Chapter 7: A break

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6 Months Later
You, Angela, and several other doctors in your division were relaxing in the break room for a bit. Your fellow doctors were testing yours and Angela's knowledge of classic rock, the objective being to name the title, band, and year it came out. So far, you two had not missed one song.

"Okay, guess this song." Dr. Lindskog says.

She starts to play the tune. You smile and shake your head.

"Come on. Give us something hard. You Shook Me All Night Long by AC/DC. 1980." You say.

"Jævla you guys are good. Alright, this is for Angela. What's this one?"

Dr. Lindskog plays another song for Angela and Angela smiles. You know why. You two were just listening to this in your office.

"Another Australian band? Down Under by Men at Work. 1981."

"Ha! It was 1982! That's your first wrong." Dr. Jackson says.

"Actually it wasn't. The album it was on, Business as Usual, was released in Australia in 1981 before going to the U.S. in 1982."

"Is Dr. Ziegler right, research team?" Dr. Lindskog asks.

"She's right. It was released in 1981 in Australia." Dr. Lee says.

Angela and you high five and Dr. Jackson apologizes. The other doctors are surprised at your guys's vast knowledge of classic rock.

"Wow. How do you guys know all of this?" An omnic doctor asks.

"It helps that we listen to this music while we do our tests." You say.

"Speaking of that, how are you guys doing with it?" Dr. Patel asks.

"It seems as if whenever we solve one problem, we run into another." Angela says.

"We were very close this one time, but the chicken couldn't move. Eventually we had to, you know, make a rotisserie chicken." You say.

"Sorry about that. You'll get it sooner or later." Dr. Patel motivates you guys.

"Speaking of the project, we should probably get back to it. Thanks for the fun." Angela says.

Everyone says goodbye and a song begins to play. Angela holds a finger up for you to wait a sec. she pokes her head through the door.

"The Chain by Fleetwood Mac. 1977." Angela says.

"Correct again, Dr. Ziegler." Dr. Lee says.

Angela laughs and catches up to you. You put an arm around her and walk back to your office where you start to prepare for the next experiment.

"Staff ready?" You ask.

"Ja. Chicken in position?" Angela says.

"In position and ready for experimentation."

"Okay. Begin the experiment."

You shoot the chicken and Angela attempts to resurrect it. The chicken starts to glow yellow and the shape of a chicken forms where it last was. You and Angela watch in anticipation, holding each other's hand. You hear Angela whispering in German to herself. You remain silent, hoping everything works out.

The chicken stops glowing and stands in place. It looks normal, but there could be an internal problem. You and Angela check the monitors to make sure everything matched.

"It seems normal, meaning the cells have stopped reforming." You say.

"The brain is functioning, but I don't see any blood movement. It could just be a heart problem." Angela says.

"Is that an easy fix?"

"It should be, but that's what we've thought before. Anyway, I can't do it with this chicken. I guess you should give it to Dr. Patel."

You nod and shoot the chicken again. You grab it and head to Dr. Patel's office. He thanks you and you head back, where you find Angela working hard on the computer.

"Okay. I think I've got it. Let's test it again." Angela says.

"Angela, let's stop testing for today. In the total of nine months, we've killed plenty of chickens. I'm surprised we haven't started a KFC." You say.

"It's for science. If we want to save people, we have to start small. And we can't if we don't do a damn test."

You could tell Angela was mad. Not at you though, but at the project. She doesn't often swear unless she's angry or worried. There's the occasional verdammt, but that rarely happens. Today, she's cursed at least ten times. That may not seem like much, but in Angela's case, it was as if she was a sailor.

"Alright. Let's test. I'll get the chicken. Who should we give this one to?" You ask.

"Dr. Lee, but let's hope we don't have to. This will hopefully be a success." Angela says.

"You sure know how to stay positive."

Angela smiles. "Let's see how long that lasts. Ready?"

"Chicken in place, monitors set. We are good to go. Shooting the chicken."

You shoot the chicken and Angela tries to resurrect it. The glowing happens, but you can tell something is wrong. For starters, once it was finished, there was no head.

Well, at least we don't have to decapitate it. You think.

"I'm done. I'm fucking done with this scheisse!" Angela yells and knocks papers off her desk.

You look at her wide-eyed. It was one thing for Angela to drop an f-bomb, but it was another to see her give up. She never gave up.

"Das ist unmöglich! Every time we think we've got it, it fails! Nine months. Neun scheiß- monate! No wait! Even longer! Ich bin ein Versager." Angela rants.

