Fareeha and Sebastian walked out of the tea shop warm and ready to go. Fareeha especially felt good the owner didn't take any drastic measures on her choking out her tea. She cleaned her mess and the two were on their way. "I really wanted you to meet Jameson though. He would've freaked out to see me with you."

"You with an Overwatch agent or you with a girl?" A voice behind them said. The two turned around and Sebastian smiled. "Jameson! And your girls. Jameson and his girls, how are you?"

"We're fine Mr. Sebastian." One of the girls said. Sebastian held two fists up and the girls greeted him with a fist bump. They looked behind him and saw Fareeha standing there. And there were supernovas exploding in their eyes when they saw her. "PHARAH!"

Fareeha was taken back as the two girls ran past Sebastian and toward Fareeha. He turned to her and gave fake tears. "Fareeha, how could you take my favorite little girls away from me?" She didn't know how to react before the two girls were clamoring over her.

Jameson laughed alongside Sebastian as Fareeha held the little girls. "Hi, I'm Elena and this is my sister Cameron!"

"Hello!" Cameron almost shouted. Fareeha nervously laughed as she tried not dropping the two. Sebastian turned to Jameson and whispered something in his ear. Jameson took out his phone and took a picture of the two.

"Prosperity." The two said. Fareeha was occupied with the children as Jameson turned to Sebastian. "And what exactly prompted Fareeha Amari to be with an urch like you?"

"Stopping an assassination attempt." He replied. "You know I never knew your girls were Pharah fans, I assumed they were fans of Tracer or McCree."

"Cameron likes cowboys and Elena loves the pilot, but they share their love for Pharah equally. You have no idea how many times I heard "justice rains from above!" during pillow fights. So many feathers."

"Yeah I know that feeling. She's pretty awesome." Sebastian said as he felt a warm feeling. Not from the tea, but from something else. It felt familiar. "So what brings you to town?"

"The shop was closed today, but my kids needed school supplies." Sebastian nodded as he saw Fareeha slowly getting used to the kids around her. They were listening with high interest as she was telling them something. Sebastian could almost imagine if it was story involving him from the past. Something he no longer has.

He shook his head and turned to Jameson. "You alright?"

"Just remembering something. We should get going. I have work." Jameson nodded and the two walked over. Fareeha saw them walking towards her and put the kids down. The girls look disappointed before turning over to Sebastian. "Mr. Sebastian?"

He knelt down. "Yes Cameron?"

"When you marry Miss Amari, can we be your flower girls?" Fareeha froze cold in her tracks as she saw the saw the blush grow on Sebastian's face grow. He petted her head and smiled. "I think if I get married in general I will have you two as my flower girls."

The kids gave a wide smile before Sebastian urged them back to their father. "I would say this has been a rather interesting trip that's made my girls happy. Hey Sebastian next time if you bring Miss Amari or anyone else drinks are on me." They left as Fareeha walked toward Sebastian. She didn't expect him to wrap his arm around her waist and pull her in.

"Um before you leave can you stay for free drinks?" She looked at amusingly questioned. He chuckled. "Actually I think can bring you and Angela over. She could afford to relax and enjoy the sights."

"If you say so. I wouldn't mind that." Sebastian smiled as he saw Fareeha clutch her side. "It's fine. The kids didn't notice that they were pressing against my bandages, but I stuck through." She gasped when Sebastian turned over and faced her. "We should head home. Here." He pulled his phone out and clicked a button.

They waited a second before they heard whirring sound from the down the street. Fareeha turned around and saw the motorcycle riding down. Sebastian got on and patted the end. She walked over and wrapped her arms around him. The warmth of the tea shop was faded and now it was back to the cold. Fareeha didn't see the blush on Sebastian's face as they rode out of town.

Meanwhile Sombra and Angela were sitting down and discussing business. "I get that, but Burr knows me. If things go wrong you can expose me."

