Chapter 17: Supplemental #6
Summary:
Angela's revelations to Morrison come back to bite her in the ass in a big way.
It had been three days since returning to Overwatch Command with Mei in tow, plus having cleaned themselves up from an orgy that Angela unwillingly instigated, the good Doctor was standing in Morrison's office, the Commander looking unhappy and remorseful. He set a tablet down, sighing as he looked at Angela.
"You know this was out of my hands," Jack said, standing up before walking around the desk and leaning against the aging wood. He folded his arms, watching as Angela tried to contain her emotions, the doctor's hands clenched at her sides. "Angela…I don't have an option."
Angela nodded, her heart thundering in her ribs, beating a tattoo against her ribcage. She was angry and hurt, hatred stewing at her own stupidity. "I understand, Jack," she said softly. "You had to take it to the UN since it is technically an Overwatch incident, and everything I have done…you didn't have a choice. You did what you were expected to, and I…I can't fault that. I just wish it didn't have to end this way."
"So do I," Jack said, reaching out and putting his hand on Angela's shoulder. "Do yourself a favor. Stay low to the ground. Don't do anything stupid or anything that'll get you looked at. The UN is doing it's best to make sure the story doesn't leak, but you know how—" He was interrupted by a beep from his tablet, reaching back and grabbing it. "Well fuck."
"What?" Angela asked, taking the tablet as Jack handed it to her. She turned it and looked at the screen, her heart sinking as she read the headline on the article.
"Overwatch's Resident Angel Secretly A Devil?
Dr. Angela Ziegler, a scientific child prodigy and expert in nanotechnology, has had her medical license revoked and her ethics and morals questioned today after several disturbing revelations were brought to the attention of the United Nations by Overwatch Commander Jack Morrison.
Ziegler, age 37, has been conducting illegal human experimentation on women in Overwatch for less than six months. It is unknown at this time what the experiments have been, but sources say that footage exists of Ziegler having relations with patients, former and current colleagues, and even known criminals, both small time such as Elizabeth Caledonia "Calamity" Ashe, and Talon operative Am élie "Widowmaker" LeCroix. The disgraced former doctor was also seen recently in Russia, near Volskaya Industries, a source telling our reporter that Ziegler had worked with Talon operative and hacker Olivia "Sombra" Colomar, in restraining and raping Katya Volskaya before being discovered by Aleksandra Zaryanova.
If the disgraced prodigy is to be brought up on charges of rape, conspiracy, and conspiring with criminals remains to be seen."
Angela sank into the chair behind her, Jack taking the tablet. "Everything…everything's gone…it's all over," she said softly. "I should leave. I should leave the girls behind, let them forget about me and go back to their normal lives. Drain my accounts and hide until my death. I have nothing now, Jack. You've fired me, I can't practice my craft anymore. What do I have?"
"You still have friends," Jack said. "You know that the moment you try and leave, all of those women are going with you. Hana's showed off her tattoo on stream, and it's evident on most of the others that have gotten it. I can't tell you what to do this time, Angela. The choice is yours. But…I do have to give one last order. I need you to clean out your office and apartment, leave all keys and access cards for Overwatch in the lab so I can pick them up later."
Angela nodded, reaching up and taking her ID badge off of her coat, handing it to Jack before she got up and walked out. The door slid shut behind her, and she made her way down toward her now former lab, the long process of cleaning it all out looming in front of her. Upon walking in, she saw Mei, Ashe, and Sombra, and she sighed.
"Ladies," she said. "I'm glad some of you are here. I need your help."
"With what, cowgirl?" Ashe asked. With Angela having been avoiding them in the last days, the Deadlock leader was concerned. "Angela?"
Angela sighed, her hands clenched. "I've had my license revoked. The UN saw fit to remove me from Overwatch. As of…ten minutes ago, I am no longer a doctor able to practice her trade, nor am I to remain on the base. I'm packing all of my things from here and the apartment, and I am…I suppose, I will retreat to Switzerland. Return to my home."
Mei gasped, covering her mouth. "They found out?" she asked. "How?"
Angela looked at Sombra before she explained to Mei what happened a few weeks before, and how the former Talon agent hacked her systems, forcing her to reveal what she'd been doing to Morrison. As she spoke, she started packing her things up, thankful she kept boxes in every corner of her lab. "So, he did what he had to, Mei. I don't fault him."
"Damn it, this is my fault. I'm sorry, Ange," Sombra said. "I didn't think hacking your system would have had that big of an impact. It isn't fair that you're being thrown out in the cold because of me. You didn't test your serum on anyone or anything except yourself. Self-testing was always a scientific way to do things. They can't do this."
"To the UN, testing on myself is still illegal, Sombra, and they already did," Angela said. "And now, my face is on every newspaper and media post from Tokyo to Hong Kong to London, New York, Dallas, Los Angeles. Everything I have done has been revealed to the world. I literally have nothing left."
"Ain't true," Ashe said. "Still got us, Doc. You take the fall, but we're goin' with you. I ain't going back to the Deadlock Gang. Fuck that. Havin' fun with you and these girls has been the best times I ever had, and that includes shovin' Jesse's ass out of a moving train."
"I don't have anything else since walking out on Talon. I've been doing better here," Sombra said. "So has Amélie. You aren't doing this alone."
"I have to," Angela said.
"No!" Mei said, grabbing Angela's arm. "Please. Let us help you."
Angela closed her eyes and nodded softly. "Ok. I'll call the others, have them start tearing down my room. I'll set most of this to be shipped to my family home in Zürich. I'll take only what I need on the jet."
