Title: Against the rules

Chapter 47: Just a scratch

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Tracer's POV

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

When I start to wake with an awful pain through my entire body demanding to be felt, all I could hear was this rhythmic beeping. A beeping I'm all too familiar with.

I look to the side before anywhere else and check my vital signs. I forced Angela to teach me what it all meant one day. I look good on the computer, but why so much pain?

Something catches my eye when I go to look away from the monitor. There, sat in a chair beside my bed was Amélie's sleeping body.

The position mustn't have been good for her back. Or neck for that matter seen as though it was slumped to the side with no real support.

I twist my head to the door when I hear it opening. I see Angela walk in, her head obviously in the clouds as she doesn't notice me awake until she gets close and actually looks at me just after writing down what the monitor says.

"Good morning Lena." she says with a tired smile, yawning part way through before starting her check up on my body.

"Mornin' love." I manage out, my throat groggy from underuse.

After Angela finishes her check up she was writing down on her clipboard and I give her a puppy dog eyes as she looks back. She knows exactly what I wanted and rolled her eyes.

"Fine." She says like it's more of an effort than it actually is.

She opens up my gown on my stomach where there is bandages and gauze everywhere.

She puts on some gloves with practiced ease as she starts to undo the bandages and reveal the wound I received.

"Awe man that's awesome." I whisper as I see a plugged up bullet hole in my upper abdomen, it looks like it just missed my diaphragm.

"It missed everything vital when entering then it shattered and turned into lots of shrapnel which was an absolute pain to get out. You should be perfectly fine when it fully heals." she says and starts to bandage me back up with fresh gauze.

After she was done with that. She looked about ready to leave so I asked what I wanted now.

"Can you wake up Amélie?" I ask earning a confused look from the doctor.

"She'll have an awful pain in her back and neck if she carries on sleeping like that." I say, making Angela's face turn somewhat understanding as she does in fact move to Amélie.

"Amélie." Angela says as her hand goes on her shoulder, nudging her softly. Amélie wakes up slightly and yawns, throwing her arms above her head in a stretch to unknot her back.

"Lena told me to wake you because you was in a bad position." Angela says. Amélie nods softly, not taking the information fully before her head snaps to the bed.

I swear if she had a tail it would be swinging at 100 mph. The throws herself off the chair and slides on her knees to my bedside to clutch at my hand and press her face to it.

"You're such an imbecile." she says into my hand pressing kisses all over the appendage.

"I've had worse." I say to her, stroking her face slightly with the hand she has captive.

I hear a sarcastic laugh from across the room as Angela starts to leave. "You think she's joking with that too." She mutters closing the door behind herself to give us some privacy.

I place both of my hands to Amélie's face and pull her close. Amélie tries pulling away slightly. "I don't want to hurt you."

"I got shot in the stomach not the face." I growl to her, desperate for her kisses to make me feel better. At this, she looks a little cautious but comes in slowly. Trying not to hurt me in any way.

Our lips touch and it feels like fireworks was going off inside me but in a good way as I pull her closer, forming my lips to her own. I lick her top lip softly, nipping at it slightly with my teeth.

At this, Amélie gets a little predatory and clicks our teeth together as she goes to kiss more roughly.

"I love you." I whisper against her lips, panting at the loss of breath before getting kissed again.

After this one was over Amélie says, "I love you too Chérie." a little out of breath too.

"You need to heal fast." She growls, her hand moving to caress my thigh. "Because I don't know how long I can wait anymore."

"I thought you wasn't interested in the sex?" I raise my brow, my breath caught in my throat from the dirty thoughts swimming in my head.

"I'm not. But seeing my Lena vulnerable like you are is turning me on faster than an on switch." she whispers to me, making sure no one can hear what she's saying even though we're in a room by ourselves.

"I'm glad this predator side of you hasn't gone. I'd be lying if I said it didn't turn me on." I whisper back to her. My hand reaching for her abdomen and stroking down it slowly.

Before it could go any further. The door opens and our hands move away from anywhere suggestive as Amélie stands up straight to see the person at the door.

It was just Sombra. She looked between us and smiled slightly before stating her reason for being here.

"Ewa and Ana want to speak to you Amélie." She says, starting to head out the door.

Amélie sighs heavily and leans down to capture my lips one last time.

"Rest." she commands in that sexy French accent and I nod weakly. She does know how to get under my skin.

She winks and starts to leave and I'm sure she puts more of a sway on her hips as she does.

Damned woman.

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-A few of weeks later-

Amélie managed to get some time off work, being one of the heads of the newfound organisation that was the end goal for this group. She had a lot of work to attend to but Ewa showed compassion at her plea to spend time together.

My healing had been pretty successful, it was still quite sore but I managed to do basic things myself.

Today marked the day of our two year anniversary. Something we couldn't spend together for the first.

