Chapter 5

The sun had just disappeared over the horizon and night quickly came, however the television had become the perfect substitute for the sun. Jesse sat on his couch, sandwiched between two sugar-high females, cursing each other out over video games. At his feet rested several discarded beer bottles, all from within the last hour or two; he wasn't exactly sure. He was hammered, and he knew it, they didn't, but they didn't need to know. He had kept a pretty stoic look on his face so they couldn't really tell.

I. Am. Fucked. The sudden realization hit him like a ton of bricks.

Jesse stood up, his trousers almost falling down, he forgot he had taken off his belt when he was unwinding.

"I'm gonna take a leak ladies, I'll be back in a few" he slurred.

"EW, TMI" they both cried.

"T.M- you know what...fuck it." he groaned.

Jesse slowly trudged to the bathroom, and did his business. As he was zipping up he realized the time.

Maybe I should change into something more comfortable. He thought.

Since he was out of the girls view, he wasted no energy pretending he was of stable balance and stumbled into the master bedroom. As he undid his belt and dropped his jeans, he looked over and saw Sombra's phone light up. She had a message. As he tied the draw strings on his grey sweatpants, he decided against his better nature and looked see what the text read. She had two missed calls and a text from a person named "R".

"That's a little strange, seems like this guy really wants to get a hold of her. Must be a boyfriend or somethin." he shrugged off the notion at first but the thought nagged at his mind as he left the room, he froze in the hallway.

"She never said one thing about a boyfriend. Why would she hide something like this, is it going to be a problem with her being here?" his drunk mind raced with questions, his head started to spin.

"This is too much for me right now, I'll try to process this in the morning, maybe I can get some answers to sort this mess out."

Jesse stumbled down the hall back into the living room as the two girls had just finished and Hana cursed Sombra out, something about being a noob and Sombra stated something about base damage blah blah blah. Jesse could barely understand a word they were saying and decided that was for the best. He returned to his seat as the two turned their game system off.

"Well losers, I better catch some sleep before I pass out, TTYL." Hana said as she stretched.

"Well they seem to be getting along well, that's always a good thing."

"G'night Munchkin."Jesse smiled as he heard her curse him out under her breath.

"Guess I'll be turning in too." Sombra stood up and stretched out, before saying her goodnights and heading to bed.

"Well, guess it's just you and me couch..." he mumbled.

His eyelids began to close and he slowly started falling over. Eventually he succumbed to the force of gravity and plopped face down into his pillow, passed out.

. . . . . .

"COME ON, WAKE UP, SLEEPY HEAD!" Hana jumped on the couch, rousing Jesse from his deep sleep, his head ached, probably due to the amount of beer he had drank. He glared at Hana before muttering 3 words.

"Fuck. Off. Munchkin." his words carried unspoken threats with them.

"Fine, me and Sombra are just gonna starve to death then" Hana said as she crossed her arms and pouted.

"That's the plan." he muttered quietly and pulling the blanket he had over his head.

Hana reached over and quickly pulled the blanket off him and ran into the kitchen.

"Sombra! Quick! Hide! We angered the Big Bad Wolf!"

As much as he hated it sometimes, Hana was always like Jesse's little sister. Never leaving him alone, bugging him constantly, being a general pest. However, she was his pest and he was always willing to help her whenever she needed it.

"Alright, Imma count to three and if my blanket ain't back, we're gonna have some serious problems, Munchkin." he threatened.

"One" he shouted sternly.

"Tw- aw fuck it" he said less angrily. He swung his legs off the couch and sat up. He decided he might as well get up. Just because he was hung over, doesn't mean his guests should suffer.

"Alright you got me, I'm up, now what?!" he said defeated.

Sombra and Hana bolted out of the kitchen.

"PANCAKES!" they chimed.

Jesse chuckled and nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I could go for some flapjacks myself."

Jesse stood up and headed into the kitchen, they followed closely behind him. As he dug through the pantry, he noticed he was running low on supplies. At least he still had everything to make pancakes to keep these two gremlins at bay.

"After I'm done makin' flapjack's I'm gonna have to head into town, i'm runnin low on supplies so if you need anything be sure to let me know." as he handed them a list of groceries.

Jesse was a master at cooking pancakes, he could even flip them behind his back which impressed Sombra and Hana. When he was finished he stacked each plate three pancakes high. As he finished his own plate, he looked over and saw they had both already begun digging in. Never had he seen two small girls like them put away so much food in one sitting so quickly.

"Good Lord, you two must've been hungry, never seen two girls devour McCree's famous homemade flapjacks." he said proudly.

"They're really good" Sombra said with a mouthful.

"Mmhmm" Hana mumbled as she shoveled another piece of pancake into her mouth.

After everyone had finished their breakfast, Jesse hopped in the shower as Sombra lounged on the couch and watched TV.

Jesse returned wearing a flannel shirt, jeans, a worn pair of boots and, of course, his hat.

"You two write down what you need me to pick up at the store?"

Sombra nodded and handed him a list of thing they would need.

Jesse pocketed the list and walked towards the front door and beckoned Sombra over to him.

"Alright I shouldn't be gone more than a few hours but just in case something happens and I should be out longer, I'm leaving you in charge. As you know Hana can be a little troublesome."

Just as he said this Hana ran behind them through the foyer into the living room, long jumping onto the couch cushions face first.

"Just, make sure she has enough water, take her out every now and then, and don't feed her after midnight."

"I HEARD THAT!" Hana yelled, throwing a fluffy bunny slipper at him, which hit him on the side of the face, with a resounding "squeak!"

Jesse's face didn't twitch, he didn't react at all, he just stood there, unyielding and blank.

"I should go before she thro-"

"Squeak!"

