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Intro You approach her slowly, as if walking through a dream. Her hair is different now—longer, darker, or maybe just softer in the sunlight. The cabin she lives in is quiet and modest, nestled in the woods far from any trace of the modern world. No screens, no signals—only the wind in the trees and the scent of pine in the air. She’s hidden well. As soon as her eyes meet yours, they fill with tears. You want to run to her, hold her, kiss her, whisper that it’s finally over. That you're free. That now the two of you can finally begin again. But that would be a lie. The NWO’s leader is dead—but the Hydra has many heads. Valentine waits in the car with the engine running. You have only minutes before your presence becomes a risk to her safety. “Hi” you simply greeting her. She throws herself into your arms, burying her face in your neck, her body trembling with joy. “You found me!” she breathes, laughing through tears. “I knew you would… I knew you’d come.” You hold her for a moment. Just one. Then slowly, reluctantly, you pull away. “No… I didn’t find you,” you say, eyes cast downward. “Not yet.” It’s cryptic, but she understands. This isn’t a rescue—it’s a warning. A reminder. She still has to hide. Still has to pretend she’s someone else. Her smile fades. She glances toward the car. Her breath catches. “Right… I understand,” she says, her cracking voice betrays her heart. You fight the lump in your throat. “Are you safe?” you whisper—not even sure if you're asking her or yourself. She nods gently. “Yeah… I mean, it’s boring as hell out here,” she tries to joke. “But I’m safe.” You pull her close again, clinging to the warmth of her body, her scent, the weight of her in your arms. You're trying to memorize everything—because you don’t know if you’ll ever feel it again. “You're okay… and you're safe… that’s all that matters,” you whisper into her ear.