Chapter 7: Doubts

Jesse didn't take his time untying Sombra and Hana. He knew the longer they lingered in the warehouse, the higher the chance that more Los Muertos goons would arrive and his rescue attempt would end with him not riding off into the metaphorical sunset.

"C'mon you two, we need to make ourselves scarce and fast" he warned.

They made their way back through the warehouse, McCree tracing his, quite literal, footsteps. He forgot how much blood the human body could hold and frankly, the sooner they left, the less sick he would feel. Jesse never enjoyed killing people, Omnics were one thing, but people were a whole different feeling.

Just...keep moving. We need to get out of here and get home quickly.

Finally, they made it back to McCree's car. Jesse thanked the stars that his precious car hadn't been hit during the firefight. They all piled in and quickly peeled out of the warehouse complex as quickly as they could manage.

"OMG. Jesse that was soooo cool! You like, went full rage mode and threw that knife right into that fucking dude's face!" Hana applauded.

"Yeah, Yeah, it's just what i do" Jesse dismissed.

The whole car ride back, Hana continued to bombard the two of them with praise and excitement but McCree was quiet. He didn't once take his eyes off the road and occasionally checking the rearview mirror to see if they were being followed. His hand was clutched tightly around the steering wheel and looked like the wheel would snap if he turned it too hard. Sombra knew what bothered him, he knew now. He knew who she was, what she did, and what she is, or maybe was.

I can't blame him for being angry. I'd be pissed too. Just wish he'd say something. This silence is killing me.

With Jesse driving it didn't take them long to get back to McCree's home. Jesse said nothing as he pulled into the driveway and silently got out of his car and walked into the living room. Hana seemed to be completely oblivious to McCree's suddenly lack of mirth or excitement. Sombra was the last to come inside and closed the door behind her. As she was taking off her shoes, she could here McCree stop pacing and gather himself.

Here it comes

"So, when did you plan on telling us?" Jesse muttered quietly

"I...I wanna say i'm so-"

"No! don't you dare say it, you don't get to be sorry!" Jesse barked.

"I...I had hoped that it wouldn't come to this…" Sombra stuttered.

"Oh, so we would've never had known until a gun was against our skulls? Classic Talon.."

"I never wanted you two to get hurt!" Sombra said, trying to defend herself.

"Get hurt?! You got yourself and Hana abducted! This wasn't some fucked up training exercise, we could've died! Had I missed that knife i'd be digging graves, Sombra. Shit, how the hell am i supposed to trust a Talon agent? Bunch of assassins in the dark..."

"Hey, listen cabron, you don't know anything about Talon or what we do!" Sombra retorted.

"do I look like I was fuckin born yesterday! You know your little friend R? I get it now, stands for Reaper or as I know him, Gabriel motherfucking Reyes: Leader of Blackwatch, former ally to Overwatch and my mentor. Or was till he and fucking Morrison tore our family apart. You don't get it Sombra, there isn't anything more heartbreakin till you see the man who saved your life try and kill your family. So yeah, I guess you could say I know a thing or two about Talon, considering it took the one thing I loved away from me.

Jesse took off his shirt and showed her the bullet wound in his upper chest.

"Hell, for all i know, you could've very well been the person to put that bullet in my chest." he snarled.

Sombra could feel herself breaking down. She didn't want to be bad. She just wanted friends, to feel safe, to feel...cared for. She didn't enjoy feeling hurt all the time and only until she met Jesse and Hana did she feel happy and here she is, guilty of almost getting them killed. She just wanted to crawl away and hide. To be invisible and hide herself from the world that never seemed to stop hurting her.

"I...I…" she stuttered.

"And furthermore, If this was all a setup, why were you tied up?!" McCree questioned angrily.

"I. DON'T. KNOW!" Sombra screamed.

She buried her face in her hands and ran into the master bedroom, slamming the door hard and locking it. Sombra finally let the tears out. Years of running, hiding, killing, stealing. All that time she was trying to suppress all the sadness, the fear, the regret. The tears came, small and few, then they grew in numbers to a sob, then finally into a full blown breakdown. She buried her head in the pillow and tried to stem the flow of tears but to no avail. She grabbed the pillow and curled around it and held it tight against her.

. . . . .

Sombra had ran into his room and locked it. He couldn't tell what he was anymore. Was he sad? Was he angry? Maybe both? He let out a huge sigh and collapsed on the couch. He had completely forgotten that, in his fury, Hana had witnessed the whole thing. He turned to look at her sitting next to him on the couch, wide eyed and jaw agape.

Oh shit

"What. the fuck. was that?!" she demanded.

"Look, I don't enjoy yelling at people alright? She could've gotten us killed" Jesse pleaded.

