Chapter 6
Wounded
Both girls reappeared in an alley, on the other side of town. Sombra had left herself a back-door, as usual. Both girls were breathless and close. While Sombra had only thought of holding Hana to teleport her away as well, she had hugged her in the panic of the escape. Hana had apparently done the same. They were staring at each other, eyes locked. Sombra forgot for an instant the failure of her plan and focused on the depth of Hana's brown eyes. Hana, on the other hand, noticed the mole under Sombra's left eye, which seemed like nothing but a dot of ink compared to the black pool of pure adrenaline that was Sombra's eyes. The purple of her irises was reduced to a mere ring. Their chests were heaving with every breath they took. Sombra's anger was still there, deep within her heart, but there was also something else, something she couldn't quite put her hand on.
"Sorry about your MEKA." she finally declared.
Hana shrugged.
"It's okay, I have like, twenty of those back home. But you... why did you attack Reaper?"
"It's... complicated."
Hana stepped back a bit, letting go of Sombra without even realizing she was holding her in the first place.
"You're a fugitive now! Talon's going to try to kill you! Why did you do that?!"
Sombra tried to calm her down. All that Hana was rambling about she had already thought and was ready to face. Only when she tried to reach out to the girl she clenched her teeth from pain. She had forgotten the bullets still lodged in her shoulder.
"And you're wounded too! Okay, you're going back to Overwatch with me."
"I can't."
"Why?"
"I was working for Talon not too long ago, remember? You think Overwatch would welcome me this easily?"
"Then come with me to Korea. I'll get a new MEKA, and you can ask for the protection of the government, and..."
Sombra shook her head but paused before answering. This was the only thing she hadn't plan about. Now that Hana had intervened, Talon was going to want her skin too.
"We can't. You can't go back to Korea, and neither can I go with you."
Hana finally seemed to calm, only because Sombra's declaration had her confused.
"Because they will know who you are, and they will track you down, same as me."
"Oh... I hadn't thought about that."
"Come with me, let's go back to my place. There's a friend I need to call, and we need to change."
She grabbed Hana by the hand and led her quickly through the streets of Dorado.
When they reached the window to Sombra's place, the hacker slid carefully inside, followed closely by Hana who looked twice on every end of the street to make sure they weren't followed before entering. She was astonished to see the cold and leaky place Sombra lived in. The light seemed to be inefficient in illuminating the corners, leaving a big part of the room in semi-darkness, and the things hidden there impossible to discernible.
"Hana..." Sombra declared after letting herself fall on her couch. "I'm gonna need your help."
Hana looked over at her with a slightly confused expression. Sombra developed:
"You're gonna have to help me take off my jacket and my shirt, and take the rest of Reaper's bullet out of my shoulder. You can do that?"
Hana paled. She had never had to work on anyone's injury, not even her own. There was always Mercy at Overwatch, and really competent doctors in Korea, so even when she took a bullet, which happened relatively rarely, she barely suffered through it. She gulped before asking:
"Are you sure you don't want to go back to Overwatch? Mercy could take care of that..."
Sombra, who had already left her couch to look for medical supplies, came back with a small metal box which should contain everything they were going to need. She handed it to Hana and looked her in the eyes. Hana was shocked by the gentleness of her smile, and the way the light trembled in her eyes, with anxiousness.
"I'm trusting you on this one Hana, you'll do just fine. But first, help me take that off."
Hana took a deep breath and placed the box on the table by the couch. After all, she hadn't saved Sombra's life for her to die from bleeding out, had she? Sombra turned around, and Hana was about to reach out to take off the coat, her face illuminated by the purple circle on Sombra's back, but Sombra suddenly stopped her.
"Hold on. I have to disengage my jacket."
"What?"
"Almost every part of my costume is connected to an electronic component on my spine. I need to disengage them first."
With her left hand, Sombra reached out and a strange keyboard appeared, only for Sombra to tap something and it instantly disappeared. The light at the back of the jacket flickered and vanished.
"Alright, you're clear."
Hana nodded, and tried to understand how to take off Sombra's jacket. She couldn't grab the other girl's shoulders since her right one was already soaked in blood. It seemed she pondered the question longly, because Sombra cleared her throat before asking:
"Hum... You do know the zipper is still attached?"
