Racing down the stairs of her apartment and sprinting down the street, Lena was running late to meet up with her mentor.

'Shit! She's going to kill me if I don't get there on time!'

Rounding the corner, she ran into someone, instantly falling over while the stranger stood unfazed.

"Fuck! Oy! Watch where you're going ya little shi-"

"Good morning, Lena"

"A-ana! Uh, hiya!"

Lena Oxton was staring into the glaring eyes of her mentor and mother-like figure, Ana Amari. She was an older women that Lena looked up to. She was Egyptian, with a dark complexion and brown hair cascading down her shoulders. Her eyes were a warm brown, not like Genji's rich color, but the shade of a comforting cup of coffee. She had been a friend of her mother's and had always been around since Lena could remember.

"Speaking with such a foul mouth is something a women should never do." Scolded Ana.

"Sorry." Lena sheepishly said.

Sighing, the older women began to walk ahead of her.

"Come, we have much to talk about."


Sitting in a cafe the two women watched the bustling streets that the Saturday morning brought. It was peaceful and the Fall sun shined beautifully across the city.

"So Lena, How are your studies?" asked Ana as she turned her attention from her scone and tea.

"Fine, I should be graduating this year from the Imperial next semester."

"Graduating at the age of 20. Nice to know you have your father's brains. What will you be doing after graduation?"

"Hmm, I was wondering about joining the RAF."

"The Air Force? Didn't you always want to be a school teacher?"

"I love kids, but I want to serve my country before I become a teacher. The UK is my home and I want to spend a few years learning to protect it. It's something mum and dad would have wanted me to do."

Her mentor had served in the military for the major part of her life. War was something she experienced as a child. Riots in Cairo for the Prime Minister to step down to wars in the Middle East taught her how to survive. She had heard that Ana was currently a part of an organization that the UN was developing. An expert sniper and veteran to too many wars, Ana knew what battle was like and the false glamour that was commonly associated with it.

"The military is rough, Lena. I know you are a strong girl, but think about it a bit more before you join. Your parents were heroes, Lena. They sacrificed their lives so that the world could be a better place. I know that you feel obligated to carry on your mother and father's legacy, but you are your own person. You may choose how to live your life."

Lena had been staring at a couple walking down the street with their child. Seeing the father laugh at his child's energy and the mother smiling at the tranquility of their family, it made Lena sad about her own family. Her mother and father both served in the Air Force and was the reason as to how they met. Both died valiantly in the Middle East, after they were shot down by radical groups. She was 4 at the time when her parents died and she was brought up by Ana ever since then.

'The world could always use more heroes.' Thought the Brit.

Not wanting to think about such sadness any longer, Lena turned toward Ana. "Oh, by the way, how's Freeha? It'll be her birthday soon, right?"

The older women smiled at the thought of her daughter. Though she was a hardened veteran, she was still a doting mother. "She is doing fine. Yes, it will be in about 3 weeks."

"Will you be going back Cairo?"

"Yes, I think I'll go a bit early to surprise her. You should come too, Lena. She'll be turning 26 and she'd love to see you again. I remember how cute you two were. She the big sister being overprotective of her younger sibling." Reminisced Ana.

"I'd love to, but I've got school." She pouted.

"Are you sure that's the only reason?" smiled the older woman.

"What do you mean?"

"You've been looking at your phone every few minutes. Either you're expecting someone or you're bored. I never knew I was such a bore to you, Lena. You used to be so excited whenever I visited you."

"No! Of course not, Ana!"

"Then you are waiting for someone to message you"

Blushing madly at being found out, Lena tried to think up of an excuse.

'Oh to be young again.' thought Ana as she smiled at her "daughter's" flustered state.

"What is his name?" asked the older woman.

"Genji." Blushing while she said his name in a near whisper.

"Oh? I assume he's Japanese?"

"Yes" she said as she looked down blushing.

"When do I get meet him? Or are you that ashamed of me?"

"It's not that! It's just, it's been awhile since I've seen him."

"When did you two meet?"

"A couple of months ago. We met again last night too"

"Lena," said Ana sternly. "I know you are a grown woman who is capable of her own decisions, but it is important for you to be able to-"

"I didn't sleep with him! He wouldn't even kiss me last night."

"Oh?"

"We went out for drinks and I got a bit drunk. He brought me to my apartment and I tried to kiss him, but he wouldn't let me. He just said, "When I kiss you I want you to remember it" or some other cheesy line."

Ana smiled at her story. It wasn't everyday that you'd find a good guy and for someone like Lena, she deserved anything good for a lifetime.

"Hm, seems like an interesting young man. I would love to meet him."

"Aren'tcha leaving London soon? When's your flight?"

"I'll be leaving for Germany tomorrow at around noon. How about we go out for dinner tonight? You can even bring your boyfriend."

"That's a great idea! I'll text him" exclaimed Lena as she quickly started messaging said person. Unaware that she didn't deny her "mother" calling Genji her boyfriend.

Laughing quietly, Ana remembered the times when she was as love struck as Lena. Oh how the years go by.

Oy! Want to be my date for

dinner tonight? My friend'll be

treating us!