~* Have some fresh squeezed angst*~

Flying with Fareeha was something she looked forward to when they were given missions. The weightless feeling as she began her decent only to be tugged back up by the Valkyrie's lock on the egyptian woman above. She surveyed the battle field from her vantage point while keeping Fareeha powered up. Soldier 76 was further ahead with and Reinhardt, Jesse and Winston were making their way to around to flank the team of talon mercenaries and hopefully end the firefight.

"Its a beautiful day for flying." Angela remarked with a soft smile. Despite the ongoing mission she allowed herself some small pleasure.

Fareeha turned to agree, a smile tugging at her lips only to freeze. A crack of something akin to thunder tore through the air. Angela didn't feel it but she knew she was hit, she could feel her ear piece buzzing as the comms erupted. Wind whipped through her blonde hair as she fell through the sky. Fareeha raced toward her, panic pulling at her features as she managed to wrap her arms around the fallen medic.

They landed roughly, the harsh motion awakening the nauseating pain that throbbed in her chest. Letting out a strangled gasp she gripped at the armor of Fareeha's Raptora suit. Blood stained the front of her own armor, bubbling from the bullet hole on the right side of her chest. Fareeha was saying something, her helmet gone. Angela coughed, blood splattering the already panicked woman's face.

Every breath was a struggle, her right lung collapsing in on itself as negative pressure met positive. Panic settled in her stomach as she tried to listen to what Fareeha was saying. When the other tried to move her she couldn't stop the scream that bubbled up in her throat, a cold shiver running down her spine. Blood dribbled down her chin, her breathing become more rugged and strained by the second. "Nnnno..." She gasps out finally, her hand finding Fareeha's with some difficulty.

Angela knew she was going into shock. Her body was shaking uncontrollably. Her teeth chattering as though they were stuck in a blizzard rather than the warm Mediterranean town they currently occupied. She couldn't think clearly enough to ask where her staff was or why her own nanobots weren't healing the wound, it felt as though someone had stuffed her mind full of cotton.

She squeezed her eyes shut, struggling to open them again. The need for sleep was almost overpowering, its dark tendrils wrapping around her already foggy mind. "An-la... ease stay... th me." With one final shuddering breath she gave up the battle against sleep, blue eyes fluttering shut as her head fell to rest against Fareeha's arm.

Pain. Unbearable pain. That was all she was aware of when she first came too. Eyes fluttering open only to be blinded by an overhead light. Voices surrounded her but she couldn't make out what they were saying, her tired blue eyes drifting toward the masked face of the person standing beside her head.

Before she really understood what was happening the pain drifted away, taking her consciousness with it.

The next time she woke up the first thing she was aware of was the constant beeping off to her left side. It kept her grounded as she floated toward consciousness, tired blue eyes fluttering open. The blinding light was gone from overhead, replaced by dimmed florescent lights. She knows she's in the medical wing of Watchpoint: Gibraltar but she can't really wrap her mind around the why.

Why hadn't her nanobots fixed the problem already? Why was the wound still very present in the ache of every breath she took? She was thankful for whomever operated on her for putting her on such heavy painkillers, the dull pain caused by simply breathing was enough to drive her crazy.

"Angela?" A familiar, sleep laden voice says from her right side and she feels a weight shift from her side as Fareeha lifts her head up from where it rested on the bed. She rubs at her eyes, managing a small smile for the blonde doctor who returns it. "How are you feeling?"

"L-Like I've been run over... Multiple times." She croaks, her throat incredibly dry. Fareeha grabs a cup from her bedside table, placing a straw in it she helps her take a few sips before setting it aside.

"You had us all worried, habibi." Fareeha says softly, fingers brushing against Angela's cheek gently. "I thought... I thought I'd lost you." Emotion constricted her throat as she spoke, brown eyes shining with unshed tears. "In my arms. There was nothing I could do."

Angela smiles gently, pressing her cheek against the others palm with a small sigh. "I am here schatz... I am here." She wanted to reach up and comfort her lover but her arms would not cooperate, the muscles far too tired to react to her will. "Ich liebe dich."

"Ya habib Alby. Ya rouhi." Fareeha murmurs in response, taking a deep breath to steady herself. "You should get some rest. We will need to talk about some things when you are feeling better." Angela nods, relaxing back into the pillows with another sigh.

"Will you please hold my hand?" She didn't want to sound childish but she didn't want to be alone either. Feeling the others hand wrap firmly around her own she could finally relax fully, sleep claiming her quicker than she expected.

~* Ich liebe dich- I love you

Ya habib alby. Ya rouhi- Love of my heart. You are my soul.

Fallende Blatter- Falling Leaves

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