She kept her mouth shut, her mind wondering what in the world was happening. One thing was not knowing who she was, but not knowing what Overwatch is? That's another level, but something told her that maybe it was for the best to leave it like that. She'd have to explain him later, but at that moment she just wanted to enjoy her jog with a cute someone.
They shared some time together. Lena even slowing down to a normal speed to let her newly found friend keep up with her, her smile always on her as if it was tattoo.
They jogged for at least one hour, reaching Lena's favorite coffee place. It was closed, obviously. Before she knew it was already midnight. She had gone too far, and tomorrow she'd pay the toll. Still, she felt real with him. He didn't praise her for her heroic actions as Tracer, nor did he know anything about her, other than her career as a pilot. She was happy. She felt welcomed in a new, unknown place.
"I'm sorry I didn't ask earlier, love...But, what's your name?" The guy chuckled. It was like music to her ears, and suddenly she felt aware of how long it's been since the last time she had a conversation that didn't involve action, dead and war.
"Leo" He shared her a grin. She felt herself melt on the ground, "But I'm guessing you're gonna call me love anyways" He chuckled and she giggled. Both of their sounds sounded as if they were meant for each other.
"Well, if you don't like it, then I…" He shook his head. She beamed yet again, "Okay then, love it is" She giggled.
She was aware of the fact that he didn't share his second name, but she didn't push any further. She's been taught not to.
They both agreed it was time for them to go back to the complex. And both Lena and Leo weren't that eager to reach it, both enjoying each other's company more than what they thought they would. Eventually they reached it, and Lena let out a sad sigh she didn't know she was holding.
"Which floor, love?" He nodded.
"53" Her eyes widened and her heart did a thing. He was right above her.
"Bollocks!" She beamed, "I'm 52, love! This is amazing! We could have little sneaky reunions, or maybe some sleepovers, or we could talk with just poking our heads out of the window!" He chuckled with her while nodding, "We could have movie nights, and some-" She shushed as the door opened, revealing the hallway that leader to her door. Her heart sank a little.
"We could, but not tonight. I'm ready to hit the bay" She giggled. He ruffled her short, spiky hair before slightly pushing her out of the elevator, "I don't know when I'll see you again, but I'm always back home at ten, just call my name through the window, I should be able to hear you" She smiled and nodded, her spirits reviving instantly.
"Okay then, night, love!" She waved goodbye at him as the doors closed and he disappeared from her sight, her word turning a little blurry, "Bloody hell, I need some rest" She giggled as she made her way to her room.
She dropped herself on the bed, a huge content sigh leaving her body, her mind wandering around, thinking of all the things they could do now that she knew he lived above her.
With that in mind, she fell asleep happily, with a smile on her face.
She woke up to the sun hitting her face directly, annoying her. She had forgot to close her windows last night, and now she regretted it. She stood up without wanting to, and almost dragged her soul to the bathroom. A cold shower was needed. She got rid of her clothes, again regretting her arse for not changing clothes after reaching home and instead being lazy and falling asleep the moment she saw her bed.
The cold shower felt good on her skin, and her energy was suddenly on top. Her eye bangs still there, but her own self felt good. She was beaming yet again. If it wasn't for jogging and saving the world, her favorite activity might aswell be taking showers and singing alone.
She got out of the shower after half an hour and giggled at her rugged fingers. She went straight to her closet and picked up her hero outfit.
"Another day, another life" She whistled her way through the place, and listened to the little elevator symphony.
When the doors opened, showing her the lobby, something different caught her eye. Leo was there, he was between the exit door and the actual street talking on the phone. She beamed, he was wearing the army uniform, and the way he grinned while using aviator glasses told her something special.
He's flying today.
"Yeah, yeah, I'll be there in time, and remember about that race, I ain't losing no bet against anybody…" He turned around when he heard her small steps getting closer to him, and he grinned at her. He seemed to be in a good mood, just like Lena had hoped, "Gotta' go now, man. Ya, I'll see you there" He shoved his phone in his pocket and saluted her with humour, "Mornin', Ma'am" She giggled. She was used to that kind of behaviour from her divisions in Overwatch, but the way he said it made her feel like she was teenager all over again.
"Mornin', love" She smiled, trying to show him how happy she was to actually see him, "I see you're preparing yourself?" He nodded without hesitation.