"But what will happen to Noah if that happens?" Angela asked. Sombra looked at her surprised. "I...I refuse to forget about my friend. And I intend on helping him with his amnesia once my mission is over."

"Right, I forget you're one of the leading physicians of our time. Do you really think you can bring him back? After all that's happened, do you expect Sebastian to agree to this?"

"I believe I can bring him back and Sebastian and noah are one in the same. Despite the amnesia, he's still there. And I refuse to leave him be." Angela declared. Sombra smirked, "You know once he's back it's gonna be hard for him to choose?"

"Choose?"

"Well yeah. You know he's been living with me for over two years and you and Fareeha had months. I wonder who he'd rather be with." Angela blushed. "What are you talking about? I'm here to help my-"

"He's friend, but I've seen those eyes while I was spying on you for Talon. You're crazy for him. In fact I think there was one instance where you wanted him to take you down and-" Angela covered her mouth as her blush went to a bright red. "Be quiet! It's not like that, Fareeha's the one that wants that. Not me!"

Sombra was laughing. "Oh Justice wants him as well, just don't bother lying to be about that. But tell me...is he a good kisser?" Angela couldn't handle the question and retreated away from the room. "I'm out!" Sombra was laughing as she remembered her own moment. It was refreshing to see these reactions. Very remnant of having her own friends. She sighed happy at that thought. It was unlikely, but she hoped they could be friends.

She brushed whatever off her pants when she heard footsteps. "And for the record, yes!"

Sombra howled with laughter as Angela walked away from the room and making sure her stuff was there. She grumbled under her breath about how she could've said such things and took a moment to breath. "He is and will be my patient. First and foremost. No relations will be formed as long as the patient is under my care."

"Under whose care?" Angela almost jumped out of her skin when she turned around and saw Sebastian there. "Oh Sebastian, how's-how's it going? How was your time out?"

"Fun. I took Fareeha to this tea place and she met a couple of the locals there. We had a fun time." Angela absently nodded with that. "Speaking of which, next time we travel I want to take you and Fareeha both out for drinks."

"What?" She chortled. "Well I thought we still got off the wrong foot. Allow me to repay you by a few drinks. Non-alcoholic or alcoholic is your choice. Jameson's flexible." Angela saw the sincere offer and grinned.

"We both owe each other something for that argument. Listen, Sebastian I want to help treat with your amnesia." He blinked before pulling back. "Uh, I don't know."

"It doesn't have to be successful." She bit the inside of cheek. "If my tactics don't work then it should at least survive a foundation for solving others amnesia." Sebastian saw a figure behind Angela in the mirror. It wasn't the woman. It was himself. The mirror past the open door was right before him and showed his reflection except...it was different. He was wearing prison clothes with a pair of blue goggles.

Sebastian blinked and his reflection returned.

"You know I just offered drinks, but it seems Doctor Ziegler seems to one up me on this. Sure I'll let you help me fix my amnesia, Doc." She blinked happily at the old pet name he always used. She sighed and opened her mouth. "Oh wait, before we start do you mind if I check on Fareeha? She came before I did and I promised to be her second eyes."

"You know I could do it. I'm the doctor." Angela said. Sebastian rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah, I guess so, but I made a promise and I try not to break those."

"Emphasis on try." She mumbled. "Huh?"

"Nothing. Go on ahead and help Fareeha. Keep your promise and I'll keep mine." Sebastian nodded his head before walking out. "I look forward to working on this problem with you, doc!"

He was gone when she let her blush flow naturally at hearing that again. "Me too." Sebastian walked down the halls and opened the door. Fareeha was sitting there with the medicine and bandages. "Oh Sebastian there you are. I thought Angela was coming."

"Come on I said I'd help you and I will. Besides I've taken basic medical training from Sombra. I think I've got an idea." He moved behind her as Fareeha felt a question bubble up. "How close are you to Sombra?"

"Hm?" Noah said as Fareeha slid off her shirt and he saw her bare back. "I mean how close are you and Sombra. You've lived with each other for two years. Could you classify it?"

