The next morning, everyone at the base is sore and or hurt.

Most of the team stood in bed while Lucio prepared breakfast, Mei and Ana decided to join in.

Jamison awakes to a spray of water in his face.

"Oi!" He shouts. Mako had sprayed him with a water bottle to wake him. "Get up..." He mumbles as he leaves the room to the dining area.

Jamison was much too tired and sore so he plopped back down and fell back asleep.

Mako got his breakfast and sat by himself. He glanced up and could see into Zarya's room. Mei had brought her breakfast. He couldn't see her face but he felt relieved that she was alright. She had taken quite the beating, such a young woman. He wondered why wasn't she careful. He didn't realize he had zoned out until Ana snapped him out of it.

"Where's your friend?" She asked him.

"He's probably still asleep." Mako grumbled as Ana shook her head. "He's going to miss breakfast." She stated as she loaded another plate to take it to Jamison.

Mako sighed and proceeded to eat. Once Ana entered the room, she placed the plate on the night stand and pulled the covers off of Junkrat. "Jamison..." She said nudging him. He yawned and looked up at her.

"Oi, how'd you get in 'er?" He asked with a bit of confusion. "That's not important, now you come and eat. You don't want it to get cold." She said pulling him out of bed, handing him the plate, Jamison was almost completely naked, Ana helped him dressing up, his body giving up from the moment he had to step out of bed. Once they were done, she walked him to a table. He was seated with Mei who he couldn't stop staring. Mei was having a conversation with Lúcio, talking about how the weather at ecopoint was even more troublesome than the last time she was there. Mei was wearing a beautiful white cardigan and a thick scarf around her neck, Lúcio too was wearing a scarf, a lime green scarf with frogs.

She seemed to pretend Jamison wasn't there.

Junkrat cleared his throat.

"'Ello" he said. She looked up and gave a dry and soft hello back, staring down at her plate.

"So uh, what ya got there?" He asked. She glanced at him.

"Same as you..." She said taking a bite. Lucio soon joined in with a bright smile. "Hey Hey, how's breakfast?" He asked. "Wonderful. Thank you!" Mei replied with a cheerful smile. Junkrat took a huge bite and chewed quite loudly. Mei scrunched up her nose in disgust. "This is good mate!" He said swallowing. Mei stood up and went to her room after putting away her plate. Lucio stared at him in a matter of fact way at him.

"What?" Junkrat said raising an eyebrow. "I think I know what's going on here..." Lucio said with a sly smile.

"I was just trying to talk to her." The junker said crossing his arms. "She's the only one who doesn't trust me." He said sighing. "Well, she just needs to warm up... She's a tough cookie" Lucio said with a chuckle. "Yeah. I guess." The junker said laying his head in his hands.

"But take a look at how many times I've tried this, it isn't fair ya know?" Jamison pitched his voice, yelling at nothing. "I'm pretty sure she doesn't like me, and it's nothing I care about but why would she be so repelled by me?", Jamison turned around and saw everyone at their tables staring at him, but not Mako, no, Mako knew what he was referring to, he knew more than anyone what he meant.

"She has absolutely no reason to hate me, not even when I try so hard to make it count, I'm not wanting to be anything, I just want her to not hate me!" Jamison said, he felt a knot growing withing his soul, his past becoming one with the present... So he remembered...

(...A vivid orange light hit his eyes in the most numbing way, his body vibrated as his young ten year old body fell, his knees hitting the warm cement floor in a matter of seconds, he felt tears running and his eyes turned into a lighter brown, the one his eyes beheld as his short life resumed into a single moment, the present. He felt thin, soft arms around him, he collided against a pair of breasts, his mother's. His guardian. She carried him away from the outbreak as fast as she could, with her lasts seconds of life.

Her mother was a prostitute.

Poverty was a demon they couldn't run from, it haunted them for years and years, along the family roots... from the very beginning...

"Jamison, go get me a few would ya?" he heard his mother say in a ghostly voice, he remembered her voice, never her name, never her face. "Be useful for your momma, or ill have to sell ya for the money I need."

