Author's note:
I'm back with another chapter, I didn't think I would get this many reads already! All I can say is thank you. One thing I didn't say earlier is that Ethan is British. Southern England that is. I think I will release a new chapter every so often, less than a week between each one but less consistent than I have said previously. Sorry the last chapter was so football orientated, I needed somewhere to start so I came up with that. Hope you enjoy the new chapter! :D
Chapter 1:
It was a surprisingly good slumber. There were no dreams. There never were. But there were never nightmares either. Sleep was my resting place, where I didn't have a care in the world. That good slumber ended when I heard footsteps and moving objects in the outside world.
My eyes opened immediately. It was still dark, but that was because I was completely submerged in my duvet. I still couldn't make out whether I was in my normal hotel room or somewhere else. I recognised the scent of the covers. It reminded me of my past. Of Overwatch.
As soon as this thought crossed my mind attempted to pull myself out of the bed, but to no avail. The hit from the car had dislocated my shoulder. I still managed to pull my head out of the covers. I scanned the room. It didn't take long for me to notice Angela and Ana having a quiet conversation not too far from where I lay. Ana glanced in my direction, seeing me staring at her. She looked at Angela and nodded in my direction.
"Awake already are we?" Angela said, smiling and walking over to me with Ana. She hadn't aged a day since I last saw her. She gave me a tight hug, careful not to touch my rather gruesome injury.
"Before we can catch up, we are going to have to fix that," Ana said, pointing at my shoulder. She put a firm hand on my chest as to stop my body from moving with pressure about to put on the side of my body. Angela came over to the other side of the bed and started to wiggle the arm about. It didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. She had already popped it back into place. I stared at her for about 3 seconds. Then the pain kicked in. It didn't subside for several minutes. There was nothing the pair could do but watch and hope it would stop.
"Ow."
"I'm not surprised it hurt. Jack really did a number on you I heard," Angela explained, grabbing some utensils from the drawers by my bed.
"I'm guessing you guys drove the car. Why did you have to ram it into my side?" I asked, surprisingly not getting angry.
"We were worried you would say no and we were in a rush as to not let you get into the stadium. What happened was not what we planned. We meant to let you cross the road then Ana was meant to put you to sleep." I gave Ana a death stare to which she replied with a smirk. Angela continued. "Jack took his eye of the road for some reason and accidently hit you. It was lucky that it was empty, somebody probably would have called the police and an ambulance had they witnessed it."
"If you see him before I do, tell Jack he is a bad driver." Angela chuckled and nodded in response. I stood up, not realising it was just my underwear. I instantly blushed.
"There are some clothes in your old room," Ana said, already knowing what I was going to ask. I mouthed thank you as I left to hospital area. I sprinted all the way to my quarters, my memories recollecting at every turn. As I ran down the last straight, Genji came out of the debriefing room at the wrong time, forcing me to jump past him, hit the wall and hit the floor hard.
"Good morning Ethan, nice to see you again after so long," he greeted me, ignoring what had just occurred.
"Uhhh, hey," I replied, not knowing what to say.
"We can talk later if this is the wrong time," he said, walking in the other direction, already knowing what my answer would be. I got up again and sprinted the short way to my room. I opened my door to see Lena hanging up some clothes in my old wardrobe.
" 'ello luv! Nice to see you awake again!" she exclaimed.