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"It's been fun guys, but I've gotta go." Instantly disapointed groans sound all around her.
"What do you mean you gotta go? Why can't you stay? Atleast for a couple of more drinks!" Many questions coming from the voices of McCree, Lena, Lucio and Hana.
"Guys... It's almost midnight."
"So? It's midnight for us too and we're all staying!" Hana objects.
Fareeha gets up from the table and makes her way towards the door. As she reaches them, she turns arounds and says "But none of you have guard duty. Goodbye." She exits before anyone can say anything.
She normally makes her way towards Gibraltar. She normally puts her Raptora suit on and normally checks up. Normally does her rounds around the base and normally checks out. But somehow, someway something felt different tonight. As if something else was out there, watching her. A comforting voice bouncing from cliff to cliff.
Althrough she had some sorts of stalker before, tonight was different. She felt safe instead of worrying or feeling threatended. It was very strange because she couldn't visually see or even hear anything out of place. Something deep inside her woke up, buried under liters of tears.
Even tho' all these feeling swelled in her she is still only human. It was very early in the morning, the Sun wasn't even up. She was tired.
Once she was in the comfort of her room and out of the suit she had a choice. Got to sleep or take a shower. I probably shoud take a shower. But I don't wanna I'm tired... Maybe if I just run some warm water down my body.
If she's gonna take a shower might as well warm up a cup of tea to have it ready when she comes out. She lets the water run and in a couple of seconds puts her hand into the stream to check the temperature. After some adjustments she finally found the sweet spot.
Now inside, she regreted almost not taking a shower. Being inside was very relaxing. The feeling of the small drops massaging her skin, being warm, nice and clean. She didn't use a shampoo, just stood there enjoying the stream of water.
Once she was satisfied she stopped the water, dried herself and put on pidjamas. After her cup of tea she felt sleepy again so she climbed onto the bed. With a click the lights were off and soon she fell into the sweet sweet sleep.
That night she dreamt of Angela. Oh Angela. How she misses Angela. Her touch, her smell, her voice, her eyes. Her.
She dreamt reliving the moment Angela died. She remembered being trapped under the building she just destroyed while watching Angela slowly walk into the enemy line of fire mouthing "Wait for me!" before being blown to smithereens.
She dreamt crying for a week nonstop. She dreamt of all the good times they had. She dreamt meeting Angela face to face.
"Why are you crying, Liebling?" Angela came to the weeping Fareeha and cupped her cheek.
"I miss you so much Angela!" Fareeha sobbed.
I know, sweetheart, I miss you too." Angela spreaded her arms wide open and welcomed Fareeha to a hug. Angela let Fareeha sob and shiver under her embrace for a while. She let out a tear herself.
"I'm so happy to finally see you again. You look so beautiful." Angela did always look like an angel she was.
"Oh Fareeha..." Angela leaned in and pressed a kiss onto her cheek. Even if it was a only a dream it felt real. Very real.
"Even if this is a dream I'm happy to see you again."
"Liebling..." Angela moved closer to Fareeha's bedside, now whispering directly into her sleeping ear: "This is more than just a dream."
With a sudden rush Fareeha sat straight up with panicked breaths. She looked at the alarm clock. 09:34
She was supposed to wake up to an alarm much earlier. Seems like someone had turned it off. It doesn't matter anyway.
What the fuck just happened to her.