"Yes mum."

He heard himself say. His saliva became sour and he realized why was he recalling these memories.

He stood up and realized not even the monster her mum once was really hated him. She saved him.

That was the last time he had someone until Mako came along.

But at this point it didn't matter did it?...)

Everyone at the room saw Jamison's face wet with tears, he didn't move, he didn't squeal, he just stared blankly at nothing, crying, weeping. Lucio stayed with the junker for a few hours, he didn't wasn't to ask him straight on what was going on but he wasn't going to leave him. The sun had set and everyone had retreated to their rooms. Lucio yawned and scratched his neck. "I'm warn out. I'll see ya tomorrow James" Lucio said taping his shoulder and heading to his room. "Take care buddy"

"Night mate" The junker called. James was the only one left In the dinning hall. He sighed and laid his head on the cool table. 'There's so much snow' he thought.

Mei opened her door and walked down the hall. She could hear Zarya vomiting as she passed her room. 'Poor Zarya, she was so beaten up. It really took a toll on her.' She thought.

She yawned once more as she walked into the dining hall. She looked up at the clock. 'Its 2:30 in the morning' she thought as she poured herself a glass of water. She watched the snow storm happening outside. She heard movement and spun around. But nothing.

She thought it might have been the wind outside. Mei slowly walked towards the pitcher again, her throat was dry and warm. But a sound was heard form outside, she heard it, she was sure she did.

Mei took a few steps towards the window, cleaning it from inside, making sure she didn't came across someone outside, she was afraid she could find someone outside with this weather at this hour. She was afraid there was something, anything outside that could mean danger to her, to all of them. And this fear increased, more and more each step she made, each movement she did to cleaned that window, each time she heard the sound that was coming from outside, when before even seeing it she knew there was something out there. She took a step back.

'There's someone out there!' She thought, placing one hand on her chest and the other on her mouth. But then she thought twice, and then three times, until she came across a thought.

'What if they need help?'.

Once the thought went through her mind she quickly dressed up accordingly to what she was planning to do. She decided to go out there and help them, but before going out she made sure to bring a pocket knife with her, just in case.

The doors were colder than life. Her gloved finger pressed the button at her right and the doors raised. A cold merciless wind hit her entire body, a big windy storm unleashed the sound of raging dragons upon the facility, but she made sure no one heard. To keep everyone safe, she stepped outside as quickly as possible, closing the doors.

'The white death...' she thought. Her panicking thoughts coming back from the deepest graves of her mind, the deepest catacombs, the sewers of her mind. 'I must help now that I can'.

Very carefully, she watched foot prints on the snow, they were very dim, almost gone by the wind, but still they guided somewhere. Slowly she stepped careful not to trip, moving against the cold. Then in the distance she heard it once again, a sound, no, not a sound, a voice.

"...You... you told me... you told me I'll live momma..."

Her heart skipped a bit, she wasn't sure, but that voice... That vice was familiar.

"...Momma come take me!..."

The voice moaned, and this time Mei was sure of what she had heard. It was Junkrat's voice.

"Junkrat!" Mei screamed, she started following the voice now instead of the foot print pattern. "Junkrat what are you doing?" she squealed. She moved forward with anxiety, forcing her legs and arms in front of her, helpless she fell onto the snow, the wind made her trip back and roll down about ten steps. "Junkrat!" She screamed. She recovered and kept walking towards the moaning voice.

But then she stopped, she didn't stop because she was tired, nor she had given up on him. She stopped because she saw him. She saw him and heard him. He was hot red. He wasn't wearing clothes more than underwear, he was on the floor sobbing and trembling, but most importantly at the edge of a frozen cliff. She then understood.

She understood and couldn't hold herself back. Her body vibrated with anticipation, she felt her guts rumble and contort. Her legs succumbed to her thoughts. But inside she wanst going to let that happen. She was going to help, she wanted to help, she had to.

