Hana left her room in her bunny onesie and fluffy slippers. It was morning rollcall for the heroes who were scheduled to fight that day, and of course, Roadhog and Jamison were there. Soldier called each of their names, including Mercy, Sombra, and Mei, who had volunteered to come along.

"Okay, proceed to breakfast and report back to me immediately." Soldier ordered. Roadhog didn't speak a word to Hana or Jamison.

Hana sat with the rest of the girls, slowly eating her cereal and occasionally glancing over at Roadhog. Because he was constantly expressionless, she couldn't tell what he was possibly feeling or thinking. Jamison was being his usual self, right down hog's ear yelling corny jokes like a hyper child.

"So," Sombra caught Hana off guard, "you two had fun last night, huh?"

"…What do you mean?"

"C'mon, chica, we all heard you."

Hana froze like a deer in headlights.

"Don't act surprised." Mei agreed, "You must've known how loud you were being."

"So, was he big?" Sombra chuckled immaturely.

"Are you alright, love?" Tracer asked.

Hana did have to admit she was surprised, and relieved that Mako didn't rip her in half.

"Ya won't believe the joke ol' pig face over here told me the other day." Junkrat told the men, "Tell 'em, Hog."

Roadhog rolled his eyes, "Do you ever shut up?"

"So," McCree gave Hog a cheeky smirk, "sounded like you had some female company last night."

"Ew." Genji scrunched his face like he'd smelled something awful.

"Yeah, would you mind keepin' it down next time?" The cowboy asked. "Some of us were tryin' to sleep."

"Women aren't allowed in the men's quarters, Mako." Soldier scolded the junker, even though Hog could literally snap him in half like a toothpick.

"You had a sheila in our room last night?!" Jamison looked disgusted, yet slightly intrigued. "Thank god I wasn't there. That woulda been a nasty sight."

"So was it one of the ladies over there?" McCree looked over his shoulder.

Roadhog made eye contact with Hana, "…Yeah."

"It was Lena wasn't it." McCree took a puff of his cigar, clearly unaware of Tracer's sexual preferences. The men stared at the outlaw like he'd grown a second head.

"Was it Angela?"

Soldier leaned across the table to scowl at McCree.

"Are you kidding?" Jamison laughed, "She's too smart for this numskull!" Roadhog smacked his boss across the head.

"I bet it was Hana. You fucked Hana, didn't you. Poor gal." McCree didn't realize he'd crossed the line.

Jamison's face dropped. He looked up at Hog.

"NO." Mako answered, getting angry.

"Ok, ok, slow down, partner." Roadhog was not pleasant to be around when angry, so Jesse decided it was best to end it there.

The rest of the heroes kept talking through the rest of breakfast, but Jamison was dead silent. Pigs would fly before Jamison was ever silent, so obviously something was wrong.

Afterwards, the heroes dressed for battle and returned to soldier. He spewed out his usual crap, rules and regulations. Most of the heroes didn't even bother to listen anymore. "Be careful out there." He pointed two fingers at Roadhog and Junkrat, "Don't let me catch you two screwin' around."

Hana quickly tugged on her pink and blue suit before climbing into MEKA. The junkers were not stood together like usual, and that made Hana panic. The girls knew what happened, but did the men? Did Jamison?

Fuck.

"I'll be watching over you." Mercy smiled warmly at Hana, and placed a hand on MEKA. Hana smiled back. Angela was like a mother figure to the young girl, a much less aggressive and intimidating Ana.

"Angie, can I-" The door opened. As leader, Jack was the first to run out, followed by Sombra, Hog, Mei, Mercy, Hana, and finally Jamison.

Don't fuck up like last time.

She smashed the buttons on MEKA's joysticks, decimating omnic after omnic, trying to keep her mind off of Jamison.

NERF THIS!

Hana launched MEKA at a group of omnics and quickly hopped out. Jamison was fascinated by her ultimate ability. It was nothing like his grenades or mines, and created a devastating explosion. It was an absolute beauty to him.

The battle was going surprisingly well. Mercy was an excellent healer, and Hog didn't let his awkward situation interfere with his performance. However, Jamison was not nearly as lively as usual. No maniacal laughs, no catchphrases. Hana loved his usual enthusiasm, it made her fall in love with him more and more every time. He was crazy. And she wanted to be so bad.

Hana prepared herself for a second ult after finding more omnics that had formed into a group. It would easily be a quintuple kill.

FIRE IN THE HOLE!

Hana stopped in her tracks and watched Junkrat's rip tire fly past her and explode into the group she had her eye on. She heard Mei cheer, and looked back to see her worst nightmare.

Mei was on her tiptoes, her gloved hands holding Jamison's face as she pressed her lips against his.

Time seemed to slow down at that moment. Hana's hearing became muffled, and her skin went cold. Jamison's eyes were open, he was obviously surprised, but that didn't matter to Hana. Her bad dream was happening right before her eyes. Mei was her best friend.

How could she stoop so low?

Hana screamed as she was suddenly attacked, launching out of MEKA and hitting a wall.

She heard Mercy gasp loudly, followed by Jamison yelling her name.

"HANA!" He dropped his weapon and ran as fast as his robotic leg would let him.

Hana was knocked unconscious, the faces and voices of the people around her fading away.

"Oh, shit." Jack took off his mask, "Is she breathing?"

"Yes," Mercy felt her wrist, "but she's in critical condition."

Jamison knelt down next to Mercy and carefully took hold of Hana. He brushed a strand of brunette hair out of her face, "Hana..." His voice was shaky as he lowered his face down to hers and planted a kiss on her forehead.