"I don't know what you want me to classify." Sebastian said as he reached over and slowly tore the bandage. She grabbed an end and unwrapped it. He took a moment to look over it and see the many scars that weren't from her injuries. Some looked like burns, others cuts, most likely bullet wounds on some, and overall it was basically a tale engraved on her skin. He gingerly moved the tips of his fingers over scars and felt the quiet between them familiar.

For a second the room turned into a dojo for some reason. Fareeha's back was covered by a black tank top and his clothes were different. He blinked again and the setting changed. It was back to normal.

He grabbed the bandages and the medicine. "The wounds look ok. However the doctor did say to change them out at least once, I think. And Fareeha, me and Sombra have been pals for those two years. She my caretaker, my boss, and my friend. I owe her a lot for what she's done."

"I see." Fareeha said. She moved her head and saw him applying the medicine to the bandages. "It should sting for the initial second."

"I'm familiar with the pain." Fareeha said. Her skin felt the cold medicine on the bandage touch and she hissed at the sting. "And for the record she's not my girlfriend to what some of the town folk assume. That's something I want a little later after life."

She felt his hands contrast the cold medicine as he put a little pressure against the cloth. "A little later?"

"It's something I would like to do once I get a hold of my life. I can't really do that until I get a hold on this whole amnesia thing. And if I'm honest even though Sombra says she moved on about it, I get the feeling she really didn't. After you guys came, I just...see something in her eyes."

"Heh, sorry."

"No, it's alright." She turned to say something, but saw Sebastian with his eyes close. He was holding the roll out as she looked at. "Am I gonna wrap up?" He said.

She grabbed the roll and just realized why his eyes were closed. She felt her cheeks heat up as she quickly rolled up the rest of her injuries. "Are you still topless?"

"Give me a second." She put on a shirt as the door slammed open.

"Qué estás haciendo?! No hagas eso aquí!"

It was Sombra as Sebastian opened an eye. "Oh Sombra. We're just dressing Fareeha's wounds." Sombra seemed shocked before coughing once to regain her composure. "Are you sure? For a second I thought-nevermind." Sebastian tilted his head.

"Sombra, are you implying we were-" He didn't finish that sentence as Fareeha freaked out at what he gonna say and smacked him in the face with the pillow near her side. "We weren't doing any of that!"

The hacker and the soldier were confused on what to do when Angela arrived. "Don't worry Sombra I know how that feels. Follow me and just keep walking, we'll leave the two alone."

"Angela, what do you mean by that? Don't walk away! Angela!" But the doctor and the hacker were gone as Sebastian got up with the pillow still on his face.

"Do I even wanna know?" He asked muffled. Fareeha put her head in her hands as she tried not to imagine his confused face and what basically the situation was. "Fareeha? Fareeeha? Hello?"

The soldier ignored him as she turned away. "Just ignore it Sebastian." He pulled off the pillow and looked at her. "Don't worry about Sombra. She can assume things and I don't know what she imagined was going through her head."

"..." Fareeha couldn't believe it. She was replaying the words spoken before Sombra came in and felt more and more embarrassed. Sebastian was lucky he couldn't read her mind or else it would make things more awkward. After a moment passed, Sebastian turned to her. "Hey Fareeha, you got some cool scars."

"Thank you?" She said. "You know I got some scars too. I don't know where most came from but if I worked with you guys in the past something must be up." Fareeha glanced at his face and saw a faded scar on his cheek.

She remembered that cut. It was during their escape and after Noah blew up the energy cores. It seemed to be a temporary one as she lifted her hand and gently moved her thumb across it. Sebastian was taken aback by the action and felt the familiarity return. Fareeha's casual clothes turned into black and red military garb. Her face was tired, but her eyes were happy for some reason.

Sebastian clenched the bedsheets and the scene dissipated. Fareeha had a confused look on her face as Sebastian moved his hand over hers. "Did-did we…?"

