The war was over; Viktor was gone, the threat was gone, everyone was safe.

But I guess not everyone.

Sevika stumbles through Zaun, holding her side that had been badly bruised and battered during the fight.

She didn’t know where to go, there was no one really that would help her like Jinx or Silco had.

She felt alone, a nightmare she had feared would happen one day and come to life.

Willing her eyes to stay open, she stumbles into your house and slumps against the door as it closes behind her.

You two didn’t have the closest relationship, but she didn’t have anywhere or anyone else to go to.

“Sevika?” Your voice rings through her ears, her lip twitching upwards in a scowl before she looks up at you.

You looked worried and it sent a pang through her heart as you stepped closer.

Warmth spread over her skin as you lifted her off the ground and helped her into a chair, kneeling down in front of her and peeling her shirt off her stomach.

She noticed your breath hitch at the sight of the large black bruise and watched you through exhausted eyes as you grabbed a kit to clean her up.

I guess she hadn’t noticed the gash that laid in the bruise.

Her eyes rake up and down your body as you tend to her, not saying a single word as you expressed your worry for her.

She doesn’t even know how pretty she is like this… Sevika admired in her head, not pushing those thoughts away like she usually did; she was too tired for that.