"Nein. You are not a Versager." You say and grab Angela's shoulders. "Look at me. Angela, you've saved countless lives due to your medical technology. You've saved me. You've saved Reinhardt. You've saved McCree. Hell, you've saved Winston. Who saved Genji Shimada who was on the brink of death?"

"I did." Angela mutters.

"Say it again."

"I did." She says with more force.

"Louder."

"I did!"

"Again!"

"I did! Ich tat! I saved Genji Shimada!"

"Damn right you did! Because of you, thousands of people are still alive. Because of you, I'm talking to you right here. So there's no way you're a Versager. You're not a failure now, and you'll never be a failure. You're Dr. Angela goddamn Ziegler. You're the freaking Mercy! You didn't get your doctorate so young because it was a gift. You got it because you're super smart and hard working."

"I did get it earlier than most people didn't I?"

"Of course you did. You're beautiful, smart, and a hard worker. I've never met anyone as hard working as you. Not only are you an amazing doctor, but you're an amazing girlfriend. Somehow you are able to manage work and still be loving and caring to me."

"It helps to have an understanding boyfriend."

"It does, but that's not the point. Angela, I love you. You're an outstanding person, and I wouldn't have it any other way."

"But, how smart am I if I can't figure a small thing out?"

"Angela, you're tackling a hard case. Bringing someone back from the dead? If anyone but you thought of doing that, I would laugh in their face because they couldn't get it done. You on the other hand, can. I know how smart you are. This is just a small bump in the road."

"Well, what do you suggest? I've been sleeping better and relaxing at times."

"We've been working on this for a long time. I suggest we take a break. A small vacation. Just the two of us."

"I can't. There's too much work to do."

"You're stressed out, you're angry, and we can't get too much done. A vacation would help relax you and get you thinking again."

"It sounds nice, but to where?"

"Wherever you want. It'll be your decision. Of course, we could stay here, not making any progress and stressed beyond belief."

"You drive a hard bargain (y/n). Alright. Say I agree to this vacation. How long will it be?"

"As long as you want it. You are in control. I'll do the planning and booking. You just have to say where we're going and how long. I'll do the rest."

Angela thought for a bit. Then she smiles at you and leans forward. You two have a passionate kiss and only separate once your lungs needed oxygen.

"The two of us on vacation. I like the idea. I pick the place?" Angela asks.

"You pick the place and what type of hotel you'd like and how long you want to stay."

"What do you mean what type of hotel?"

"You know, do you want a normal hotel or resort? One with a free breakfast bar or room service? Indoor pool or outdoor pool? Casino or no casino? It's your call Angela."

"And money doesn't matter?"

"We're successful doctors living in a condo with a classic car being lent to us by my father. We've got plenty of money."

You two kiss again. "Thanks (y/n). I love you."

"Love you too. Should we clean this place up and head home?"

"Yes. It's about time I put this project on hiatus. Will the doctors be fine without us?"

"We can leave notes on several procedures behind. They also can call us if they have any questions, but I doubt they will. I trust them."

You guys start to clean up the place and arrange the papers back in order. You give Dr. Lee the chicken and tell him your plans. Dr. Lee nods in agreement.

"Angela needs the break." Dr. Lee says.

"Are you sure you'll be alright? Remember you can call us whenever you have a problem." You say.

"I'll be fine. The procedures should help me with any problem. You go out and have fun."

"Thanks. You'll go far Dr. Lee."

"I hope so. Have a good trip."

You wave goodbye and go back to your office. Angela has everything packed up and is ready to head back home.

"You ready?" You ask.

"Ja. I have some destinations in mind for our vacation."

"You do? Let me hear them."

"Well, we can go to France. Mainly Paris, but they have some nice beaches there. Then Italy is a nice location."

"Anywhere else?"

"Well, I've always wanted to go to Hawaii. I hear their water is beautiful and I've never seen a luau before. Also, Australia may be nice."

"I don't know. The Omnic crisis definitely changed it a bit. They're still rebuilding."

"Maybe we can help them."

"Maybe after our vacation."

"You're right. So it's between France, Italy, and Hawaii. Which one?"

"Wherever you want. It's your choice."

Angela thinks for a bit. "I can't decide. They all have their pros and cons."

"Well, I can't make the choice. This is your vacation."

"You're right. Uhhh...... Well, I guess I've been to France and Italy before. Hawaii it is!"

"Hawaii?"

"Ja. Hawaii."

"Great! I'll get planning."

Angela kisses you and you guys head home where you begin planning for your vacation.

(A/n) Sorry it took a while. I had school stuff to do. Hopefully you guys are okay with Hawaii. It'll be fun, and maybe there will be some unexpected "adventures" there. Hopefully you enjoyed this chapter. I know I enjoy writing this story. Have a nice day :D

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