It was one of the biggest decisions McCree would ever have to make in his life, and it weighed heavily on him. Would he choose his morals, or what was best for his family and his future? The future he'd have with his boyfriend.
To properly make this decision, Jesse made sure he and Hanzo spent some time apart. It would be the first time in a while the two had spent so long apart, for it had now been a week. It was an odd thing to do for two people who just confessed their love for one another, and became an item, but they both knew it was the best thing to do at the time. That way, their minds would be clear when they shared their final decision. So far, not much had changed for McCree. Originally, he was incredibly against associating with Talon in any way possible. When the organization recently tried recruiting Hanzo again, Jesse was not having it. He reminded Hanzo the two were on the path of redemption, and should not stray off of it. However, his tune has changed. In their most recent discussion, he thought the benefits of Talon outweighed morals almost entirely. They paid more than Overwatch for starters, which was the biggest plus for McCree. He had a son he needed to support, and a future he wanted to build with his boyfriend and Talon could help provide that. Not to mention, Black didn't look bad on him at all, and he was no stranger to a life of crime. Livin' on the dark side definitely wouldn't be hard for the cowboy.
Jesse plopped onto his bed, his body sinking into the mattress following the muffled thud. His chocolate eyes stared up at the ceiling as he shuffled through the endless thoughts that were swirling and racing around in his head. "Was this really the right decision...?" He thought to himself. If he didn't know now, he knew he'd know in the morning when it was time for him to finally see Hanzo again.
The morning came, and Jesse's alarm clock went off, blasting a country ditty. Not moving any other muscles but the ones in his right arm, Jesse lifted his arm and slapped the large "off" button on his clock. With a big yawn, he then sat up, stretching his muscles and cracking his aging bones. When he was done, he saw there was a message from the archer he knew and loved. This made his heart skip a beat. He quickly read it with a cheesy grin, smiling before he set his phone back down. He'd almost forgotten, this was the day he'd finally get to see that gorgeous face again in person. For the past week, he'd only seen it in his dreams, thoughts and memories. It felt like the two had been separated for a decade, but each time Jesse felt that way, he would remind himself, it was for the greater good.
Hopping out of the bed like a graceful ballet dancer, McCree headed straight to the bathroom. He practically floated all the way there, fueled by the power of love. When he reached the bathroom, he turned on his stereo, blasting his playlist of songs that made him think of Hanzo, and began his shower. An hour had passed before Jesse emerged from the bathroom, a fresh, clean new man, ready to take on the world, but most importantly, see Hanzo. With a gloved hand, McCree picked up his phone and typed Hanzo a message, "I'm on my way Darlin', I'll see ya in about a couple hours." Hanzo and McCree didn't live close by at all. Hanzo only had a residence in the States due to Overwatch. It was near Santa Fe, because ironically enough, Overwatch placed him there. They thought McCree and Hanzo made a good team, and it was best to put the two together. Hanzo lived in the more upscale part of Santa Fe, and McCree lived in a decent, but sort of rundown rural neighborhood.
After The cowboy sent the message, he headed outside where he met up with his horse, Naylor. He gave her a kiss and fed her a carrot before apologizing to the beautiful horse. "I'm sorry sweetheart, but I ain't gonna be ridin' ya right now. I'mma take the bike, but make sure you get yer legs stretched later when I get home. Love ya!" With that, McCree hopped on his hover bike, and headed off toward the Shimada residence. Just as McCree had estimated, it took about two hours. When he finally pulled up, he gave a little honk on his bike, and sent Hanzo the message that he had arrived. The cowboy then hopped off of his bike, and when his boots finally touched the ground again, his heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest. When he saw Hanzo's face again, that meant it was time for the two of them to make one of the biggest, most life changing decisions of their lives. McCree walked up the walkway to the large residence, his heart pounding more with each step until finally, he reached the door. That was when he knocked, taking a deep breath to collect himself before Hanzo saw him. He didn't want to look insane the first time Hanzo saw him after their time apart.
(Author's Notes: This story is based on the life of my McCree roleplay account on Google+. His son Alexander McCree was created by the lovely Alyson, (Alexander McCree on Google+).)