Reaper stared at the blue light before its bright form slowly leveled down. He growled in frustration to see the doctor and the pest still alive, however it was overshadowed by the curiosity in which the pest saved her. A blue holo-shield was being emitted from his gloves. It was circular with cyan blue circled with white light. Noah was breathing had on the ground with Mercy in his arms.
"You're making this harder for yourself." He fired another shell and the shock blew back his arm. He stumbled up and held the shield forward. "Try again you undead son of a bitch."
Reaper pulled a second shotgun and laughed, "Gladly." Noah strafed away from Angela as Reaper began firing right at Noah. The medic tried standing up, but one of the shells hit her leg and her suit was working on healing herself.
The bullets bounced off the shield and Reaper grew more frustrated with the lack of effectiveness he was having. He ran forward and kept feeling the force of the gunshots rock his hand. He pushed the shield with his left hand, the projection moved to behind his wrist. He charged forward and shield bashed Reaper. It sent the wraith into disorientation and opened him up for attack.
Noah struck the wraith hard in the face with his free hand and regretted it when the gloves barely protected his fists against the mask. Reaper smiled wickedly underneath his mask and slammed Noah in the back with his gun.
The agent fell to the ground in pain. Reaper kicked him over which sent him skidding several feet away from anyone else. Death walked over and stepped on Noah's chest, looking right down at him. "I remember you. You were that informant Burr was with months ago. How did you end up here?"
"Unforeseen circumstances." Noah answered sarcastically.
"Funny." Reaper leaned down and pulled out his shotgun. "What's the matter? Afraid you'll miss?"
"No. I just want to savor the moment. The doctor and pilot seem very fond of you along with our common friend, Burr." Noah saw where this was going and could do nothing as the shotgun was pointed right at his head. "They'll mourn over a headless corpse."
BANG! Reaper almost roared in frustration about another interrupted kill. Noah looked at where Reaper was glaring at and saw Burr standing with his rifle pointed right at Reaper. "Hey! You and I got a score to settle."
"That we do." And a sense of history could be felt between the two. "Leave him alone and we'll finish this."
"You're not who I need to kill, but I won't lie. It'll be satisfying putting you down." Reaper growled. "Then come on!"
"Burr don't! He'll kill you!" Reaper looked down and kicked Noah across the face. His vision disoriented by the strike. "Shut it boy." Burr turned his back and flashed an apologetic face before running into one of the administration buildings.
"Burr. Burr!" He tried getting up, but to no avail. He rolled onto his hands and knees and spat out blood from the kick. "Oh shit." He groaned as he stumbled to get up. He felt two hands grab him and he looked up to see a battle damaged Pharah. Her helmet was shot off and her armor was riddled with holes. Luckily most of the bleeding stems from grazes and no actual bullet wounds.
"Noah! Tell me you're alright."
"I'm fine. I'm fine." He wanted to push her out of the way, but he was too weak to bring himself to commit any action. "Burr. He went after Burr. We gotta stop him."
"No, Noah you're too wounded. You can't follow him."
"Just fucking watch me." Noah pushed himself of Pharah and found a couple of grenades and a pistol. He looked at his right hand and clenched it tightly. The blue sparks started up again before he opened his palm and the blue disk appeared. When let his hand fall to his side, the shield whirled around to the back of his hand. Pharah gasped at the new development, but refused to move.
"You're only going to get yourself killed there. And we lost you once already."
"Why do you care? So what if I die, I've got to save Burr." Pharah stopped him. "I care. You're my friend and despite us not being as close as Lena or Angela, I care. Don't rush in there and throw away your life."
He kept moving forward and Pharah once again stopped him. "What're doing? He saved you from Reaper! You need to help me get everyone else up."
"And leave him to die? Fareeha, I'm not going to lose him."
"We all don't to lose Burr, but why are you so insistent on going in alone without help?!"
"Because if he dies then I'll be reliving the pain I felt when I lost my mother!" He screamed. Fareeha looked at him with eyes wide open. "The pain I felt that day was and still is unbearable! If I lose Burr then I might as well be dead." He bumped passed Fareeha and when he turned, she saw the eyes of herself when confronted about her mother.
"Noah." She said, but he was already running toward the building. "Just help Mercy with everyone else. I'll be back." She reached out for him, however an arm stopped hers. It was the phantom or rather Ana. She had a needle inject to her thigh as she held her bloody arm and gut.