Eleven hours later, with all of the girls helping to pack and move boxes into the jet, Angela sighed as she walked through the halls of her family home. The women had all taken up rooms, Lena and Emily pairing off, the sounds coming from within giving her all the information she needed. She passed Hana's room, hearing the Korean girl gaming, cursing out the game in Korean; passing Satya's room and seeing a dull blue glow from under the door, signaling that the other woman was working on architech projects; passing Amélie's room, Angela spotted the blue-skinned sniper reading a book, waving as she passed the open door. She heard Sombra giggling and speaking quickly in Spanish as she more then likely hacked corporations or whoever she had her sights on; and finally, she heard Ashe pacing the floor, the former gang leader busy with her own tasks.
Making her way to kitchen, the former doctor spotted Mei shutting a cabinet, and she smiled softly. "Hello, Mei."
"Angela. Hi!" Mei said with a bit of a smile. "I didn't think anyone else would be up this late."
"I can't sleep," Angela said, shaking her head softly. She sat down at the table, pulling her hair out of its ponytail, letting it fall around her shoulders. "I keep going over everything in my head, trying to find something I could have done differently. Perhaps not store my logs on the computer? Delete them after having them uploaded to the tablet I carried with me? I genuinely don't know what I wanted to accomplish with this, Mei."
Mei nodded, sitting at the table and setting her cup down, wrapping her hands around it gently. "You did what you thought was correct. You knew what Moira did in her experiments, and you didn't want to subject any poor animals to those kinds of horrors. Turning your concoction on yourself seemed like a good idea. I can't find a fault in what you've done."
"Sleeping with every woman I see?"
"Sounds remarkably like Genji or McCree," Mei said with a smile. "Angela, you just need to forget this. You'll find something to do. It may not be your love of medicine, but you are resourceful, and you'll find a new passion." She got up and walked around the table, wrapping her arm around Angela's shoulders and kissed her cheek. "Besides, this big house, you'll have fun breaking every room in. Perhaps starting with me?"
Angela chuckled, shaking her head. "You're certain?"
"You have fucked every single one of the women living in your house. All you did to me was cum on my face and tits. I want to feel you inside," Mei said, reaching down and teasing Angela softly.
Angela groaned, her cock responding to Mei's touch. She stood up and pushed Mei onto the table, ripping her shorts off and tossing them aside, spreading the climatologist's legs, fingers pushing against her pussy. "I'll be sure to enjoy this," she said, undoing her own jeans and letting them slide down her legs, pulling her cock out and stroking it.
Mei grinned, pulling her shirt off and tossing it to the floor, her tits bouncing free. "Do it!"
Angela pushed Mei's panties to the side, dragging her to the edge of the table and pushing into her. "Oh, fuck…so warm…"
"Ungh!" Mei moaned, feeling Angela's cock inside of her. "Oh, my God. It's so big…" She pinched at her nipples, tugging slowly. "Angela…fuck me…"
Angela nodded, starting to work her hips against Mei, leaning down and taking one of her nipples into her mouth. "Mmm…fuck…" she moaned around the massive tit. She kept bucking against Mei, her free hand sliding down and teasing her clit. "Your pussy feels so good, Mei."
"MMm…your cock too…" Mei moaned as her hips started moving against Angela, trying to pull her deeper. She threaded her hands into Angela's hair, keeping her pulled against her tit. "Mmm…oh, god…" She squeaked as her legs wrapped around Angela, her pussy spasming around Angela's cock. "Oh…"
"Mei…did you cum?" Angela asked, looking down at her friend.
"Sorry…sorry…I'm sorry…" Mei whispered, biting her lip as her orgasm subsided. "Mmm…"
Angela grinned, starting to pick her speed up. "Don't be," she said. The blonde kept fucking into the younger scientist, giving her another orgasm that quickly blended into a third. Angela slammed into Mei, her own cock starting to twitch. "Mei.."
"Inside…please!" Mei panted, screaming out as she came again.
Angela nodded, leaning down and kissing Mei before slamming her cock into Mei, her balls tightening before she unloaded into the other woman. She groaned against Mei's lips, flooding her with cum. She slowly pulled out, watching some of her seed leak out of Mei's spasming cunt, and she sank into her chair again.
After watching Mei redress and head to bed, Angela shut the kitchen down and went back to her own room, grabbing her tablet and sighing as she opened a new document, starting to record.
Angela Ziegler HEZG Log
April 8, 2078
No more Doctor Ziegler. I can't say I'm surprised. I brought this on myself by having to go to Commander Morrison. He did what he thought was right, and I can't fault him. I have nobody to blame but myself. If I hadn't kept these logs, I wouldn't have been found out, but I can't change it now. Everything is literally out in the open, from the first trials to having sex with Hana, even sleeping with Sombra in Volskaya. The only saving grace from that revelation in the news was that Katya Volskaya came forward and said it was a mutual thing between her, Sombra, and myself, so I'm not going to jail for that.
Ethics violations, the jury is figuratively still out. It depends on what the UN wants to do, and if I get accosted on the streets of Z ürich or anywhere else I decide to go. Just walking the street from the airport to the house was filled with looks. Ashe nearly got into more than one fight on the way, and Satya threatened to turn one man inside out if he threatened me. Sometimes I wonder if I am doing right by these girls, but they do things like that and make me smile.
Time to sleep and see what happens tomorrow. Hopefully…and I mean this with as much sincerity as I can muster…I hope that tomorrow is better. But, knowing my luck, I'll be in for a surprise.
What Angela didn't know was that she was correct. In Cairo, an older woman stepped onto a passenger jet, her destination Zürich.