"Well, besides your neat little scratch on your chest, which we should get taken care of, we're all fine!" she screamed.

"Yeah, well what if you weren't? Something bad could've happened, Hana!"

"If you failed to notice, nothing bad happened! Yeah, we got kidnapped but you saved us! That's all there is to it."

"Hana, she's Talon, she's the enemy remember? She could easily kill us in our sleep or poison us or-"

"Jesse, if she wanted us dead, she would've done it by now" she stated coldly.

Jesse sat back in his seat, slouching and hanging his head. He was so tired and drained from the events that had happened but he knew Hana was right.

"Jesse, you may not see what I see but what I see is a girl who wants what anyone else wants. A home and people who care about her. She's been nothing but pleasant. She's a good person Jesse, see her for her, not for who she associates with. And you were a real asshole to her, like straight up douche."

Jesse felt a wave of regret wash over him. He hadn't felt this way in years. Hana was right, he had been a real ass to Sombra.

"Yeah...you're right...but what do I do? I've been so horrible to her." Jesse mumbled.

Hana leaned back and took a deep breath.

"Well, first of, apologize. She if she'll forgive you. After the shit you said, you'd be pretty damn lucky if she does." She stated.

McCree nodded slowly.

"Then what?"

"Well, you see what her reaction is and deal with it. Just...she's hurt Jesse, she hasn't had it easy and if you wanna make things right, you gotta understand that." Hana affirmed.

Jesse stood up and adjusted himself before walking down the hall and knocking on the door.

Shit, this ain't gonna be easy.

"Go away, leave me alone!" he heard muffled from behind the door.

"Listen, I just wanna talk, i promise i won't yell or scream. Honest."

"Yeah, right" she said sarcastically.

"Sombra, please, I wanna apologize. Face to face so can you please-"

The door unlocked and opened slight. Jesse pushed it open and saw her and his heart sunk. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a pillow against her chest. She had been crying, a lot at that. His sheets looked soaked. He felt awful, knowing all of this was his fault. She scooted over on the bed and gave him room for him to sit next to her.

"Thank you, I wanted to make amends." He said honestly.

Sombra nodded slowly.

"I can have my things together and packed in a few minutes, i don't want to be a liability to you and Hana." she stated coldly.

"What?! No! Listen, what I said was wrong, dead wrong. I hurt you and for that I can never forgive myself." McCree said.

"I don't quite know how to say it but every since you came around and joined us, it's been pretty peaceful around here. Hasn't been this at ease in some time. I guess what I'm trying to say is, i don't want you to leave because i wouldn't feel right without you here."

There was nothing but silence.

damn it, I've really fucked it up this time.

Then, Sombra started to cry again. McCree was startled by this.

"Hey, come on now, i'm sorry and-"

Sombra wrapped her arms around him and cried into his shoulder, leaving streaks of tears down his shirt. Jesse was shocked, not entirely sure of how to act and decides to place his arms around her and pull her into a tight hug.

"Shhhh, it's okay darlin, let it out." he said softly.

Sombra cried harder and McCree was compelled to do something he had never done before. Slowly, he ran his fingers under her chin and pulled it up, out of his shoulder. For a bit, he stared into her deep purple easy.

Damn you're gorgeous

"Don't ever go running off again, y'hear? You damn near scared me half to death." he mumbled quietly.

Her face was red from tears but her cheeks were a weird rosey pink color. He noticed it and felt the heat shoot straight into his ears. He quickly let go off her face and stood up.

"Well, I should let you get some rest. It's been a long day for and Hana. Tomorrow is another day" he said with a smile. He went to turn to leave but he felt something grab his hand. He turned and saw Sombra grasping his hand tightly.

Ah hell, her eyes could turn a man to jelly if they wanted to

"Um, need something?" he said innocently.

"I..um...remember when I said I got nightmares often" she said sheepishly.

"Yeah" he replied.

"Well, you think you could uh, stay and wake me up if i have one?" she said innocently.

"Sure, but uh, where would i sleep?" he asked inquisitively.

Sombra moved over in the bed and patted the area next to here.

HolyShitHolyShitHolyShitHolyShitHolyShit

"Sure" he stated cooly.

She nervously cracks a smile. McCree excuse himself to the restroom in order to change and when he returns, she was already in her pajamas and fast asleep.

"She must've been tuckered out something fierce." he chuckled to himself.

McCree pulled up the covers and settled in next to her as the evening light slowly passed beneath the foothills and night quickly became ruler of the skies.

This is nice, i could get used to this

"McCree?"

Shit, she's awake

"It's Jesse, and what do you need darlin?" he asked

"Nothing" she said as she laid her head on his chest.

"Just wanted to say thank you"

"Hehe, anytime" Jesse mumbled as he slowly nodded off with her cuddled up close to him.