McCree wasn't always one to be with somebody, he naturally tended to be out on his own. His usual motives were to head to the bar at night, drink until his vision blurred and the world around him spun, and pass out wherever and repeat the process the next day.

But, there he was, star-gazing with someone. A woman. A woman he knew slightly.

Her name was Sombra, or at least, that's what she called herself. She was so.. peculiar-looking. The hair, the strange glowing … things on her head, her haunting, bright eyes… she packed the full package of unique.

Yet, despite her looks, she was actually very laid-back. Well, with McCree anyway.

They've met before, ironically at a bar, and from there they've bumped into each other more often. It was strange at first, proceeded to be a bit creepy, but in the end, both adults appreciated each other's company.

During their meet-ups, they would tell each other things; things both wouldn't tell anyone else.

For example, McCree learned that Sombra was working for Talon, an association that was certainly anything but good. Jesse McCree knew too well that Talon can be brutal in so many ways, and he just so happened to be talking to someone who worked with them.

He should've been afraid of her, he should've backed away from her.

Then there he was, gazing at the starry sky with Sombra.

"Que bonito, right McCree?" the woman in purple spoke softly, standing closely to the vaquero.

Jesse looked down at Sombra for a second, noticing her small, sweet smile, and then looked back at the star-scattered sky.

"Of course, darl'. It's surely a beauty."

It was true, the dark blue sky was beautiful. The millions and millions of stars spread about made the sky sparkle, and it stretched out far and wide.

"Although," McCree started saying. "I've seen prettier."

That sudden comment intrigued Sombra. "Oh? And what could be prettier than tonight?"

The tall man took a slight pause, a smirk spreading on his face.

"You."

Even though McCree should've stayed away from Sombra, he just couldn't. When they first met and spoke, she posed no threat to him. And as they continued to meet each other, he developed certain feelings for her.

Jesse McCree had fallen in love with Sombra. Sure, call him a fool for choosing to drool over such a suspicious woman (he thought that about himself at first), but he just loved everything about her.

The way she talked to him, the way she joked around, her physical appearance; all those little bits made McCree stay attached to her.

And, it's not like it was a one-sided crush. Sombra loved him too.

They were dating each other, in absolute secret.

"Aw, querido," Sombra gushed out, a small blush appearing on her cheeks. "Surely you don't mean it."

The gunslinger shot a curious look at Sombra, standing in disbelief at her words. "Hun, how could I be lyin'? You're the most gorgeous woman I've ever met! I promise ya that. Hell, I can even say that your eyes are like the stars; shining brightly and beyond beautiful."

Sombra couldn't take McCree's sweetness; those sugary words just melted her heart.

Since being at a loss for words, Sombra decided to respond to McCree with action.

She grasped McCree's serape and yanked him down to her height, and softly planted a sweet kiss on his lips. Although Jesse was at first taken aback by such a sudden action, he immediately began to kiss her in return.

As he savored her soft lips, McCree noticed that Sombra must've glossed on some fruit-flavored lip balm onto them, since they tasted so good. He absolutely loved it when she did that.

Finally parting away, both lovers gazed into each other's eyes, taking in the moment.

Both of them had different views on each other. Sombra saw McCree as a tough yet gentle man, while McCree often acknowledged Sombra to be extremely laid-back and daring. Somehow, these two mixed in perfectly with one another.

"Well, I suppose you need to scurry back to your precious Talon," Jesse sighed out, a bit disappointed at the thought that Sombra might need to leave him.

Sombra latched her hand onto McCree's softly. "Pfft, Talon doesn't need me right now, and I certainly don't need them."

Even if he appreciated her courage for wanting to stay with him, he well knew that not going back to Talon was a dangerous move.

"Sombra, please, you could get hurt," McCree stated out firmly, concern glossed in his eyes.

The young woman in purple brought herself closer to McCree. "Jesse, amor, I need you. Talon can wait for me, and if they try to contact me asking about my absence, I can make up an excuse! It works all the time, trust me."

Jesse did trust Sombra, he did ever since they met. He just knew that such an action like that brings in danger for both of them.

But, he's been in danger before and has dealt with it. So, why try pushing Sombra away?

Giving in, Jesse sighed and then said, "Alright, alright. You're stickin' with me for now, sweetheart. I know that there's a motel 'round here somewhere.."

Sombra giggled a bit, and hugged McCree with a loving passion.

She knew that this was a major sacrifice on her account, staying away from Talon, but it was surely worth it.

Sombra's days purely consisted of just hacking and killing, hacking and killing, and those days can sometimes be stressful or terrifying.

So, she occasionally needs time to herself. And she spends her time with Jesse McCree, her precious vaquero.

The man in the serape and cowboy hat kindly took in the hug, and then began leading Sombra towards wherever the motel could be.

And as both lovers walked away, the sparkling starry sky followed right after them.