Widow's Shield

In Trouble?

Morgan frowned at Ana, as she enters the lab.

"Uncle Bruce…" Ana calls, "are my parents here?"

"No…" Hulk shook his head, "Why?"

"Uncle Nick's looking for them…" Ana explained.

"Oh they could be at the dinning hall." Hulk suggested.

"I'll go check." Ana nodded, "Oh and Morgan, Uncle Nick is also looking for your parents."

Morgan nodded and went out to look for Tony and Pepper.

As soon as Ana found her parents, she led them to Nick Fury's office.

"What the hell did you do?!" Natasha growled at her daughter.

"For the hundredth time," Ana frustrated, "mom, dad, I've done nothing!"

"Anastasia, don't talk to your mother like that!" Steve scolded.

Ana turns around when she heard footsteps and threw her shoe towards the footsteps. "Good!" Nick Fury applauded barely dodging the shoe. Nick pulls the shoe out of the wall and walks past the Rogers then opens the door to his office, "Cmon in!"

Ana walks in and looks around the office as the director gestures for them to sit, "Now, I've asked you to come here because I wanted to offer you, Anastasia, a place in S.H.E.I.L.D."

"Wait!" Natasha looks at Fury, "You want my daughter to join the team?!"

"Risked her life everyday?!" Steve growled, "Nick, no… I won't allow my only daughter to go on dangerous mission for you…"

Natasha stood up, "Anastasia!"

Ana looks at her father, who was red with anger. Nick stood up reaching out his hand but before Steve can shake it, Ana yell, "Stop! Don't I get a say in this?!"

"Of course, Ms. Rogers, what do you want to do?" Nick asked.

Ana looks at both her parents, then back at Nick, "I wanna join…"

"You what?!" Natasha demanded.

"Anastasia?" Steve asked.

"I wanna join." Ana repeated.

"Why?!" Steve looks worried, as Natasha was about to burst into tears.

"All my life has been leading up to this, I've been training for this moment." Ana looks at her father, "The moment that I finally get to join. The moment I finally become a hero. Save people, be the hero I know you believe I can be, mom. Be able to stand up for what is right, to stand my ground, be a soldier in front of a storm, like you dad."

"Congratulations Ms. Rogers," Nick reached out his hand to shake Ana's, "you're now a part of the next generation of  S.H.I.E.L.D. Your training starts tomorrow at noon."