Before he could finish the sentence another slipper pelted him in the face.

Jesse looked defeated and glanced at Sombra stoically.

"Good luck." he sighed.

. . . . . .

Sombra waved out the front window as Jesse pulled out of the driveway to run his errands. She was left in charge to make sure Hana didn't burn the place down or turn it into a trap house or something. At least they could talk alone and get to know each other better without Jesse joining in every 5 minutes commenting on their "youthful mannerisms."

"Is he gone?" Hana asked peeking over the top of the couch cushions.

"Yeah, he's gone now. You can come out of hiding." she said reassuringly.

"Awesome, hey could you be a bro and bring me my bunny slippers?" Hana asked innocently.

"Sure thing." she replied.

Sombra plopped down on the couch and handed Hana her slippers. She let out a sigh of relief, now she could finally unleash her inner sailor when cursing Hana out.

"Fancy a rematch Hana? 10 credits says I beat your ass!" Sombra bragged.

"You're on! But Y'know I play to win." She chimed.

The two turned on their game system, turned on their controllers, and switched into maximum concentration mode. The room was filled with screams and insults, "fuck this" and "fuck that." and "fuck you" and "you wish." as if these insults were commonplace.

"Ugh, C'mon using a rocket launcher? That's bullshit you butt nugget." Hana complained.

"I don't remember setting any rules for these engagements, you pleb." Sombra replied with smirk.

Hana's eyes widened with rage.

"What the fuck did you just fucking say to me i'll have you know I served in the Omnic Crisis..." Hana ranted.

"Yeah yeah, whatever Munchkin!" Sombra cut her off.

The game lasted another grueling 30 minutes before the final score was 56-49 in favor of Sombra.

"Hah, told you I would win this time, you owe me 10 credits!" Sombra cheered.

"Well, I don't exactly have that on me at the moment, but I could tell you anything you wanna know instead."

"Hmmm yeah I think that'll work." Sombra smiled devilishly.

She thought for a minute about what she wanted to ask before settling on a single question.

"So are you and Jesse a thing?" she said leaning back on the couch.

"What!, EW! NO! Jesse is like, more of an older brother to me, he always took care of me and made sure no one ever messed around with me. He's like family."

Sombra nodded as she processed her answer.

Interesting.

"What about you, Are you interested in him?" Hana asked inquisitively.

She was completely caught off guard by this question. Her cheeks felt hot, and she turned away slightly so Hana couldn't see her.

"I don't exactly know yet, he's an interesting guy but…I'm not really ready to make a commitment with anyone just yet."

"What is he not, like, your type or anything?" Hana probed.

"Well, he is a cowboy." Sombra joked trying to distance herself from this conversation

Hana laughed and tried to do her best Jesse McCree impression

"It's Gunslinger." she said with her best attempt at a southern drawl.

The two broke out in a fit of laughter.

I wonder what he's up to right now, probably at the store picking up our stuff.

The thought of Jesse just innocently browsing for menial items entertained her, she found herself admiring him, how good he looked in actual casual wear.

He is kinda cute…

Sombra shook her head trying to clear those thoughts from her mind.

"Hey, wanna go for another round, I wanna earn back those ten credits!" Hana challenged.

"You're on." Sombra smirked.

. . . . . .

Jesse pulled up in the small parking lot of the grocery store a couple of miles from his home. It was close enough for him to have to drive there every once and awhile and be stocked for a few weeks.

"Hope those two wrote everything down cause I'm sure as hell not coming back tomorrow." Jesse said to himself.

Say, I wonder what they all need? Probably soda and chips for the two of them and other little things. I should probably grab more beer and some whiskey, like a handle of Jack Daniels and some margarita mix for Taco Tuesday.

"It's gonna be a long week" Jesse chuckled.

"Alright, so let's see: chips, soda, toilet paper, flapjack mix, beer, Midol (whatever the hell that is), and tamp…" his voice trailed off.

"oh sonofabitch" Jesse groaned as he laid his head against the steering wheel.

"I could always bury them in the backyard, no one would notice." he contemplated.

Jesse sighed, got out of the car, closed the door behind him, walked to front door of the store and grabbed a cart. He went inside and gathered all of the items into the shopping cart, before heading to check out. He prayed that the cashier would not say anything about the female toiletries. The items were scanned slowly, one by one, until the cashier got to the tampons, he slowly looked up at Jesse.

Don't, Say, A, Fuckin, Word. he threatened silently.

The cashier smiled and spoke casually

"Is it, uh, your first time having to buy these for your daughters?"

Jesse turned as white as sheet at the thought of Hana being one of his offspring. He decided it would just be better to bite his tongue than to try to explain the situation to the guy.

"Yeah, somethin like that." he muttered.

He bagged all of his items and hurried out of the store, stuffing the bags into his trunk, he turned his car on, gripped the steering wheel hard, and pressed his foot all the way down on the gas the entire way home.

The sun had went down by the time he got back home. He gathered the bags in his arms and brought them into the house. He walked passed the girls not saying anything as he brought food and supplies into the kitchen. When he finally returned with their bag he dropped on the ground in front of them muttering angrily.

"Here's your food and tampons…daughters." he seethed.

He trudged into the master bedroom, slamming the door shut and locking it.

"Guess i'm sleeping in the guest bedroom tonight" Sombra muttered.

"But that's my room." Hana corrected.

"Sorry, but you've been voted off the island, loser." Sombra stated.

"I demand a retrial!" Hana demanded.

The two both laughed and then sat in complete silence, while Hana tried to beat her own high score on some side scrolling shooter game.

He's so embarrassed….and it's so cute. Sombra found herself lost in a train of thought again.

End of Chapter 5