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Ever had a hangover? Or a killer headache when you wake up?
That's how I felt right now.
I groaned and put my hand on my head. I sat up looking around. I saw holo-terminals near the center of the room. I noticed one of the terminal had an Overwatch symbol flashing on it along with the word 'Recalled'
'This is certainly not my apartment' I walked towards the terminal while looking around some more. This place... It seems familiar. When I got to the terminal I looked at it's screen: It showed Overwatch agents who accepted the recall. I spotted McCree, he was in Las Vegas...Of course he's in Las Vegas. Then my eyes wandered and locked onto a specific agent's name
'Tracer'
My eyes narrowed then grunted as my head to hurt more. I looked at the map some more. If Tracer is here, which is highly likely, then I'm back in Gibralter. My eyes turned towards the door and decided to leave. I felt my belt for my pistol. I sighed feeling nothing.
'Of course they took it' The doors slid open, revealing the outside. It was a bit windy but the sun was out along with perfect blue clouds. I stepped outside hearing nothing and seeing neither Tracer or the gorilla... Winston! That's his name. I walked towards the cliff side and breathed, trying to get my head to calm down. I sat down on a rock as I watched the boats down below the ocean.
"Ever get that feeling of deja vu?" I knew who it was... I don't know why but I didn't bother turning around. Some people would be happy even celebrate if they ever found out that their friend just came back to life. I didn't respond, not knowing what to say I closed my eyes to think. I hear her walk towards me then step in front of me.
"Could you please look at me?" I opened my eyes first looking at the ground then at her. Her hair stayed the same. She wears goggles, which were currently hanging off her neck. She was wearing orange compression pants and a brown flight jacket. On her chest, she wore some sort of device, it glowed blue. She smiled before giving a small wave. "Good to see you're awake love, ya were always sleeping" I looked back at the boats below, avoiding eye contact with her.
"Why are you here?" That sounded kinda fucked up, but my brain couldn't think of anything more... Polite. She frowned before sighing and sitting down next to me.
"Kinda hurt love...Thought ya would be happy to see me" She brought her knees up to her chest. Wow. I felt like a total dick. I looked at her and opened my mouth to speak but another voice interrupted me.
"Nice to see you're on your feet, Mr. Riley" I looked behind me to see Winston... Walking? Skipping? I don't know, the gorilla went to me "When I realized who you were I was shocked. I never thought I'd ever met Lena's copilot" I turned towards the horizon
'She has talked about me?' Winston continued to talk interrupting my thoughts.
"But enough about that, I honored to finally meet the person who Lena could not stop talking about. Whenever I would work, she'd always find a way to turn the subject towards you" I turned to Lena who was blushing, she looked away. "So how are you two? Catching up?" I decided to speak
"Something like that" I hopped off the rock and dusted my hands "What I'd like to know, though is how you're not dead" I turned towards Lena and crossed my arms, I might have looked intimidating because she shrank under my glare a bit. Winston saw this and decided to speak for her.
"2 months after the accident, Lena reappeared but not without consequence, during the test flight the matrix malfunctioned and sent her all over time" I looked at him confusingly
"Time? What do you mean time? The damn thing was built to teleport, NOT TIME TRAVEL!" I said in an agitated tone. 'Is he bullshitting me?!' Lena flinched while Winston kept a calm face.
"That's what we didn't tell you, the Slipstream was made to be so fast that it rips through time making flights that take hours to minutes if not seconds. She suffered from a disease called 'chronal disassociation'. It desynchronized her molecules from the flow of time causing her to blink in and out of time" Taking the new information in, I turned back to the ocean behind me.
"I know it's a lot to take in love, but I promise you that I'm still the same old Lena Oxton you knew" I turned my head towards her thinking of a reply but instead grunted in response causing her smile to disappear. Now I feel even more like a dick. I thought back to what Winston said...
"Wait..." They both looked at me "Overwatch didn't tell me anything about the jet being able to rip through time... Why am I finding this out now, I would've denied the test flight" They both looked at each other "Lena...Did you know?" She looked at me and then at the ground. She hid the truth from me? Overwatch lied to me? Again.