"Sebastian?" She asked. He leaned in as did she when a rumbling in her chest was controlling her. They were an inch before pulling back. "I should probably get ready for bed." Fareeha looked disappointed as he pulled back and stood from the bed. "Angela can look over any of your other injuries. I'll just get going. Good night."

Fareeha leaned over and kissed Sebastian on corner of his lips. "Good night and thanks for the tea." He nervously chuckled before walking out. He muttered one last goodbye and closed the door behind him. Fareeha watched before sinking back into her bed, almost screaming in her pillow for doing something so brazen.

Sebastian put his hand over the area she kissed and tired focusing on the images. A blurry image was slowly appearing, but then it was lost to the darkness. He could almost recall Fareeha's outfits. One was...a gi? And the other was...soldier garb. He unconsciously rubbed his cheek and gave one of the most genuinely happy smiles on his face. It was strange to feel these things despite knowing her for a day. Sebastian looked at his hand and clenched it. "Were we…?"

His conversation with her at the tea shop returned as he remembered the look in her eyes when he asked if he had a girlfriend. If they shared something then maybe…

He stopped himself as the images of Fareeha faded. He couldn't recall it. His fist tightened at that. "Damn it."

Several rooms away, Sombra and Angela were watching with wide expressions. The hacker whistled at the show before them, laid down, and closed the screen. "Wow, Justice works fast."

Angela tried ignoring that despite seeing Fareeha's actions on screen. "And might've helped Sebastian. If I remember correctly, these two shared quiet moments together. Maybe this situation could help bring back Noah's memories." Angela took note of it as Sombra sat up and opened the holo-screen. "She was this close to jumping him! Did you see that predatory look in her eyes?"

"How does that help my patient?" Angela asked though she felt a small ping of jealousy on how fast Sebastian and Fareeha moved. "Maybe topless women that he liked should help."

Angela smacked Sombra on the back of the head. "None of this perverse antics are going to cure his amnesia! Now get your mind out of the gutter."

"You're just jealous that he swooned you over by calling you, "Doc", while Fareeha almost hooked him in." Sombra said. "Would you stop dragging this toward my feelings in this! Besides it's not like you got anywhere!"

"Or have I?" Angela opened her mouth to chew her out, but closed it. "I almost fell for that." They heard footsteps as Sebastian passed the doorway. "Hey Sebastian."

He turned toward Sombra and she blew a kiss. He rolled his eyes and returned the gesture. Angela was given a quick wave before Sebastian continued his walk down to his room. Sombra turned her smugly. "Fell for what?"

"I'm not going to fight over him like a piece of meat. I just need to do my job." Sombra snickered. "Go ahead do your job, just remember to have fun!" Angela clutched her staff as she angrily smiled. "Good night Sombra."

"Night Angel." Sombra laughed as the medic left the room. Angela walked over to the room she and Fareeha share and opened it. Her roommate was surprised when she came in. "Angela! I see you got your equipment fixed."

"Yes I did. And with it I can heal your injuries. If you may." Fareeha prepared herself as Angela pointed the staff toward her. The beam hit Fareeha and slowly repaired her injuries. It was slow since Angela didn't want to overstress the weapons. After a few minutes, Fareeha gave a huge sigh of relief when it was done. She peeked underneath her bandages before ripping it off. There was no sign of the assassin's doing.

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Amélie jumped down as she saw Burr walking back. He looked drained as if he had just regressed back to where he was two years. He closed the door and sighed hard. "Burr, are you alright?"

"Are you?" She gave a shrug, but he put on a small smile and reached for the first aid kit. "I can tell that you're hurt. That assassin got you hard." She scoffed at that as Burr pulled up her sleeve. But before he proceeded, Burr reached for her watch and switched it off. The color of her skin returned to blue and her brown eyes returned to gold.

"...is something wrong with the disguise?" Burr grabbed a flask of water and a towel. "You know Angela's offer still stands. She can find a way to undo Talon's surgical procedures on your heart rate and undo most of the damage."

