After waking together for the second time, the pair dressed and Jack decided to accompany her to see Angela for her final biotic treatment and to get the stitches removed.

"Now no hard training for at least another 3 days, do you hear me?" Dr. Ziegler warned, pulling out the last of the threads holding her skin together.

"Yes ma'am." She replies, unwilling to face the fury of the good doctor if she does mess it up, as she pulls her shirt back into place.

With a satisfied nod, Angela turns to Jack, "You keep her out of trouble. You're her commanding officer and I expect you to make sure she abides by the rules."

He smiles at the fake gruffness in Angela's voice, having heard it about his own recover on many an occation, "Will do, doc."

"Good now get out of my clinic. I have other patients to tend to." Shooing the pair away.

The walked in amicable silence out of the clinic doors and towards the lounge.

When they're about to their destination, Lena zips around the corner in a blue flash, skidding to a halt in front of the 2 of them.

"Heya guys! I was just coming to find you!" She said, bouncing in place, "We're going swimming down at the cove in half an hour. You had better come! It's way better than sitting around this stuffy dump."

Hana turned to Jack, excitement gleaming in her eye, "Can we go? Please!" She squeeled.

"Well I suppose that doesn't go against your 'No Hard Training' rule." He chuckled, amused by her child like excitement.

"Yes!" She and Lena cheered, before Lena took off once more in a blur of blue.

Hana turned and leapt up to wrap her arms around his neck, "Thank you!"

Jack let out a short laugh, thoroughly enjoying himself.

She grabbed his hand and started dragging him back down the hallway towards the dorms, practically skipping the entire way.

Jack pulled his black tank top over his head, as Hana waited outside his door, shaking his head with a smile at her enthusiasm. He slipped his feet into his shower sandals and grabbed his beach towel off of the shelf before rejoining her.

Stepping into the hallway, he saw her give him the once over, smiling as she met his eyes again.

"Ready?" she asked, a husky edge to her voice.

"As I'll ever be." He responded, trying to keep a handle on his arousal before it became a problem.

She beamed up at him, intertwining her fingers with his, pulling him along behind her towards her room.

He stopped at her door, prepared to wait outside as she dressed for the beach, but she kept pulling as her door slid open, looking back at the older man with big doe eyes.

"Hana..." he warned.

"Please?" She asked, looking up at him through her lashes, knowing she had him wrapped around her finger.

"I can't, Hana. Go get yourself ready." He chided.

She poked her lip out, pouting at his refusal to join her in her room, "Fine." She whined, releasing his hand and stepping inside to change.

She rummaged around in her drawers, looking for the swimsuit she'd been given after a photo shoot in Japan to promote her D. Va brand of energy drinks.

"Aha!" She cried as she found it in the back corner of her drawer.

Quickly she slipped out of her clothes and into the suit she hadn't worn since the shoot. Surveying herself in the mirror, forcing herself to feel confident about the image she presented. She turned and tied a sky blue shawl around her waist, leaving only the long line of the outside her leg showing.

She made her way to the door, hoping she hadn't kept Jack waiting too long, and grabbed her sunglasses and towel, pressing the button and smiling up at him as he leaned against the wall.

She filled out the bikini top she'd chosen nicely, he thought, admiring the show of skin before him.

They made their way outside the base, towards the cliffs behind the lab. She followed him as he led her down a narrow, rocky path towards the base of the cliffs. It was fairly well hidden and she wasn't surprised she had never noticed it before. She admired the view as they went, his muscular ass and thighs framed well in the dark blue shorts he wore, riding low on his hips. She could even see the dimples on his lower back. More scars covered his back and she wondered where he'd gotten each and every one of them. His muscles flexed as he carefully pick his war down the path, paying much more attention to his feet than she was at the moment.

Hana cried out as she stepped on a rock that rolled out from beneath her, cursing herself for getting distracted by the hunk of man flesh in front of her as her body started to fall backwards, fear streaking through her.

Jack spun around at her cry, adrenaline on high as he saw her, arms flailing for balance or purchase that she wasn't going to find. His arm shot out in a flash, wrapping around her tiny wrist and yanking her back into his chest, heart pounding as he wrapped his arms around the now trembling girl.

"Damn, I need to watch where I'm going." Hana said in a shaky voice, trying not to betray how afraid she really was.

He held her there for a moment, wondering if this beautiful, reckless, clumsy girl was going to be the death of him, but he knew he was too far gone at this point to care.

Grasping her arms, he maneuvered her on the narrow path so that she was in front of him, "There, now I can keep an eye on you." He said, the care evident in his voice.

She looked back at him, "I feel like I'm always thanking you for saving me from one thing or another." She said with a smile.

"Glad to be of service, m'lady." He returned playfully.

Hana giggled before continuing on their journey, being extra careful so she didn't' have a repeat performance.

The path turned with the cliff face, revealing a beautiful cove cut into the rock, hidden from the world.

"Wow." Hana breathed, taken aback at the piece of paradise before her, "How come no one ever told me this was here?"

Jack chuckled, "We come here a lot in the summer to beat the heat, you arrived in the fall so it just never came up."

