Theme 1: Holding hands

It was an easy mission, just a patrol. So it was decided that just Siver and Lena would go alone. Though, Solider 76 did give Siver a strict warning to not flirt with Lena the whole time. Siver assured him she would try but didn't promise a thing. And soon Siver and Lena where sent off mission statement in hand.

Siver was quiet her arms crossed head leaning on the belt that kept het strapped in her seat, eyes closed. She wasn't trying to sleep just rest. Tracer on the other hand was looking over the mission statement for the millionth time.

"Siver, love" Tracer broke the silence that had been building up during the ride.
"Yeah" Siver, mumbled in reply opening one eye and setting it on the britt across from her.
"Where we're heading" Tracer began "it's a pretty cold place, and you're hardly dressed. You sure you're gonna be warm enough"

Siver sat up a little and stretched "I should be fine"
"if you say so love"
Siver leaned back sighing a little, sure Tracer said that but Siver new that she stilled worried. Such was the curse of love.
"Thanks for caring though Lena" Siver smiled.

Tracer seemed taken aback by Sivers words at first but soon smiled back at Siver brightly. "No problem, Siver"

Lena and Siver arrived at the watch point late in the afternoon, and lucky to see everything seemed pretty calm. The only thing that caught the two off guard was the fact that a snow storm seemed to have hit recently. The snow was deep, but looked soft and powdery. Siver sighed placing a hand on the door as she locked out to the white world around them.

"This is gonna be a bit of an issue…" She sighed turning to Tracer who was again looking over the statement.

"Nothing about the snow" she muttered, Siver assumed it was to herself so she didn't reply. Shortly after Tracer looked back at Siver "we'll be able to manage though"

Siver didn't say anything; she just went back to looking outside as Tracer went around checking to make sure everything was as it should be at the watch point.

"Alright" Tracer called about 5 minutes later "everything seems to be in order we should let Morrison and Winston know"

"'kay on my way over" Siver called back taking one final glace outside before joining Tracer who was preparing everything to make the call.

Soon the call was up. Siver sat back letting Lena take the call over, Lena was the senior here after all. And the call it's self was straight forward

"Everything is in order; there was a snow storm though" Lena

"Are you snowed in?" Winston

"Not at all mission should be able to proceed as planned" Lena

"That's good" Winston

"And Siver" Winston again, but he was talking to her. Siver straightened up

"Yes" she replied loud and clear
"At ease" He seemed to chuckle "You haven't been to this check point, how are you handling this"

A small part of Siver found it odd that Winston was caring even a little about her, it just didn't seem like him, but she accepted it and smiled little, offered a thumbs up "fine sir, not one for the snow though. Despite my upbringings" The conversation ended shortly after that.

Siver was smiling as she watched Lena get ready to leave making sure she had everything they would need in case of any situation. Medical packs, extra amo for her weapons, sticky bomb she even checked her Chrono Execrator before they got ready to head out. Lena turned to Siver and smiled. And in that instant Siver blushed realizing that she was intently studying the other girl.
"Ready to go love" Tracer asked.
Siver nodded "as I'll ever be"

The door opened with a quiet but notable hiss, and as it did the cold air rushed in the room Siver shivered at the sudden blast of snowy mountain air. Tracer didn't notice, and Siver was glad. She didn't want Lena to worry.

They started their walk around the perimeter that was marked down for them to follow; Lena stopping to take notes at certain locations. Siver admired how Lena wrote; her hands where fast but her strokes where clear. It was an odd thing to admire but Siver did, she admired everything about the older women.

Such as caring the admiration to is the curse of love.

"Siver, are you okay love" Tracer broke Siver free from her thoughts.

She was taken off guard she was speechless, lost and confused.
"Siver" Tracer stepped closer to Siver; she looked worried she sounded worried.

"s-sorry" Siver stepped back raising her hands and offering a small smile "I was deep in thought there, I'm fine…" Siver pushed her hands deep in to her pockets, to keep warm, realizing just then how cold she really was.
"Are you cold?" Tracer asked, she could read Siver better then Siver could read herself.

Siver shrugged "A little but I'm fine"

Then, Lena offered her hand extending it out to Siver, and Siver stared at it, then back at Tracer and repeated a few times.

"Take my hand love"

Siver nodded taking Tracers hand. She was wearing gloves meant for cold weather, they made Tracers hands feel bigger than they actually where, but even when they were covered she could feel the strength of Tracers grip one that was soft and firm caring and protective. It spoke measures of Tracers personality or at least how she saw her. It made Siver wonder, it made her feel. It was all Siver wanted and more, it was all she needed.

Siver found one more thing to admire about Tracer.

They stood in place they said nothing and held hands. The wind blew and moved the loose snow around them. Some of the snow founds its way into Tracer's hair.

And Siver admired it.

Tracer's hair was black, cut short and bangs spiked. Tracer's eyes where golden brown.

Siver admired that.

Siver's hair was dull and brown. Siver's eyes boring, dull and blue hidden behind glasses.

And Siver wondered if Tracer admired that.

"We should get going" Siver was the one who spoke this time.

Tracer smiled and nodded "Yes, of course love"

Tracer didn't let go of Siver's hands as they walked, the only time she let go was to write. It made the long cold walk seem short and warm even when they didn't talk. It was nice. Then they were on their way back to the watch point. The sun was starting to set as the two girls walked hand in hand. It would be freezing soon and neither of them wanted to be out during all that. Once they were back it was another call letting Winston know the job was done. Winston letting them know transport was on the way. Siver and Lena sat in the watch point warming up as they waited.

"So…" Tracer was staring at Siver "how was it? What do you think?"

Siver blinked "Think about what"

"The mission"

"Cold"
"Just cold? " Tracer laughed a little, and Siver smiled.
"No" Siver leaned back "it was nice, spending time with you, and it sort of reminds me of home"

"Home?"

Siver nodded again closing her eyes "I'm from Canada, the Rockie Mountains to be precise"

Tracer didn't have a chance to reply as the transport had arrived. Tracer shut things down at the watch point before they both made there was to the transport.

Tracer sat beside Siver this time. She reached her hand out and Siver took it, their finger inter twined. The ride home would be long but that was okay. It was quiet and soon it looked as if Tracer had dozed off.

Siver smiled. "Lena…I am so madly in love with you" she said softly assuming that Tracer really was asleep and couldn't hear a thing.

But Tracer wasn't a sleep and she did hear what Siver had to say. And, Lena to was also madly in love with Siver.

And they admired that about each other.

WOW first time writing overwatch characters probably ooc. Any long-time fans of me know i love shipping my oc's with Canon characters and I don't intend to stop now. Please no comments about how shipping oc and canons is tacky cuz I do not care you choice what you read.

Also why is this fanfic called Step Ladder, it's sort of a joke with my boyfriend and I because both Lena and Siver and short so they'd need a step ladder

What watch point are they at? I don't know.

No idea when the next one will come a small part of me wants to jump into it now XD