"Burr, I thought we talked about this. As long as you're in the fight I will be. Besides I've been a great help to Overwatch." Burr gave a small 'hm'. "Why do want me to do the procedure? If I do then a good bit of my skills will fall with the new form. I would be of no use to you."

"Don't say that. You've done more than enough. Fighting with me and the others proves you've changed, but Amélie I think you deserve a chance at a normal life."

"..." The assassin didn't answer, but her eyes widened at that prospect. "You've been unfairly removed from your life, you lost your husband, and you've been a weapon. And despite being free from Talon you still fight with us. You deserve a second chance."

"Where's this coming from? Burr…" Burr wrapped the bandage around her arm as she turned his head. "Are you trying to get rid off me?"

"No, God no! Amélie I want in my life more than anything. I just...I just want to repay you for everything. Sticking with us for the past few years and being a tremendous help. I want to repay for that." She snaked her arms around her neck as she faced him. "You don't have to mon cher. It isn't necessary."

"Please take it." Burr pleaded, his expression shifted again. She saw the torn sight she saw in Africa. The gaze at the funeral. The helpless look as he watched his closest friend die. "Amélie, I can't afford to lose anyone else least of all you! I can't take a chance on that and with Gideon involved I just…"

"We're in this together Burr. You didn't convert my allegiance by standing aside. And even if things were to go south, I won't allow Gideon or anyone else get between us. Noah, his mother, Burr I promise I won't end up like them. I will be with you till the end."

Burr let his shoulders drop as he hung his head in defeat. "I don't know what to do anymore with you. I guess you'll stick by me." He looked up with a somewhat determined look.

"Till the end." They both said. "And if I was going to ever retire, I want you to do one thing for me." He raised an eyebrow as Amélie kissed him. She pushed him down and laid on top of him. "And what would that be? Retire with you and get married?"

She looked up and winked. Burr blushed hard at that and sputtered a response as she turned over. Burr in the meantime was currently thinking on that. He felt his heart soar in surprise and secret relief at that proposal. He almost giggled at the idea before Gideon's words rang in his head.

"That woman loved her husband to such an extent it might not even be possible to reach it unless some part of him was in you." Gerard's legacy. He suspected he was this for years, but it was always smacked down by firm denial. Gerard, that man has been an influence in his life since he met them all those years ago. All the skills, the gun play, the combat, the strategies, everything he's learned was from that man. But how much of Gerard was in him? He was still more than that, right? But what did Amélie see? Did she see more of Burr or her husband?

He felt her pull him in close and made him the little spoon. He leaned over and kissed her hand. Five years knowing each other and here they were still together. However he let her hold him as Gideon's face reappeared. He clenched his teeth before calming down.

'After Gideon, perhaps then I can…' His thoughts just slowed down as he felt the grasp of sleep come over him. It's been a long day. A really long day.

Across the ocean and into the land, two assassins were training. "Come on Aryt! Try harder!" Aryt put up his arm and caught the blow, he twisted around and kicked Angel away. The woman stumbled back as he continued his assault on her. As one of the few personal assassins Vishkar had under there belt that don't include private contractors, these two were very important pieces.

Angel caught his foot and spun around. She threw him across the room and he growled at the pain. Standing up, he reached into his pocket and pulled out two knives. He charged forward and had one blade pointed right at her. She waited one second before jerking her foot up and ejected the knife up.

The assassin caught the handle and deflected the first blade. Sparks flew when they met and continued as Aryt struck harder with each swipe. Angel kept a calm face as they continued to spar. Finally she caught one of his knives in a deadlock before catching the second arm. Angel jerked up her knees and Aryt felt incredible pain in his abdomen. He fell onto his knees before Angel picked him up by the throat and slamming him into the floor.

"Nice job. One minute and thirty seconds before you were defeated. You last ten seconds longer." He got up and rubbed his throat. "Next time, try fighting smarter not harder. Wouldn't want that annoyance to kick your ass again."

