It had been a long day for the medic, but she found herself in the local bar. A few familiar faces but not the one she was hoping to see. 'He must still be on mission...' Angela thought as she ordered herself a mild drink. She wasn't known for being able to hold her liquor that well.
Hours went by and drink after drink got drowned down to the point where she couldn't stand on her own.
Laughing mixed with protests came from the woman as Jesse helped her back to the base. He had seen enough and started to fear for her safety.

Once settled back at the base, Jesse helped Angela to her room. She had gone from a laughing mess to a clingy person. As much as he appreciated the kind words that came out of her mouth. He knew that she would regret most of it once she had sobered up.
"Alright doc, time for some sleep." Jesse said as he helped her into bed.
"Haha, aren't you gonna join me?" The blonde asked as she tugged on his metal arm, thinking it was her boyfriend who had come to her rescue.
A loud thud came from the hallway, a blonde man just stared at the scene before him. His worst nightmare had become real, too real.

He turned on his heel and walked off, the sound of his prosthetic leg filled the silent night with sounds. 'How... Why...' Questions like that filled the aussie's head as he walked to where his partner was living. How he got in to the room was unclear to him, but there he sat. Crying his heart out to his best friend and told his partner of the scene he was a witness to.
Mako listened to everything and offered him to sleep on the couch for the night which the blonde accepted. He cried himself to sleep that night, all he wanted was to forget everything.

Jamison had been ignoring Angela all that morning, whenever he saw or heard her he would walk a different route. The medic found it strange that she hadn't seen Jamison at all that morning, she had woken up with a massive headache and the need to empty her stomach, a clear sign she had done too much yet again but no trace of the junker.
Hours passed without the two noticing each other's, but that was all about to change. Jamison was in the training facilities testing out his new bombs when the medic was called in. Genji had a bug in his cyborg body and didn't function as he wished for. Angela checked the cyborg but told him to see Winston to get the bug fixed as it was out of her expertise.

She glanced into the facilities and saw the aussie launching off his bombs at the training bots. One of the bombs bounced back at the man before blowing off.
Angela quickly rushed over to him, hoping he wasn't badly injured. "You alright there Jamison?"
"Just a scratch doc..." His voice was cold and emotionless, not the usual high spirited that everyone knew him as. 'Wait, did he just call me doc?' Angela thought as she tried to get a good look at him.
"I have to go now, Roadie wanted me to get him something." The aussie said and walked off, blood was dripping from all the small cuts he had gotten from the explosion.
Angela watched him walk out, leaving her all alone in the facilities.

Jamison went straight to his old room that he had been using as a lab and locked the door. He didn't want anyone to see how much he was hurting.
Sliding down onto the floor, tears went streaming down. He no longer wished to be in a place where he would see her or even remember her.
"God, why..." He whispered to himself and stared into the darkness.
Time flew by but the junker hadn't moved an inch. His body had grown tired from crying, but the sandman was not welcomed. He pushed himself up from the ground and flickered on the single working light he had.
"I need a strong one..." He muttered to himself and went to the cabinet where he kept his liquor and explosives. what he chose didn't matter at all. he could just go off with a blast for all he cared.

Bottles went by with the hours, to the point where he couldn't stand and could barely stay awake. He was far from where he wanted to be, he wanted to forget. As he was reaching for a beer bottle, someone knocked on the door. "OI! I'm... uhm... working... Yes, I'm working!" Jamison shouted, not wanting to deal with anyone at the moment. The sound of knocking happened once more, "the hell you want?!"
"Open up Rat," Mako calmly said and waited patiently for the slimmer man to open. Things went flying everywhere as Jamison made his way to the door, crashing into various of things.
"Ello mate," he faked a smile for his partner who only grunted in response. He could smell alcohol from the man's breath and knew he was out on deep waters.

Days went by and it was all the same, Jamison avoiding Angela, refusing to go on the mission and drinking. He had become a regular at the bar, sitting at the same place every day. He had found the best place in the bar to blend in and be unknown.
Every night when the bar closed, Mako would come and drag him home. Bu then he would have passed out and sleep well into the day. The never-ending lope.
Mako looked at his friend who was fast asleep in his bed, 'what have brought you to this point?' He thought to himself but he promised his partner to watch over him. He had already been too close to drink something he shouldn't. All he knew was that Jamison was a ticking time bomb.

The day after the two junkers along with Hanna, Lucio, Jesse and Angela were out on mission. Mako had tricked his friend into coming on the mission. Anything to have him stop drinking.
The small group traveled to Numbani to investigate a talon attack as well as picking up a ominic. The travel there was silent, anyone hardly spoke. They all felt the tension in the air.
"Doc, what is the plan?" Jesse asked as he had gotten a strong warning with not acting like Wyatt Earp in the gunfight at Tombstone, Arizona.
"Athena said the area has been quiet after the attack, but we can't let our guard down." Angela looked out the window and took in all the damage that had happened in the attack.

The group slipped up into two groups to cover a larger area in the town. Jamison got placed with Angela and Jesse, he hated everything about it. Athena had divided them up herself and sent the tanks off to the less secure route.
"What do you two think caused talon to attack this place?" The gunslinger asked, looking around for any clues.
"I believe to retrieve the gauntlet to Doomfist." Angela said, the damage was similar to last time the talon member had been here. Jamison glared at the two, still intoxicated, "she has clearly moved on and chosen him." A voice said and caused him to grow more furious.
"What a lovely couple you two are." The junker spat out, the two in front of him stopped up ad looked at him.
"What now?" Jesse asked and rose his eyebrow. "What makes you think that?"