Welcome to this chapter. Note that this chapter gets a little hot but no sex yet. After all they just met for a few days. Comment how I did and I will see you soon.
Pain was what he felt at first, and then it subsided. He then saw a light coming towards him and saw that it was Miss Pauling. "Scout you dog!" She said punching him in the arm. He laughed massaging his arm. "yeah I should get hurt more often, first time I realized my dad was the sex bomb, the next time a girl flat out makes out with me!" The hallucination gave him a thumbs up. "But remember to come back to me, after all I owe you a kiss on the cheek, and that's ten times better than getting any kiss from any girl in the world!" She said cheerfully.
"That's right beautiful, still got that kiss to give me!" He said cheerfully.
"Yep, now wake up cutie." With that she closed her eyes and smiled. Then grabbed him by the neck and shoved him into an ocean that came out of nowhere.
Scout woke up sputtering; someone was pouring a water bottle over his head. As soon as he woke up the water stopped but his face was still soaking. Lena was the one pouring the bottle, lifting it up she winked at him.
"Wakie wakie, also you gonna put your friend away." She said snickering, looking down where she was pointing he saw that he had Morning Wood and a full erection showing in his pants. He blushed furiously and responded with, "You know you liked it." He said pouting.
"If you compensate for you know what by being a big dick then that makes allot of sense love. Also don't talk to Emily about us kissing and all; otherwise you will be a virgin forever and your tiny friend will be gone forever." She said evilly holding out two fingers and snipping them like a pair of scissors.
Scout gulped realizing this cute innocent gal could be a complete evil bitch when she wanted to. Getting up he realized that she and he had both changed back into their civilian clothing. Looking at her blushing she just rolled her eyes.
"What, was I just supposed to bloody wait? I hate waiting, and I got bored after a while of just watching you doze off and recover, you would be kinda cute if ya didn't have drool coming out of ya mouth love." She said trying to give a good reason or excuse for her action.
Never had a woman like her got him to be so flustered that he shut up, not even Miss Pauling. Recuperating he started to rant.
"Yeah right DOLL. Admit it, I saved dat sexy ass of yours and completed the mission, I did it, me, the one and only. The man chosen by God himself to be the sexiest man on earth and his greatest gift to all the ladies in the world. Just you watch, Ima show you my skills then you gonna be fawning over me and everything, also my friend ain't that small." He said outstretching his arms being the ass hole he was.
"You're the mirk with the douchebag mouth I'll give you that much." She said rolling her eyes again. Before he could retort she interrupted him. "We still got a mission." She said holding up the memory stick and folding up Symmetra's portal. "Let's get back to base as soon as possible, but first we meet back with Emily." His heart sank at the possibility that he was going to have to witness another make out session between the couple and not be a part of it.
Scout wiped the dry drool off of his face and got up. He tucked in his shirt and patted the dust off his pants. Leaving the janitors closet just as the old janitor was about to come in. The man rolled his eyes clearly getting the wrong impression that it was another group of horny kids.
"Get a room you two." He grumbled.
"We did, thank you." Scout said joking and chuckling to himself, upon which he received another punch in the arm by Lena. This one hurt, he would probably form a big green bruise from all her punching.
They came out of the subway exit as several cop cars rushed past them, probably to investigate the incident they just created.
Lena sighed, "I hope someday we won't have to go sneaking like the rats in the slums. Reminds me too much of Blackwatch, the reason why we have to hide at all."
"First off Blackwatch is a corny and stupid name, I would have gone with Wraith squad, or super secret super lame nerds. Second off what was the cartoonish stupid club called Blackwatch." Scout joked and asked.
"They were a top secret faction of Overwatch responsible for carrying out their dirty work they didn't want the general public knowing about. Obviously we have to act in secret now to get our intel but someday I hope we won't be called evil. Hopefully this data we got will give us at least a little hint if there is a secret reason why." Lena responded reminiscing on the good and the bad day.
Scout decided to give the gal some sympathy and patted her on the shoulder. "Don't worry, I'm sure everything will work out. But for now let's get this job freaking done yo." He said smiling.
