Namara woke up with something rough and wet on her face, she opened her eyes and found herself staring up into a pair of red eyes. "What in God's name?" She mumbled, sitting up.

  A sleek black cat with dark red eyes was sitting on her lag, licking one paw and running it gracefully over one ear. The bedroom door opened with creak, and Willow rolled her wheelchair into the room. "Good Morning Namara."

 "How long was I out?"

 "Two days, but that's normal after such mental stress." Willow moved her wheelchair closer to the bed. She reached forward and scratched the cat behind the ears, "I see you've met Sebastian. He spends most nights in the barn or with the lady cats at a neighboring farm."

 "So the cat's a real lady's man?"

 "Yep. He's a good boy though, keeps the mice out of our barn." Willow smiled, her blue eyes sparkling. "I made breakfast if you want to eat." Steering her wheelchair out of the room, Willow closed the door behind her. 

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  When Namara emerged from her room several minutes later, Willow was sitting at the table, eating a cinnamon roll. Sitting down across from Willow, Namara grabbed a cinnamon roll from the platter. 

  "Where's Steve?"

 "He and Bucky are out in the Barn."

   Gingerly, Namara bit into the Cinnamon Roll and flavor flooded her mouth. It tasted like what Namara assumed the food in Heaven tasted like. Instead of the white icing, Willow had melted brown sugar over the top. 

 "These are amazing!"

 "Thanks, their Bucky's favorite."

  Willow and Namara ate in silence for a while, Namara's mind clouded with unspoken questions. When would she be leaving? When would she go back to the tower?

   As if she was able to read Namara's mind, Willow said "Steve's taking you back to the Avengers tower this afternoon."

  Good, Namara wanted to get back to the tower and train. She wanted to be ready the next time HYDRA came calling, ready to tear them apart.