Chapter 13: Dr. Schmidt

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(A/n) Yes I'm still alive. Pardon the delay. Summer. That's my excuse and I'm sticking with it.

In this chapter you'll meet Dr. Schmidt. Although there may be several references to the TF2 Medic, Dr. Schmidt is not him. Just wanted to make that clear and not have anyone go "oh Llama's just ripping off the medic. What a cheese puff." He will probably not appear later in the story anyway, but I just felt like I needed to make this clear. With that said, enjoy.

2 weeks later
Angela POV
I was on a plane flying to Berlin, Germany to see my colleague who could be of some assistance to our project. I was only by myself this time because my colleague can be kind of... peculiar. Some of his work isn't exactly legal to say, but I have no choice. I need his help for this project or we'll never get it done.

After sleeping on the plane for a couple of hours, I start to land in Deutschland. Once I'm off the plane and in the airport, I text (y/n) to tell him that the flight was fine and I'm safe and sound. He texts back a happy face and says I love you. I grab my luggage and get a cab to bring me to the hotel I'm staying at. While I'm riding in the cab, I'm looking at some of my surroundings. Berlin was one of the cities that was affected by the omnic crisis a lot. I remember some of the stories Reinhardt told me about defending Berlin, like when one of the leaders was drunk on the battlefield, but ended up taking out several bastion units and eventually winning the battle. He's still alive to this day.

I'm so deep in thought that by the time I stop zoning out, I'm at the hotel. I use my thumbprint to pay the automated cab and grab my bags from the trunk. I didn't know how long I was going to stay at the hotel, so I booked it for 4 nights. Hopefully I didn't need to stay here the entire time and my colleague and I could finish the project soon. I enter the hotel and go to the check in desk where there's an omnic working on the computer.

"Guten tag." The omnic says.

"Hallo." I say as I walk up to the desk.

(I'm too lazy to write in German, so pretend they're speaking it)

"I assume you've made a reservation."

"Yes. It should be under Dr. Angela Ziegler."

"Ziegler..." The omnic types something into her computer and looks for my name. "Ah. Here you are. Room for one on a king sized bed. Fast wi-fi and a mini fridge."

"Yes."

"Alright. Give me a moment to get everything set up..... Your accent...are you from Switzerland? Sorry about my asking. I'm just curious."

"Haha. No need to be sorry. Yes I am Swiss."

"I thought so. It's a nice accent."

"Thank you."

"Just a second...... You'll be in room 443. It has actually just finished cleaning, so you can head there whenever you're ready. Here's your two room keys."

"Thank you."

"Enjoy your stay."

I grab my bags and make my way to the elevator. I enter my hotel room once I get there and take a look around. It's pretty much just a standard hotel room. One bed with a television in front of it, a desk, bathroom with a bathtub and shower. Your average hotel room.

After I unpack a few things, I set up my laptop and log onto the wifi. I then open up the video chat and call (y/n). It takes a few seconds, but he answers and I see his face pop up on the screen.

"Hey Angela." He says.

"Hello (y/n)." I say and wave. "How's house sitting going?"

"Fine. It helps that it's the house I grew up in. That's for sure. I'll tell you more later. How was the flight?"

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