Lena smiled and then looked at him oddly. "You're an asshole one moment, and the next you're a sweet asshole, what's up with that split personality?"
"I just can't stand a sad gal." He responded walking ahead signaling a taxi.
She looked at him curiously, while he may seem like a total idiot or douche or whatever, he legitimately had a sweet side to him, the kind that never likes to see a girl cry or sad or in pain. Sure he pestered them, but he was more like cat who bit and scratched playfully but didn't do any real damage or harm. She started to gain a respect for him, if only a little, at the gentleman behavior. She tried to keep up with him as they got into the back seats of the taxi after he managed to call one in.
She pulled out her phone and told her that they were stopping by and then heading out again, talking casually as to not signal suspicion from the driver. Scout in the meantime was leaning his head against the corner of the window with his arm propped up against the edge of the window with his hand like a pillow on his head. Moments passed by in silence. Lena didn't notice, she thought she felt something touch her coat pocket, checking the pocket she found the memory stick was still there, looking at Scout he was still in that same position, and pretending to be asleep. So she just kept chatting away on the phone with Emily until they reached the apartment.
Getting out Scout sat down on the front stairs next to the side walk, "You go ahead and get your stuff ready, I'll wait out here and keep watch." He seriously did not want to see Lena and Emily making out again, he was the jealous type after all. Lena went through the door as he sat down on the stairs waiting until Emily and Lena got out so they could drive back to the dropship.
Meanwhile Lena walked up the stairs and into her flat. It was cleaner than normal, strange, maybe Emily cleaned up a little bit. She saw her sitting down on the couch as normal; she was looking on her phone. She heard footsteps and looked up seeing Lena she jumped up and kissed her passionately.
"I was so worried about you. Are you okay? Any injuries?" She asked concern showing on her face.
"I'm fine love, mission accomplished, now I just need to get back to Winston." Lena said triumphantly puffing out her chest.
"That's great! And where is the memory stick?" Emily asked.
"Right here." Lena said pulling the stick out of her pocket showing it off to her girlfriend.
"Great I will be taking that." Emily said smiling. Before Lena could reply to the strange demand she felt a sharp pain in her back, her accelerator buzzed and went dark, Lena didn't disappear but she felt the power drain out of her. Before she could do anything else she saw Emily reach behind her and pull out a Taser jamming it into her ribs electrocuting her. She fell down on the floor knocking over a vase on the way down. With a thud she fell down to the ground her muscles twitching at the dosage of electricity. Looking over with her blurred vision she saw a second figure next to Emily crouch down facing her.
"Oh, pobrecita. Camarón que se duerme se lo lleva la corriente." Said a Spanish female accent. "So sad you had to lose the mission and your girl on the same day." The voice said again taking the memory stick. "You have no idea how hard I tried to get this by myself, they were completely off the grid and I couldn't just hack them, I needed to get in there myself, but I don't like doing the dirty work when someone else can do it for me." The figure brushed off memory stick with her thumb and forefinger and kissing it then holding it into the air examining it.
Tracer's vision began to come back as she saw a dark skin colored woman with black and purple hair and a black jacket. Next to her was Emily smiling down at her grinning menacingly. Lena tried to get an image of what was happening but couldn't process. She tried to access her accelerator to recall but only a few sputters from the accelerator came out.
"Don't bother, while I can't shut down the emergency batteries, trust me I've tried as soon as you came in your flat, but I can ground you from blinking around the place by hacking most of your accelerator." The lady said smiling. "Now let's rap this up, I don't like to monologue but I want to see your reaction before one of us ends you. Let's put it this way, Talon kidnapped Emily, it was pretty easy ever since you started leaving for longer periods of time and she went through the same program Widowmaker did, she's new so they haven't done the whole nine yards on her but when they do she will be one of the best. Anyway to show your loyalty Emily if you please do the honors," The stranger responded. She then pulled out her holographic cell phone and held it next to Emily, she then spoke into it. "Yes Scotland Yard, help us there is a murderer here, he's killed one of us, oh god there is blood everywhere, no! oh no! We are being kidnapped!" She cut off the communication with that. She was planting the evidence that Lena was killed and Emily was kidnapped, making sure she wasn't a suspect.
