On a Jet - Siberia 2016
Pungent peaches.
As I search the back of the jet for weapons, it's the smell which is so familiar that draws me to her locker. We're preparing for another battle, on instinct I see "Romanoff" and know her locker will contain the soviet weapons and guns I prefer.
How did I know that? Where did that come from?
The metal is heavy in my hand and feels slightly warm, probably a trick from the mind and wishful thinking that she just used it and in a way she'll be fighting alongside me.
I wish she was here with me to answer my questions.
What an odd thought...