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Lena spent many days in the recovery room, her face, hands, arms, legs, all blistered and severely burned. She occasionally web unconscious because of breathing diffictulites but as soon as she got out of that medical ward, she went straight to her plane, which had just been serviced
"Tracer!" Hotshot hugged Lena from behind, making her squeak "Hey Hotshot!" The brit giggled and pushed him away "I've been so bored! How's missions been going?" "We-Uh-We haven't been on any missions" Badger said "They didn't allow us without our full team"
Lena raised an eyebrow
"Nobody can do the same job as me?" She asked "No... all the other trackers were out on missions" Hotshot said "Anyway, the rest of the guys are on the wing of your plane waiting for you" Badger grabbed Lena's wrist causing her to wince a little "Hey! Badger! Be careful... I still hurt a little" the brunette said desperately, holding back some yells of pain "Oh-Uh-Sorry" Badger said and let go of Lena. They walked in silence the rest of the way, Hotshot behind then, his hands in his pockets. "Shortie! Up here!" Chef shouted and waved from the wing of Lena's plane "Your cockpit looks even smaller than before" Top Gun said jokingly "Wha-It-" Lena stammered and climbed up, sitting in the seat "Nope! Exactly the same size" she said and leaned back on her seat. "Anyway, we've got a mission tomorrow" Top Gun said and put Lena's scarf around her neck "We've got you a surprise. The entire team chipped in on buying and making you this" Chef brought out a small wrapped present "It was a get well soon present but SOMEONE got distracted on sewing some of it together" Hotshot glared at Badger. Lena teared off the paper eagerly to reveal a brown leather wool lined jacket. On the arms, some badges. One said 'Tracer' and another had the British flag on it "Guys! It's really beautiful" She said and put it on, zipping it up and putting her scarf on. "What do y'all think?" Lena giggled an twirled "Its great! Now how about you go speak to that ginger girl?" Hotshot grinned "Wha-Wha?" Lena turned a bright shade of red, looking at Hotshot "Go on, you clearly like her and she likes you back" Top Gun said "In fact-She's looking at you now!" Badger said and pushed Lena off the wing of the plane.
Thankfully it wasn't a big drop so Lena just stood up and brushed the dust off her new jacket. When she turned around, standing right in front of her, Emily.
Emily's face was redder than her hair, you could tell, even with all the oil marks and soot on her face. She looked at Lena, a little scared and surprised, Lena, exactly the same
"Go on Tracer!" Top Gun shouted and threw a stone at the two, causing Lena to jump
"Uh-I-Uh-Idiot teammates, am I right?" Lena laughed nervously "I'm Uh-I'm Lena Oxton, by the way"
"Emily. EmilyCunningham"
//Idek, I just though I would give Emily a surname//