"Do what he says. Neither you or anyone else are capable of stopping that boy. Let him go." Fareeha felt an old comfort in the old woman's words and looked at her. "Fine, but the second we're back to strength we're saving those idiots."
Ana smiled under her mask. "Of course."
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Noah entered the building silently. The throbbing pain in his head was there, but his determination to find Reaper and Burr seemed to dull it. Stepping over broken wood and glass, Noah found holes in the wall resembling a shotgun's impact. He ran his hand through it and felt some heat. These were fresh impacts. They were somewhere in the building and luckily it took a grenade to show him where. The floor rose up and down like a single heartbeat and voices could be heard.
"I'm going to leave you an empty husk of a man I once I get my hands on you!"
"You'll have to try harder to catch me then Reaper." Not wasting anytime, Noah ran down the hallway and took the stairs down as he found Reaper trying to strike Burr down. On the ground laid their weapons with a busted rifle and an empty shotgun.
Burr was being evasive with each attack from Reaper blocked or dodged. He kept trying to counter, but Reaper had him beat on offense. Noah could see that each strike was wearing down Burr. Not wasting any time, Noah drew out his shield and grabbed it by the edges. Jumping from the stairs, he struck Reaper from above and rolled in front of Burr. His instincts clicked and he raised it to cover both of them as Reaper lifted up one of his guns and fired. The bullet bounced off the shield and the two rushed Reaper.
Though the years apart have set them apart, their coordination was still on point. One strike would come from Burr. Another would be a kick from Noah. The two were fluid with their teamwork as they both laid a beatdown of weak but effective strikes.
Reaper grew frustrated with not getting a single breath in the fight. Each punch he would through would be deflected or blocked by that bright blue shield. He kept using his shotgun, but it the bullets wouldn't meet their mark. Burr kicked him in the abdomen as Noah kneed him in the face. The enforcer of Talon stumbled back having the two charge together and push him against the wall.
The two struck hard and fast with each blow chipping away at Reaper. The wraith couldn't understand how the tables turned so quickly. Deciding enough was enough, he screamed bloody murder and gave a hard kick to Noah's shield. The force sent the agent flying across the room. Burr stopped to look back, but Reaper grabbed him by the throat and slammed him into the ground.
"Enough!" Reaper said. He looked at the two as they were struggling to get up. "You know you two are good. Though Burr, I'd like you to learn something about disarming your enemies." Turning his shotgun to Burr's hand, Reaper pulled the trigger and Burr screamed in white hot pain. His left hand was now bloody paste and Reaper laughed as he stepped on his elbow, shattering it. Burr withered in agony as Reaper grinded his boot in.
"Keep screaming. It'll just make your death more enjoyable." Noah looked at Burr in abject horror. "NO!"
"Would you like a taste of what he's going through?"
"You ruthless bastard! I'll make you suffer."
"Try me." Noah got up on his feet and pulled up his shield for the fourth time. Letting out a battle cry, Noah ran toward Reaper with nothing, but rage. Reaper let his rage be his downfall as he calmly dodged each one of Noah's attacks. The super soldier has seen men like him fall underneath their rage. And while others can use it effectively, his type can't. He caught the shield in his hand and tore it away from Noah's possession. He pistol whipped Noah with his gun and let the agent fall to the ground.
Reaper stepped back from Noah as the agent tried to stand up, but only stood up on his knees. "You are quite stubborn aren't you." Noah looked at him with pure disdain in his eyes. He spit a wad of blood and it landed on Reaper's face. The tip of Reaper's boot met Noah's diaphragm. Noah coughed more blood and the Talon enforcer chuckled.
"You known despite you being just a little pest a few months ago, you seemed to have grown up since the last time I saw Widowmaker wreck your sorry ass. It's impressive to say the least."
"Are you always this charming with victims or am I the first?" Noah asked in pain. Reaper laughed and looked at Burr. "You're not the first, but that doesn't take away from your accomplishments of living this long."
Noah swung his arm, but Reaper caught it and swiftly broke it! Noah fell to the ground with everything in pain. His body was almost completely broken, but his mind kept screaming at him to fight. It wasn't over yet. Though he seemed ready to throw in the towel. "It'd be a shame to shoot you like a dog, why don't you serve a better use and become my meal."
He grabbed Noah by the throat and Noah could feel something other than air leave his body. The color of cheeks turned paler, his body seemed to be losing all its nutrients, and the light of defiance in his eyes were fading. Burr could only watch his best friend have his lifeforce drained away by that monster and couldn't do anything about it. That was until he looked to the side and found a live wire hanging out.
