"You're doing it again"
"Hmm? Oh..Sorry luv"
You set down your rifle and grab a drink of water. You stare at her with a worried look and she bit her lip
"I'm fine. Really"
You nod slowly, still skeptical at her response and wrap an arm around her. She looks up at you with a warm smile.
Months have passed since the assassination of Tekartha Mondatta. If you were good then, you are almost unstoppable now. The training sure did pay off and it showed on the battlefield. As of now you were honing your aim with Lena. It was a slow day today. Most agents either went back to their home land or were on missions.
Throughout the time you've been here, you and Lena would go back and forth from Gibraltar to mission to her apartment. However, there was something off about Lena after the night in Kings Row. It wasn't as if she wasn't the same cheery and bubbly Tracer she normally is. But She'd often stare out into space just like she just did now. She'd stare and the more she was engaged in thought the more her expression changed to sorrow. If she did not snap out of it within a certain period of time, she'd start to hyperventilate.
Not only that, but for the first few weeks after the assassination, Lena would wake up in the middle of the night with a yelp and heavy breathing. She would clutch her accelerator until her knuckles turned white. The scene would wake you up and you comforted her with a hug or a kiss. She hasn't done that in a long time now, but it still happens rarely.
Her mind was plagued by images of a fallen Mondatta as well as the remembrance of her time apart from the physical world. You were the only person she turned to for comfort. If you were reassuring her and somebody entered the room, she would cheer right up and give them a "Hiya!" as if nothing had happened
Initially, you figured that her episodes were temporary, and with time she would feel better. You disregarded her blank stares and assumed her nightmares were normal. However, with Lena still feeling blue even after all this time, it worried you. No matter how much you comforted her, she would still be down at certain times
It worried you that you were the only one that knew the truth about Lena. About how she feels guilty for everything and how she fears her chronal disassociation. She was still the happy go lucky gal that she is, there were just some breakdowns that emerged and only you got to see. Needless to say, these past months have been rough for the time traveler
"Let's call it a day" you tell her resting your rifle on your shoulder
"Are you sure? We still have some daylight left"
Lena also seemed more determined. She now took her training seriously. There were no usual quips that came from her in combat. It was a little disappointing because her playful comments would make you smile, but you understand why she's like this: She never wants to fail again.
You looked across the horizon and saw the setting Gibraltar sun. The golden orange sunset never ceased to leave you in awe. You estimated the amount of time you had before sun down
"Well I'm calling it a day. You can stay if you want"
You headed for the exit and Lena stood contemplating what to do. Eventually she blinked to your side and the bots entered a slumber mode. The base was relatively empty, only a few patrolling infantry
"Now what luv?" She said passive aggressively, as if she was trying to say that you two should've continued training
You thought about the question for a bit "Want to go to London?"
Normally the Brit would love to go back to her homeland, but she pondered this question. It seemed all she wanted to do was train. Her determination could be good if it was in moderation, but she hadn't taken a day off in a long while.
