Jack laid Angela down on the Medical Bed, her tears had stopped as they entered the Med-bay, "What happened?" Winstons gruff voice sounded beside him, the gorilla looking down at the Doctor who whimpered curling her hands around the leather in Jacks jacket.
"Gods," Jack muttered running his hands through his white hair looking down at her, "He raped her."
"Alright Luvs," Lena called to them, "Out with ya, let Angie get dressed." Lena was already in front of the two of them pushing them out of the Medical room, with a hard shove she slammed the door in Winstons and Jacks face.
"Lena," Angela whispered trying to push herself up.
"No Luv, stay down," Tracer blinked herself over to Angela resting a hand on her shoulder pushing her down, "Look Angie I know your used to patching us up, but let us take care of you... alright luv?"
Angela smiled softly at Lena who was rumaging around the room trying to find something other than Jacks jacket to wear, Angela shrugged off the rest of her uniform the sleeves and the wings letting them thud to the ground.
She curled up in on herself wrapping Jacks jacket closely around her, "I let him..." She whispered more to herself than Lena.
"What was that luv?" Lena stood infront of her holding light pink hospital scrubs and a soft blanket in one.
"I let him," Angela wailed.
Lena froze for a moment her eyes widened before she tightly wrapped her arms around Angela, this felt strange to her she was used to Angela comforting her when she was phasing in and out of reality. Angela and Winston both been there for her, granted Winston did all the work Angela was calm and patient waiting for her constantly.
"It's not your fault," Lena told her, "He hurt you Angie please don't cry."
"I let him Lena," She gasped for breath, "He... he... Oh mercy Lena."
The two woman sat like this for awhile, Lena was slightly confused knowing Angela would have fought Reaper everystep of the way until they found her but... he walked away without killing her. "Angie.. did Reaper ... did he know about the Overwatch Beacon."
"He's Gabriel," She whispered.
"WHAT!" Lena yelled jumping back.
Jack slammed the door open seeing Lena standing a foot away from the bed her eyes large with confusion, "Angie," he whispered softly sitting down next to her, placing a hand on top of her head, "It's ok."
"Angie, tell me it's not true love?"
"It's him, he took his mask off..." She breathed deeply rubbing at her eyes willing the tears to stop, "Gabriel Reyes is Reaper."
Jack felt his heart stop for a moment Gabriel was alive, but he remembered the building coming down around them. He remembered the screams and shouts of pain, he couldn't believe he survived but no Gabriel was closure to the blast he took more damage than him.
"Angie," He whispered softly, stroking her blonde locks, "I know it's hard... but you went through something no one would wish... you most likely..."
"NO!" She yelled pushing him away, "He's alive Jack!"
"Angela," Jack warned her, "Stand down..."
"NO!" She yelled swinging her arms out catching him in the side of the face hard, Jack grunted Angela might be smaller than him but the woman packed a punch. He grabbed hold of her fists that neraly hit him again and pushed her back, he glanced to see Lena readying a needle with some blue liquid in, "I SAW HIM JACK PLEASE!"
"I'm sorry Angela," His eyes spoke sorrow as he kept her pinned, her eyes widened for a moment before they slipped close her chest gently rising and falling, she was asleep gone to the world.
"You think she's telling the truth Jack?" Lena asked.
Jack shook his head, "I'm hoping she's not."
Angela didn't know how long she had been out for as she pushed herself up in her bed, she was thankful it was in her own room and not the medical bay. She whined softly as she pushed herself up from the soft mattress and out of the bed, she was dressed in an oversize black shirt with the overwatch symbol in white and orange across the front.
She wobbled as she got to her feet, pains shot up her thighs making her stumble forward a few steps she reached out bracing her hand against the wall. Everything hurt her body burned, screamed at her to lay down and rest.
She looked up, looking back at bright blue eyes. A large bruise covered over cheek, a graze across her chin as she pulled down the collar of the shirt she noticed the puncture marks across her jaw were Reapers claws dug into her chin.
She winced as she saw the cuts across the top of her right breast, stitches had been carfeully but in ovr the three slashes. She whimpered as she then pulled the hem of the shirt up seeing the same stitches across her outer and inner thighs.
Tears slipped from her eyes as she sank down to her knees on the floor, she placed a hand to her mouth muffling her loud sobs. What happened to him, he wasn't Gabriel she remembered yes when they had sex it was rough but nothing like this.
He would whisper sweet things in her ear as he sent her over the edge again and again, then Overwatch changed them, heck it changed all off them. This all happened because the borad gave Jack Overwatch and not Gabe. He was fuming she remembered that night he came back to their apartment she was on the phone to Ana at the time asking how everything was when she heard a crash in their bedroom. She remembered saying bye to Ana walking into their room, Gabriel had smashed the mirror that hung on the wall opposite their bed.
