Name: Jennifer Micheals

Age: 24

Eye color: Lime green

Hair color: Irish red

Hair length: Just past shoulder blades

Bust size: 38DD

Height: 5'10"

Tattoos: Skull and crossbones on left upper arm

Piercings: double earlobe piercings and cartilage piercing in each ear

Weapon of choice: Flamethrower, dual pistols

Nationality: Scottish

Random: Loves fire and burning stuff, a sense of humor of any sort; Is very playful and fun-loving, loves to listen to music of all sorts, likes to work on cars and other vehicles on her spare time, loves Ice cream and other sweets; Is a major rebel, loves wearing gothic-type clothing; loves video games. Smokes on occasion.

Name: Lorna O'Reilly

Age: 27

Eye color: Sky Blue

Hair color: reddish brown

Height: 5'7"

Bust: 34C

Weapon of Choice: Crossbow, throwing knives

Nationality: Scottish

Random: Was dishonorably discharged from the special operations unit in the military for accidentally killing the wrong target; is known to be sweet but short-tempered; was recently recruited into Overwatch for her advanced skills with her power to faze through wall and to go invisible, as well as with crossbows and throwing knives; her nickname from the military was, and still is, 'Shadow', due to her skills in stealth. Was, and still is, childhood best friends with Jessica Micheals; loves strawberry cheesecake.

It was another hot day in the Overwatch HQ. I was working on a 1970's Chevy Impala in my Garage when I hear a knock on the main door. I emerge from under the car and stand up to open the door, only to see Junkrat, my best friend in this place. I met him when I was first recruited and we instantly hit it off, becoming fast friends. He and I were always seen hanging out on our days off.

"Hey, lad! What can I do for ya?" I say in my usual Scottish accent, grinning at him. Junkrat grins back, making a small blush appear on my face. In case you haven't noticed, I have a major crush on Jamison. I just don't want to admit it just yet.

"Hey there, Sheila! I was wondering if you wanted to go get some lunch then head to the arcade for a bit?" I feel my grin spread bigger, if that was even possible.

"I'd love to! Just let me clean myself off a bit, first, 'kay?" He giggles and nods eagerly, saying, "Don't take too long!" He leans against the garage doorway while crossing his arms, waiting for me. I chuckle and walk over to the sink next to the door in the back of the room and wet a rag that was nearby before wiping my face and hands free of grease and oil. I toss the rag into the hamper near the sink and turn to Junkrat after pinning my hair up into twin hoops, smiling.

~*Junkrat's POV*~

As she wiped her face off, I notice how nice her ass looked when she bent over the sink.

'Damn, she's quite the looker...God, how I'd love to just smack that round ass of her's...come to think of it, I'd love to do more than just smack it...hehehehe...' I think to myself as a small blush crept onto my face.

"Ready?" I hear from her, snapping me from my thoughts. I look at her curvy figure and grin.

"Yep, let's go!"

~*At the Arcade, Jessica's POV*~

"Ha! I win again!" I laugh as I whip Junkrat's ass in Tekken 5® for the second time. He scowls playfully as the game flashes 'Player 2 Wins!' on the screen.

"Yeah, well I let ya win..." He grumbles. I smirk.

"Oh, really? Well, if you think can beat me, I'll let you choose what to do with me afterwards...deal?" He looks at me with his usual wild grin, like he was planning something.

"You've got yourself a deal, Sheila!" He giggles, holding out his metal hand to shake on it. I chuckle and shake his hand before inserting another quarter into the machine to start the game again. As soon as the game starts, we both immediately begin pushing the buttons to attack each others' characters. Soon, we were neck and neck when suddenly he plants a small, quick kiss on my cheek, distracting me effectively. In my daze, I hear, "Player 1 wins!" Snapping out of my daze, I glare at him.

"You cheated!" I screech at him.

"All's fair in love an' war, Jess!" He laughs out as I begin to pout, "Awe, don't be that way, Sheila! I was just jokin'! Tell ya what...how's about I take ya to our secret hideaway an' watch the sunset like old times, eh? How's that sound?" I look up at his tall self and smile, nodding, "There's the smile I know an' love! C'mon, let's get going before we miss it!" I giggle as he takes my hand and leads me out of the arcade and towards the cliff where we used to go when we first became friends. As I sit down with my legs crossed near the edge of the cliff, I hear Jamison sit down next to me, his false leg pressing gently against my left thigh. I feel my body relax against his shoulder and sigh quietly in content as I feel his metal fingers lace with mine. I blush softly while smiling. I then look up at him to see him staring at me with a spaced-out look on his slightly smiling face.

"What're ya thinkin' about, Jami?" I ask him. He shakes his head quickly.

"Huh? Did ya say somethin'?" I giggle.

"I asked what you were thinkin' about...you were unusually quiet..."

"I was thinkin' about doin' somethin'…"

"And what would that be?" He giggles softly at my confused expression.

"This..." He replies before crushing his lips against my own. My lime green eyes widen slightly in surprise before closing as I kiss him back. As we kiss, I feel his real hand snake into my red hair while the other wraps around my mid-section and pulls me onto his lap. I wrap my arms around his neck as I feel his tongue slide past my lips, starting a small dance within our mouths. We soon separate, due to our need for oxygen, staring into each others' eyes.

"I've waited to do that for a long time, Sheila..." I hear him murmur. I smile.

"As have I..." He giggles slightly and pecks my nose, saying, "Oh, really? You could've just said so..."

"Well, I wasn't sure how ya would've reacted...can we do that again? I really liked it..." He laughs, muttering, "Of course! But if we do it again, I'm pretty sure it'll lead to other things..." I smirk seductively.

"Good...I look forward to it..." He grins before pressing his lips to my neck and biting me, making me gasp in pleasure.