You flinched at the harsh poke Gabriel gave Jack.
"Answer my question, pretty boy," he growled.
Jack stiffened before spinning on his heels.
"It's not like you answered any of mine, Reyes," he snarled. Gabriel took a step toward Jack, him returning the gesture. Gabriel hands were clenched, he was snarling. Usually that face would be turning you on while you teased him, but you were just scared, panicking. Two super soldiers? If they did start a genuine fight what could you do? You, at most, reached Gabriel's lower chest. You jokingly added that you looked like a luxury pencil warmer for his lower regions during sex before getting serious again when Jack shoved Gabriel back. Gabriel seemed a bit stunned for a split second.
"Why didn't you let me send out Blackwatch, Morrison?"
" Are you kidding me? You and you're group of delinquents would have just repeated Rialto! You think I can send you out immediately after bringing the world's attention to you?!" Jack half laughed. Gabriel ground his teeth, his agents was definitely his sore spot. He tilted his head down, face growing dark. Your breath sped up, anxious as to what's to come. Jack stared at Gabriel, his 'cold persona' at took a turn to stare deep into Gabriel's face, seeing how his usually handsome hazel eyes stared at the floor. His mouth was curled downwards, lips thin, the eyebags under his eyes screaming stress. He must be seeing things with how much he was staring at the ground. Maybe he was in that light headed state most people around you had been dragged into lately. You're head buzzing lightly, your consciousness floating, your thoughts would be loud deafening tremors that would be physically exhausting. Everyone had been feeling it, even you. But then his face scrunched to pain, from there to anger. His shoulders flexed towards his head. Really brings out his muscles, ha, you thought.
"Did you forget how many people died that day? All those young recruits. Why did you even think about taking the hardly-trained-squad anyway? You let all those talon agents get away, you lost our only lead on Amelie, ...Gerard," Gabriel lifted his head and you swear you saw tears in his eyes but you didn't even know how to process any of the words. The screaming of the buzzing in your head made you feel sick.
"Ana..." He whispered. You gagged, feeling your cheeks getting wet. It felt like everything was blurry. Confused you dragged your hand across your face, tears. The anxiety in your stomach almost had you curling up and yelling. You hadn't thought about that name since you learned the news that she was dead. You didn't want to realize or acknowledge it because, until you did, Ana was still alive to you. You pictured her in some random cafe talking with the staff about how amazing her daughter was.Sounds like her, you smiled. Looking up, you saw Jack flinch at the name. Everyone had deep history with her so her death was not easy to swallow. There was a long silence before anyone dared to try and speak,
"Where have you been getting the supplies to continue O'Deorain experiments, without my permission?" Jack spat out. Gabriel scoffed,
"I showed you the papers, Jack."
Morrison clenched his jaw then spoke with a l
Shaking voice, "I went to the warehouse you said you took them from, Gabe. He said yes, but when I got back and searched for the manager in our records HE DIDN'T EXIST! Gabriel, you were the only one who knew about my trip. That person wasn't some random person playing pretend with me. He had an ID. A well made fake ID. Explain that to me," Jack was clearly trying to restrain his voice.
"Morrison, I told you that blackwatch has the records and contracts with that area of Overwatch!" Gabriel was too.
"That was never in the agreement for Blackwatch!" They both took steps forward.
"YES, it was!" Voices were loud now.
"NO, it wasn't! I wrote the papers!" Shut up before I'm sick!
"And I signed it!" Jack shoved Gabriel away from him. Gabriel steps forwards again. Oh god.
You bravely murmured a light stop.
" I thought the commander of Overwatch would at least know who he is giving his weapons too."
"You're still so caught up on that?" he laughed, "When are you going to accept that everyone thought I am better than you?" Gabe landed a punch in Morrison's face. Jack staggered back, fazed for a second, before returning the favor. That was it, before you could even breathe to speak, they were on each other. Kicking, punching, throwing each other around.
"Why can't you ever just listen to me, Morrison?" Gabe squeezed out in between throwing punches. They backed away from each other temporarily, resorting to circulating each other.
"stop," you whimpered, but they were too occupied to hear you, "STOP!" They turned to you, Jacks face stern like looking at a child who tried to talk over their conversation. You switched to Gabe's face anxiously expecting the same stern look. It was…. only loving? He smiled gently at you, almost painfully. You remembered how Ana would always waggle a finger at them, treating them like young boys ruff housing. You remembered the joyed look you would share when she successfully made them make up. You remember how she teased you should become a mother quick so you can handle these two. The gleam in her eyes whe- No time to grieve, Gabriel was walking up to you, Jack taking a normal stance and starting and crack his nose back in place. You grimaced at that. You took your eyes (and, to your discomfort, ears) away from the cracks and groans of Jack fixing his nose to the large hands placed on you shoulder, thumbs rubbing soft circles in.