She crawled up to him on the snow and took off her big warm jacket, and placed it over him, then she hugged him from behind, making sure he received warmth, but then she realized, then, very late then she realized where they were. She stood up, held her guts and took a look at the young man's face. He was blue and red all over, pale and burned from the cold. He wasn't moving no more, he wasn't crying no more, he was silent as a rock.

Mei panicked, she picked him up with both arms and carried him inside the facility. And she swore to herself she wasn't going to, the moment she knew what was going on, the moment she saw him by himself on the snow alone and depressed, but she did, she recalled, and she cried, she cried out a single loud yelp and she started to move once again, she remembered.

His body was ice itself, but he was soft, he was alive.

Once inside Mei took off most of her clothes, the ones she used to go outside with and wore a her pajamas. She quickly took Junkrat to the showers. There she carried him to one of the showers and turned on the hot water, she carefully placed him on the floor and regulated the water, then she sat on the shower floor with him, she took his motionless body and hugged him once again from behind, making sure he received warmth from every angle.

She couldn't cope. She couldn't confront the thought of someone dying. Not since what happened barely a few years ago. She trembled at the feeling of his cold back against her chest, her nipples hardening as a natural reaction to the temperature change. She thought how embarrassing this was and held the Aussie's head and placed it on her legs.

All she could do at that point was to wait for his body to take a somewhat neutral temperature. But she found herself staring at the man's face.

He had a very soft skin, at least it seemed like that to her, he had a pointy chin with only a few very blond hairs in them, almost not noticeable. His wet hair rested on his face as his mouth also rested in place, opened just a bit, his teethe barely showing. She could hear him breathe, she sighed in hope. But as much as she wanted she couldn't stop looking at him, his face has a lot cleaner, his nose was so incredibly detailed. All his features seemed like they were made by a sculptor.

Mei was stubborn at times, but her passion in nature reflected how much she loved details. She felt attracted to his face.

She realized she was just inches from Junkrat's face. She stopped herself quickly and closed her eyes. Mei shook the moment off her head and reached the junker's neck. She pressed two fingers against it. Alive, he was alive, his heart beating, he was breathing, his blood pumping. She was certainly relieved.

She turned the water off and took Jamison to her room, she sat him on her bed and looked for clothes and a towel. Once ready she came across something she wasn't ready about, mostly something she wasn't sure of how to do. She had to undress him so she could dry him. Mei sat on the floor wondering how and what to do at the moment. Mei started snapping her fingers on Junkrat's ear. Nothing.

She clapped a few times next to his ear, but nothing again.

Mei stood still and closed her eyes. She looked to her left, as if she didn't want to see what she was doing, even though both of her eyes were tight shut. She first touched the young man's legs, and softly she drew a path with her fingers up to where his underwear was. 'I got this' she thought. But she wasn't sure.

Mei slowly but firmly grabbed onto the junker's underwear and started pulling it down. She could hear her heart beating, but she kept going until she made sure they were off, the fabric wet and cold, she tossed them away and again, only with her hand she reached for a towel but her hand touched for a bit Junkrat's leg, soft and warm now. She placed the towel over him, she opened her eyes. There he was, resting and breathing deeply, unlike before.

As she took a sweater from her bed she realized he was moving, Junkrat was waking up.

"Hng..." A moan came out of his mouth.

'Oh no, oh no why.' Mei thought, 'This is awkward!'

She shook the thought and stood in front of him. She thought if she was going to get into this situation she better have most of it under control.

The blonde found himself soaking wet and staring at a white ceiling, by his side a rather small, chubby girl stood staring down at him with a blank expression.

"Mei-?"

"Go put on some clothes, I'll wait for you at the kitchen."

He stared at his body and noticed he wasn't wearing any clothes, he was speechless, he stared at Mei and as he was about to say a word Mei left the room and onto the kitchen. He wondered what had happened... But it didn't take long, he recalled, and then he got a headache.

It was far worse than a headache.