Emily took off her scarf that Lena gave her for Christmas and ripped it apart. Lena was horrified. Emily was handed a pistol by the woman and she pointed the gun at Tracers accelerator. She then looked at the Spanish woman. "Can I have some fun?"
After receiving approval Emily smiled and pointed the gun at Lena's legs. "Nothin' personal, oh wait, that's a lie." With that she fired her magazine into her legs. Lena felt unbelievable pain as she rolled on the ground and screamed blood coming out and pooling on the ground. Her vision blurred again as she felt the tip of the gun barrel connect with her head, and the ticking noise of the trigger slowly being pulled. But before the sound went off a large crack was heard, like the sound when a baseball connected with a bat.
The gun didn't go off and Scout's voice shouted. "Ex machina to the rescue bitch!"
Lena opened her eyes as Emily was holding her head in pain as a baseball moments ago connected with her head as she knelt down clearly in a daze. The Spanish woman pulled out her own gun but it was hit by Scouts kitchen axe making her drop the gun, the blade didn't connect with her hand like he had intended and had only knocked the gun out from her grip, she would recover quickly. Scout grabbed Tracer bridal style and jumped out of the window crashing through it and double jumping onto the ground breathing heavily. He ran fast as he could to get away from the area.
"Scout, what made you come up to my flat?" Lena asked getting tired from all the blood loss.
"First I heard the vase, next I heard the gunshot, I'm an asshole not deaf you dummy. Now it's my turn to save you so shut up." He said running even faster, past alley ways and streets jumping over cars. Then finally stopped off at an abandoned alley way in a more getto area part of London. Scout put Lena down and picked her up over his back this time he started to climb up the metal emergency staircase reaching the bar by double jumping. Pulling himself up he broke one of the windows to the rooms. Since it was a more getto area like he had coincidentally run into this area the room looked like it hadn't been used for years, cobwebs littered the place and the floors were made of rotten pieces of wood, the rest of the place was covered wall to ceiling in cold concrete. They both knew they couldn't go to the regular hospital, they would be arrested for Overwatch activity as soon as they went into the front doors.
Scout put Lena down catching his breath after all the running he did with the added weight. He then undid the wrapping around his arms and was about to patch her up to stop as much of the bleeding as possible. He looked at her and pointed at the pants. "I know I'm a pervert but I need you to take off your pants in order for me to patch up your legs." She looked angrily at him but after a few moments realized his point and took them off, starting with the button then the zipper, pushing down her pants with as much effort as she could muster since they were soaked with blood the clothes clung to her legs, Scout helped her out trying not to get too personal. Scout would normally be turned on by seeing so much skin and legs and only a pair of Union jack panties, but you know, if the legs weren't riddled with bullets and discolored with allot of blood. Starting at the left leg which received the most damage he reached into his backpack and pulled out the med kit that they used in the janitors closet, after all he was a boy scout, he was supposed to be prepared. Most of the bullets went through and out the leg but a few hit bone and were stuck in there since he didn't see an exit wound on some of the holes, grabbing some alcohol patches he rubbed her legs and every time he wiped a bullet hole he quickly put on a large band aid to stop the bleeding then covered it with the wrappings that he used to cover his arms with, meanwhile he let her have an alcohol patch to wipe off the blood near her more personal areas. Spy always told him never go there unless the lady allows it, and now was not a good time.
He knew Doc would have to patch her up completely and fix her legs if the pair managed to make it back to base. Meanwhile Lena's eyes were dead; she was looking blankly at the floor not moving or reacting, she would flinch sometimes at the pain and would probably be screaming again as the adrenaline wore off and the pain came back. After a few moments of silence Scout finished his crude work, while not as good as medic or mercy could have made it, it would suffice. After all he singlehandedly patched Demo and himself under a hell fire of enemy soldier's rockets, he could do this as well.
He then looked at the blood soaked pants and picked them up. "You know Red is my favorite color, I think it looks good on you, you know, when it's not your blood." He said jokingly. It was a half assed attempted to cheer her up which failed. Dropping the subject instead of doubling down he rummaged through the backpack and he found the pair of pants that they wore as disguises during the inception into the base. He threw them across the room; looking at them Lena put the pair on covering her injuries. She still couldn't walk or run because of her injuries and they would probably get allot more painful as the adrenaline wore off.
