Tracer has a slight problem. Ever since her mission to London, she's unable to get her mind off Widowmaker, who incidentally faces similar problems herself. But the price for their mutual affection is a high one, coming at the cost of more than they ever imagined. Soon they find themselves facing off new threats and old enemies with unexpected allies. Widowtracer. Pharmercy later.

A mission to get the Overwatch space station back online goes wrong, and Tracer finds herself stranded in space with an unlikely ally.

Overwatch is but a shadow of its former self. Those who managed to evade arrest or capture struggle valiantly, and old friends recruit new ones to continue the fight against the ever encroaching Talon. Lena desperately searches for a sliver of good in Talon's most prized assassin. She remembers the woman that Widowmaker once was, even if Widowmaker herself does not.

This is just part one of my Tracer x WidowMaker fanfic! I will make a part two in time, so please be patient!

Tracer is a cheerful, brave, colorful young hero in Overwatch whom everyone recognizes and knows. But she is also a mask for the one behind Tracer, Lena. No one knows Lena after the slipstream. No one can ever know. And for that, she must wear a mask. Contains themes of dissociation, mental illness, and low self-esteem. Eventual Widowtracer. Please note that this is my first fic

Years ago, Tracer made a promise. No matter how many times it lands her in Widowmaker's sights, she intends to keep it. Luckily for her, Widowmaker can never seem to pull the trigger. (Rating may change/X-posted from ao3)