She started down the path again, practically bouncing towards the beach where Reinhart, and Ana were already setting up their things next to each other. The older woman smiled as she saw the two of them, obviously on good terms again since she last saw him in her hospital room.

Unable to contain herself, Hana jumped down the last 6 feet or so to the sand below, immediately digging her toes in, reveling in the feeling before moving to place her towel out on the burning sand. Ana couldn't help but notice the way his eyes followed the young woman's every move. She had enough years under her belt that she knew the beginnings of something when she saw it.

Jack place his towel near hers, shucking off his sandals and tank top. He walked down the beach, completely aware of the effect he was having on her, deciding he was going to take his turn in teasing her a bit.

Jack reached his arms up, bringing one over to grasp his tricep to stretch his shoulder, repeating the motion on the other side before pulling his right arm across his chest. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, smirking when he saw her, laying back on her elbows, staring at him with abandon.

He finished his stretches and made his way to the water. Swimming was one of his favorite workouts. Low impact on the joints. He dove into the waves, vanishing from Hana's view.

She literally had to shake her head a bit to regain her senses. How the hell had she managed to snag the attentions of the literal hero of the world? He was Jack Fucking Morrison for Christ sake!

She laid back on her towel with a huff deciding to lounge in the sun for a bit and ponder her current situation.

The others slowly arrived, Lena, Angela, Winston and Fareeha who had arrived early that morning from a mission in Egypt. Genji and Torbjorn stayed behind, disliking how the sand seemed to penetrate any crack and crevice.

Lena dropped her things and flashed her way into the blue waters like they were calling to her soul. Angela and Winston took their time in setting up an umbrella and making sure their things were neat. Fareeha made her way over to her mother and Reinhart, settling into a pleasant conversation with the pair.

Hana dozed off lightly, enjoying the feeling of the sun on her skin.

Pretty soon everyone was in the water, Ana and Fareeha having a chicken fight on Reinhart and Winston's shoulders respectively. Angela floating tranquilly in the waves and Lena swimming around them all like a fish.

Hana awoke from her doze when a shadow fell over her face, a twinge of fear coming unbidden at the sudden darkness, dispelled when she saw Jack standing over her, his hand reaching out for her.

"Come with me." He said, droplets of water still clinging to his muscles, glinting in the sunlight.

She sat herself up, removing her sunglasses, and taking his hand to stand. Her hands went to the shawl at her waist, moving to untie the knot.

Jack's breath hitched as the shawl fell away to reveal nothing more than a scrap of purple material covering her, waistband made of clear elastic, giving her the appearance of being nearly naked.

Smirking at her handy work, she deliberately turned around, leaning over to place her shawl on her towel neatly, giving him a full view of the thin ribbon of fabric nestled between her toned cheeks, before standing back up and taking a step closer to him.

"Woman." He growled out, barely able to keep himself from grabbing her there in front of everyone.

She smirked, standing up on her tip toes and placing her hands on his arm, "I got this one out just for you. I've never even worn it outside of the photo shoot." She whispered into his ear.

A growl rumbled out of his chest in response, "Fucking minx." he muttered.

She smiled up at him, beaming and beautiful.

"Follow me." He ground out, turning before she could do something else to drive him wild.

She fell into step behind him, following as he went into the water next to the cliff face. Jack swam out a ways and went around the rocks, following the sheer cliff, looking back to make sure she was still with him.

The current was strong and the waves pounded the unyielding rock, but she kept pace with him. Glad of the years she had spent training her body into well muscled perfection.

Then she saw what he was swimming to. There was a small opening in the rocks, no more the five feet high above the water. Jack ducked inside, Hana following at his heels. Once inside she looked around. The tiny hole in the cliff face opened to a larger chamber, fallen boulders making it shallow enough she could touch bottom. It was a perfect little hide out, private and beautiful, illuminated by the sun glinting off the water at the opening.

"How did you find this place?" She asked, looking up at the vaulting ceiling, causing her words to echo around her.

"I used to come down and swim for miles each day for training up and down the coast. This was a nice spot to rest." He explained.

She turned to look at him, sitting on a submerged rock, leaning back, looking utterly relaxed. Pushing off the bottom, she swam towards him, stopping near his thigh, just looking at him.

Jack brought his arms down from the rocks behind him, moving one hand to her bare waist, enjoying the way her eyes closed and she shivered against him despite the warm waters surrounding her. He sat there for a moment, stroking her soft skin with his thumb, before grasping her and pulling her closer, into his lap.

She went willingly, floating through the water to straddle his thighs, hands going to his chest to steady herself, finding breathing a bit difficult at the moment.

He loved hearing the little noises she made. Her breathy sighs, the purrs and the keening whines. He was looking forward to hearing them all again shortly, his mind made up on what was about to happen to the beautiful creature currently in his lap.

He brought he other hand to her, sliding his palm from her hip and up her back, drawing her closer for a kiss.

Hana was having a hard time forming a coherent thought, lost in the lust and disbelief that the legend, the hero of the world, the perfect soldier, wanted her of all people.

She followed his lead, leaning in, placing her lips against his and bringing her arms up and around his neck to lose her fingers in his hair. The pace of the kiss quickly picked up, tongues stroking each other, desperate for more.

