Lena didn't know what was better .
The fact she had Y/n back in her arms or that Y/n was alive in her arms , still breathing . Of course she was greatful Y/n was back but having her back still kicking was a miracle to her .
Lena would always imagine the day someone or somehow , Y/n would be in her arms but unresponsive , dead . Cradled in her arms .
Lena would wake up countless nights because of those kind of nightmares . The tears she shed everyday , afraid that that will be the day she was told or shown Y/n's death .
But when she found Y/n that day , she couldn't be more happier or relieved .
The Brit stared at Y/n's sleeping figure before turning over to her nightstand and grab something from the drawer .
It was Y/n's necklace .
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Y/n and Luka were already fast asleep by the fire .
Lena , she was wide awake . She felt restless as if her legs needed to move and her arms needed to stretch .
But the brunette knew she didn't really know her way around her . Well , she used too . When all of it was streets and buildings with signs . Not piles of rock from what it used to be .
Despite the cons of going around , the Brit got out of her sleeping bag and took a look at her pulse pistols in her hands . I should be in good shape to protect myself Lena thought .
Not wanting to waste anymore time , Lena started walking around . Lena was worried she would get missing , so she would shoot the ground beside her every six steps to serve as a trail of where to go if she ever got lost .
As she was walking down a certain street , she heard the sound of fighting . Curiousity killed the cat and Lena went over to check if they were okay .
Her kind attitude being her advantage and downfall .
She walked down the alleyway , gripping her pulse pistols in her hand and peeked around the corner .
There were two guys , a buff on and an average size one , there brawling it out in the dark , fighting for whatever the average guy was holding . Lena considered leaving cause she didn't want to get involved .
But what they were fighting for really caught her attention .
"Give it ! The fittest survive!" the buff man growls , scratching the other guy's face .
There in his hand was a necklace . No ordinary one , it was specifically Y/n's necklace .
How it ended up in these street rat's hands were beyond Lena , but she was determined to get it back . She pulled up one of her pistols and shot the ground beside them . They stopped fighting to look at Lena .
The average guy already seemed scared so he got up and ran , the buff guy wasn't so easy .
"You want this too?" he taunts , holding the necklace by his pinky .
Lena lets out a low growl before nodding . "Well , if you want it , you need to fight for it . Besides , a small cherry like you can't hurt me . Even with those pistols." he laughed loudly .
She hated guys like these . Big buff ones that are cocky and inconsiderate .
Lost in thought , the buff guy tried to grab the Brit but she reacted quick enough to blink to the side , kicking him to the ground .
