Jack was chained up against a wall when he regained consciousness. He struggled against the restraints trying to figure out how much give the cuffs had. He was flexing when he heard a voice that sent chills down his spine. "So you're awake...soldier?" Came the dual tone of Reaper. Jacks eyes narrowed behind his visor as he stared at the biggest nemesis he'd ever had. Reaper reared his head back and let out a howling laugh as his body turned into a black mist and he floated over to his chained prisoner. Reforming next to Jack, Reaper snaked a hand behind Jack's back and drove his clawed gauntlet into his prisoner's back. Jack pitched forward trying to get away from the silver talons threatening to shred his spine, but found himself at the end of the shackles' give too soon.
Behind the owl bone mask, Gabriel was seething with fury. It had been such a long wait, but he finally had captured Morrison. The Leader who hadn't the heeded the warnings. The Man who had ordered without though. Most importantly, The Lover who had left Gabe behind. Gabe pulled his hand from behind his prisoner and took a huge swipe across Jack's chest. Five large claw marks opened up in the leather jacket, the blood dripping from the wounds serving to calm Gabe down as he said, "You've been most difficult to track down, but thanks to Amari...the older one...I now have you." Jack bucked against the restraints again as he asked angrily, "Where's Ana!"
Gabe took one sharp claw and pressed it into one of the wounds pushing him back against the wall and replied, "She's where I left her, you were more important. Now don't make me rush this and finish you off." Gabe swiped his hands across Jack's torso, shredding the rest of the garment. He ripped the tatters off his prisoner and threw them in the corner. Reaching behind him, Gabe pulled one of his shotguns from their otherworldly location.
He pressed the muzzle into Jack's jaw and asked, "How does it feel to know this is the end, soldier?" Jack pressed his own chin harder into the gun as he said, "I already lost everything I ever loved! Send me to my end so I can join him..." Gabe dropped the shotgun, it turning into black smoke that re-joined his body as he reached up and grabbed the man's jaw, digging his claws in. He was loosing his cool again when he put his mouth next to Jack's ear and asked, "Who...did YOU loose?"
An uneasiness crept over Jack at the intimacy in Reaper's voice, but he shook it off and continued to stare forward. When this monster finally ended him, he'd be able to join his Gabriel on the other side. Gabe stepped back before he did something crazy, he was already loosing his concentration, causing his body to slip into the wraith's mist. He focused for a minute and his corporeal form snapped back. Jack watched the display with weariness, something wasn't right but he couldn't figure it out. Reaper had been killing off Overwach members for years without second thought. He now had Jack and seemed to be conflicted about what to do. Gabe stepped forward and balled his hands into fists. His first strike was into the restrained man's jaw, the second, his chin. The next punch cracked Jack's visor so Gabe ripped it off, his claws leaving little lines where they caught his cheek.
For ten minutes his wailed on Jack, switching from torso blows to quick chin jabs. Morrison was close to passing out from the blows when he said, "Talon is so weak! Their top agent had to restrain me before he could beat me up." Mouth full of blood, he spit it at the monster in front of him, the blood landing square on the bone white mask. Gabe reached up and touched the fluid, but didn't wipe it off. He backhanded Jack and then stepped back. Behind the mask his face was snarled but his voice was even as he said, "You used to love when I tied you up...Jackie!!"
Realization his Jack like a ton of bricks, how had he not seen it before? The build was exactly the same, the indomitable drive, the savagery of the kills, but Reaper couldn't be? Gabe watched the emotions and thoughts as they played across Jack's face. Had it been another time, he would have enjoyed watching his fiancé's gears turn. Gabe stepped back from the wall and stood directly in front of the man he once loved. He reached up and pulled his hood down, his shoulder length brown hair falling in waves down from behind the mask. The trench coat turned to smoke and dissipated, leaving him in his black fatigues and muscle shirt. One by one, the straps of grenades disappeared until he was down to the basics. His gauntlets evaporated leaving his long slender hands bare except for the inch long black claws on each finger.
That's when Jack saw it, the Citrine and Black engagement band he'd given Gabe. He watched as the hand went to the collar of Reaper's shirt. Gabe slid one of those black claws down the front, slicing open the tight shirt revealing a torso full of scars, skin that looked dead and a single tattoo. "24x76" the tattoo that matched Jack's own "76x24" pec tattoo. Jack sagged against the restraints as all the memories of love were swept up into the all the times he'd barely gotten away from Reaper, all the times he had tried to mortal wound this man over the years. Gabe reached up and grasped his mask, disengaging it with an audible click. When Jack saw the face, he started to weep. His fiancé was the same strong jawed Hispanic man from all those years ago.
There were patches, like his torso, that looked dead, but he was unchanged otherwise. His eyes were a bright garnet, and were burning with fury. Jack could have sworn if he focused, he could see Gabe's honey colored irises behind the red, and they were full of pain. Jack stammered as he asked, "Gabe...how is this possible?" Replying as a snarl formed, "What that I'm alive? It seems Angela's botched experiments to save me from the soldier enhancements seem to have been a blessing. It's harder to hold fully human, but this suffices..." Jack looked confused as he watched Gabe. Letting out an Audible sigh at Jack, Gabe began to concentrate on fully healing. The dead patches of skin filled with color, his nails shrunk back to normal and his eyes lost the red they normally carried.
Jack watched the small transformations in awe, but more than that, he was excited that his Gabe was alive. Gabe shot an eyebrow up and like the trench did earlier, the improvements misted away. Walking up to the bare chested man in chains, he pulled one of Jacks biotic canisters and activated it. The golden field coated both them in a healing glow. The shadows it casted on Gabe's face made him look even more severe, and unfortunately for Jack, more handsome. Gabe leaned in and whispered, "You never could hide your excitement..." Jack blushed and tried to lessen whatever was going on, but he was stuck.
Gabe reached around Jacks head and brought him closer, kissing him deeply and passionately. His other hand found the excitement in Jack's pants and started rubbing him through the fabric. "Mi, Amor...I've missed my Boy Scout..." Gabe said through quick kisses. One quick swipe and all of Jacks manhood was freed and completely gripped in Gabe's hand. He worked Jack until he was panting and begging. When he looked up his face had no emotion as he said, "Did you think you were just gonna get a little quicky?" He grabbed his Fiancé's sac and squeezed before stepping away. The smoke swirled around him until everything back in place, including his mask.
"Good night Morrison," he called over his shoulder before walking out of the holding cell. Jack was stunned, shirtless, horny, and sad.