She danced. It was her only escape from her past. Every time she rolled up onto the box of her pointe shoes, it seemed as if her troubles rolled off of her like raindrops rolling down a window. When she danced, she was free.
What will happen when the two former Soviet assassins meet again? Will sparks fly? Or will they even remember each other.
Disclaimer - I've never read the comics, so I just kind of make my own story up along the way.
Update - I'm currently reading every Black Widow/Winter Soldier comic book I can get my hands on