Disclaimer: I don't own Overwatch, Blizzard does. I only own my OC.
Welcome back! It's been a while. Sorry for the huge delay on this chapter!s That's all I have to say.
~TPoT~
The mission was simple enough. Go in, grab the hostages, and get out.
"Lena, I'm not letting you do this! It's much too dangerous."
If only the building wasn't in the middle of Talon territory.
"James, I don't care what you say, I'm going on that mission, and nothing can stop me from doing so!"
They barely fought, but when they did, they fought hard.
"I don't care if you think you can, there are too many variables! Besides, Ana could do it easily enough!"
She crossed her arms.
"Ana this, Ana that, it's always her! It's like I'm not even in the picture!"
"Lena, I'm speaking as your husband, and I'm telling you, you're not going!"
"You won't stop me!"
James growled.
"Fine. Then as your Commander, you are relieved of duty for the foreseeable future."
*SLAP*
James reeled backwards. Lena glared at him viciously.
"Get. Out."
She reached for her ring, and threw it at James.
"We're done."
James looked towards the ring at the ground, and teared up. He reached towards his cheek, seeing blood. She must have scratched him. He turned, and walked out, shutting the door softly.
Lena sat quietly, and she fell against the wall and sobbed. She knew she had been too harsh. He only wanted her safe. But she hated that he was protective. She could take care of herself! She sighed, and picked up her ring. She slipped it onto her finger, and decided to apologize to him later.
She'd never get the chance.
~TPoT~
Lena gasped, tears streaming from her eyes. It had been a week since the break in. A week since she had seen her dead husband.
The argument had haunted her for the last few years. She knew she had broken his heart, but at the time, she didn't care. All he wanted to do was keep her safe, and she basically ended their marriage. She thought he died thinking she didn't love him.
She wiped the tears out of her eyes. She heard her phone ring, before she answered it.
"Lena here."
"Lena, I think I've got something. Meet me at my lab in two hours."
"Gotcha Winston. I'll see you there."
~TPoT~
James grunted. London was as busy as ever. After that 'tip' from Peter, he came straight to London. He had a feeling that he knew where they were supposed to drop it off.
Looks like the WSB hired Winston. Who else would be able to make those things work?
He expected someone from the WSB to come within the week, so there he sat in an apartment across from the lab. He saw a vehicle roll up, and watched it intently. The door opened…
…and out walked Lena.
For the first time in years, his heart skipped a beat. Even with that stabilizer on her chest, she was beautiful. He absentmindedly placed a hand on his scar. He remembered that day very well…
~TPoT~
James sat quietly at his desk. He worked on various paperwork, and he sighed. He looked at his ring, and he stifled a sob. He always was an emotional person.
"Oh Lena…I'm so sorry…"
She didn't need to show up today, so he'd have to wait till he went home until he could apologize.
That's if she even wanted him back…
He shook his head, and went back to work. He heard the squealing of tires. He turned…
To see an explosion below him. The entire building shook, and he collapsed on his desk. He pressed a button on the bottom of his desk, and a hidden cabinet opened up. He grabbed his own personal pistol, and got behind his desk. He could hear voices outside.
"Reyes said he was up here! Remember, he dies!"
Fucking Reyes! Of course the bastard had defected. He aimed straight at the door, and waited. He watched it open, ad fired.
A body dropped, and bullets flew towards him. He flipped his desk for more cover, and he could feel the wind from the newly opened hole behind him.
"You have no way out O'Connell! Just give up and we'll make it quick!"
His only response was to fire forward, charging towards the men. His charge surprised them, and James grabbed on and used him as a shield. The body caught a few bullets, and James fired at his opponents.
He kicked another Talon soldier out of the now open window, his screaming being cut off a few seconds later. The deadly dance continued, bullets grazing his jacket, and his ammo supply draining slowly. More and more soldiers flooded in, and more and more bodies hit the floor.
He heard a beep, and froze. One of them had a bomb vest, and had started charging him. He began to turn his gun towards him, then he heard her.
"James!"
He turned and saw her. Lena. How was she up here?! He couldn't risk it now. If he missed, he'd detonate the vest. He only had one option. He couldn't run, he couldn't fire, so he did the one thing he could do.
"I'm sorry Lena."
He turned and charged the bomber, tackling him just as he detonated his vest. His vision went dark, and all he heard was Lena's scream.
~TPoT~
A tear slipped down his cheek, hitting the stand below the window. He gritted his teeth, and shook his head. Now wasn't the time to be emotional, he had to watch out for…
His eyes widened, and he brought up his binoculars. He saw a purple figure moving up the building.
Widowmaker? What would Talon want with Winston…?
Then he noticed Lena walk inside. She'd be a prime target for Talon to take out.
