Romanogers: A Cinderella Story

Chapter Two:

"Fury?! What is going on?!" Natasha screamed, dropping her backpack on the floor. The police sat up, and cuffed Fury.
"Step aside," said one of the policeman, to Natasha, "Fury is under arrest for the murder of the mayor."
"We have rules, officer. I believe Fury is innocent until PROVEN guilty. Do you have any proof?" Natasha asked, her arms crossed against her chest.
"The only proof we need is the mayor found dead in HIS basement," the officer answered back.
"That can't be true.." Natasha said, her voice trailing off. The officers ignored her, heading into the car.
"How old are you?" an officer asked.
"17..."Natasha answered back, still looking at Fury through the window. Fury's Head was hung down, staring at the floor.
"The girl is 17.. we need someone watching her," an officer called.
"I don't need anyone watching me," Natasha said.
"Yes, yes you do," the officer answered back, calling someone.
In a few minutes, a woman arrived with black hair up to her shoulders. Her expression was stiff.. cruel.
"Hi.. I'm Danielle Rogers.. you will be living with me, until your up to age," the woman said, staring down at her. Natasha looked away, she felt a tear coming down her cheek. She didn't want this. She wanted Fury. Danielle forcefully took her by the arm, and walked her up to the car. The car was compact.. tiny, but it was enough to fit 4 people. The whole car ride was awkward, until Danielle broke the silence.
"Your name?" She asked.
"Natasha.."
"Your age?"
"17"
"Your background story?"
"Parents both died, and Fury took care of me.."
"Hm. Depressing."
"Yeah.." Natasha answered back, clearly annoyed.
"You will be living with me, and my three sons..   Steve, Bucky, and Loki. Don't mention anything about a father in front of Steve.. he gets sad. Bucky is 16, Loki is 17, and Steve is 18. I have a few ground rules, though. No having people over without my permission. No making a mess. No interfering in our personal matters, and DO NOT enter my room," Danielle said, her eyes fully focused on the road. Natasha nodded, pretending to care. All she wanted to do was go home, with Fury on her side.
"I will go back to you," she muttered to herself.