I'll try to update as often as I can but most likely it'll just be weekly updates for now until further notice. Sorry for this inconvenience but it's coming up controlled assessments in school so it's very busy and to be honest i'm going to fail if i don't do the work properly. I hope this chapter is okay.

The shout outs this time go to SebEk, DrUsB, ShaDoWrAVen15

As Lena was beginning to regain her consciousness she was becoming of things that were happening around her.

She knew was that she was lying down which was a relief. After being chained up for what was essentially a very long time she was grateful nothing was bounding her to a hard cold wooden surface. She panicked for a moment. If the wasn't tied to a chair they were most likely planning something else for her. She could feel something soft under her most likely a bed but this was only increasing her anxiety her even more.

She had no true memories of what had happened. She had remembered at the beginning they were questioning her about Overwatch then something about her wife and then some more torture and sleep deprivation. It was all very foggy but she was lucky they didn't do anything else to her.

She shot up as she was flooded of the image of her wife's finger being throw at her. She was waiting for the imitate pain of the metal being forced into her wrists but when none came she felt a sigh of relief.

"Amelie!" She gasped breathlessly. She still had her eyes half closed but she could vaguely see something or rather someone moving towards her. She fell back down in order to get her head sorted out.

"LENA!" Amelie rushed over to her side cupping her cheek and having tears of happiness in her eyes. All of her worries were finally beginning to melt away. She couldn't describe the joy of knowing that her Lena was safe and sound and that Talon were never going to hurt her again. She was so worried that this wouldn't happen she didn't know how to process that this was the outcome.

"Of course I'm alright love. Apart from the killer head ache. How long 'ave I been gone?" She asked looking outside. From the position of the sun she could tell it was probably very early in the morning. Looking at a clock only confirmed her suspicions as it read as 3:23am

"You were taken two days ago. You were asleep all day yesterday. Thank god you're okay." The fact that she had been unconscious for that long had made her even more worried. From the looks of it Amelie had been with her all day yesterday waiting for her to wake up. She had a slight blackness underneath her eyes and she her lips were slightly chapped around the sides.

"What did they do to you?" Amelie asked hoping she wouldn't be opening a can worms.

Lena knew she was probably going to disappoint them by say that she remembered nothing about her time in captivity.

"I don't remember much but I just remember certain feelings. Cold was the main one. I remember them pumping something into me and I felt my heart slow down. Hadn't felt like that since after the slipstream incident." She shuddered as she recalled the events that had lead up to her becoming a true Overwatch agent. She was a ghost and essentially did not exist. It was like being trapped and constantly screaming but no one could help you out.

Amelie could see Lena starting to form some tears so she decided to tell her what Angela had found to take her mind of it.

"Angela took a look at it. It's non-lethal. It was just trying to torture you. You're okay. You're safe now. Your chronal accelerator was damaged and you have several small inflicted injuries." Amelie was glad that the damage was minimal but Angela had said they had been messing with her life support device. Noting too major had been done. Amelie didn't realise she had been silently looking at it until Lena broke the silence in her usual cockney accent.

"Can I see your hand luv?" She tried to reach out, her wrist adorned with marks made by the small metal chain. Amelie had been told but it had still shocked her to see the damage up so close.

"Lena…"

"Oh thank god. All intact." Lena sighed and rested her head back on the pillow. She was glad that Reaper he just been trying to trick her and not be the real thing. When one of the few times Gabe had left her alone she had allowed herself to cry. She wouldn't show weakness in front of him but knowing her wife could have possibly been tortured as well and murdered at the hands of a highly functioning psychopath there was no way in hell she couldn't shed a tear.

She was surprised by the sudden question concerning her hand but she already had some idea formulating in her head about what had happened.

"Gabriel made me think he killed you. He tossed me a finger with your ring on it." She said closing her eyes trying to get the image out of her head. As much as she tried it would still play vividly in her mind over and over like some broken record player.

"So that's why he wanted it." She said quietly confirming her own suspicions. He knew Gabriel was a freak but that was downright crazy. This only made her nervous about one thing. Gabriel would always plan things down to every microscopic detail. It made her fear if certain events had been planned and what his end game was leading up to. If he had gone to that much trouble for one ring she felt a shiver go down her spine at the thought of what he would do to take down Overwatch.