Noah's grip on Reaper's wrist started to slacken as the wraith came closer and closer to his prize. Reaper smiled to see the flicker of life in his victim began to die out. He could almost taste new power come to him before high voltage overcame him. He dropped Noah and looked behind to see Burr, with his good arm and hand, impale a wire into his body. The current flowed into his body, stopping him in his tracks. The electricity attacked his nanites locking them in place as Burr kicked Reaper down into a puddle of water.
"BuUUUUuuRRRrr!" Reaper screamed as Burr grabbed Noah and dragged him by the collar. When they reached the stairs, Noah could barely move a muscle as everything seemed to be drained from him. His body felt lighter, his senses duller, and himself thinner. The color in his eyes were fading, but carried a few shades of their original color.
Burr was breathing hard as he took some of the grenades attached to Noah's belt and threw them down near the pillars. "Suffer being buried alive asshole." The grenades broke the pillars and the room collapsed on itself. Burying the dead soldier trapped by a live wire underneath.
Noah watched things slowly happen when Burr was pulling him out of the fight. The fires of the building rose up and he could see black smoke almost move like a snake through the sky. Voices could be heard and grew louder when he heard a thunk on the ground. The voices got closer as one man picked him up. The red visor gave it away that it was 76. He lifted Noah off the ground with Winston picking up Burr.
The two looked terrible. Burr finally caved in to his wounds and fell under shock from blood loss. Noah's body has been drained of almost everything. He couldn't see it, but to everyone else he resembled a man who shriveled up into an almost empty husk. They called in the ship as Tracer looked at them with the feeling of deja vu to their first meeting.
Those two would fight Talon alone together. They would escape a building with Overwatch agents at the ready. Both were near death. Winston looked at Tracer and acknowledged what just transpired.
Pharah kept her composure as the ship came in. The agents boarded on after Mercy and Ana help the two get on board first. Genji and McCree watched Noah be placed on the stretcher and being led in. Genji was always a calm man, but seeing his friend/student almost die for the second time was too much. He banged his fist against the metal wall that left a dent on the inside. No one faulted him on it.
The ship was cut between resting area, medical, and pilot. Tracer was piloting the ship, but was really allowing the autopilot to do the job. The rest area held most of others, waiting to go home. The medical field was with Lucio, Ana, 76, and Mercy working on stabilizing the two most damaged.
Mercy was in full doctor mode as she had 76 and Lucio provide simultaneous healing sessions with both their music and biotic field. Ana inserted her nanites to care for major wounds on Burr and carefully wrapped up his nub.
Mercy was working hard on Noah. She managed to bandage his arm with the leftover medical supplies, but she had to her staff focuses mainly on healing him. She didn't hesitate to go full power on him. Anything to regain any color or sigh of a stable body would be a great help. "Come on, come on."
His vitals were low and were only stabilizing with the constant exposure to the healing elements. 76 looked down on the two and sighed. His gaze was on Noah and since he knew who Reaper was it just angered him even more. Mercy asked him and Ana to leave and let her Lucio take over from there.
The two old soldiers left and faced the fact that Reaper, Gabe, has become even more stronger than they thought. He managed to subdue all of the Overwatch agents and take on multiple injuries without even dying. They weren't fighting a man, it was a demon.
Finding a corner to rest the two sat down and with the shadows covering their faces, removed their masks. "It's been awhile since we rode together on a ship back to Gibraltar, Jack."
"It has. Though this wasn't my intention when we wanted to find you. Well not my intention, I had no idea what the kid wanted."
"I never imagined you working with someone especially with what you've doing around the world." Jack's eyebrow perked up as Ana gave him a sly smile. "You heard…"
"Of course. Your bounty is about as big as mine. Even after all these years we still find something to compete on."
"I never thought I'd be competing with a dead woman. Though it would've been nice to hear from you after the incident with Widowmaker." Ana instinctively reached for her eye patch. "I thought it'd be easier if I just disappeared. I've taken so many lives and I was so...tired of all the fighting."
"Really?" Jack growled. She didn't flinch in fear and pulled out a sniper round. Twirling it around her fingers, Ana found the words to explain more. "Also seeing Widowmaker, Amelie, turn from a loving woman into a cold blooded killer scared me. What if one of us were captured and turns us into that. What if you or me or…" She swallowed the fear in her heart, "My daughter were taken by Talon. Losing your humanity, burning the bridges between you and your loved ones, I couldn't imagine what that'd be if any more of us stood a threat to Talon. I had to disappear to protect those who I loved."
