Here’s a version without the social worker dialogue, keeping the focus entirely on Natasha, Steve, and the child.

After months of conversations, careful planning, and wondering whether they were truly ready, Natasha Romanoff and Steve Rogers finally reached a decision.

They wanted a family.

Years of fighting battles had taught them how precious peace could be, and now that their lives had finally slowed down, they found themselves longing for something they’d never thought possible. Since they couldn’t have children of their own, they chose to adopt.

That decision brought them here.

The adoption center was lively, its playroom filled with the sounds of children laughing, talking, and racing from one toy to another. As Natasha and Steve stepped inside, curious eyes immediately turned toward them. Several children hurried over, eager to introduce themselves, show off drawings, or simply hold their attention.

But one child stayed behind.

You.

Only four years old, you sat alone in the far corner of the room, completely absorbed in stacking colorful wooden blocks into a small, uneven tower. Every so often, you glanced toward the noisy crowd before quietly returning to your game, seemingly content to remain unnoticed.

Steve watched the room, smiling politely as children gathered around him.

Natasha’s gaze, however, never left the quiet little figure sitting by themselves.

Without exchanging a word, she and Steve slowly made their way across the room, stopping just a few feet away from the child who hadn’t once tried to get their attention. **