John adjusted his eyes to the dim lights of the hotel room, the blinds had been drawn shut, only a sliver of light entered through the small gap between the two ends. He sat up and groggily rubbed his eyes, hoping to speed up the adjustment. He sighed as he looked over at Lena, she looked so peaceful in her sleep, you wouldn't expect her to be so energetic if you only saw her like this. He glanced at the clock on the nightstand, it read 6:30, before he lowered himself back into bed. What happened after the encounter on the rooftop was hazy, mostly due to the exhaustion of the day. He remembered walking back to the hotel with Lena, getting back to the room and having a drink together. It had been an intimate night, in more ways than one. John rolled onto his side, facing the sleeping Lena, the faint glow of her accelerator could be seen through the covers, the dim blue light illuminated the bottom of her face. He smiled, reaching around her with his right arm and pulled her close to him, her warmth was immediately noticeable to him. She fidgeted slightly as he pulled her in, emitting a small groan, but appeared to still be asleep. John nuzzled his face close to her hair, exhaling as he shut his eyes, allowing sleep to claim him once more. The sound of rushing water slowly awoke John, he moved his right arm to grab Lena, but she wasn't there. He rolled over in the bed, facing towards the bathroom, light could be seen through the gap at the bottom of the door. With a sigh, he placed his right arm over his eyes, hoping to glean a couple more minutes of sleep before Lena inevitably awakened him. He peaked one eye out from underneath his arm to glance at the clock, it was 8:00. John noticed that the sounds of the shower had stopped, he could hear fabric rustling around behind the door, before it slowly opened. Lena appeared from behind the door, being as quiet as she could to not wake John, she was wearing a pair of black boyshorts along with a gray sweater. She walked over to the side of the bed, running her hand through John's hair, he quietly groaned, pulling the covers over him. Lena emitted a giggle before walking over to the dresser.
"Good morning, luv." She cooed, hoping to coax John out of bed.
"Don't make me get up…" John sighed, hoping to stay underneath the warm covers. Lena laughed as she finished getting dressed, before returning to the side of the bed. She quickly pulled the covers off of John, who glared at her. "Really?" He groaned, using his arms to prop himself up. Lena had thrown on a pair of blue jeans, white canvas shoes, and a large green jacket, much like what she wore the first time John met her at his flat. John pushed himself out of bed and towards the bathroom, "You're lucky you're cute, or I'd still be in bed." he chuckled, closing the door behind him. The cold frost of winter had covered the window of the bathroom, the dim light of the morning sun was gently reflecting off of it. Small traces of steam were still visible in the room, "At least it will warm up fast." John groaned as he turned the shower on. He had placed a pair of briefs and a thermal turtleneck in the bathroom the previous night, not wanting to rummage through his clothes in the early hours of the morning. Stepping into the warm shower, John let out a sigh of relief, the water helped relax him after last night's mission and… other activities. He thoroughly rinsed his hair, allowing its texture to return, before eventually stepping back onto the cold tiles of the bathroom. He glanced at himself in the mirror as he dried off, he hadn't aged much since the events in Cairo, though his stubble had grown thicker than he usually let it. His eyes moved to his shoulder, spotting a small hickey, he chuckled as he threw on his clothes, returning to the main room. Lena had left his gray jacket on the bed, along with a pair of khaki jeans and black sneakers. "Thanks, Lena." John chuckled, as he stepped into the jeans, "You forgot the socks though." A small object hit the side of his head, accompanied by a giggle from the couch, he glanced down to find the socks at his feet. He gave a thumbs-up to Lena as he slipped on the socks, placing his feet into the sneakers before weaving his arms through the sleeves of the jacket. "Coffee first, Conatix later?" John questioned, making his way towards the pistol he left on the coffee table. Lena nodded as she made her way to the door, tossing John the holster to his weapon, which he strapped around his right leg. He joined Lena by the door, wrapping his right arm around her in typical fashion, ready to wander into the cold winter streets of Paris.
