"Ana.. I.." For the first time he was rather speechless, still shocked at the fact that she was alive and well. He swallowed a bit as he relaxed a bit, the adrenaline from the fight starting to wear off and tire his old bones. He sat the rifle down and removed his visor, allowing the woman to see his actual face.
"Me saving you. Just like old times, eh Jack?" She smiled softly, the slight wrinkles of her face only adding emphasis to the obviously caring expression she shared. She sat down her rifle as well, getting closer and running her hands along his scarred face, smirking a bit. "Seems I was a bit too late for a few of these, though I'm sure the ladies love them eh?" She chuckled as she pulled away.
76 was still a bit stunned as he felt her warm hands on his face, the scars of his past coming to his attention after having been forgotten behind the mask of who he was now. "We thought... I thought..." The pang of guilt and sorrow filled his heart once more, trying it's best to distinguish any sort of warmth that the woman had rekindled inside him, doing a good job so far.
"Jack, we both had our missions and I made my choice to stay hidden. I should have known that you wouldn't have stayed down for too awful long." She looked over at a lone gun, the thing having been thrown away by 76's attacker. "But Gabriel... I never thought that he would have come this far."
She sighed softly before looking back and smiling at the man in front of her. "But enough about that. We have some catching up to do, don't you think?" She picked up her rifle and looked around, eyeing their surroundings a bit as if she were looking for something.
"I'm sorry, but I don't have the time to catch up. I have a mission, and while I would love to have you, I understand if..." He was quickly cut off by the woman, who wasn't about to let the man worm his way out of the situation.
"How is Fareeha doing?" She asked rather bluntly, not looking at the man as she asked. She had done her best to keep hidden from everyone which had included her own daughter. But she had kept tabs on her in some way, though her information was a bit old.
76 felt his heart beat a bit quicker, the question throwing him off quite a bit. He had obviously kept up with Fareeha, or Pharah as she went by now. The girl had always looked up to Overwatch, and while he knew that Ana didn't want Pharah to follow in either of their footsteps, he hadn't been able to keep that promise.
"She uh... she's doing well for herself... is a Securtiy Chief with a pretty big company... I know you didn't want that but I doubt she would listen to.." He was cut off once again, though Ana turned to look at him this time.
"Listen to some mysterious old rogue with a chip on his shoulder? Well then..." She stepped closer, that familiar heated temper coming out. "Perhaps she would have listened to her father? Had you ever thought of that Jack?" She huffed as she stared him down, 76 doing his best to keep from saying the wrong thing.
"What do you not understand about me being dead? If she knew about me, then someone else would find out. Someone worse than Rea- Gabriel..." He looked away from her, that guilt filling him once more. "I'm sorry Ana. I know that back then we had promised to keep us a secret, for the best of Overwatch. But after losing you, after losing everything, I didn't think I deserved to gain a daughter that I was never there for..."
Ana softened her look, hearing the sorrow in the man's voice as she reached up and pulled away his visor. "Jack, don't beat yourself up. I'm no better. I could have easily found the both of you, and yet it took something like this to finally bring me out." She smiled softly and came closer to the man, her arm wrapping around his neck as she pulled herself to him and pressed her lips against his suddenly.
It was just like old times. Her lips felt the same as they had back when he first kissed her, when he had last kissed her. His arms instinctively wrapped around her to keep her close. It had been so long since he had felt the warmth of another, let alone her. He could smell the soft scent of her hair and clothing and while it was merely a musty smell of their location and the places around it, it filled him with memories.
He pulled away from her slowly, his eyes looking into her one. It was like nothing had changed between them, and the last decades had merely been a drop in the bucket of their collective lives. He pulled her hood down, her white hair matching his own and pulled into one long braid. He smirked a bit, "Finally got that mess in order I see."
She grinned at his comment, nodding a bit. "What can I say? I've had quite a bit to get everything in order." SHe pulled away, though her hand grabbed onto his and she tried to lead him away from his spot. "Follow me Jack, I have a place we can rest. Better than out here in this sun..." She picked up her rifle and slung it around her shoulder.
76 felt a part of him wanting to deny her request, but he couldn't find it in him to do such a thing. Not after everything that had happened. "Fine. But I'm not staying forever..." His voice trailed off as the woman led him away, a soft smile on her face.