It started as a regular Sunday, like any other, if not for the prickling of anxiety that kept buzzing in the depths of Alex mind. She tried going to the gym. A treadmill display reading 10km/6,2miles after 1 hour didn't set her mind. Another 30 minutes in a serious relationship with the punching bag didn't either. The beads of sweat trailing on her skin were the last thing on her mind.

"I could be training for the freaking Iron Man and it wouldn't do", Alex thought.

That's how she ended up in her lab, where she shouldn't be, since the heater was blown and the building's manager had said no one should be in that wing until further notice. Which, would be really wise seeing the drastic drop in the temperatures that week and the storm slowly brewing just in the periphery of everyone's consciousness, as if mocking them in saying "you know the day you will forget your umbrella or let your window open? that's when i'll get you." But of course, she ignored that in hopes that science, methodical experiments and muscle memory would be enough to scratch that itch from the back of her mind.

Except, something really frustrating was happening. All her experiments, even the most simple ones, were giving unreliable results. Maybe it was the slight, tiny, lack in the NTP (normal temperature and pressure) , as it was only 5°C/41°F outside, almost no different from the controlled 20°C/68°F asked for these experiments, but who's looking, right? It could even be Earth's magnetic field going off rocker like those Armageddon movies.

"Maybe soon birds will start colliding with everything. Or I was bitten by some radioactive spider while I was asleep last week. That night really was something." Alex thought as she saw yet another sample giving uncharted results.

As a thunder rumbled outside and the lights flickered, that itch only grew. The fine hairs in the back of her neck stood at attention as goosebumps ran by her covered arms.

"No spider-sense Danvers, get it together. You know better than to poke a mutant spider." She muttered under her breath as she started putting the lab equipments back in their rightful places.

Not long after she had changed her rubber gloves for her mittens planning to rub some warmth back into her fingers, she felt a gust of wind travel through the lab. It would be all fair and good, but there wasn't any window or door open that could explain that air displacement.

Sometimes things are better left unanswered, and with that in mind, she grabs her backpack and leaves the lab, hoping that the lights wouldn't go out until she was able to get out of the building.

Running down the stairs and feeling that her small mission was accomplished as soon as she saw the street below, a relieved sigh left her, creating a small cloud in the freezing atmosphere.

Although as soon as she got near her bike, another not well thought choice in this bloody freezing Sunday, Alex finally caught sight of someone in the other side of the street, just staring at her. The person didn't move, just kept staring. That itch in the scientist's mind roared, and an itch it was no more, but a wrenching pull at her lungs that left her breathless. The mysterious person wore an attire according to the weather. A heavy coat, gloves, a beanie. But the later didn't cover the beginnings of a white streak in that person's hair. Moreover, neither items helped to disguise confused gray greenish eyes. Those caught Alex like the storm that was nearing the city. She thought so much of them, but could it really be? She crossed the street slowly as if to not spook a wild animal. As she draw closer, the would be stranger raised their arm, pulling the coat sleeve up, revealing a design marked in their skin.

"It was your doing… was it not?" The stranger spoke in an uncertain voice.

Finally seeing that design again, Alex gasped, looking wide eyed at the patch of skin.

"Astra…?" She asked almost in a whisper.

"This… Astra...you talk about..is it me…?" The not so stranger inquired.

Against all common sense for the weather, Alex opened her coat, pulled her arm out of the sleeve and hastily pulled on her shirt, bringing to light a similar design etched onto her skin.

"It's you...but.. how are you here?" She asked getting as confused as the former stranger.

"I'm not sure.. I just felt this… pull..and kept moving until it brought me to you..." Astra replied while looking at the ink Alex had revealed to her.

The red headed look around them seeming to snap out of their moment.

"Look, let's...let's not talk about that here okay? Come with me? I want answers that I think you will want too"

Astra took a deep breath and looked into Alex's eyes. Whatever she saw in there, seemed to reassure her.

" Everything at the moment is a blur… but since it brought me here and to you... I'll follow"

And with that, Alex fixed her coat and walked Astra back to her bike. After a brief explanation about road safety, they were off.