A/N: Super short chapter

The following day i got up, and gently covered up Lena, i was starving, i threw on some baggy clothes and wandered out to the cafe area. Grabbing a bagel and poured myself some tea. Reinhardt and Torbjorn were happily laughing in the corner over a game of cards. They were trying so hard to just stay focused.

"oh there's the doc, how've you been handlin' all this?" asked Torbjorn, completely unaware of the pain i went through.

"uhm. i miss her" i said softly, thinking of Ana.

" we all do, what a pistol she was, stand up young lady, I'm sorry you got ill last night, must have been a terrible flu" said Reinhardt, slamming a card down.

"yeah... it was.. it was something" i said, if only he knew.

Winston came out grabbing another jar of peanut butter.

"Angela i have something for you, whenever you are ready" he said.

I nodded while sipping on my tea, and slowly chewing a bagel. It felt like crumbs in my mouth, the tea helped wash it down.

"I'm ready" i said with uncertainty.

He motioned at me to follow him, and i did, once near my room he pulled out two envelopes.

Right away i realized when i saw the handwriting. It was jack's final wishes, we all wrote notes in case of anything happening. the other was addressed to his family. A lump formed in my throat.

"what should i..."

"i figured you would know what to do, i could just send it, but if you ever feel the need to deliver something in person, you have all the time you need" he said.

It was true, our small crew was smaller, with everything leaving because of the suspicions and threats. I grabbed the letters and held them tightly to my chest. I walked slowly back into my room, Lena was still in the same curled up position. I crawled in next to her, and snuggled her back.

A/N: it's mostly short because i didn't want to reformat the file completely, so i might post another one today!. Anyways, thank you again for reading.