Enraptured in Ice Ch. 10

AN: Hey everyone, I've been doing a lot of streams lately. I typically have insomnia in the mornings, so I may be streaming more often soon. So if you are bored at 5 AM CMT, pop by my Twitch to see if I'm streaming: KibaElunal. I mostly talk about my fanfiction and my novels and such, but I'm also open to questions and what not. There are lemons in this chapter, I hope you enjoy it. Thanks again for all your support. -Kiba

Having decided she was done tanning, Hana and Dan walked through the barracks. Her arms were wrapped tightly around his, squeezing it as if he'd float off into the air were she to let go. "Hey, are you okay?" he asked. "You seem...I don't know...weird."

"I'm fine," she whispered, nuzzling against his shoulder. "I'm just happy you're here is all."

"Of course I'm here," he laughed. "Where else would I be?"

"WIth someone else…" she murmured, causing him to pause. "I'm sorry. I'm not normally this jealous," she promised. "I really don't know what's come over me. Maybe I'm self conscious because you don't want to have sex anymore."

"It's not that I didn't enjoy it," he assured her. "Just that it was a little sudden is all. I mean...it was my first time. I never really expected it would be like this."

"Like this?"

"So fast. We've only been together for a few days now. I guess I always just thought it'd be a lot longer before I had sex." Hana gave him a charming smile before kissing his cheek. "I'm sorry you're feeling self conscious. I promise, it has nothing to do with you. Just know that to me," he paused to wrap his arms around her and placed a kiss on her forehead. "Even just holding your hand means a lot to me."

"You're so cheesy," she giggled, taking his hand in hers. As their fingers intertwined, she tugged him into the barracks behind her before closing the door. "You know...we don't have to have sex. There are other things we can do."

"What do you mean?" Dan asked curiously.

Sitting on the bed, she patted the spot beside her, urging him to sit. When he did, she leaned towards him to kiss his neck before whispering in his ear. "Don't think I've forgotten what you did when you thought I was asleep," she teased, caressing his cheek. He turned a bright red, just as she turned him to face her. Pouncing on him, she pressed her lips firmly against his, pushing him down onto the bed. "We could do stuff like that," she explained cuddling to him. "Just...explore."

"I suppose that wouldn't be so bad," he admitted, his hands running down the curves of her body to rest on her hips. "Like this?"

She nodded, her hand slipping under his shirt to lightly drag her nails down his chest. His breath became shallow as he met her eyes with his own. He couldn't bring himself to look away as they gently kissed again, this time far more sweetly than the rough ones they'd shared in the past.

"Dan?" Mei called from outside. Knocking on the door of the barracks, she waited patiently for him. "Are you there? I need some help real quick."

"I should probably go," he whispered, but Hana shook her head. Even still, he sat up, slipping out of the cot.

"Just ignore her," she tried, but he simply smiled at her.

"It's okay. It shouldn't take long. She probably just needs an extra pair of hands with something then I'll come right back. Honest."

"Okay," she surrendered, laying back down on the bed. "Just do me a favor. If I'm asleep when you come back...don't wake me up."

Dan sighed, nodding to show he understood. Straightening his clothes, he opened the door to find Mei standing there. "Hey, Mei. What's going on?"

"I just...need your help in the lab," she tried. He stepped outside closing the door behind him before gesturing with his arm to lead the way. "Sorry. Did I interrupt anything?"

"No, nothing too major. We had a talk. Your advice worked perfectly. She wasn't even a little mad. Actually, I think we've grown closer because of it."

"Oh...that's good to hear," she lied. "I'm glad I could be of help to you."

"So, what did you need my help with?"

Mei cleared her throat. "I lost my wrench, and I was hoping I could see if you could help me find it."

"You need help finding a wrench…?"

"Well, that and I umm...I have something I need you to loosen for me. I can't quite get it unscrewed."

"I thought you said you'd lost the wrench."

"I did, I just...I lost it after I tried it, okay?" Mei stated with a huff. As the lab door slid open, she stepped inside with Dan trailing close behind her.

"Okay, where did you last see it?"

When she nodded towards the table, he approached it, examining them closely. Her tools were laid out neatly as they had been when he'd helped her to unpack, but now the space where her wrench once lay was empty.

