Chapter 8

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19 years had gone by since the fall of Overwatch. Angela had given up and decided to help where she was needed, in secret for the world was on the feel good side of a 3rd omnic crisis. Talon was at large and were hunting the remaining Overwatch members. Angela often spent her time thinking about how this could have happened how everyone was just tore apart so easily because Angela knew better than to think ALL of it was because of Jack and stupid Gabriel. But other than that she needed to go look for Fareeha, though she had heard she was back to protecting the Temple of Anubis. Angela was very understanding of this yet couldn't help but feel a little betrayed for Fareeha hadn't even messaged her about it she pretty much left Angela in the dark. But either way with talon at large and acts of terrorism going on everywhere Angela didn't have time she didn't want to be a fugitive but she couldn't sit by and watch all this death and suffering happening not after what had happened to her parents. And as for her friends her new now old family were scattered to where she did not know except for Lena who had also been playing hero in Kings Row where Angela herself had been laying low. Her and Lena also known as the tracer would meet up like twice a month or so and to Angela's surprise Lena had been messing around with a talon agent whom it was Tracer wouldn't tell her dear friend which sure was suspicious but Angela was glad the blinking tracer was happy. Angela definitely wanted to meet this girl sometime just to make sure her dear friend wasn't falling in with the wrong people. Speaking of which Angela wanted so bad to go to Fareeha but didn't think Fareeha wanted her anymore simply for the lack of communication. 

Angela is going to meet up with tracer today for tea which she almost forgot about if the girl and her new relationship hadn't been on her mind. Days were slow for Angela without Overwatch she didn't work really other than a doctor who shows up at peoples houses to help. A lot of her days were just stay home and be lazy. The place they were going to wasn't exactly fancy but nor was it a flop house. Angela put on some jeans which she couldn't help but notice they had gotten tighter, not because she was getting fat but because she had once again grown in "all the right places" Angela finished her outfit off with a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket that still smelled like Fareeha.  

Angela left for the coffee and tea place and when she got there she saw Lena and sat down in a booth in front of her friend. 

"So where is this woman I've heard so much about." Angela said after greeting her friend. 

"She's here she's just using the restroom." Lena said as the two looked towards the women's restroom and saw the tall blue skinned french woman walk towards the booth they were in.

"Amelie." Angela cried.


To Be Continued

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