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As they left I sat down crossing my legs but this time I'm in my bed.

I did the process again. I opened my eyes. It was night time and I seen the kids playing as their dad was in the garage.

I looked over and I seen Yelena fixing her wound as my mom passed her a beer.

N-Is everything alright?

I said going over and my mom smiled getting up and coming over running right into me

She hugged me tightly sighing in relief. It felt good that I could do this. I can tell with each hug how much she misses me.

Nat-Yeah. Cmon let's go sit down.

She took me over to the table and Yelena smiles at me

Yel-she looks just like you. With my hair ofc.

Yelena smiles grabbing my hand and I smiled

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Yelena smiles grabbing my hand and I smiled. I didn't know her at all but I felt so comfortable around her.

I looked in the bag and it was the red glow stuff my mom had when I first seen her.

N-what's that?

Yel-That gas, the counteragent, it was synthesized in secret by an older widow from Melina's generation. I was on the mission to retrieve it, and she exposed me and I killed the widow that freed me.

She said with a bit of guilt

Nat-Did you have a choice?

Yel-What you experienced was psychological conditioning. I'm talking about chemically altering brain functions. They're two completely different things. You're fully conscious, but you don't know which part is you. I'm still not sure.

N-Is that all there is left?

Yel-Mmm-hmm. It's the only thing that can stop Dreykov and his network of widows.

My mom went over to her and grabbed her arm. Yelena protest until Natasha blowed her arm.

Yel-He takes more every day. Children who don't have anyone to protect them. Just like us when we were small.

They shared a look.

Yel-Maybe one in 20 survives the training, becomes a widow. The rest, he kills. To him, we are just things. Weapons with no face that he can just throw away. Because there is always more. And no one's even looking for him, thanks to you and Alexei.

N-Alexei?

My mom and Yelena chucked dryly

Yel- "Dad."

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