Jack's eyes gazed at the metal floor. "And looked how that turned out. We lost everyone. Your daughter became a soldier and the work we've done for the past 20 years was basically undone."
"Are you saying this is my fault?"
"I'm saying it might've been different if you were there for Gabriel and me. Reinhardt had to retire and without either of you two, everything just went to hell. I...I just wish you there to help us in our time of need. You were our friend, Ana."
"Jack." She said softly. The old soldier put his mask on. "It doesn't matter though. Right now I just want to fix our mess one last time before the new generation just bears it weight. You've seen one of them."
"Noah. Yes I saved him and I think he'll be of great help to Overwatch. Especially with all that's going on." She stopped and looked at some of the other sleeping agents. "I'm going to stay."
"Hm?"
"Kids these days don't know how bad things are, but I want to help our friends leave a stronger Overwatch behind. One born not out of war, but of heroism and the positive aspects of humanity."
"I suppose this is the part where you ask for my help."
"You don't have to. You can carry on with your mission." Jack shook his head and pointed at the medical wing where Mercy was working. "If those kids are going to be running Overwatch then I need to make sure they'll be ready. Besides it'd be nice to have reunite with some old friends."
"Of course. Though I really hope you can keep up with some of these young ones. We're not getting any younger."
"Old age is underrated. We should appreciate living this long." That was his only reply as the two finally relaxed on the ship together. A new objective in mind. Then a thought occured. "How're we going to explain our comeback from the dead? Fareeha's going to be pissed once she sees you."
Ana nodded. "I trust she'll have her friends be there to comfort her. Honestly I would be mad too if my parents suddenly appeared after thinking for years they were dead. Though I'm just happy to be with the woman she's become these days."
Placing her mask on the two finally let everything go and let sleep take over. The flight continued quietly as everyone were just happy to get out alive.
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'Sweet child of mine, how are you?'
'Oh dear child, tell me what bothers you.'
'Let my take on your problems oh sweet child of mine.'
The song rang through his ears as when Noah's vision was blurry. Trying to focus on something he could hear the music near him. The piano melody was his tie to whatever state of conscious he was stuck in. His vision sharpened somewhat and he could see someone just replacing his IV bag. He moved his hand which seemed almost impossible. It felt like lifting a ton of lead.
"H-Hey…" Noah touched the figure's arm and the figure react by withdrawing their arm. They seemed to be looking straight at him before things went too fast. He heard words coming out so fast it seemed like a jumbled mess, but the figure leaned in and hugged him. He groaned at the squeeze yet felt a familiar warmth to it. Blonde hair, worried eyes, lab coat. Angela! "An...Angela."
She was now speaking full German. He wanted to stop her, but his arms were not responsive. "I...I'm fine. Let me up." She slowed down and he started to see a bit better. The dark circles were more prominent. Her hand touched his cheek and could feel how cold it was also he felt so much lighter.
"Jesus, I thought you were gone. She breathed out. "Angela...what...happened?"
"You've been out for two weeks. I-I had to put you two through intensive care. I had…"
"Wait, Burr. Is he-?" Angela finally smiled and pulled the curtain next door. Next to him was Lucio feeding him some food. The two were talking but Burr looked right at the two. He looked better. No cuts or scratches, but still he seemed a little off.
"Glad you're worried about me." He chuckled. "Looks like we both got out there alive. And conscious for once."
"We...literally...teamed up...twice. There's not enough...for a...pattern." Noah croaked out. "Though how're holding up?"
"Feels like I was drained empty of my entire life." Burr's smile dropped slowly. Reaper's hands flashed before, but it was just a flash. "You're not wrong."
"You were under more critical care than Burr was and he…" His friend lifted his left hand and Noah's eyes widened to see a mechanical hand in his place. "I loved that sci-fi series, but I never imagined I'd lose my hand somewhat like him."
"Burr…"
"It's fine." Angela said. She gave a signal and closed the curtain on him. "He'll be up and out there in couple weeks. You, however, need your rest." She softly pushed him back against the bed. "Wait, what about...everyone else?"
"Your visitors can come once I am sure you have enough strength for some, but please get some sleep." He wanted to resist, however the hands of sleep got to him and his eyes weighed down. Angela was close again, just like they were at the battlefield, but she stopped herself. He was her ally, patient, assistant, and friend. It felt weird to be so close to him and wanting this. Plus she's seen Fareeha and Lena, the two cared for him as much as she did. Still she couldn't stop her head. She pressed her lips softly against his temple.
