Waking up wasn't the best thing. Not for Leo, at least.
He remembers, when he was younger, how his mother would wake him up early for him to go to school, and how he would always complain about it, saying that he needed sleep to grow up to be a great man.
He wonders what his mom would think about the man he is now.
He remembers being awaken by loud horns and claps in the military, and how he would, again, complain about it with whoever teamed up with him while they warmed up. Tell them how it should be illegal to wake someone up that early in the morning, and how they should all change schedules.
He liked how they wouldn't agree and just encourage him to get used to waking up early.
He even remembers waking up today, or what felt like today, to a stupid alarm he himself put just to wake up for that race.
Ah, he remembers that race, stupid, with no actual purpose, he even knew the engine wasn't in the best condition either, but, as always, he was reckless, and thus, this.
Yeah, this.
He wonders if the girl he met...Lena, was it? He wonders if she'd be calling his name now to talk about anything from room to room.
He hopes she doesn't feel too bad about this
He wonders why he hopes someone would wake him up now, and take him away from this nightmare of darkness and death.
He wishes for his mother to come and wake him up with her soft hands on his cheeks…
He wishes for a sergeant to wake him up from the rigid, broken military bed he used to sleep on.
He wishes for Lena to shout his name until he wakes up.
He wishes to wake up.
He wishes to live…
…
And then, he felt.
It was a slight feeling of recovery, but more than enough. It was bright, powerful and full of charming warmness.
He felt his own eyes willing to open, and for the first time in he doesn't know how long, he opened his eyes.
"Oh god, he's alive…" He heard a voice he's got familiar with, but the blurry sight he had didn't let him see...her, "Oh, buckets, you're alive!" Ah…that accent.
That hot, thick accent.
It couldn't possibly be other than that weird girl he met yesterday.
"Oh, Angie, thank you so much for helping him" Angie? He questioned in his mind, and waited impatiently for his eyes to adjust.
"I can't see" He muttered after he realised his sight wasn't getting better.
"Oh! Oh, it's just…" He felt some hands being placed on his head, and then something being removed from it, "Some bandages I had used to stop the blood from getting into your eyes" He could see a beautiful, blonde woman in front of him with a few bags on her eyes, a sign of lack of sleep.
He cocked his head to find Lena right behind said woman, with a big goofy smile on her face. Her eyes seemed a bit puffy and reddish, clearly she had been crying.
Leo tried sitting up, but the woman had stopped him from doing so.
"You have to rest, you are still injured" He tried removing the hand that was holding him, to show her how he was alright, but he couldn't.
He didn't have an arm to do so.
He quickly turned to his left in an attempt to find something, just to realise his left arm was gone, and doing a quick check of his body, he noticed his right leg was gone too.
"Fuck…" He said, and both Mercy and Lena understood. It wasn't easy to lose a part of the body, McCree has told them that, but losing two? That would be certainly devastating…
Lena suddenly felt reality hit her when Leo's face filled with small tears. Losing his right leg and left arm meant no more flying, no more jogging, and generally no more normal life for him. It meant therapies, it meant hard stuff, it meant living a boring life until he accepted himself.
It took Genji years to accept himself, and extreme meditation and training with an old peaceful monk, and Leo had neither of those.
She tried telling Angela to give him some prosthetic arm or anything like that, but Angela was already way ahead of her.
"Do not worry about you arm, nor your leg" She said with a warm expression, reaching his hair with her fingers to caress him, in an attempt to calm him down, "I am more than capable to give you another arm and another leg, that is no problem" The blonde doctor felt an arm around her body and chuckled, "Oh come here, you poor soul" She placed her arms around him and hugged him with affection. She knew how much he needed this, and she needed it a bit too, being isolated from everybody for her work made things a little lonely for her.
Lena quickly joined the hug with little hiccups and giggles, hiccups from her almost crying session she had seconds ago, and giggles from seeing her friend the professional doctor flustering so much at a simple hug.
"How can I repay you, miss…" Lena giggled.
"I'm Angela Ziegler, and I'm here because Lena literally took me all the way from Switzerland to this place" Lena started laughing, "You don't have to repay me, I did this for the good of the people, for you, and of course for my friend Lena" Lena grinned at him.