She softly padded across the room to him brushing her hand gently up his arm, in turn he slammed her into the wall. Angela flinched remembering everything that night, she was Overwatch whilst he was Blackwatch.
Angela shook herself out the memory pushing herself up to her feet walking over to the ensuite pushing the door open, she squinted as she switched on the light allowing her eyes to adjust for a moment.
That night Gabriel was brutal with his fuck, her body had wrecked with pain all the next day. He stayed with her apologising, taking care of her she didn't go to HQ that day she stayed at home making the others worry. Her phone had rang constantly throughout the day but Gabriel told her to rest for the day.
Angela remembered what he said that night clearly as she leant over and ran herself a bath, 'Fucking Overwatch, that stupid prick of a poster boy... gonna but you on his arm next make up like a pretty whore.'
He got worse over the months, he came back late on days he was only meant to be handing in a report. She sunk into the warm water after she threw the shirt to the ground, always saying they will get their cumupense.
She didn't know he meant that, she knew excatly what happened Jack told her. She washed the grime off herself off her skin and out of her hair, Jack set of the bombs in HQ knowing it was to late to rebuild what had happened, the bombs were safety measures so that if they were attacked no one could get away with the information all headquartres had them.
Gaberiel turned Blackwatch against Overwatch, she feared that she would be dead if it wasn't for her popping out for Lunch. Or he was waiting for her to leave, since the moment she was done the road Overwatch went into shut down. She clenched her eyes shut trying to forget it, she walked away from overwatch the day she burried Jack and Gabriel they nevr found the bodies but know everything made sense.
Awhile later she stepped out the bath wrapping the towel her body, she switched th light of in the bathroom as she stepped back into her room. Maybe a few more hours sleep will help, try take her mind off everything.
She felt him before she saw him she tilted her head up to see him leaning back in her own bed, a photoframe sat in his ungloved hands his gaunlets laid on her bedside table, "Gabriel..." She breathed, "How..."
"Hush love," he told her as he raised from the bed his mask was still on muffling his voice as he cupped her cheek, "We wouldn't want the others to hear you."
"Gabriel you can't be here," she whispered.
His cool fingers brushed across her high cheekbones pulling her in closure the white mask brushed against her face as he pushed it the mask up, he leant in closure to her brushing his lips over hers. Angela whimpered softly into his lips melting into his touch, her hands ran up his leather covered arms her nails digging into the leather pulling him closure.
He pulled away from her mouth for a moment his mask now in his hand, "Angela..." he whispered softly, "Your right I shouldn't..."
"You could stay," She smiled reaching out to him, Gabriel took a step back away from her, "They will accept you."
Gabriel dropped the mask down onto her bed turning his back to her, "I came to see if you got back safetly."
"You always cared," Angela smiled stepping forward.
"Not in that way," he glanced at her, "Talon wants you alive, was making sure you hadn't drowned yourself in the bath."
"Oh Gabe," she waived him off, "I know you don't mean it."
He turned on her suddenly his hand slammed down on her mouth as he pushed her back onto the bed, their bodies slammed against eachother as they fell. Her blue eyes became wide as she struggled under his weight, "I am not that man Angela," he growled, "Why don't you understand." She made a muffled sound under his hand reaching up pushing back on his shoulders gently, "I don't want you or your pathetic team," he growled at her, "I wanted to make sure you weren't dead thats all."
She struggled slightly under his hand for a moment before he pulled it away, "See you do care."
"I didn't want you to do it yourself," he growled.
"Then why are you still here?" She asked.
Gabriel pulled bac for a moment propping himself up on his elbows looking down at the blonde still pinned under him, "I could easily leave," he smirked.
"NO!" She cried reaching up and grabbing hold of his shoulders, "Please don't... i just got you back Gabe... please..."
He shoved her hands off him sending her flying back down onto the bed, "I don't take orders from you Angie, never have and never will." He paused for a moment slamming his hands down either side of her head making it bounce, "You will always be under my control."
She pushed herself up again this time till her face was level with his tilting her head up she gently pushed her mouth against his, Gabriel smirked against her lips she was always so willing to please anyone. He pulled back after a moment listening to her whimper as he moved to sit back against her headboard, "Gabriel please, don't be like this," she pleaded reaching forward to him.
"Be like what?" He growled.
"Like just before..."
He reached forward and halled her up to sit inbetween his legs, "Before when."
"Overwatch fell, the weeks leading up. Gabe this isn't you."
"No... It's the new me."