Reaching again into the med kit he pulled out a small pack of pills which read pain relief on them, he handed Lena some of the pills but she didn't react. He outstretched his hand holding it to her mouth but still she didn't react. He sighted, "Look, I don't know most of what happened but I do know that if you don't take these you are going to be a pain in the ass to carry. Now eat the damn pills."
After some time of hesitation she took the pills from his slowly, without water it was difficult but she managed. Her accelerator still wasn't in operation, hopefully the hack had a time limit or a radius of affect otherwise she couldn't access her powers, and it would be pointless if her legs couldn't work. If all else failed then they would have to go back to base and have the engineers and computer experts of the base fix the problem on her accelerator.
"Can you call your friends to have them pick us up?" Scout asked.
Tracer nodded and pulled out her phone and tried to open up passed the lock screen. She then panicked and showed Scout her phone; there was a purple skull with the title underneath it "Oh no you don't." The screen said.
Lena with some hesitation broke the phone in half. Looking at Scout she said. "We are being tracked through my phone and she already hacked it, we are on our own." Scout nodded. They would have to go into another hiding spot before they could make the call on another phone. Realizing they needed to move Scout picked her back up since her legs were shattered with her on his back and her arms wrapped around his shoulders. Truth be told he was more concerned about her ego than her legs. After some of the medic's dosage from his medigun you could recover from almost anything, even severed limbs or torn open chests. But a psychologic scar was allot harder to get rid of if not downright impossible.
They looked like a regular couple with the girl on the man's back enjoying the ride, it would have been pleasant if they weren't in an abandoned part of the city and if Lena's legs could work. Sometimes they would encounter a gang thinking they could kill the guy and rape the girl, but Scout didn't even bother he just ran past them, this happened three times as they were walking through the getto areas. One time Scout and Lena were surrounded, the gangsters jeered and whistled at Lena as they held out there knives. One guy in the circle dropped his pants and started to jack off right in front of everyone. Big mistake. He got shot in the dick by Scouts pistol that he held with his left hand while he held his shotgun in his right hand. Meanwhile Lena was using one of Scouts spare pistols to shoot anyone that got too close. Her aiming was off because of the pain but she managed to get a few kills or serious injuries to anyone that tried to approach any opening that Scout made as they ran from gangsters and were stopped by them if surrounded.
After an agonizing hour of survival they managed to get into more occupied areas of London. They hid their guns in Scouts backpack. It was getting nighttime at this and they needed a place to stay. Looking around they found a decent Hotel, it was small comparative the rest of the city. The hotel itself was more of a pub slash inn with rooms above and restaurant below. They asked for a room to stay for the night. The bartender who was also the inn keeper looked suspiciously at Scout trying to get a good look at what was going on.
Realizing this Scout replied quickly. "My girlfriend sprained her leg and she lives way outside of the city, she came to visit me here in the city. We would like a place to stay."
The bartender looked at Lena. Lena looked at him and chirped up, "hello Charles." She said trying to bring back her happy self if only for a moment.
"I know this boy is talking complete shite, so tell me since I can't trust him is he a good fella Lena?" Charles said never removing his gaze form Scout.
"He speaks some of the truth, we are in hiding, accelerators acting up and not working that well, and me legs are more and less broken, he patched me up and brought me here more or less." Lena said.
"Why didn't you just call up your gal Emily?" Charles asked polishing another glass.
Lena paled and was about to speak but Charles cut her off. "I get it…. you had a falling out, a damn bloody shame, she was such a cute las. Anyway please use the so called pent house of this shite hole, highest floor, room on the front, here is the key, it's on the house. After all, you protected this place from burning to the ground during the Omnic war, and to top it off you are my favorite customer."
Before Scout could take Lena upstairs Charles grabbed his shoulder roughly. "You treat her nicely got it, she's a sweat but fragile thing and I don't want someone like you messing her up. Promise me you will protect her." He said staring deep into his eyes.
