"Yes Sir. Right…. I’ll be there as soon as I can." Natasha ended the call as she sat alone at one of the coffee shop’s outdoor tables. She was alone. Nobody would dare sit out in the cold. But for some reason it comforted her. The falling snow sent her into a slight trance. Memories flooded in- She heard a waitress drop a tray of cups from inside the restaurant.
Natasha decided it was time for her to get back to HQ to see what Fury wanted, so she stood and headed on her way. She walked until she noticed someone ahead of her. At first she dismissed the thought immediately, but stared more intently. She could recognize that posture from anywhere. But no, it couldn’t be… She soon found herself a yard behind the man whom she recognized. She reached out a hand and stopped him.