'Maybe later.'
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Noah woke up later. His eyes giving a dull pain so he looked around and found his old pair of glasses on the stand. It's been awhile since he's seen or wore them, he put them on and sat up. It was clear to him it was night time His throat was so dry and his bed began feel more uncomfortable. Also one of his arms are in a cast.
Looking around, Noah saw his body wasn't attached to any tubes. Taking a hesitant move, he shifted his body over and felt his stomach growl. He looked around his room for any substance and found a green apple and a glass of water next to it. A note was attached to the tray.
'Found these and ran them through Angela. She said they were fine, eat up luv! ~Lena'
He smiled softly at the note and took a deep swig of water and munched on the delicate green fruit. They were still cold, so they must've been dropped off not so long ago. It was greatly appreciated and it was nice to know he was with friends again.
Running his hand through for any changes, he felt surprised to feel the muscle mass he's gained from all his adventures were barely there. In fact, he could barely feel his ribs and almost count all of them. "Jesus, what happened to me?"
The curtain opened and Noah found Angela doing her nightly rounds. She almost gasped in surprise before shutting her mouth. "Noah." She whispered. "You're awake."
"Kind of?" He responded weakly. The drink and snack were great. It made talking easier. The doctor walked over and placed her hand on his shoulder. "No you need to get more rest."
"Angela, I've been in this bed for quite some time. I really want to get up."
"Did you see your body? I don't think…"
"I seen it plus the broken arm. If you won't let me go then can you at least tell me what's been going on?" She nodded, agreeing with that proposition.
"You and Burr have been out of the fight for some time after we recovered you from the battlefield. Burr lost his hand and was badly damaged, you on the other hand..." She reached for the clipboard and files at the end of his bed, "Have been drained of most your strength. Your cells were deteriorating especially around your neck. I've pinpointed nanites in your body that have luckily been deactivated from the electrical shock Burr delivered Reaper. Do you remember any of that?"
He put his mind to the battle and everything came flooding in. Saving Angela, Burr bating Reaper, his argument with Fareeha, and the team up on Reaper. His breathing picked up when his arm remembered the pain of Reaper snapping it. And then when he grabbed Noah by the throat, Noah could feel his life be drained away. His strength, his very existence seemed to leave him and it…
Noah felt Angela grab his good hand. He didn't even realize he was crying when she dabbed his damp cheeks. "Calm down, calm down, I don't want to put you under again." She chuckled softly.
"I...I couldn't do anything. I rushed in there like an idiot trying to save Burr. I could've waited-I could've helped you guys, but…" He clenched his good hand into a tight fist. "I almost broke my promise again trying to save Burr."
"Fareeha told me. I would berate you on such rash actions, but I don't want to make things worse."
"I would've hurt you guys if I died. For real this time." He looked down regretfully. The thought of him dying again after getting him back occured to Angela and she shook her head of any of those fears. "Well you're alive, so that's-!"
Her eyes widened when Noah leaned down and hugged her with his weak arms. "I-I don't want to hurt you guys anymore." He was sobbing now and Angela could chalk it up to having everything just finally hitting him. She patted his back and cooed soft german phrases to calm him down.
"I left all of you without even sending a word. I-I attacked you guys just to find someone."
"76 told us that you wanted to find Ana."
Angela remembered something. "By the way Ana revealed herself to the others. It was surprise to say the least."
"People don't just reappear from the dead."
"You did." Noah opened his mouth to protest, but shut it. "Wait, how did Fareeha take it?! I remember Ana saying she was her daughter." Angela winced at what happened when it did. It was rather unfavorable for Ana to come back in.
To say her daughter was pissed was an understatement. She's been avoiding Ana like the plague and while it was amazing Ana was back the tension was there at meetings. She expects Fareeha to snap soon.
"She took it rather hard. It's hard to imagine meeting your mother after all these years." Noah's eyes flashed sadness. "Yeah it would be."
"Though I hope this doesn't hurt my relationship with everyone else. I mean I did fight all of them off with 76."
She chuckled when he mentioned that. They were more embarrassed rather than defeated. "It isn't justified and it rather infuriated Lucio. You busted his jaw and he did say you owe him a favor for saving your life." He laughed and sniffled while he hugged as tight as he can. She returned it just as affectionately. "I'm sorry for scaring you and making you hurt."
