natasha's eyes searched the computer screen at a lightning pace. they were going on another mission, but this wasn't like any other mission.

they needed you, specifically. you were like a second black widow.

your alias was ghost, and it was as if you didn't even exist. you managed to keep off the grid for many, many years; disappearing into thin air after s.h.i.e.l.d. was compromised.

tony stood in front of her, with his arms stubbornly crossed across his chest.

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❝what is taking so long, nat?❞

❝there's a reason they're called ghost, tony.❞