"That's why I didn't tell you love" She approached me and put a hand on my shoulder "It was my dream to fly the slipstream... I... I couldn't let you stop me" I looked at her in disbelief
"They...They didn't ask me for approval why-"
"Commander Morrison signed for you... He believed you were...Expendable" I opened my mouth in shock. Anger. Shock. Sadness. All this was running through me as I processed the new piece of information. I pushed Lena's arm off my shoulder shocking her
"Fuck Overwatch" I pushed past her and walked back into the building I woke up in
'Expendable huh. After everything I said to her, Lena hid the truth. Now look at where that dream had lead her to'
I entered the building and looked around...I really needed to shoot something... Or hit something. I heard the doors open and saw Lena walk in.
"Love, I know you're angry but pl-" I started to chuckle
"Angry no... I'm furious" I gritted my teeth as I breathed in and out trying to calm down. I felt her arms wrap around me.
"You remember when we first met... How you were mad at me for stealing the pilot seat" I breathed in once more before replying.
"I wasn't mad" She giggled
"Yea ya were"
"Whatever" She giggled again
"Remember how you gave me a jacket and scarf" I looked at her jacket noticing it was the same one I gave her. She noticed this and smiled at me
"I didn't know you kept that?" She pulled away before nodding
"When I re-appeared, the scarf didn't come with me... This jacket is the only thing I have left that you gave me" I hmm'ed in response
"Paid good money for that scarf" She laughed as she sat down on a sofa. Patting the seat next to her, I sat down
"After Winston gave me the Chronic Accelerator, I came to my quarters and looked for the jacket"
"You didn't sniff it did you?"
"W-what of course not!"
"Yea you did"
"Okay maybe a little"
"Can't stand living without me huh?"
"You wouldn't believe it...When I found out you quit, I looked all over for you... I...I thought you would be happy when I finally did but instead...I triggered bad memories" We grew silent for a moment. Thinking of what to say next, I looked at her. Her eyes were glossy. I knew what that meant. Shocking her, I hugged her tightly
"When you see a ghost, your brain usually shuts down... To me, Lena died 6 years ago and right now I'm hugging Tracer but after finding out Tracer is wearing my old jacket and apparently likes to sniff it, I realized that Lena never died. I did" She looked at me confused. I looked straight ahead and continued speaking "After thinking she died, I suffered from nightmares about the accident. Nightmares on how I could've prevented everything. How I could've told Lena that I had a bad feeling and turn back but I didn't. I could've told the captain the matrix is unstable and none of this would happen. Now I live with a constant reminder that not only have I ruined my life but also hers. I have an arc reactor on my chest, the only thing keeping me alive but also the reminder of what I could've done to prevent this. I find out Lena is alive but now she suffers from a condition that without the Chronic Accelerator, she'd blink out of time. Instead of being happy, I want to run away from her. It was because of me that she suffers from her condition." Lena looked a me and hugged me even tighter
"Love...I would never blame you" She put her head on my shoulder.
I sighed and smiled "I know" We stayed like that for minutes before the door opened and Winston walked in.
"Am I...Interrupting something?" We pulled away. Lena stood up and smiled
"Nope! Need somethin' Winston?" He looked at both of us before talking
"Before anything, I'd like Desmond to first hear me out" I looked at him with a raised brow as I stood up "I know you hate Overwatch after everything we have lied to you about but know I'm offering for you to join us once again" I opened my mouth to reject but he interrupted "If you do join, there will be no more lies... I'll fill you in on everything from the beginning. This isn't going to be like the old Overwatch, this will be a new and more honest Overwatch...So Mr. Riley, will you join?"
I started to weigh the pros and cons. I looked at Lena "I say ya join love, the world could always use more heroes!" I closed my eyes then looked at Winston...
"Winston"
"Yes? Do you have an answer?"
"If we're going to work together, you better get used to calling me Desmond" Tracer jumped and cheered while Winston smiled and nodded
"Yes! We'll have lots of fun! We could catch up, we could gather more heroes, we could find old friends!" Lena grabbed my hands and jumped around.
"Speaking of which" Lena stopped and turned her attention to Winston "We're going to get our next agent"
"Who? Someone we know?" I crossed my arms with a serious face. Winston turned from his console then to us and smiled
"You should... Our next agent is McCree"
Should I change this to a romance genre story? It seems like it's leading towards it. I know Tracer is gay but it's called FanFiction for a reason. What do you think?