Thawed Heart

Chapter 1

       Amélie surprisingly likes this time of year. The beautiful, snowy skies and how it made the courtyard look. It was a beautiful fit for the aesthetic of the mansion. That holiday cheer and overall warm, cozy feeling.
       Christmas music can never go wrong with anyone. The holidays make Amélie feel things and in a way, she likes feeling things, even if it's just a little. She never thinks about her feelings too deeply and frankly, she didn't want to.
        Amélie looked at herself in the mirror, hair in a ponytail and skin blue as per usual. She used to be such good friends with Angela. How different would things be if she hadn't been kidnapped? If she wasn't turned into a cold-hearted sleeper agent? 'Was there a way to prevent all that had happened?' She stopped brooding in the mirror and got up to pack her bag.
        Amélie has been planning this day for awhile. She wonders where Angela lives now. She wonders if Angela is even home for the holidays. It didn't matter; Amélie would eventually find her.
       She packed all the essentials needed to go away for quite a while. Amélie stops for a moment after rushing around her room, clothes in hands. 'Why do I feel this way? Why do I even want to see her again? I haven't talked to her in years, why now?' She bitterly thought to herself.
        Whenever Amélie does feel, it's a very confusing blur. She has barely felt anything through all these years. Every once in a blue moon though, Amélie feels this way towards Gérard...who is long gone... Now she can act on this feeling; and she knew just the person to call.

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        Olivia, not doing much with her holiday season, answered Amélie's video chat without time to waste. "Heeeyy, Lacroix! Quite the turn of events, huh? Y'know you talking to me and all that. By the way how're things goin' for you?" Olivia placed her head on her hand smiling at Amélie.
        She was always quite the warm welcomer. "Listen, I didn't come to chat, I need you to do me a favor." Amélie said hesitantly. She didn't really want Olivia's help, or anyone's help, but she didn't really have a choice.
        Olivia looked at Amélie curiously and sat up in her chair. She turned to her computer, ready for any task. "Yeah sure, whatcha need?"
        "I want to find out where Angela Ziegler lives." Amélie said.
        "Already done, mi amiga." Olivia pulled up a file with every single tiny piece of information on Angela; whether it'd be public or private. "What do you need this info for?" Olivia asked.
        "Nothing important." Amélie responded taking a look over all the facts.  Amélie noticed that, amazingly, Angela actually was home for the holidays.
        "Alright then. Some secret mission stuff, huh? Anyway, I'll talk to you later?" Olivia asked with an open smile, looking for affirmation.
        Amélie thought for a moment and replied "Maybe." Then immediately ended the call. With this newfound information Amélie set out to Switzerland.

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       Amélie of course had a first class flight and a five star hotel already booked, only the best for the best. The travel was rough, given that is it was the holidays, but she pulled through. She sat in her hotel room and thought about how she's even going to confront Angela. They hadn't talked in decades, hell, Amélie is considered as a "bad guy"; now she's just going to waltz right up to Angela's door and ask to hang out?
        "I don't think so." Amélie said to herself. "I need to show her I'm not a threat...But how?" She threw on an ugly christmas sweater that Gérard gave her, but she hadn't wore in an exceptionally long time.
        In reality the sweater wasn't that ugly; but then again, Amélie could pull anything off. Looking in the mirror, she scoffed at herself. "I look ridiculous. What am I thinking?" Then she had an idea.