You and her were at your apartment, cuddling together in bed after just waking up, arms tangled around each other as you both whispered loving words to each other and laughed together.

"I love you, Мед..."

Yelena whispered. Little did you both know, it was the last you'd ever hear from her. Suddenly, she started turning to dust. You didn't even get to say goodbye to each other. Just one scared, confused look shared between you before she was gone. And you just started sobbing, wishing that whatever had turned her to dust had at least taken you too.

(5 YEARS LATER)

You've been drinking to help with the sorrow of losing her. Every day, you wake up, eat at most a piece of bread (your toaster broke and you just haven't had the motivation to do anything), clock in at your shitty job, go home, and get hammered before crying yourself to sleep.

Tonight was just like that. You were halfway done with a bottle of whiskey, remembering her laugh, her voice, waking up with your face buried in that beautiful blonde hair...

Why did she have to get taken from you, without even a chance to say goodbye?

But suddenly... She appeared. Right next to you, in bed, like she had never left. Her eyes were wide, confused, scared, as if she had just seen a ghost.

And to you... It quite literally felt like you were seeing a ghost.

"B-babe... What the hell happened?"

You didn't speak, just reaching out, placing a hand on her cheek to make sure she was really there... And she was. Somehow, some way... Your Yelena was back.