"As soon as I heard you were critically injured I decided to go find the best doctor I know, love" She smiled at him, and he returned the smile with a tired one, "I don't want you leaving me before we have those movie nights and sleepovers" Leo chuckled and nodded.
"Lena, you have to let Leo rest, he is not fully recovered yet, and you" She poked Leo's nose, "Wait here, I have something for you" Lena and Leo nodded before she left the place.
"Where's she going?" Leo asked the sleepy Lena in front of him.
"She's probably going for her luggage…" She said as she scooted closer to his bed, "Now if you excuse me…" She started babbling nonsense before making her way inside the sleeves and fall asleep on the same medical bed Leo was.
Leo turned around with a smile, trying to look away from such an adorable sight, and instead he focused on something else.
He noticed it's been one whole day since the incident, and seeing those eye bags both Lena and the blonde woman had, he guessed they both didn't sleep until he woke up.
Leo waited patiently with a snoring Lena next to him, with her clinging onto him for dear life, probably having a weird dream. It hurt a bit, but half of his body was numb from all those medicines he probably got injected, and after a few more seconds, the doctor stepped inside again, dragging a big box with her.
"This is my little something for you" Leo smiled as she got closer.
Not only did she save his life, but she also comforted him, and now she was giving him something, and everything for free…
Almost like an angel. He chuckled, So that's why her name is Angela.
"It's...ugh, something…" He smiled at the sight. The woman was clearly trying her best to lift the box so she could place it on the bed, but she just couldn't, those firm yet soft, thin arms of hers, just like Lena's, weren't meant to carry such big, heavy things, "Oh Scheiße!" He chuckled, she just cursed in German, and it was the most adorable thing he's ever heard.
After some time, she decided to leave the box on the floor and just show him what's inside.
Leo didn't know how to feel about that.
It was a prosthetic arm, a dark, metallic, prosthetic arm. It looked very well made, and had some fancy design too, he liked the colour, it was pitch black, almost like some piece of carbon.
"I took the liberty of measuring the length of both your arm and leg, and after some quick calls and Lena's crazy pilot skills, we managed to get you a nice variety of arms and legs" She chuckled at the term, and Leo guessed it was some kind of medical funny thing, or whatever.
He took the black one Angela had offered first, and he started examining it. Touching it, feeling it.
Satisfied by the flexibility, he gave it back to Angela, who had been waiting patiently in front of Leo and a long gone Lena.
"I don't hate the idea of being halfs cyborg" Angela laughed softly and nodded with a grin.
Jesse said the same thing when she got him his prosthetic arm.
"Are they all the same?" He wondered, and she nodded.
"They all feature a strength boost that was made in order to help you in battles, since this was originally made for soldiers who got injured in the battlefield, and hence they only differ in colour" She didn't mention Overwatch, Lena had told her that somehow, some way he didn't know about them, "Pick whichever you want and we'll begin with the installation" He raised his eyebrows with surprise.
"The leg is the same, too?" She nodded eagerly and opened the box completely so he could see all the models.
They were all different colours, and different styles. He liked them all, he really did. They were all well made and they all looked amazing, but there were two that caught his eye, and Angela seemed to even beam at one of his choices.
He chose an arm that had white, gold, orange and black combined in its texture. Leo didn't know, but those were Angela's colours, and that was Angela's prosthetic arm she built herself with Winston's help some years ago.
And for the leg, he chose a completely orange one, which Angela hoped that Lena would beam at, since those were her colours.
"Alright, is that your final decision?" The blonde woman asked one last time as she leaned closer to the two of them and poked Lena on the cheek.
"Yes, they are" The doctor internally smiled and nodded as she watched Lena slowly waking up.
"Wha-Woah...wot did I miss, love?" Leo chuckled and shook his head.
"Nothing, nothing….Just getting myself a little fancy here" The small Brit softly giggled as her eyes began closing again, making her drift back to sleep in a second.
"Well, I'll call the doctors and assistants so we can install that arm into you, you just wait and watch Lena for me, yes?" Leo nodded and grinned at her. She returned the smile and left the room, leaving Leo and Lena alone once again.
He sighed and chuckled as she felt Lena clinging on him again. She had a smile on her sleepy face, with some snores coming out of her cute mouth.
He exhaled and closed his eyes too, trying to enjoy the moment at least for a bit.
Oh what a fucking long day he had.