He crossed the towel over his waist, a pink towel. He left the room jumping on his foot, and into his own room, there he carefully took clothes from the bags and put them on, slowly. His body a decaying mess. Once out he cleared his throat and walked onto the lunch room. There she was, now using a gray cardigan over a white sweater. She had changed her clothes for dry ones, and on the table she prepared two hot coffees.

He was stunned, Mei being nice to him.

He carefully took a seat in front of her and stared down. He knew she knew what he was trying to do.

"I... I don't really want to make you feel bad in any way mate but, ya didn't had to do that at all." Jamison said, giving a pale almost blurry smile.

"I did, and I did it because I promised myself to do so." Mei replied.

"How so?"

"...Not so long ago, all of my coworkers died. Friends and coworkers." Mei said taking a sip of the hot coffee. "But I worked hard, so hard and got out of there, here, where we stood hours ago." Jamison stared at her, Mei's glasses steamed up from the coffee, yet he could still see a shine rolling down her cheek, a tear.

"But there's so much more to do here, life is beautiful!, every inch of this planet is, don't you see it?" Jamison saw her face light up but at the same time she had long streams of tears down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry I was mean to you, I'm never like this over anyone..."

Jamison felt once again that knot in his throat, growing bigger and bigger, thicker and thicker like a balloon was growing from inside out.

"There's nothing to apologize for, don't you get it?, There's a reason I don't want to live anymore. This life has nothing to give me." Jamison replied, lowering his voice and pitch.

"No!" Mei replied. "There is much to see still... I know you need help with this, I certainly did. Trust me"

"You're being oddly talkative now aren't ya?" Jamison said with a laugh, but Mei wasn't laughing, she was clearly worried.

"Look, I don't know what to do, but if you'll feel better then I wont do it. At least not until I'm outta here sunshine." He said with a smile on his face, changing his posture.

'Sunshine?' Jamison thought. 'Where the hell did that came from?'

Mei sighed deeply and took another sip of coffee. Mei wasn't very talkative with anyone unless they were friends. But Jamison was, and as he always did he tried persuading her into talking more about other stuff. Jamison told her about the time he lost his arm, and the one he lost his leg, he told her about the day him and Roadie got caught stealing something and they had to run from a bunch of people, more than usual. Mei told him about her sketches and how she likes to doodle things, she told him about the things she loved, about what natural phenomenons she wonders about the most sometimes and he replied with for the first time in a long time with taking note and paying attention to what she said. He wasn't very fond of memories, but at that moment he felt that listening to someone at this point really didn't mean anything, but that was no excuse to not do so. About an hour passed and they found themselves chuckling and opening themselves to one another, at least for a short time. None of them had slept and it was about to be 3:30 am.

"...Oh!, it is so late, we should take a rest don't you think?" Mei said, looking at the watch in the kitchen. Jamison grabbed both cups and walked towards the kitchen. Mei, still sitting down stared at him, 'He's very tall' she thought.

"Alright mate, see ya tomorrow." Jamison said waving his hand.

"Wait,... you told me all these things but you never told me your name..." Mei said, standing up from the table.

"Well it's James. Jamison Fawkes. Yours?" Jamison said smiling and bowing down, he seemed happy but deep inside Mei could still see the man's sorrow.

"My name is Mei, Mei Ling-Zhou."

"Ahh Mei Ling shoe right?" Mei chuckled.

"No, no. Mei Ling- ZHOU" She said, emphasis on her last name.

Jamison laughed and replied. "I'm just kidding, ya know I know Chinese right?, well that doesn't help it, ill be calling you shoe until we get out of here sunshine."

Mei stared at him with a smile "Well, so far Mr Fawkes, you've called me 'sunshine'"

Jamison lowered his face and in the back of his head a million thoughts came across, but he shut them up as quickly as he could.

"Haha... I'm sorry" He replied, his voice weak.

Mei replaced his smile with a worried expression, she got near him and told him to 'rest for the day, tomorrow it'll be okay'.

So he did.