About an hour into the drive and neither of us have spoken. We don't have the radio on, and it's beginning to be dusk.
"Widow would you mind turning on the radio?"
She glances at me and turns it on. Country music fills the vehicle speakers.
The next hour we don't talk, but we sing along to the songs we know. I am surprised when Widow sings one of my favourite songs.
"When the sun had left and the winter came
And the sky fall could only bring the rain
I sat in darkness, all broken hearted
I couldn't find a day I didn't feel alone
I never meant to cry, started losing hope
But somehow baby, you broke through and saved me
You're an angel, tell me you're never leaving
'Cause you're the first thing I know I can believe in
You're holy, holy, holy, holy
I'm high on loving you, high on loving you
You're holy, holy, holy, holy
I'm high on loving you, high on loving you
You made the brightest days from the darkest nights
You're the river bank where I was baptized
Cleanse all the demons
That were killing my freedom
Let me lay you down, give me to ya
Get you singing babe, hallelujah
We'll be touching, we'll be touching heaven
You're an angel, tell me you're never leaving
'Cause you're the first thing I know I can believe in
You're holy, holy, holy, holy
I'm high on loving you, high on loving you
You're holy, holy, holy, holy
I'm high on loving you, high on loving you
I don't need the stars 'cause you shine for me
Like fire in my veins, you're my ecstasy
You're my ecstasy
You're holy, holy, holy, holy
I'm high on loving you, high on loving you
You're holy, holy, holy, holy
I'm high on loving you, high on loving you
You're the healing hands where it used to hurt
You're my saving grace, you're my kind of church
You're holy"
About halfway through the song I had joined in but once it ended I was silent again. We reach Winnipeg city limits and find the hotel I booked rooms in.
Walking into the lobby I talk with the woman at the front desk and get our key cards. While I'm the elevator I hand Widow her key card. "Your in 520."
"Did you get us separate rooms?"
"Kinda. They are joined but separate if we shut the doors between them."
"Okay. Your in 522?"
"Yes I am." Reaching the doors we step into our rooms. Setting my bag on the floor near the front door I open my side door that leads to Widows room. If she wants to open hers and come into my room that's fine.
I wait a few minutes before going for a shower because driving for four hours tends to make me feel weird. Especially if I have someone in the vehicle with me.
"Silver?"
Turning to see Natasha leaning in the doorway I respond "yes Natasha?"
"I'm going to bed. What time should I get up for?"
"The plane comes at ten. The airport is about a half hour from here. So just try to be up for half past eight please. So we have time for breakfast."
"Alright. Do you want the door shut?"
"Whatever feels best for you."
She nods and turns to her bed, not shutting the door.
I shrug and climb into my own bed set an alarm for seven in the morning and lay down.
It only takes an hour for me to fall asleep. But a memory disguised as a dream consumes my peaceful sleep.
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"Now Jessica don't worry, this won't hurt a bit."
"Look mister. I ain't some dumb little seven year old. I know that whatever is in those needles is gonna make me feel a hole lot of pain."
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Silver Death
FanfictionWhat, never heard of her? Typical. She has more kills than the Winter Solider. She was taken when she was 4 for her powers. When she escaped she decided to keep her name. HYDRA thinks she is dead. They aren't looking for her. When Clint crashes th...
