"You're getting MARRIED? Seriously? Someone actually likes you?"

"Unrealistic. I know."

Sombra tried her best not to laugh, her brown eyes gleaming in amusement. Jesse took off his hat and placed it on the bar.

"To…" Sombra wiggled her eyebrows.

"You won't know him."

"I know everything. And everyone. That's sort of my gimmick Jesse."

The snow fell slowly on the frozen ground outside the warm wooden cabin that served as a bar which Sombra and Mccree sat in.

"Ever heard of the Shimadas?"

"THE EMO ONE?" she almost screamed.

"No, no! the younger one. Yaknow, this tall-" he gestured with his hand how tall his husband-to-be is. "Green hair, robotic ass?"

"Ugh." She groaned. "MEN! You're all so useless." Little did she know she was the world's second biggest lesbian, after lena "lesbian" oxton.

"How 'bout you? Any ~special someone~?" he took another sip of his drink, a drink that defiantly didn't lack alcohol.

She giggled. "I'm waaaaay to good for anyone. No one deserves all of this." She gestured at her face and raised an eyebrow.

"Funny." He looked somewhat worried. "My dad used to say something like that too." He sighed. "He really did not love anyone. Well. At least I have Fareeha and Genji. And you!"

"You don't even know me. And I think you've been past ,,tipsy,, for the last hour."

"Means it's time to! For starters, what's your name hacker cinderella?"

"it's…." she stopped. "I won't tell you just yet."

Sombra pulled her tight curls into a high ponytail, her silver bracer, adorned with the overwatch symbol, shining on her hand. She felt the missing tracking chip previously installed in it, and the lighter weight of Talon's bug she planted there. Her trench coat was slightly oversized, and matched her purple high cut jeans.

"ughhhhhh." He groaned. "I really don't want to do this mission I don't wanna deal with Vishkar again….." he took another sip. And another one. "We're friends right? You're coming to my wedding yeah? Not like a work thing… but like…. A friend thing…"

"I've been here for like a week Jesse."

"I really love him yaknow?"

"Again, I know everything."

Her phone buzzed.

"Ya girlfriend?" he teased.

"Shut up."

The message was from the fake phone number she knew her Talon teammates were using.
'qxmn nxy uord mky vho chzgu chgn ckzgb nxzl zl m FZLLZHG' was the code, which she cracked in seconds – 'what the fuck are you doing dont drink this is a mission'. Gabe came up with the key for that one.

'relax Gabe I just got myself an invitation to an overwatch agent's WEDDING I know what I'm doing' she translated into the code quickly.

'lets just get the job done. And STOP calling me gabe'

"who you talking to?" he said, his dark dreadlocks falling on his face.

"just checking info with 76." She said too quickly.

"G-D I hate that dude. Always 'I'm not Jack anymore, Jack Morrison is dead' yada yada yada, but he still asks us to call him sir? Just die already dude."

Her phone buzzed again. 'jajaja nice'

"let's call it a night and we'll talk when you're sober, okay?"

"Merry Christmas Rara."

"I'm Jewish."

"So am I but I love holidays."

"go to sleep Jesse."