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Jack almost fainted when he heard Tracer talk. Not to mention say that. He just stared at her, eyes wide, and face blushing. All she was doing was smirking cheekily. Jack stuttered a lot of 'I's and 'uh's before Tracer cut in, saying multiple times between large giggles
"I was joking!"
Jack awkwardly smiled, before hearing her chuckle
"You should have seen your face!"
Tracer continued her laughing fit when Jack slowly walked over to make the bed. When doing it, though, he could just see her out of the corner of his peripherals stop giggling and stare at him with caring, almost loving eyes.
"What?" Jack in a confused tone, turning his front to Tracer, learning on the corner of the bed and looking around to see if anything was happening around him that he didn't know of.
"I'm just worried about you, Jack," she replied caringly, it kind of reminded Jack of his mother.
"I know we haven't met much, but I just…feel a connection between us. Winston told me all about you."
Jack was blushing again.
"You saved my life. I'm grateful." Tracer finished, a single tear sliding down her cheek. She was staring right into Jack's orange eyes.
"Tracer, i'm fine. Don't worr-
Jack was cut off by Tracer's lips meeting his. It shocked Jack, but also made him feel warm inside, somehow. His eyes became wide, but hers were closed. Tracer wrapped her arms around Jack's neck passionately. She was crying though, tears flowing down her cheeks fluidly. After about 10 seconds, Tracer pulled away, blushing violently, still silently sobbing. Jack recovered from his shock noticed that she was fully crying now.
"I-I shouldn't ha-have done tha-that. I ha-hardly know you. Sor-ry." Tracer stammered sadly.
Jack did a legitimate smile and slowly pulled her into an embrace. She cried into his shoulder, and he slowly felt his shoulder become moist from Tracers tears.
"There there, cry baby," Jack whispered humorously into her ear.
Jack was only just taller than Tracer, causing him to have to lower his head a little to say that. Surprisingly, Tracer actually laughed and returned the embrace, putting her arms around Jack's neck.
"You make me feel safe, Jack." she suddenly said.
Just when Jack was going to respond, the door was pulled open and a big, armoured ape came in, looking directly at the two. His face was priceless.
"It's not what it looks like!" Tracer exclaimed, pulling away from Jack.
Winston didn't accept that as an answer.
"Don't lie to me." Winston said firmly.
"Oi, Winston. Settle down, you're being-
"Shut up, Jack." the big ape cut off.
Jack narrowed his eyes at Winston.
"Tracer. Out. Now." Winston growled.
Tracer walked out of the room in silence, leaving just Jack and Winston.
"Let me get this towel off and put some pants on, i'll be back," Jack said, opening the bathroom door.
He returned with his signature bright orange cargo pants, but still no shirt.
"Jack, you're not even in Overwatch and yet you somehow manage to make love interests with an agent. Unacceptable."
"What can I say? I'm just naturally good looking."
This got Winston angry. Very angry. Primal Rage angry. With that snarky comment, the armored ape ran full-pelt at Jack, picked him up by his body, and slammed him against the wall, cracks forming in it. All of a sudden, the sharp pain in one of his wounds was back. He screamed so much, Winston backed off. Jack lay on his side, facing the door, where Tracer and another 20 people were standing.
"Jack! Winston, get back!" Tracer screamed, now rushing in to help Jack up.
Her eyes suddenly averted to Jack's wounds, where a red light was glowing.
"No." Was all Tracer could say before the windows shattered into a million pieces and Reaper, Widowmaker and Junkrat burst into the room.
"Winston! Tracking device!" Tracer yelled, pulling out her pistols.
Wait…when Reaper stabbed him, he must of injected a tracking device in his body! That's why his wounds kept hurting! Jack can't worry about that now, though. It was total chaos. He was still on the floor, but all the bullets (and grenades from Junkrat's grenade launcher) were missing him. Everyone at the door had left, it was just Tracer, Winston and Jack, the first two were currently having a skirmish with Reaper and Junkrat.
'Where's Widowmaker?' Jack thought, now scared.
All of a sudden, a blue hand grabbed him from behind, and whisked him out of the window. But instead of landing and the ground, he landed very hard on a black ship. A Talon ship. Widowmaker landed next to to him, but she stood and he was laying down.
"What do you want?" spat Jack, spitting blood and getting to his hands and feet.
"Rien, ami," Widowmaker purred seductively.
Jack stood up in one fluent motion and spear tackled her onto the ship roof. But the weight and force must have been too much, as they fell through it, landing in the cockpit.
"Perfect." the blue skinned sniper said.
She jumped into the pilot seat and began to fly the ship away.
"What about your friends, idiot?" Jack asked, knowing she would turn back.
But she didn't. She kept flying further and further away from the hospital.
"Fair dinkum, you selfish bi-
What followed was a swift punch to the face, gut and Jack's lower region by Widowmaker, the last one dropping him immediately. He was about to give up, when he saw something. His flamethrowers (and shirt, but that was unnecessary at the moment). He noticed Widowmaker turn her head slightly, Jack took this a sign she was going to look at him. He pretended to be unconscious, until luckily, like Jack predicted, she turned to look at him. She smiled evilly and then went back to piloting. Jack mouthed 'yes!' and then silently got onto his hands and knees and crawled over to his flamethrower. It was at that time that he could be as loud as he wants. Sliding it loudly onto his arm, causing Widowmaker to look, he stood up and yelled
"Say hello to my fiery friend!" (Jack cringed so much at this when listening to himself say that).
Flames spat out of his flamethrower, but when they died down, no one was there.
"What the-
Next thing Jack knew, he was thrown out of the hole in the roof where they fell in from.
Reacting instinctively, he grabbed at a communication antenna on the top of the ship, missing by an inch. How did his fire miss her? Wait…that's it! Fire! Jack immediately sprouted his Phoenix Wings and flew back over the hole at the cockpit, hovering over it. Widowmaker must have great hearing, because she immediately looked up and saw Jack.
"I didn't want to kill you mon amie, but I guess I have to now," she purred, grabbing her sniper.
Jack dived into the hole, locating her before she could shoot him. He raised his arm and dramatically shot his flames at her. Her eyes went wide for the second Jack could see her until the flames engulfed his view. But just as Jack thought he'd bested her, a massive bang went off, and a massive hole was visible where Widowmaker just was, shooting shrapnel everywhere. As Jack's world went dark and all hell broke loose around him, he noticed the ship began to hurtle toward the ground in the CBD, with skyscrapers around them, where lots of civilians looked in fear.