"It's fine. You're still alive and that's enough." The two withdrew and he gave her a sad smile. He felt like a sobbing child apologizing over and over for a simple mistake yet her gaze relaxed him. In fact it reminded him of what happened before Reaper's attack. They were close, one was flooded with emotion, and the other stood there to comfort them. Angela seemed to think the same way and decided to speak.
"You know we can't…"
"Why?"
"You're too close of a friend for something so much. I don't want to break your heart." It was obvious the two shared something, but the circumstances and the pain of friendship made them question if moving up was worth it. He's had his heart broken before and that set a small fear of might happen if he opened himself up for someone else. Though he was up for it, if it would bring some form of peace to his life.
Angela was married to her work, the results of her research has saved many lives with each one better for it. If she allowed herself to gain personal happiness the world she strived for will be on hold. She took on the burden and could not allow such a thing to happen. Not when there's more work to do.
No, they cared for each other and might act upon it, however one wouldn't be able to commit as much as the other would. "I understand."
He withdrew but she gripped onto his hands. Noah looked at her curiously. "But…we can try it once. If that'll be enough." Just one to satisfy their own needs.
"More than enough." She pushed her head up and softly kissed him on the lips. It was wonderful, Noah felt like his old strength was coming back. The two were balanced well as they put the right amount of power/passion into it. They two broke apart breathless as the low light covered their deep blushes. "That's enough right?"
"I'm satisfied." Noah may still feel things, but he couldn't let that hold him back. Angela was his friend and that was that. It was time to move on. The two would carry on as friends from that point on and the little moment being their secret kept only between themselves. "Now please get some sleep."
"You're right. Night doc." He laid back down and put his glasses on the side. Angela placed the covers over him and left the man to let him sleep peacefully. Once she was a good distance away, her body swayed under how happy she was getting that kiss.
Angela almost forgot they were still friends after that, but when she left medical bay Angela found Fareeha walking by. "Oh Fareeha."
"Greetings, Angela. Are you doing late rounds again?"
"I was…" She sighed and tried to push back the event that keeps playing in her mind. "Don't stay up too late. Winston told me you've been working rather hard on your investigations while caring for your patients."
"That is true. I have been working hard these past few days." Fareeha studied the doctor for a little bit and saw how bright she was compared of the rest of the day. "Though i'm guessing all that coffee has finally kicked in."
"Hm?" Angela glanced at her curiously. Coffee? What could she mean by that? Then she realized that her little bouts of joy were easier to spot than she intended. "Oh yeah, it must've kicked in. My body's been working non-stop for the past few hours."
Then she realized something important. "What are you doing up so late Fareeha? It's three in the morning." The relaxed face of the captain melted off. "I just wanted to go out for a walk. That's all."
"Well alright." The doctor walked passed Fareeha and the captain stopped her. "Wait Angela, I have something to ask."
"Go ahead." Fareeha rubbed her arm nervously for some reason as she stood before Angela. "Would Noah be open for visits by tomorrow?" Angela looked her questioningly and Fareeha felt her cheeks unknowingly grown hot.
"Lena wanted to know. She asked me to ask if I ever saw you out." Now that made more sense. Lena would always try to visit Noah, but angela always turned her away because she wanted to study his condition and find a way to treat his wounds with precision. It made sense yet that didn't explain the nervous body language.
"Yes, I just checked up on him and he seemed well enough to carry conversations and feed himself. Though it'll be a little while before he gain enough body mass to even begin training let alone missions."
"I don't care about that, I'm just glad my friend is fine." The tone she said it in was an alarm ringer because it was the tone she used when hiding something. "Then you can tell Lena that he'll be open for visits."
The doctor walked ahead. "Fareeha." And decided on giving some advice for her future.
"Yes Angela?" The doctor turned and pointed at the door. "When you two are training together later on please refrain from giving him as many injuries as before."
"Of course. I'll hold back until he's back at full strength." Angela smiled. "Of course. It'd be a shame for you to hurt the person you care for so badly." Her implications were laced in that sentence and Fareeha felt it.
"Wa-Wait! What're you implying?" Angela continued to walk down the hall with a flustered Fareeha staying still in her place. "Angela? Angela!" The doctor smiled knowing that he may not have to look hard for someone in the future. That was if they both played their cards right.
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Who's ready for break? Meeeee. Anyways it's time we wind back on the action and spend some time with our heroes. I think we all deserved it. Review as always and I'll see you then.