Previously

You were involved in a high-risk mission, which was supposed to be a basically calm rescue mission but it was not, it was an ambush where several members of Overwatch were injured as well as you, some innocent deaths and some of your team, miraculously you managed to get out of the disaster and a support team sent by Overwatch rescued you, you were able to live but you were injured and from so much effort you ended up fainting

You woke up on a couch, you were still in pain but your body was covered in bandages, you knew this place, this couch and that strange smell of chocolate from Sweden. When you tried to stand up, a voice stopped you, that gentle Swedish accent spoke to you, approaching you with a cup of tea in her hand, stopping you before you stand up, it was Angela, your guardian angel

No, no, don't stand up yet, you have some broken bones and with a lot of effort you will hardly be able to move.

Angela said, her Swedish accent so noticeable as she sits next to you, putting a hand on your forehead to check that you were okay and not feverish. She was such an angel, she was always here to save you