"How long are going to keep reminding me of that?"

"Since it's your fuck up." Aryt stood up and patted himself off. "That stranger's going to get what's coming to him in time. The reason I asked for your help is deal with Fareeha Amari. That woman is going to be the main problem when we try to reach Angela."

"That's true. Being a Helix Security member and using the Raptora suits can equate to being a threat." She put her knife away and rolled her shoulders. "Then again I can just grab my gun and…" She gave a gun gesture and mouthed a 'bang'.

"Amari is mine." He asserted his ground. Angel held back a chuckle as he tried to seem serious. "So big sis will be free once you take care of Amari? Any reason why?"

"She's my meal ticket. That is all." He said before walking away. She shook her head before turning over and seeing Symmetra watching her. "You captured the performance."

"He wants all progress be recorded for your sake."

"I'm one of the best. Gideon should have more faith in me and Aryt. He's growing nicely." Symmetra shook her head. "He's been getting reckless. The reconditioning-"

"Reconditioning? You were reconditioning him?" Symmetra held a straight face as Angel walked up. "That's idiotic on a large scale. The reconditioning process is highly dangerous for everyone involved. You are risking the security of everyone if someone blows the whistle."

"Then no one will." The two women froze as Gideon walked into the room. "Moonlark, there's no need to question my methods on how I treat our employees. He agreed to the conditions and he's become stronger because of it. And unlike prodigies like you or Symmetra, it takes others longer to learn these skills."

"Of course sir." Angel said. Symmetra walked up. "The final details have been finalized and the ball is ready. The guests lists is filled and we'll begin our events within the next few days."

"Excellent. And have you done what I've asked for our special guest?" Symmetra nodded. "Angela Ziegler is to be escorted to your personal table with the others. And any escorts she brings will be treated across the room."

"Moonlark, you and Aryt are to watch over Amari. Any movements from her to stop us and "escort" her out of the party."

"Wouldn't you just set off Overwatch once they realize what we did?"

"They'll be busy with our diversion. Now get ready. In the next few days it'll be show time and I don't want anyone getting in the way of our plans."

Symmetra sighed. "So peace negotiations have failed." Gideon sneered. "It was a stupid idea in the first place. Burr is a man of commitment, focus, and sheer will. Gerard left behind a worthy successor and of all people it had to be with that brat."

The two didn't say anything as Gideon turned to Moonlark. "And speaking of the brat, intensify Aryt's training regimen. It turns out that Widowmaker's on his side and she's as deadly as ever."

"Widowmaker?" The two asked surprised. He nodded. "When it comes to it, I want Widowmaker out of the picture as well. Moonlark, she's going to be your problem." She stepped forward. "Sir, no disrespect, but this is Widowmaker we're talking about. She slaughtered our private contractors at the U.N."

"So? I thought you were our top assassin." She pulled back. "I am, it's just-"

"Then there should be no problem eliminating her from the equation. Assassin, Talon's or Overwatch's, she's still human by definition. Do not let her reputation pacify you." Angel swallowed her protest as Gideon moved on. "Overwatch's grown considerably. And their power and reputation barely overshadow our own. This war between us is going to make or break where Vishkar goes from here. And if any of you fail me, I will drag you down with me. Understood?"

The two saluted Gideon before walked to the door. "Glad to see we're on the same page."

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The seeds of doubt are planted in Burr, the drive to return is in Sebastian, Gideon and his assassins plan their next move. What will come of this? I don't know, but I do want to hear what you guys think. This story can go in many directions now. Also I hope many of you like the lack of action. I want some moments of peace before things get crazy and things will get crazy. Also I going on another break since this is around the time I should let things simmer. Hopefully the next time we meet it'll change the world of Among Heroes as we know it.

And I'm not talking about a certain crossover with a Desmond Riley. I'm sorry just a little excited for more of that. Anyways I'll leave you all to imagine what comes next. Feel free to leave it as a Review and if you have questions PM me. I'm always up for those. And until then ciao!