"It's time to fly, Sargent Johnas challenged me to a race and told me that if I won he'd treat me to dinner" Her eyes widened and she blinked surprised. He snorted, "Now, now. I don't swing that way, but there's no way I'm saying no to half a kilogram of pure, delicious meat from a nice restaurant" She giggled. It was funny for her to react like that since she swings both ways anyway, "Maybe next time you should race me, whoever wins gets to chose something from the loser, be it a lovely dinner, movie night or maybe, I don't know…" A car stopped in front of them and he opened the door, "A date" He winked before closing it and leaving her stunned for a second.
She was used to guys flirting with her. She was, she's gotten used to it. But the way he did it was something different. For her, it felt different.
And of course, she beamed the rest of her bugger all day at Gibraltar, gossiping about Leo and last night with her best friend Winston, who was more concentrated on not falling asleep rather than listening to her babbling nonsense and weird stuff. Although that was the usual Tracer for everybody.
"So this Leo guy, is he aware of the fact that you are a hero?" Winston decided to, somehow, someway, contribute to the one-sided conversation they were having. He chuckled when Lena shook her head in denial.
"Nop! Not a bit, he doesn't know anything about Tracer nor Overwatch, love! Can you believe it? It's like he's been living in a cave for a whole century!" Winston got his head a bit confused at that statement.
"Wait, he doesn't know anything?" He asked. She shook her head again, "Have you tried showing him?" She giggled.
"Actually, I was too excited about jogging and having fun with him that I totally forgot! And, well, part of me doesn't want him to know anything about me, y'know love? He's so kind and funny and relaxed with me, I don't want him to feel nervous or something similar just for me being a hero" He nodded, kind of understanding the feeling of people getting nervous or scared around you.
"Well, since you don't want him to know anything about you, I suppose you won't invite him to the hero meeting we're having in about a week, am I right?" She looked at him with a confused smiled.
"Wot?" Of course, she had forgotten.
"Hero meeting, Lena! You gave the idea like a month ago in our monthly reunions!" Her brain made a click and she suddenly knew what was her big friend talking about.
"Oh! Oh, you're right! You're…" Her chest starting filling with excitement, "Oh my god, I'm so inviting him, Winston!" She started jumping like a little kid excited for a piece of candy, "Oh gosh I can imagine his face all like "Hey Lena-" She imitated a strong, manly voice, nothing like Leo's, "That lil' poster over there looks exactly like you" She giggled and continued, "Hey why is everyone hear wearing weird cheeky outfits" Even Winston chuckled, "Hey why is a bloody monkey speaking?" Winston started laughing.
"Yeah, that might happen if you don't warn him about what's he going to find in that convention" Both of them laughed and tried to predict whatever was going to happen if that Leo guy did come to the convention.
The two best friends kept talking while supervising a very much peaceful London.
"Did I tell you Leo's a pilot, love?" Winston smacked his face with his hand, and sighed.
"Yes, Lena. Yes you did"
Long day at work for poor Winston.
Night sky was something Lena has always loved, since the moment she was born. She always arrived in the same little Hangard and left there the official Overwatch jet , which they used in case of international emergencies, or to take Lena from London to Gibraltar and vice versa every day. This day was no different than usual, it only serving the purpose of taking Lena back home, thanks to god.
She always loved to blink until she reached the highest place she could just to see the stars and the moon. But this time she didn't do that. Instead she quickly blinked back home, her only desire was to see Leo and tell him all about Overwatch and the convention they had, her worries about him changing his way of being with her long gone at that moment.
She loved blinking between roofs, loving the feeling of freedom and being spider-man like, one of her favorite comic heroes. And it was also the fastest way she knew to get home in less than ten minutes, the apartment complex being already pretty close to the hangar anyways.
She stopped when she reached her building, and beamed at the car that was parking in front of said building.
"That's him!" She smiled, and looked at one of the doors opening and a guy getting out of the car, "Well...that's...not him" She giggled at her own clumsiness and decided to blink down to wait for him in the entrance.
She noticed that the guy who got out of the car was wearing military clothes too, and his looks said that he wasn't bringing good news.
She noticed his nametag on his uniform, and her eyes widened. Johna…
Leo was supposed to be with Johna that night...
"Excuse me, you the landlord?" The guy she suspected that was Johna asked her landlord, who was waiting patiently behind his desk, as usual.
"Yes, I am. Why?" The landlord wondered, and Johna sighed.
"I'm just here to report that your resident Leo won't come back tonight" Lena's heart sank, "There was a crash accident…" She covered her mouth, and starting walking towards the presumed pilot, noticing now how his face was full of scratches and stitches,
"And everything went to hell because of that"