He threaded a hand into her hair pratically dragging her into his lap, her thighs settled either side of his hips as he forced her head back arching her perfect breasts into his face. The towel was slipping slightly her hair was still damp and her skin slick, with his free hand he snatched the towel away from her body throwing it down onto the floor.
He took in her form, she still looked like she did when she was nineteen, skin so pale and smooth but now with a few scars. He trailed his finger over the stitching across her right breast, "My poor Mercy did I do this to you."
She whimpered slightly in pain, "It's fine..."
His chapped lips brushed against the swell of her breast he was gentle one arm loosely wrapped around her waist as the free hand brushed her uninjured breast. A soft sigh of pleasure slipped the doctors mouth, she whinned as his fingers rolled her nipple softly.
Gabriels eyes were on the stitches as her breasts bounced in front of his face as she started to rock herself across his erection. He caught her other nipple between his teeth as it brushed past his lips pulling the soft skin into his mouth.
"Yes Gabe," Angela moaned as she gribbed hold of her headboard her slick sex rubbed across the leather of his trousers, "Please..."
She always asked so nicely even when he knew she was hurting, she never demanded no not from him. But then, his red eyes narrowed on her face he remembered her with Morrision after a mission she wouldn't demand he sit down and be looked over she asked like him. Angela gasped out in pain as he bit down on her breast, before he pulled back his red eyes trainned on her he twisted her nipple between his fingers making her whine hit a new pitch.
"What do you want Angela?" Gabriel demanded from her.
"I want..." She whined, "Please..."
"Say it Angela," It was never a quesrion with him, always a demand. He knew she wanted it, it never took long until she was a mess under his touch, she was weak when it came to sex. The idea of being pushed up against a door turned her on, him whispering about bending her over her own desk made her underwear dripping wet.
"Please Gabe don't... Oh have Mercy," She whispered as he dipped his fingers down across her slit.
"Tell me excatly what you want," He ordered.
"P-please don't make me say it," She whispered as she rocked her hips against his fingers, the palm of his hand pressed against her clit.
"It's just us Angie," he whispered, as he slipped his fingers into her she as soaking wet already been eight hours since he touched her and he was craving more he wanted to hear her screams, "Scream it."
"PLEASE GABE TAKE ME!" She cried out as she clamped down on his fingers, as she came her juices spread across the palm of his hand and fingers. She slumped forward his face crushed inbetween her breasts.
He chuckled as he turned her over laying her spread eagle across her bed, she whimpered as he withdrew his fingers gently rubbing her swollen clit as he withdrew his fingers. Shifting other her his hands planted either side of her head, he leaning into her kissing her full lips. She moaned into his lips pressing her front fully against his chest. She linked her arms up around his neck drawing him in closure, she missed this contact. Missed him.
He thread his fingers through her hair, allowing the silky locks run through his fingers. "Am I going to have to do all the work here Angie," He whispered against her lips.
Her eyes blew open for a moment, "I am sorry," she whispered back to him unwrapping her arms from his neck. She trailed her nails down across his chest popping the buttons of his shirt as she did. Her fingers knew excatly what to do as she brushed her lips across his adams apple, she smiled as she felt it bob against her lips as she undid the final button. Her nails brushed against the trail of her that lead down past the waist band, she pulled the belt loose throwing it to the floor, the leather landed on top of her towel.
"Good girl Angie," he whispered to her as she moved her lips across his collarbone, undoing the zip and button of his trousers pushing them down slightly.
"Always commando," she giggled softly as his cock brushed against her fingers.
"Was always easier to get you," He chuckled rolling over onto his back.
"A-are you sure?" Angela questioned looking at their poistion he was never one to allow her to have any control in sex.
Gabriel smirked up at her running his fingers up her thighs, lifting her hips up as he went he angled his hips so the weeping tip of his cock pressed against her slit. "Better to see you," He smirked as he slammed her hips down to meet his, one hand flew up to her mouth keeping her from screaming out in pleasure as the other one landed on his chest pushing herself to stay up right.
"Scream Angie," He ordered her reaching up as he took her hand away from her mouth. Pulling her forward just enough to allow himself to fuck up into her, the hand on her hip controlled her movements slamming her down onto his cock.
Angela placed steadied herself with her free hand placing it down on the pillownext to his head, her mouth opened letting out a long whine as she followed Gabriels movements."Please Gabe," She moaned grinding her hips down onto his thrusts.
He hummed for a moment looking up at her face, cheeks a pretty pink her mouth open wide panting for breath her eyes screwed shut seemed to be concentrating on the pleasure between them. He did admit to himself that feeling her like this again was amazing, been so many years lost between them because of fucking Morrision. She let out a screech off pleasure as his thrusts into her became more violent sending shockwaves of pleasure up her spine.
