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Silence is the undoing of the strongest of wills.

And yet, the longer it lasted, the less both assassins knew what to say to each other.

Truth's headache had returned. A constant stream of thoughts, angry memories, and distasteful emotions swirled within, and it took every ounce of effort to breathe and keep her inducement in check. She was reeling, and, for once, she wanted to be anywhere but there, with Natasha standing far too close for her to be considered safe.

She couldn't look at her. Her hands were shaking, and the heightened voices of her brother and uncle speaking over each other behind her didn't help.

"Michael. You need to calm down—"

"No. What you need to do is to bring that girl back in here so we can find out what son of a bitch sent her here!"

"You know I can't do that. We've already broken protocol one too many times. The Director needs to be informed before we do anything more."

"And, who's fault is that? I don't care what Fury or anyone else has to say. Didn't you hear her in there? She brought up Mom. Don't you think that's important enough to look into?"

Natasha had hardly been following along with the conversation. She could only stare at Truth, who stood with her head against the wall, tout with tension as her family debated the circumstances behind this unofficial investigation.

Coulson had stayed behind to ensure Anfisa was returned to her cell securely, leaving the four in the conference room to deal with the aftermath. Only, Natasha didn't know what to do, or even where she even fit into the situation. There were too many questions and not enough answers, a combination the redhead didn't enjoy.

But, her first priority was Truth. It was clear that she was hurting, and after all that she had done for Natasha time and time again, the absolute least she could do was to at least try.

It was what she had promised. And, she wasn't going to break that again.

Now that she better understood the scope of Truth's power, it provided a better overall understanding of what may have been happening. The other assassin may not have told her, but she'd shown her what she could do.

That was what she'd meant when she'd said, "You'll see it for yourself."

And, Natasha did see. She saw the way the twins seemed to have entire conversations without speaking, how Truth had studied Anfisa and managed to not only figure out what was wrong with her, but also how to snap her out of her paralysis.

It was something impossible. Yet, Natasha hadn't been surprised because Truth seemed to be capable of doing the impossible despite the odds.