"I saved it." She pointed to her brown jacket, more specifically to the inside pocket. Amelie went over and took it out. She knew what Lena said was true as it had a blood splatter on it and it had the slight smell of old flesh on it. Not the she was overly familiar with that smell with was just sometimes Angela's office would smell of it. It always made her skin crawl thinking what could have possibly happened in there.

Lena made a motion for her to give it to her. Amelie carefully placed it into her hand. Amelie never really thought about her petit her hands were. She would normally wear her gloves and they made them look a lot bulkier.

"Wanna marry me again?" She said grabbing a tissue and wiping the unknown person's blood of it and handing it to her. Amelie looked down horrified but amused by the romantic gesture.

The first time she had proposed had been a lot more romantic. It had been after a Mondatta rally and Lena was inspired by his talk about being with your loved ones she blinked to a jewellery shop and bought Amelie the finest engagement ring she could get within her budget. She ended up spotting a beautiful amethyst ring with small sapphires around the side and she got it on the spot, Blues and purples always did go best with Amelie. Lena and Amelie walked around for a bit before Lena too her to a park and got down on one knee and popped the question. Amelie was so shocked at her spontaneous action she didn't even say yes she just ended up kissing her passionately not caring what other people were thinking. She did eventually get the engraved ring after with them both there and them having planned what they were going to do with it.

"You've been spending too much time with the Australian." She joked placing the ring away in a pocket for a proper cleaning. She looked at Lena smiling. She didn't think she would ever see it again but there she was.

Lena laughed before feeling the stinging pain in her head once again. She turned on her side and curled up into a ball. She wishes she could remember what they had done to her to make her head sore.

"Are you doing okay?" Amelie asked picking up on the fact she still seemed to be in pain. She wished she could just take the pain away and put it onto herself.

"I'll be fine. Just a little bit under the weather." She could remember them doing something to her head but not specifically what it was. Amelie tapped her shoulder and got her to come out of her shell.

"Get as much rest as possible. When you're feeling better." She kissed her on the lips before leaving the room to inform the others of Lena's wakening. The others would surely be wanting to see her as soon as possible but both her and Lena needed some well deserved rest.

The first person she saw when walking out of the hospital like room was the archer himself, Hanzo. He seemed to be waiting outside for someone. He was fiddling with one of his arrows and when he did notice Amelie he gave a small nod to acknowledge her presence.

"Lacroix, how is she?" He asked looking up from his weapon.

"She's awake but she still needs rest. I was going to tell Angela not to go in just yet."

"She will be done in a moment. She is in with Genji."

Amelie looked concerned for a moment but Hanzo quickly followed up his statement.

"His arm is still defective from the first recovery mission."

Before they could continue their conversation the medic and the ninja both walked out.

"Call me if there is any more trouble."

"Hai." The cyborg replied moving his arm just to make sure that it was in working order.

They were both drawn to the fact that Amelie was out of Lena's room and was trying to engage in conversation with Hanzo.

"Why are you here?" Genji directed to both of them. His relationship with his brother was still very rocky but they were making small steps. Zenyatta was a big influence in choosing to forgive Hanzo, he just wished Hanzo could forgive himself.

"Oxton is awake." Hanzo said walking away. Underneath his armour Genji gave a small sigh of disappointment before thanking the doctor and going off to either try and talk with him or meditate with his master.

"Good I'll just go and-" Angela felt Amelie grab her arm before she could fly away. Angela could feel how tight she was gripping it and knew she was going to say something serious.

"She wants to rest for a couple of hours." Amelie said looking her dead in the eye. She knew that the second Angela hear Lena was awake she would be in there like a shot and be asking her every question under the sun and wanting to run all kinds of tests.

Angela knew that tone and knew she wasn't messing around.

"I'll let her rest." She said pulling herself out of the tight grip. Amelie gave her a look that said thank you.

"When's the last time you slept?" Angela asked noting how dead she looked.

Amelie glanced toward a clock on the wall and sighed. It had been too long.

"Do you mind if I take your room?" She asked. She hadn't really had time to think about it but she and Lena would probably have to find a new home if Talon had found out where they were. She hated the thought of having to lose all of their possessions, mainly her photos with Lena.

"Of course. Good night." She said waving her off. She was probably going to be staying in Pharah's room anyway.

Amelie made her way to Angela's room and then fell onto the bed with exhaustion. She pulled the covers over herself and smiled on last time before starting to pass out. The intense worry had been taking over her thoughts and stopping her form even thinking about sleep as an option.

She could finally get a good night's sleep.

One more light and fluffy chapter up next then we get into the deep end.