You and Dr. Ziegler were.. complicated. That was the best way to describe it. Your relationship (if that was even the right thing to call it) was complicated.

You did things that couples did, but you were never sure if it was ever serious. Ever something. Ever a relationship.

You knew how you thought of her, that’s for sure. You were practically infatuated with the doctor. But, how she thought of you was never clear.

One evening after a mission, she was patching up your wounds as always. “You really need to be more careful. I don’t like seeing you hurt.” Angela would say quietly as she cleaned a small cut on your cheek.