Chapter 1:

This is a new story I've started working on but I don't know how long it will be. This is loosely based of the movie "The Nannie Diaries" which stars Scarlett Johnasson aka Black Widow and Chris Evans aka Captain America. I thought this story would be a cool idea to sort of mix the two.

Natasha sighed right before she knocked on her new employer door. Today she would start her new job and cover as a nanny for the Archibald's four year old child. SHIELD had sent her to spy on the child's father whom had sold SHIELD counterfeit weapons. While she worked as their "nanny" it would be up to her to spy on "Mr. Archibald. Working as a nanny for her cover was the last thing Natasha wanted to do. Not only did she have no experience taking care of children she wasn't so sure she even liked them. However SHIELD insisted that the best cover would be for her to be the Archibald family's live in nanny. That way she had access to all of their private conversations and she was right at the source of the crime.

After a few moments a woman wearing a maid's uniform answered the door grumpily. "You must be the new nanny," she said looking annoyed.

"Yes, I am. Where do I put my stuff?" Natasha didn't like the maid's attitude but she would have to tolerate it. She walked into the large apartment; she certainly would be comfortable here. The Archibald's clearly took pride in the appearance of their home. Their white marble floors were spotless, their crystal chandelier and everything in their home looked extremely expensive. Natasha however wasn't too surprised; she knew the Upper East Side had lavish taste.

The maid wrinkled her nose, "You can leave your stuff outside, and I just cleaned the floor." The way the maid said it made it seem as if Natasha's belongings were unclean.

Ignoring her she wondered where Mrs. Archibald was. Surely the mistress of the house would be here to greet her and give her instructions. The maid stood there with her hands on her hips looking at Natasha with a disapproving look. "I hope you last longer than the last nanny, the last nanny got fired after one day because she went out on a date."

This did not worry Natasha in the least, the thought of her blowing her cover for a guy was actually quiet humorous to her. Natasha was getting impatient standing around, "Can you tell Mrs. Archibald I'm here."

"She's out shopping," replied the maid in an exasperated voice as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "She left you a note on the table. If you don't mind I have to go vacuum." The maid left the room muttering in what sounded like a different language.

The sound of the vacuum could be heard from the other room as Natasha picking up the note from Mrs. Archibald she started reading; the note included three pages of house rules and instructions about her son Grayer. While she read the note Natasha decided to take a tour of the house after all the note did include the words "make you at home." The Archibald's home was beautifully decorated and Mrs. Archibald's walk in closet had a collection of designer shoes Natasha couldn't resist to look at. At the end of her tour she found the guest room and she set her bags down. The guest room was just as lavish as the rest of the house and very spacious. Just as she was about lay down on the expensive comforter on the bed she heard the door open.

"Nanny, what are you doing?" asked Mrs. Archibald her eyebrow was raised slightly. She was carrying several shopping bags from designer stores.

Natasha was startled by the question, "I thought this was my room?" She had taken a tour of the entire house this was the only spare room she had found so she'd assumed it was her room.

Mrs. Archibald looked very amused. "No, nanny. No. Let me take you to your room." Natasha's room turned out to be a small room right next door to the laundry room. The room had a large window with a view of an alley, a small bed and desk and no closet. Although the room wasn't all that great Natasha wasn't complaining, this job should be a piece of cake compared to all the other dangerous jobs she'd had to do for SHIELD. How hard could it be to take care of a four year old?

At 2:15 she headed down to pick up Grayer from his elite, overpriced preschool. She waited with Grayer's stroller with several other nannies until school dismissed. When the bell rang all the children came running out to their nannies. Grayer turned out to be a small boy with blonde hair and a scowl on his face as he walked up to her.

She smiled, "Hey Grayer, I'm Natalie, your new nanny." While undercover she used the name "Natalie Rushmore" the name she had once used to fool Tony Stark. For all the Archibald's knew she just graduated from NYU and had no child care experience.

Much to her surprise Grayer kicked her, "I hate you! I want Bernie!" he yelled as he crossed his arms. A fellow nanny gave Natasha a sympathetic look as she wrestled her screaming four year old into her stroller.

"I know honey but Bernie had to go get married or go on a date or something, how about you get in the stroller and we go home." She had known Grayer for exactly two minutes and already he was acting difficult.

As she touched Grayer's shoulder to take his backpack off and he started to squirm and yell. "OUCH! She's hurting me!" Several of the nannies where watching Natasha struggle with Grayer.

"Grayer please just get into your stroller," she pleaded even though she thought he was a little too big for a stroller. This job was obviously going to be a lot harder than she thought.

"NO, I'm too old for a stroller!" he yelled. Suddenly Grayer took off and Natasha grabbed the stroller and started to chase him. Luckily Natasha was used to high speed chases and she was able to catch up to Grayer in the lobby of their building.

Grayer attempted to get into the elevator and close the door on Natasha but she was too fast for him. It looked like her black widow training could be useful for this job after all. She forced the elevator door open as she dragged the stroller in behind her. Upset Grayer laid face down on the elevator floor and began to scream.

They reached their floor but Grayer would not get off the ground. "Grayer, get off the floor and stop screaming," Grayer refused and continued to lay face down on the dirty floor. "Get off the floor it's very dirty!" she repeated as she blocked the elevator door from closing. The boy was either running away from her or refusing to move she sighed. This job was not as easy as she originally thought. Suddenly she had an idea, "Hey Grayer, let's race to the front door. Last one there is a rotten egg."

This got Grayer's attention, he pulled down Natasha's pants and knocked over her "diaper bag" and bolted towards the door. Natasha raced after him forgetting that the stroller was still in the elevator. She heard the elevator close as she pulled up her pants. This was the last time she was ever going undercover as a nanny for SHIELD.

Grayer locked the door and began sticking his fingers out the door taunting her. "Ha Ha I locked you out! I locked you out!"

Natasha grabbed his fingers from under the door. "I'm not letting go until you open this door!" she yelled. 'Are all children like this?' she thought to herself. She hoped that she wouldn't have to result to using one of her usually methods of unlocking doors. Her "usually methods" would come at the expense of blowing her cover, not many nannies had explosion devices designed to break through steel doors.

All of the sudden a bing indicated that the elevator door opened on her floor. She had forgotten all about the stroller that was still in the elevator, she looked up and turned around. Sure enough the stroller was in the elevator along with someone familiar that she had no expected to see.

Please review to let me know if you like the story or not. The more feedback I get the more I'll be motivated to continue the story since as of now I'm not totally sure where it will go from here. Thanks for reading!