Scout was about to retort with a comeback but hesitated, after some thought he responded with a simple. "I promise sir," Shaking the man's hand showing him his good intent.
They went upstairs. The room was nice, it was cozy at least, a queen sized bed to the left side of the room with it in the middle. Two nightstands accompanied it with another room having a TV and couch with a desktop on the side, on it a single old outdated landline phone. They could call Overwatch with it and get the hell out of there. There was also the bathroom and a closet. The unique feature of the room was a circular window with a built in bench, the window was overlooking the skyscrapers of London on the other side of the river; the view was breathtaking from this angle and height they were at.
Lena called Overwatch while Scout went down to buy some food. It had been a tiring week after all.
Winston picked up the end of the line. "Hello he said."
"Winston love it's me!" She said with joy relieved to hear his voice.
"What happened, are you all right, I've been trying to contact you for hours but got no response. Was the mission a success?" Winston asked worried.
"No the mission was not, someone took it." She said biting her lip.
"Who? Was it Talon?" He asked concerned.
"Maybe, it was….." She breathed in and let it all out. "Someone else, and Emily."
"What are you talking about?" Winston asked confused.
She held her hand to her mouth and started to cry. "It was Emily, she was a sleeper agent, I think Talon got her and put her under the same program of Widowmaker." Taking in a breath she spoke in gasps between her crying. "She shot my legs and someone else hacked my accelerator and stopped it from using my powers, the person was a she, she took the memory stick with all the data… gasp…. Scout, oh Scout, he managed to save me in time and we are on the run. We managed to make it to one of my friend's bar and inn and are staying there for now. Can you pick us up?" She asked bursting into another steam of tears letting it all out.
"I'm already on it, but you have to make it to the edge of England where we dropped you off with Scout, can you make it?" Winston asked.
"Yeah… Yeah I think I can. I need to stay the night and heal some more before Scout and I move out, It should be afternoon when we get to the point if we manage to make it on time. I'll get a cab or rent a car or something to get there." Lena said calming down.
"Good, I'm glad for you, I will bring Mercy and our new Medic to help patch you up. We can make it as soon as 12:00pm. See you then." Winston said hanging up.
Lena sighed falling back on the couch. She then remembered all the memories she had with Emily, the good and the bad, they were so sweet and fun, but she knew that that Emily was destroyed, but her whole being screamed for a chance that this could be reversed somehow. Still her brain said it was unlikely, Widowmaker's record was perfect and she was never known in her entire career for hesitating on the trigger, if Emily turned out just like her then she could be another perfect assassin at Talons disposal, and when that day happened she would meet Emily again, not in bond but in bullets. She covered her face with her hands again and wept.
Scout opened the door. "I got some food, I don't know what you brits like so I just got a bucket of chicken." He was about to continue talking but saw Lena. He rushed over to her side putting the bucket of chicken on the coffee table and grabbed a box of tissues holding it out for her. She looked at them but instead jumped to Scout and embraced him crying profusely. Scout sat down on the couch next to her and got the box of tissues and started wiping her tears away, she put up no resistance.
"I think I remember telling you that I can't stand a sad gal." He said embracing her tighter.
"Shut up, even heroes cry sometimes." She said sobbing.
The process repeated that whenever she sobbed he would dry her tears. Eventually she calmed down. He brushed her hair to the side showing her red and puffy face from all the crying she made.
He smiled at her. Before she could do or say anything else he reached over.
"Bucket of chicken?" He said in his cocky manner.
For the first time since Emily's betrayal Lena laughed, it wasn't hard or historical but it was a good start.
"You are such an asshole!" She said chuckling to herself pinching the bridge of her nose.
"See that sounds more like me, but I am serious, I don't like seeing a gal cry?" He said.
"And why is that?" She asked nuzzling closer to him and deciding to grab a chick wing, biting into it.
"Do you want the long version or the short version? Ah forget it I know you want the long version. It's my ma, I never could stand her crying and always tried to cheer her up. It was the one thing me and my brothers had in common was that we hated it when ma cried like when we were fighting each other, if we got into trouble, etc. Anyway that's one reason. Another is Spy, while I am still a major asshole like you said he taught me how to be a gentleman, and to treat a gals tears more valuable than gold, because that's when she needs you the most." He said wrapping his right arm around her while eating a chicken wing with his left arm. They continued their conversations. Lena was at a point where she really didn't want to talk about herself and just wanted to distract herself. Scout told her of his brilliant adventures, Miss Pauling, the team, even his brothers. She just sat and listened.
