Unbidden

As she stands there, her emotions raw and exposed, a sudden thought pierces her mind – Ramsey. She hadn't thought about him all day, consumed as she was by the informant's findings and Vlad's enigmatic presence.

But now, as she stands here, she's struck by the realization that she'd forgotten the tangled mess of emotions Ramsey had made her feel this morning.

A wet laugh bubbles up from her throat as she remembers Ramsey's delicate features, his piercing green gaze, and the way he'd always looked at her.

Like.... She was family.

"But I'm lucky," she says, her voice shaking, "to have met someone who doesn't mind my past."

Natasha's grip on her hand tightens, her eyes filling with a deep understanding.

"I'm glad."