So here I was. Getting carried bridal style, blindfolded as Amélie takes me to a place she planned for the last week. She's such a sweetheart.

I press closer to Amélie, my head comfortably nestling under her chin. I knew we was outside, I could feel a breeze. It wasn't a huge breeze but it was a British summer night so there was a slight nip in the air.

I fiddled with my fingers that was tucked in my lap. I was a little nervous for today, who knows what will happen during this date. I could be my usual clumsily self and ruin everything!

I hear a hitch in Amélie's throat as she lowers me down. I feel cold concrete under a blanket touch my backside. My legs dangled freely from wherever I am and there doesn't seem to be any back support.

I next feel a slightly colder figure sit next to me, her heat was improving but Angela can only bring it up so far before risking another body failure. She's just too adapted to how she is so she can't change back.

I'm not complaining. I think her golden eyes are quite alluring, her complexion quite hot and her coolness perfect for a hot night. Before I could continue listing everything I love about her she stops my thought track.

"Alright. I'm going to take the blindfold off." She whispers to me before her cool fingers come to my head, slipping the elastic band off my head to let me see.

I gasp softly at the surprise she got for me. In front of me was a great view of the landscape and far away was a lights of a city. Where we was was on the top of the facilities roof, casting a brilliant view of the trees and long fields that beg to be ran across. Looking up into the clear sky I see a bright moon casting just the right lighting with billions of stars framing it's beauty.

I was speechless. She did all of this for me? I turn to look at the nervous French woman, her teeth worrying her bottom lip heavily.

I grab her face with my hands and pull her in close for a hard hug, pressing my face into her neck.

"Thank you baby." I whisper to her, absolutely struck with the lengths she went for our second anniversary.

"Your welcome Chérie."

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We was casually sipping Amélie's favourite wine, "red like blood" she calls it, letting her French purr take me away.

I press closer to her muscular arm, smelling her clothes that she wore for the entire day, not having time to change. She smells amazing. I can't explain it. It's just addicting in the best way.

"There's something else." Amélie says, grabbing our glasses and putting them down next to her and away from me.

She stands up and pulls out her phone, playing some sort of slow music. She places it down and crouches down to pick me up by my underarms, standing me up beside her.

She helps me off the step and places her hands on my waist. I reciprocate, placing my own arms around said woman's neck.

We start a slow dance, careful not to hurt me further than what has already been done.

"There's something I've been meaning to tell you." She says to me. Her hips gently rocking us both.

"What would that be?" I ask, looking into her golden eyes. She smiles softly looking to the ground for a moment before looking back at me.

"Je reviendrair pour tu. Tu es l'amour de ma vie, et, Je ne peux pas vivre sans toi." She says. Instantly reminding me of the time before we had to split up and before everything went so wrong.

"You never told me what that means." I say softly, pressing my nose against hers for a second.

Amélie laughs nervously, looking beyond me for a second. Trying to gather whatever courage she has before looking back.

"I'll come back for you, you are the love of my life and I cannot live without you." She whispers to me.

At those words, my voice catches in my throat. She said that? Even when we wasn't so far in the relationship at that time?

"And it still counts now. I can't possibly imagine life without you. I love you more than anything." She adds, her voice quivering slightly from emotion.

I look up at her, so captured by the moment. I pull her down with my arms, placing a kiss to her lips, earning a kiss back, our lips changing to fit around each others. Her teeth leap out, gripping my bottom lip in her embrace, pulling it softly before letting it go to look me in the eyes.

"I love you too." I whisper breathlessly, almost facepalming at how pathetic that is compared to what she's just done for me.

"There's more." she says back. Placing a quick peck to my own lips before taking a deep breath to steel her nerves.

Amélie starts lowering to the ground. I quickly check the floor, I didn't see her drop anything. But before I could realise what was happening, Amélie started talking again.

"Lena. You've made me into a better person. Granted, I was an assassin that lost her memories… What you've done for me has changed me so much, and I would repay you in any way possible. But I hope you take this as the beginning of my payment."

I gasp softly, tears clogging up my eyes. She's…

Amélie pulls out a small box and opens it, showing two rings. Both rings holding two gems, one an excellent orange and the other a bright blue. The band being a silver looking metal.

"Lena, will you marry me and let me be the luckiest woman on the planet? I want to spend the rest of my life with you." she asks, slight water gathering in her own eyes as she tries to control her own emotions for this moment to work perfectly.

"Yes. Definitely. Yes." I say as fast as I can after recovering from the shock of what she's done.

Amélie laughs softly, pulling out a band from the box and taking my left hand before sliding it on the digit. I take the other ring and slide it on her own left ring finger. Helping her get up off the floor afterwards.

Before giving me much notice, Amélie picks me up, holding me close to her as she presses her face in my chest.

"God, I love you so much." I whisper into her hair as she still holds me up.

"I love you too Chérie. So fucking much."