A growl rumbled from his chest and through her body, sending bolts of heat to her abdomen, coiling pleasantly, as he grabbed her hip and pulled her down fully onto his lap. There was a slight possessiveness to his actions, wanting her all to himself, and as close as possible.

Hana felt another jolt of pleasure as he shifted beneath her, his length hidden by his shorts rubbing delightfully against her sensitive core, causing her to moan into the kiss and press her breast further into his chest. Her body felt almost electrified, desperate for his touch.

His hand caressed up her waist and to her breast, running his thumb over the nipple that strained against the scrap of purple cloth covering it. She mewled in response as his lips left hers and started to wander to her neck, nipping at the pulse point below her jaw when she dropped her head back.

His other hand ran further up her back to the tie behind her neck, "Can I?" he asked, voice rough with lust.

"Please." She moaned, echoing off the stone surrounding them.

Jack gave the string a quick tug and let it fall away before tugging the other string at her back, pulling the top out from beneath them, causing her to gasp at the sensation of her nipples meeting the cool air of the cavern. His hands moved down to her hips, pressing her down to him, desperate for friction himself, lightly jerking his hips a he did.

She was making all sorts of delicious sounds as his lips trailed kisses down her neck to her collarbone, pausing to suck the flesh there, leaving his mark on her before continuing his journey to her dusky nipples, taking one in his mouth, suckling and teasing, all while watching her practically writhe under his ministrations.

Hana grabbed fist fulls of his hair pressing him closer as he smiled against her breast, his hands beginning to knead her ass, grinding up into her heat.

"More." She cried, her body blazing and wanton, needing to feel filled.

"As you wish, m'lady." he said, lips tickling her sensitive nipple.

One of his hands followed the crease of her thigh, dipping down to tease her curls with his thumb. More cries echoed around them as her pleasure mounted, fire burning deep with in her. Jack nudge the fabric of her bottoms aside, sliding his thumb between her wet folds, finding the pearl hidden within, stroking it gently.

He moved his lips back up to hers, whispering against them, "You are absolutely beautiful like this."

He continued to roll the sensitive nub between his fingers, driving her wild above him, the fire becoming an inferno in her belly. Two of his fingers slid even lower, thumb staying to rub her clit, pressing their way to her entrance, teasing her lightly.

"Please Jack. More." she moaned breathily.

"I love it when you cry out my name." He said as he plunged his fingers into her slick heat and kissed her fiercely, swallowing her cries of ecstasy. He massaged her inner walls, finding the spot that drove her wild, still rubbing circles over her sensitive bundle of nerves.

Jack stroked her with the practice gained over decades of bedding women, a feeling of satisfaction coming over him as her walls clenched around his finger and she cried out with abandon, orgasm rolling through her body.

She collapsed against his chest, thighs trembling, heart pounding out of her chest. The water was almost unbearable to her, lapping and swirling against her over sensitize skin.

He gently slid his fingers out of her, enjoying the spasms it caused, giving her a moment to collect herself before they continued.

She lifted her head, sliding up his body to press her lips to his once more, wanting him more than ever.

Jack maneuvered his hands to the waist band of his shorts, pulling them down his legs, his cock springing free between their stomachs.

Hana pause for a moment to look at him fully, running her hand over his length beneath the water, causing him to hiss through his teeth. She grabbed him more firmly, stroking him, rubbing her thumb over the head.

"Fuck baby girl." He hissed.

Smiling at his pet name for her she lifted herself up so she could press her lips to his ear, "Am I doing it right, Daddy?" she whispered as innocently as possible.

Jack growled, deep and long, loosing what little control he had left, scraping his teeth across her shoulder, hands tightening on her ass.

She used her hand to guide his tip against her folds as she slowly lowered herself back down, enveloping him in her tightness agonizingly slowly, head thrown back in pleasure.

Jack moaned as she came down, her pelvis finally meeting his. She stopped for a moment to enjoy the sensation of being completely filled.

She brought her hands up to his face, locking eyes with him as she started to move, setting a sensuous rythem. Hana kissed him like her life depended on it as she quickened her pace, loosing herself in the sensations.

Jack bucked his hips up in time with her, pounding himself into her with every thrust, their moans and gasps echoing around the cavern, intermingled into a indistinguishable mess of sounds.

Feeling himself getting close, he moved a hand down between them, finding her clit again, rubbing it in time with their thrusts.

The fire was agonizing, feeling like it was going to consume her from the inside. Desperate to reach her peak, she moved faster, feeling him deep inside her. She was so close, she just needed more.

Jack seemed to feel her desperation, taking a nipple into his mouth, lavishing it to give her what she craved.

Suddenly the bubble inside her burst and waves of ecstasy scorching every nerve in her body, her inner walls clenching him agonizingly tightly, spasming around his length and driving him over the edge. He dug his fingers into her hip erratically thrusting into her a few more times before both of them collapsed against the rocks, reveling in the aftermath of their shattering orgasms.

Jack was the fist to move, bringing his arms up to cradle her against his chest, kissing the top of her head before relaxing back into the rocks.