He continued to rock himself harshly up into her walls, groaning as the walls seemed to suck him in deeper drawing him further into her. "Fucking hell Angela," he hissed violently bucking into her, "Wanton much."
"For you," she gasped pushing herself up bending her spine slightly forcing him to go into a different angle he hit the spot. Her body tightened around him to the near point of strangaltion as she bounced on his cock trying to take a little bit of control just to push her over.
She was close she could feel it her legs shook slightly, feeling a tingle run up and across her body. The pleasure suddenly stopped and she screeched in shock as she was knocked onto her back, Gabriels cock slipped from her body standing to full attention. She looked up dazed slightly still trying to reach her high, as her hands slipped inbetween her legs. She gasped as she brushed her nail across her pearl pulling the hood back slightly. He pushed himself to sit fully up right tucking his legs under him allowing himself to watch her for a few moments, her juices spilt all across her thighs.
Angela cried with loose after Gabriel yanked her hands away from her, "Please," she begged tears building in her blue eyes.
He grabbed hold of her thighs dragged her round before flipping over onto her front so she laid horizontally across on her bed. He brought her back her legs again either side of him as he slipped his arm under her pulling her up then back down onto his erection again. Her moan bounced off the walls around them, his arm snuck up fitting snuggly between her breasts grabbing hold of her chin forcing her head down. "Open your eyes," his voice carressed her ears making her gasp softly her blue eyes opened slowly.
"Gabe," She whispered looking herself in the mirror, shifting slightly uncomfortable looking at herself. The hood of his leather jacket was still up shielding him from the light of the room, looking lie the demon over her shoulder.
"Look at you Angie," he whispered into her ear grinding up into her, "My Angel."
"Oh Gabe," She sighed softly leaning back into him, his fingers danced across her jaw stroking her skin softly, "Please... don't tease..."
He rocked his hips up into her, "Keep your eyes on yourself," He ordered.
She tried to turn her head away never one for vanity tilting her head to the side trying to lock lips with him to make him forget about the mirror allow her to enjoy herself. Th hand on her chin tightened forcing her head back towards the mirror, "Eyes on yourself," he growled into her ear grinding up into her to emphasie his point, "Or you will not cum... Understood?"
"Yes," She cried as she rocked back to meet his thrusts into her, she leant forward planting her hand on the white sheets of her bed threading her fingers into the cotton beneath her. "Harder Gabe please," She cried as the coil already started to tighten in her body, she noticed her bright blue eyes slightly glazed.
"Pleasure," He growled as he slammed into her, his hand wrapped around her mouth muffling the high pitched scream that he knew would bounce out into the hallway. His pace was fast and brutal, he could see in the mirror she was struggling to keep her eyes open. He loved this about her, will obey orders from him at any situation.
The pleasure was getting to much for Angela tears built in the corner of her eyes, her knuckles had turned white from the grib on the sheets she forced herself hardered down onto making whining noises into his hands sounding something along the lines of harder.
"Our you close Angie," he whispered in her ears thrusts harder into her, she made a whimpering noise behind nodding her head. "Would you like to cum?" he asked, she whimpered again nodding her head. "Just a bit longer," he growled into her ear.
She made a muffled sound of protest feeling her arms shake, the tingle ran back up her spine as she forced herself down again. Gabriel groaned feeling his balls tighten his own release was drawing closure as he slammed up into her barley kissing her womb from the angle he was at.
"Cum," He ordered in her ear.
She let go her walls clamped down onto him and she screamed into his hand, her juices spilt out over his thighs as he slammed up one more time spilling his seeds deep within her. She slumped forward landing face first into the cool cotton she panted into the material trying to regain her bearings.
She sighed softly as she felt his arms wrapped around her waist, she was shifted up into Gabriels arms held against his chest as he draw the covers back laying down in the bed craddling her to his chest. The covers drapped over the both of them, she tucked her head under his chin.
"Will you stay... just to I sleep..." She whispered, her nose brushed against the thick column of his throat.
"Of course Angie," He whispered tightening his arms around her for a moment.
It reminded of her how it was before, before he becam of obessed with leading them all. When he would go one long missions she knew he was going, he would have his team leave in the middle of the night so she could sleep that night.
"I missed you..." She whispered softly her eyes fluttering close.
He was silent watching her sleep, he stroked her hair like he did back then her body reacted to him as it always did, she was calm her breathing slowly evened out and soon she was fast asleep. She was still his, he smirked to himself as he vanished back into the black mist slipping back out under the doorway.
AN: I have a plan for like another two chapters off this however, it gets a bit darked and solider 76/Jack Morrision is involved with it. What do you guys think?
Love Scarlet.