"You know, I really miss Gibraltar's weather, at least it was only ever cold at night." John sighed, his words creating small clouds of fog in front of his mouth. Lena let out a giggle, leaning in closer to him.
"Am I not warm enough for you, luv?" She laughed, her hazel eyes staring up at John.
"Only if you stay that close, Miss Oxton." John laughed, his green eyes glancing down at hers before focusing ahead of him. He glanced at the sign above a building down the street, it read Joe's Star Coffee, a little bland of a name, but at least he knew they spoke English. John pulled Lena into the cafe, eager to escape the cold outside, the interior of the cafe was immediately warmer than the street. Small tables were scattered around the room, with a large counter at the wall opposite the couple. John examined the board above the counter as he walked closer, there were certainly some eccentrically named beverages. Speedwagon, Killer Queen, Morioh-cho, John's examination of the board was interrupted by the man behind the counter.
"Good morning, what can I get you?" He questioned, eager to serve his customers.
"I'll take the Hierophant, anything for you, Lena?" John turned to the woman at his side.
"I'd like the Temperance." She replied. John handed the man his card, which he inserted into the machine before removing it, giving it back to John.
"They'll be ready in just a couple minutes, feel free to take a seat!" The man spoke, making his way to the ingredients behind him. The couple sat down at a table by the window, enjoying the view of the street outside. People walked past the cafe, each one at a different pace, each one had their own story. John let out a sigh as he glanced back towards Lena, her eyes focused on the hustle and bustle of the people on the street.
"You know," He began, bringing Lena's attention to him, "We might have to bring Conatix's tech back to Gibraltar so we can reverse engineer it." John let out a chuckle as he saw Lena's eyes widen, a smile formed on her face. "And before you ask, yes, we'll spend some time with Winston there." The scientist had been one of their closest friends on Gibraltar, Lena had known him long before she ever met John, they were even partners after Overwatch was first shut down. Two cups were placed on the table they sat at, the owner of the restaurant nodded and smiled as he returned to the counter. John took a sip of his drink, the slight mints flavors within helped dull the intensity of the coffee's heat. He could feel the warm liquid make its way through his body, this would do wonders in the cold weather. Lena took a sip of her drink, it had small hints of chocolate in it, along with a splash of caramel. John stood up from the table, looking down at Lena, "You ready to go meet Jesse?" he asked, making his way to the nearby door. Lena nodded, joining him by the door. John held the drink in his left hand, wrapping his right arm around Lena as they stepped back out into the cold winter air. The Conatix building wasn't more than a few blocks from the cafe, John took a swig of his drink, hoping to counter the bite of the cold air. The couple passed by several stores and restaurants, Lena peered into the windows, looking for anything that caught her eye. John chuckled as he looked down at her, "I'll take you into one after we finish up at Conatix," he leaned his mouth close to her ear, "Pleasure later, right Lena?" She glanced up at him with a blush on her face, John flashed a quick smirk before he ran his hand through her hair. Try as he might, he could never seem to change her hair from its spiky state, the strands always went back to their original position, as if nothing had happened. His eyes turned skyward, the sun was blocked by the thick clouds of winter, he wished for the sun's warmth to help him, but the coffee would have to do. They had reached the Conatix building, a massive spire of steel and glass constructed into an angular form, a large plaza surrounded the building. A familiar figure sat on a bench in the plaza, small amounts of smoke flowed from underneath his hat. John chuckled as they neared the man, McCree's face peered up from the hat, a smile on his face.
"It's about time you lovebirds made it, I was worried you stood me up." He chuckled, standing up from the bench.
"Do you ever wear anything normal, Jesse? The cowboy shtick definitely forfeits any subtlety." John laughed, his friend had only ever worn variations of his trademark outfit since they met, he doubted that the man owned any normal clothes.
"It's called style, you could learn a thing or two about it." McCree laughed, turning towards the entrance of the building. John sighed as he made his way towards the door, holding it open for Lena but stepping inside before McCree had entered, a smirk on his face. The cowboy extinguished his cigar, throwing it into a nearby trash bin, before opening the door for himself and joining his friends inside.