| The Amelie Chronicles | (MCU)

Part Two: Chapter One

TWO YEARS LATER.......

Amelie was standing at the kitchen sink, washing dishes quickly as she hurried to clean up from breakfast. Steve liked it when the dishes were put away... and Amelie slept in a little longer than she was supposed to.

Behind her, a purple aura surrounded the living room and kitchen as the whole place was neatened up. It was good practice for her to be doing these sorts of exercises, even though it was to finish chores before Steve got home from his run.

The door opened behind her, footsteps entering the room. Amelie froze, the purple aura around the room disappearing as she let go of her hold on the objects around her.

"Back from your run already?" Amelie asked nervously, drying the last dish hurriedly, "I must say, even for you, Steve-"

"I'm not Steve." A familiar voice said from behind the thirteen year old. Amelie smiled, turning around to see Nat standing in the doorway.

"Nat! I thought you were Steve!" Amelie clutched a hand to her chest, her cheeks flushed pink with slight embarrassment.

"Is that why you're hurrying to finish your chores?" Nat raised a brow, "Amie, why the rush?"

"I woke up late." The teen shrugged, "I didn't mean to... I was just tired."

"Well, tired or not, I promise not to tell Steve." Natasha smirked, "He can be a real grandma sometimes."

"They are just chores." Amie shrugged, "Besides, I have them done... now."

"Well, go grab your things. Fury needs you and Steve at SHIELD for something."

"Do you know what it is for?" Amelie asked, sliding on her sneakers.

"You know I can't say until we get there. I've already texted Steve. We'll pick him up on the way there." The redhead said, "Ready?"

Amelie grabbed her backpack from her bedroom, heading towards the door with a small smile, "Ready. Can I sit in the front this time?"

Natasha chuckled, "Steve will kill me, you know that?"

As they exited the apartment building, Natasha's fancy expensive car was the main view from the sidewalk. Amelie loved riding in it, mostly because the woman drove extremely fast nearly all the time.

"Steve drives a motorcycle."

"Steve is also a super-soldier with fast reflexes." Nat pulled back the front seat to the teen could climb in, "I, however, am not."

Amelie climbed in with a sigh, "It was worth a shot, no?"

Natasha climbed in the car and sped off, windows down and radio blaring as she maneuvered through the streets of DC. Amelie thoroughly enjoyed these rides, letting the wind that blew in from the window hit her face, allowing her eyes to momentarily gaze upon some of the scenes of the capital city. She's already been to every site in this city more times than she could count in the two years she's been here with Steve- so it was nice to just get a glimpse every once in a while.

The car pulled over by the Liberty Pool- where Amelie spotted Steve and Sam resting by their usual tree. Natasha beeped the horn with a smirk.

"Hey, can anyone tell me where the Smithsonian is? I'm here to pick up a fossil!" She shouted playfully, using one of her many old jokes that she liked to tease Steve with. The Captain chuckled, shaking his head as he approached the vehicle.

"Fury needs us at HQ." Nat added once he opened the car door.

"Hey Sam!" Amie called, waving to the man who was still sat under the tree.