My vision is blurry, but I can still make out where I am: Eichenwald. I look to my left, a wall of Omnic turrets mows down an entire squad of my comrades. I try to move to help them, but my feet seem like they are rooted in the ground. I look to my right, and I see my brother. I know what's coming. I shout to him. I want to scream at the top of my lungs and tell him to get out of that area, but I only feel like I'm merely muttering it under my breath.
"Christian! Rückzug! Rückzug!" I call to him. He looks over, he looks me in the eye. He just stands there staring at me. There is no emotion on his face, just a blank stare. He doesn't move, he just stares at me. The ear-splitting sound of fired missiles pierces the sky. They always find their target. The missile doesn't hit him, but the flames swallow his body and I see his figure fall apart like leafs.
My vision blurs, and the gunfire is silenced. The screams of soldiers come to a halt. The smoke and fire fade away. The sky clears and I almost feel the sun against my skin. Instead of crashing of metal and whirring of Omnic gears, I hear a soft breeze and nothing else. Where am I? My conscious slowly, peacefully fades away.
I jerk open my eyes. I look around. I'm still on the couch. Lena is lying beside me. Her right arm is wrapped around my back and hold me close to her. Her left arm rests on my chest, above my heart. Her head is nuzzled in my shoulder and she is softly hushing me, like she's comforting a child that just had a nightmare.
"You cry in your sleep." She tells me. I reach up and rub my eyes.
"I didn't scare you, did I?"
"Not at all." She says as she pecks my cheek.
"I'm sorry, I should be getting home." I stand up and pull my shirt back on. I grab my jacket and tie and head to the door.
"You can spend the night here!" She offers.
It's now I realize how heavy my limbs feel. I'll never be able to pilot a jet home. "Okay."
Lena smiles, "Okay, right this way." she leads me to her bedroom.
"Where will you sleep?" I ask her.
"Oh I'll just take the couch."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, it'll be fine. Get some rest."
As soon as my head hits the pillow, I drift off again.
By the time I wake up, the sun is still rising and the base is only semi-illuminated. I walk out into the living room and Lena is standing in the kitchen next to a kettle.
"Morning, luv!" She beams at me, "Sleep well?"
I smile, her bubbly attitude always charms me. "Fine, thanks."
"I am making some tea, want any?" She asks.
"No thanks, I should be getting back to Bad Aibling; I have to be at work in an hour." I explain.
"Well, can you come over Saturday so we can have some tea uninterrupted?" She walks over to me and smiles.
"Okay. What time?"
She thinks for a moment then suggests, "20:00?"
"Isn't that a little late for tea?" I inquire.
"I'm British, luv! Everytime is tea time for me!" She jokes.
I laugh, "Okay then, Lena. See you Saturday at 20:00." I make my way out the door, "See you soon, 'Tracer'." I call to her.
"It's a date, 'Hammer'." She calls back.
"Well, Till. You got a date with Tracer. She is like a dream." I think to myself.