"Bebe , I need you to head home," he explained softly, eyes pouring into your confused ones. "I need you to go home and stay there until tomorrow, you need to promise me you'll be at home," her gripped you just a bit harder, voice becoming strained, desperate, hurt.
"Gabe, what's going on," you pleaded, scared by his tone.
"Please, cariño, just listen to me. I'm scared you're in danger," he squeezed out holding you a bit closer.
"How are we in danger?! Gabriel what do you know?" Jack interrupted, earning a hostile glance from Gabe.
"Please," he whispered to you. You felt tears brimming your eyes. You weren't sure why, maybe you were just having an emotional day. You nodded your head shyly, and Gabe smiled at you. His eyebrows curling upward with his lips, he pulled you in for a kiss. It was only passionate for a in-front-of-commander-Jack-Morrison kiss, but it was still comforting.
"Te amo mucho." he whispered, millimeters from your lips. You nodded lightly, cupping his cheek you replied with a "Me too." Jack gave a small tut and eye roll, but you both ignored him. Breaking the eye contact, Gabe lightly pushed you towards the door. You complied, you know you should stay and stop them from hurting each other, but the intensity in Gabe request had shook you. You took steady steps towards the door, heard a thud of Gabe throwing Jack onto the floor, and the hit of Jack hitting back.
You climbed into your car, shaking and quivering. Too many emotions in too short of a time. You had been reminded of the fear of Amelie's where snouts, the sadness of Gerard's death, and the agony of Ana's. But Gabe's fear hit you hard, what did he know. Dropping your bag down in the passenger's seat, you started the car. It rose of the floor a few feet before it started booting up.
"Greetings, where would you like to go?" the AI asked you.
"Just home please"
"Finding route to home." You sighed, holding the steering wheel. Even if these cars could drive themselves, it was beat to have someone sitting in the driver's seat.
Ten minutes later and you were pretty far from base. Almost home you thought. Usually that's comforting, finally getting to hang up all your gear to kick back on the couch with Gabe. But something was giving you a dark feeling. You desperately tried to drag the thought that Gabe might not come home tonight out of your head, but it was kicking and screaming. You turned your attention to the stores on the sidewalk, trying to find something interesting. You noticed a cars starting to duck towards the side of the road. You followed suit. And then Overwatch patrol cars were whizzing down the road, sirens blaring. Panicking, you dug out your small phone Overwatch had given for emergencies. Dialing the patrol center hurriedly. One ring. Two ring. Please. Third ring. Please.
" Overwatch patrol centre, this is Katie speaking" a voice answered quickly.
"This is Agent l/n, I noticed a lot of the cars have been sent out what's going on?" There was a pause, faint keyboard sounds in the background. She must be checking who you are.
"Ah, OK, Agent l/n there was a bomb found at base, bombs squad including all patrol has been sent out to protect the area. Apparently there is conflict inside so everyone has been ordered to stay away from the building." Your heart sunk. Bomb? Could this be what G- You felt it. The light shift of the car. You prayed it was just a strong wind, but then you saw it, heard it. Something bad has happened. The smoke was rising high into the air in the distance. Everyone stepped out of their cars to get a look at the smoke and flames, murmuring to themselves. You jumped into your car before skidding you car around, giving a shouted, rushed explanation to Katie to inform everyone at the site you were coming. You stomped on the acceleration.
Clambering out of your car you ran towards base. But it wasn't there. There was just rumble, the place had been lowered to the ground. You flashed your ID to the guards and ran into the now nonexistent building. Trying to stop your mind from recognizing the agents lying on the ground. They had no blood, nothing. They just lay there, sleeping. You would say peaceful, but the force of the blast had thrown them so far they lay in mangled positions. You noticed it now, how their arms bent the wrong way, or their heads at weird angles. You were going to be sick. But you kept running, and it just got worse. People closer in were the ones with the external injuries. People with large bits of concrete jammed into them. People missing limbs. And farther in, nothing. Just dust, ash, and rumble. You wondered how many ashes you could be standing on right now before pushing the idea out of your head. Gabe, Jack. You sprinted towards where you last saw them, breathe and heart rate following the fast beat of your footsteps. There was nothing. Nothing. Just rubble. Face draining, you began to claw at the rubble. Even if it scraped your fingers of, you were going to find them. You cried and cried and sobbed but you never stopped digging. You clawed. Scratched. And didn't stop. You couldn't stop.