He watched her slip in, and he got up and grabbed his rifle. It'd be a cold day in hell before he let Lena get hurt again.
~TPoT~
"Winston! What have you got for me?"
Winston looked up from the many monitors scattered around the lab to see Lena stroll in. She had her playful exterior up, like always, but her eyes were determined and flinty. He got up from his chair, and slowly moved towards her.
"I have more info on your 'dead' husband."
Lena nodded, blinking forward, too impatient to walk. She looked at the main monitor, waiting for Winston to explain.
"James, or Soldier 76 as he's now known, has been sighted around the world. He's able to appear and disappear from locations very easily. Before your run in with him at the old base, he was sighted in Dorado. He ended up saving a little girl before disappearing."
Lena's heart skipped a beat at the footage of the explosion, her mind running back to the last day she saw him.
~TPoT~
Her ears were ringing, her vision blurred. She pushed herself off the ground, and grabbed the hood of a car to help her get up. She gritted her teeth.
Talon…!
She heard screaming and gunfire, and she looked around. She saw the many Overwatch recruits fighting a losing fight. Men and women fell to the harsh gunfire, and Talon pushed forward. She heard a whistling noise, and looked to see a rocket fly towards her location. She closed her eyes, and waited.
Only for it to stop short.
She looked to see and energy field around her, and she looked up.
"Now Lena, don't you know that you should never stand still during a fight?"
She smiled at the ape scientist.
"Thanks for the save, luv! Now, we gotta ge-"
She was cut off when a body of a Talon soldier landed on the ground next to them. She gasped, and looked up. She saw bullets fly out of James' office window, and her eyes widened.
"Winston! Get me up there!"
He nodded, and she got on his back. He started jumping up the building, dodging bullets on the way up. He managed to get close, but the window was dead in the middle of the building, with no way to get to it. Lena turned to him.
"Throw me towards it! I can blink inside!"
"Lena, that's too risk-"
"JUST DO IT!"
Winston froze, and nodded. He grabbed Lena, and threw her forward. Lena waited, and as soon as she was in front of the window, she blinked inside. She stumbled over a fallen Talon's weapon, and looked up to see James in the doorway, his gun pointed at another Talon member.
"James!"
His head whipped to see her, and she saw a tear trail down his face. She looked, and saw the bomb vest, and she opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out. She looked at him, and he set his face.
"I'm sorry Lena."
He charged the bomber, and she held out her hand.
"NO!"
She saw him detonate, and the shockwave blasted her back out the open window. She blanked out, her hand limply in front of her as she fell down. No noise come to her, and it was as if she was falling in slow motion Bits and pieces of shrapnel had impacted against her, but she didn't care.
"James…"
Before she hit the ground, she felt something tackle her, her ears ringing.
",,,ena! Lena! We've gotta get out of here!"
She saw Winston's face, and nodded blankly. They ran, to where however, they didn't know.
~TPoT~
"…ou okay? Lena?"
She shook her head, blinking the tears out of her eyes. The thought never failed to bring tears to her eyes. She looked away, covering her mouth.
"I'm fine, I'm fine…"
She shook her head, and looked back at the screen. She watched the many videos of him, from sightings to full on battles. She locked onto one, and nearly gasped.
"He was at the museum with us?"
Winston nodded.
"He's been investigating Talon as well, however I don't think he wanted to risk getting caught at the time to fight with us. Didn't stop him from helping though, watch."
She looked, and saw James push a piece of debris from his vantage point, and saw it drop just in time to block a shot from WIdowmaker that could've killed Lena. She smiled slightly at that.
Even after all this time, he can still save my life…
Up from the rafters however, someone else gritted.
"I almost had her…"
Widowmaker watched from above, watching the two intently. Talon wanted her gone, and her showing up here was a bonus.
"So Soldier 76 is the old Overwatch commander…Reyes will want to know this…"
She smiled, one devoid of happiness.
"I could grab a few things from here as well, but first, time to finish this job…"
She readied her rifle, drawing in on Lena's head. She smirked.
"Too bad he's not here to save you."
"Think again."
She whipped around firing off a shot, but she was tackled off. The shot made Winston and Lena look up, and watched two bodies hit a nearby table. Lena gasped.
"Nice try, Widow, but it's too bad I was here…"
"James…"
He looked up, his scarf blocking his mouth. He had his eyes exposed, his new visor not ready just yet.
She still packs a punch…
Widowmaker used the distraction to her advantage, firing a venom mine. It detonated, spraying gas around the room. James' grip loosened, and she kicked away, grabbing her rifle and running. James coughed heavily, before cursing. He sprinted after her, Lena right behind him. Widowmaker ran through her escape route, and she saw the window. She grinned, feeling a detonator on her hip. She jumped, and pressed it.