Hana frowned, before understanding what was going on. She quickly walked around Sombra and found the zipper, which she unzipped quickly. Then she froze once again. Under Sombra's gaze, she was even more clueless than before. She wrapped both her hands around the left side of the jacket and pushed it off, but not without taking a small painful gasp out of Sombra.
"Sorry..."
"It's okay. You're not going to be able to take my clothes off without hurting me anyway."
With the jacket hanging in Sombra's back, Hana very carefully took off the right side, sliding it over her shoulder before it fell on its own to the ground. She was about to pick it up, but noticed the blood now on her fingertips.
"It's okay, you can leave it there."
"Okay, what's next?"
"The gloves. I should be able to take care of it, but first, you need to disengage them."
"How?"
"The connection's on my wrist. You see it?"
Sombra showed both her hands to Hana, and the girl quickly found what she was looking for. A button on the metal connection between her gloves and her shirt.
"Press both buttons for three seconds."
"Okay."
Hana looked at her right hand which was still marbled by Sombra's blood, and she wiped it on her leg. Not like she was going to keep her bodysuit for much longer anyway.
She pressed both buttons, and when they heard a little click Sombra nimbly took off both gloves, but not without holding a groan in the process. She could have left Hana to do it, but her gloves were so precious and well crafted that the wrong pull could destroy half of the work. She gave her gloves to Hana, who left them on the table behind them. Sombra tried not to move too much, but the hot and sticky blood sipping out of her shoulder was very unpleasant.
"And now, you need to disengage my shirt. Now this one is really going to hurt me, but there is no choice. So press the buttons at the hem of my shirt. You see them? Both for three seconds, just like last time."
Hana nodded, and found the two buttons on either side of Sombra's shirt. She pressed them and laughed:
"You're not easy to undress, are you?"
"Only when it's worth it," Sombra answered.
Before the sly comment could sink into Hana, the shirt was disengaged, and what was usually a simple wave of pain in her back now rebound in her wounded shoulder, and made her cry. Sombra fell forward, straight into Hana's arms, and while the girl was not ready to support her, she did her best and prevented the both of them from falling.
"You okay?" Hana asked with concern.
"Yeah. I'm okay."
Sombra straightened up quickly, and let out a painful sigh.
"Alright, take me out of this."
Hana was about to obey, but she froze when her hands were at the hem of Sombra's shirt. She could already feel the heat of the other girl's skin without even touching her.
"Do you... do you even have something underneath?" she dared to ask.
"Of course I do! Now just take it off... please."
Her shoulder was burning from the humid air of the room, and the unpleasant sensation of blood pouring out of her wound, and her shirt becoming gradually stickier by the second. Hana obliged. She delicately rose the shirt above Sombra's head and tried to focus on the task at hand, only to lose said focused when she saw the taunt bronze color of Sombra's abs. She gulped and pushed higher, only to be revealed when she saw the front of a black bra, apparently holding on by magic since there was no strap on either side. Sombra managed to raise her left arm, but not her right, and Hana was now on her tiptoes, too small to reach Sombra's hand. Sombra chuckled.
"Would you like me to sit down, perhaps?"
Hana blushed angrily.
"No, I can manage just fine."
"I can tell."
It took a few seconds of Hana jumping for the sleeves to be taken off, and when Sombra's head had passed through the hem, all that was left was the right shoulder. Hana went as delicately as she could, only taking two gasps out of Sombra before the shirt was off, leaving Sombra in her pseudo-bra and only golden skin for Hana to see, and try to ignore.
"Alright. Now, time to heal."
A/N: You guys have no idea how long I had to think about how to undress Sombra, and worst, undress her with a wound on her shoulder! Like, the time I spent staring at the moment she gets her implants in her origin video is probably much more than the time of the video itself!What I wouldn't do for the art of storytelling...
On another note, I just started writing another story (is that the official ship name or am I the only one who uses it?). It's almost the complete opposite of this one, it's an AU for starter and the first two or so chapters I've already writen have my sister's seal of approval (Hi sis! Come and see me once you've read this chapter, you know where to find me, just accross the corridor). But anyway, for those who may worry it would affect this story, do not worry, Guilty was done being written before I posted the prologue. I always want to make sure I'll be able to post a story in its entirety, so Guilty is already 100% completed.
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