At the end of it she started to twitch in pain again because of her legs. The drugs had worn off. Scout looked down and searched through the med kit but realized he used them all on her. He went down stairs to ask for some more pills from Charles. He soon came back with a bottle of pills and a glass of water he also came back with a shot. She took them without hesitation this time and instantly started to feel better. He showed her the needle and pointed out it was allot like Medics healing gun according to the description that Charles gave him. He put the needle in her leg by lifting up the sleeve by her ankle and put in half of the serum in her leg, then used the other half on the other leg. Her bones began to heal at a faster rate and her legs would begin to get better by tomorrow, enough that she could walk but not run.
However tonight she still needed help. She asked to have her hair washed since it was covered in grime. Scout gulped at this level of intimacy that he wasn't used to, after all he had never made it this far with any girl or a lady for that matter. After a little while and a few moments of being flustered he agreed. She sat down on a chair and then he tilted it backwards with her head over the sink. Grabbing the assorted shampoos from the shower he turned on the faucet and experimented with the knobs until he found a good temperature. Then massaged her scalp and started putting the soap in her hair.
She hummed in agreement. He then applied shampoo in her hair, strawberry scent, and massaged it completely in her hair. After he was done she dried off her hair with the hair dryer and combed it while applying a heavy amount of hairspray to give her hair the spike look she wanted.
Picking her up he putt her gently in the bed he turned off the lights and got a spare blanket in an attempt to go to sleep on the couch. She took off her accelerator and put it on the nightstand, it giving off a dim glow like a kids nightlight. She tried to go to sleep with Scout sleeping on the couch but heard her mumbling his name. He was too tired at this point to care what she wanted.
"Doll what do you want, despite what you think I am not your nanny." He groaned clearly getting tired.
Lena opened up the blankets. "Join me." She said. He immediately came out of his foggy state of mind and realized what she was truly saying. He took another nervous gulp as he tried to think straight. Reluctantly he got in with her. She pulled herself to him with her arms and nuzzled underneath his chin. Suddenly he realized something, she was in her underwear!
Scouts face turned completely red, she must have taken off the clothes in the dark when he wasn't noticing. This would be great and all accept he took his clothes off as well and he was in his briefs.
'Turn your pelvis before she notices.' He told himself.
"Hey Scout." She whispered.
"Yeah!" He yelped.
"What's your real name love?" She asked with her eyes still closed.
"Jeremy, I don't know my last name really, although I think its Jones after my dad Tom Jones, I even had one of his songs called sex bomb tattooed on my chest, but had it removed after I realized it was spelled wrong." He said laughing to himself calming down.
"Hmm Jeremy Jones, I suppose it can work, anyway do you know why I'm doing this." She asked clearly implying her current actions.
"Because I'm God's gift to woman obviously." He said pridefully.
"Haha, maybe, but the real reason is when I was separated from this timeline it was, well, emptiness, lonely, dark, I was with no one and remained that way for months, no hope. Then Winston saved my from the darkness and Emily saved me from the loneliness. I need you love, because I never want to be alone again." She whispered.
Jeremy's heart skipped a beat. Someone needed him, not only that a cute girl with superpowers to boot. He smiled at himself, when he saw God again he was going to have to thank him for the good luck, and then finally play against him at a game of Foosball.
She raised her head looking him in the eyes, after a few brief moments of silence she kissed him softly. The fireworks went off again and he melted into them. This feeling was amazing, he felt like he could do this forever. And yet as soon as the kiss started it stopped. She looked at him and whispered in his ear.
"Goodnight Jeremy." She whispered
"Goodnight Doll."
With that the two continued enjoying each other's company until blissful oblivion took hold of their dreams and reality as they fell into a deep slumber.
Next chapter goes back to Russia and then back to ScoutxTracer as I gradually make the chapters longer with more content with more action and detail.