Back inside, James heard a beep. He looked up, and saw a bomb on the ceiling. His eyes widened, and he turned back. He sprinted towards Lena, tackling her just as the bomb went off. He felt shards of shrapnel rip through his back, forcing down a scream. He groaned in pain, rolling off of Lena.
"Shit! Winston! Get over here!"
She took off James' jacket, and winced. Underneath his shirt, she could see a lot of blood streaming out of his back. She saw his hand reaching out for something, and she grabbed it. She heard his voice.
"T-twist it…"
She did as she was told, her mind going on auto-pilot. She saw a field surround them, and she saw his back start to stitch up. He started to get up, before Lena grabbed his shirt and pulled him forward. He was directly in front of her face, and nearly cringed at the anger that showed on it.
"Where do you think you're going?"
James set his face, and looked away. She felt her hand and his cheek, forcing his face to look at her.
"I said, where. Are. You. Going?"
He looked at her, but before he could say anything, she pulled him close, and kissed him roughly. He fell back, shock emanating through his body. His body reacted, grabbing her hips and pulling her close. She pulled away, only to come right back.
"I thought I lost you, you bloody bastard," she said between kisses. He didn't speak, only bringing her head close, his hand threading through her hair. They were lost in their own world, catching up on five years of lost time. They heard someone clear their throat, and pushed away from each other, acting like teenagers who were caught by their parents. Winston stood near them, a smirk on his face.
"You two have time for that later, we've got to get out of here."
They nodded, and quickly followed Winston. James smiled slightly.
Just like the old times…
~TPoT~
The three of them stood inside an Overwatch carrier, flying away from London. Winston had reasoned that there was nothing valuable at the lab, and that the WSB could pay for the damages.
"So James, why did you disappear?"
He rubbed his mouth, and walked around the mobile headquarter. He went around the table, looking at the holograms on it.
"When I woke up, I was in some sort of hospital. I had a stronger version of that biotic field around me, but no one was around. To this day, I have no idea who put me under that stasis, but anyways. I knew I had to go after Talon, but I knew I couldn't really reveal myself as still alive after that. That'd ruin a huge advantage. Unfortunately, I couldn't tell anyone I was still alive…"
He looked at Lena with a sad look on his face.
"Not even you…"
He leaned forwards, placing his hands on the table, and sighed.
"I've been tracking down Talon for the past five years, trying to find the person who orchestrated the attack on us. I've got one lead right now, and I don't like it."
Winston spoke up at this.
"Who do you think it is?"
James looked down, thinking for a bit, then looked at the two.
"Lena, tell me who the head of the WSB is."
Lena froze at this.
"James, you can't be serious. There's no way…"
"Lena, you weren't the head of Overwatch, I was. He wanted us shut down and put in prison."
She sighed, and started searching someone up. A face appeared on the holograms, showing a middle aged man, with scars and a receding hairline.
"Jonathan Avis…"
James nodded.
"He had the motive, and with the WSB searching old Overwatch HQ's, it all points back to him."
Lena slumped against a wall, and slid down to the floor.
I've been working for the man that nearly killed my husband…?
She felt James' arms wrap around her, the warmth of it bringing her back from her thoughts.
"Lena, I know what you're thinking. It's not your fault. You didn't know."
She hugged him tightly, resting her head on his shoulder, breathing in his scent. She closed her eyes, and heard Winston walk away to the cockpit, giving them privacy. He pulled back, and leaned his head against hers, and sighed.
"It's been a long five years without you Lena…"
He looked down and his hands, and took his gloves off. She gasped at the sight of the wedding ring. Their wedding ring.
"After all this time, I never took it off. It was a reminder of who I was fighting for. Why I kept going."
He opened his mouth to speak again, but she felt her hands grab his cheeks, and pull him close. She kissed him with all she had. Between all the kisses, she whispered out.
"You were my reason to keep going."
James carried Lena over to the seats, her cuddling into his chest. He sat down, and laid her head on his lap.
"Get some sleep, Lena…you deserve it."
Her eyes closed, and before sleep claimed her, she whispered out one final thing.
"I love you James…"
James' heart fluttered at that. He smiled, and teared up slightly. He threaded his hand through her hair.
"I love you too Lena…"
He looked out the window, watching the clouds pass by, the stars shining brightly.
"I'm not leaving anytime soon."
~TPoT~
And chapter two finished! After like twenty revisions, I've returned to this story! I'm letting you all know now, writing multiple stories at once is not easy in the slightest. Gonna try to keep writing during my free time, which is getting a bit had since I actually got a job!
Hope to see you soon!
-MrDerper