Prompt from Rhitta: Could I ask for some EmiLena? Maybe a reunion after Lena is recovered from the slipstream? Either after Doomfist, The Slipstream incident or just a random time it happened, up to you.
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It was five in the morning.
Emily wasn't sure if their flat had ever been so quiet, certainly not after Lena had moved in.
It was too quiet.
Emily leaned against the kitchen sink, sipping at a glass of water. She hadn't slept a wink and she had to go back to work tomorrow. Another sleepless night then.
It had been so long since she'd had to sleep without Lena by her, that she'd completely forgotten how.
And then she heard the knocking.
Tensing, she grabbed a knife, holding it close to her side as she carefully made her way over to the door. She couldn't see anything through the peephole, prompting her to slowly put the door on the chain and open it up slightly.
"Emily?"
The woman outside was a little thinner than before, wearing a strange device on her chest. Len smiled nervously, unsure and tentative as Emily took a step away from the door, still holding onto the knife as the other hand moved to cover her mouth in shock. Pressure prickled in the corner of her eyes as she shook her head, unsure if she was dreaming or if the sadness and grief had consumed her mind.
"Emily… please let me in."
Almost in a trance, Emily removed the chain and Lena took a step inside, looking around, before finally settling on Emily's face, reaching out to touch her, gentle and hopeful. "Everything's the same." She whispered, "You didn't change anything."
Letting the knives slip out of her hands, Emily threw herself into Lena's arms, ignoring the odd pressure on her chest from the strange device, "Thank God." She whispered, voice tight.
"I'm sorry I'm late." Lena wrapped her own arms around Emily, "But Winston had pretty much guaranteed it will never happen again."
"What are you- "
"- I'll explain later." Lena kissed Emily on the lips, "Just let me enjoy this first."