He found it oddly suspicious that her typical meticulous behavior had caused her to misplace it. His eyes turned to scan the room, flowing over every surface. "Maybe you misplaced it?" he suggested, causing her to scratch her cheek in thought. As his eyes turned towards her, he could see a slight bulge in her pocket. "Have you checked your pockets?"

Patting herself down, she reached into her pocket, and retrieved the wrench she'd hidden there. "Oh, haha. I guess you're right. I'm so scatterbrained sometimes." Offering him the wrench, he took it from her before once more glancing around.

The two looked at one another in silence before he cleared his throat. "So, what did you need me to undo?"

"Oh! Right, umm...this part here," she pointed, going over to the table that was presently littered with pieces of scrap they'd salvaged from the warehouse. "That ionic converter's flux electrometer is corroded and needs to be replaced."

Moving to it, he picked it up, pressing the wrench to it and with almost no pressure was able to spin it freely from its resting place. Pulling the bolt that held the pieces in place, he carefully laid it on the mat before setting the parts down. "Is that all?" he asked.

"No, I also need...umm…" she began to run through thousands of excuses to use that would keep him there.

Dan took a deep breath of frustration. "Okay, what is going on?"

"Going on? I don't know what you…" His concerned expression caused her to pause mid sentence. "All right...you caught me," she whispered. "I wanted to talk to you about our conversation this morning, but I didn't feel like I could wait until tomorrow."

"Why didn't you just say that?" he asked. "I'd have still come if you'd just asked to talk."

"Would you have?" she questioned. "If I were to call for you, would you literally drop everything, just to come to my side?" He seemed puzzled by her wording, but slowly he nodded. "Why?"

"Well, I'm your assistant, right? I assist you."

"Is that the only reason?"

"Mei, I'm not sure what you want to hear."

"To be honest, I'm not sure I know myself," she admitted. "Look, I don't know how to say this, so here it goes: I want you to be happy."

"Erm...thanks? I want you to be happy too."

He wasn't getting it. Mei still didn't really know what she wanted him to get, just that he still hadn't. "No, I mean...does Hana make you happy?"

"Well, yeah."

Mei's heart sank a little, but she could see by the expression on his face he still didn't understand. "Would you say she makes you happier than you were before?"

Dan paused for a moment, thinking about it deeply. "In some ways," he admitted. "In other ways, not so much. To be honest, happiness isn't really a relative thing for me. I'm happy just because I get to work with Overwatch. I want to be a member of Overwatch, but that doesn't mean I'm not happy until I do. If you're asking if I was unhappy before Hana, the answer would be 'no', but if you're asking if Hana does make me happy, then yes, she is one of the things that makes me happy."

"What about working with me?"

"Yeah. That makes me happy too. Mei, is something wrong? You're not feeling ill are you?" Before she could answer, he quickly pulled up a chair and sat her into it before rummaging through the med kit.

"Dan…"

"Sit," he instructed. "I'm going to take your temperature to see if you have a fever."

"Dan, you don't need to…"

Pulling out the thermometer, he turned, pointing it at her. "Mercy told me that you were my patient now and that I was to look after you," he explained. "I'm not going to fail the last assignment my mentor ever gave me."

"Dan, I'm not sick, I'm scared!" she suddenly blurted, causing him to pause.

"Scared?"

"Yes," she murmured. "I'm scared that Hana is going to hurt you. I'm scared that you're settling for something because you think something else is impossible, when it's really not impossible and...not even necessarily improbable, but…" her words began to ramble on as Dan looked at her stupified.

"Are you asking me to break up with Hana?"

"No!" she shouted a little too loudly, causing him to be taken aback. "No, I'm not asking you to break up with Hana. I'm not asking you to do anything. I just...I have to know that you're with Hana because you want to be and not because I rejected you."

"Oh my God," he whispered. "You want me to be interested in you." The guilty expression on Mei's face was enough to confirm his suspicions. "You're jealous because I'm interested in someone else and not you."

"Yes," she admitted under her breath. Inside she felt awful. She couldn't believe how she was being.

"How long?" he asked softly.

"What?"

"How long have you felt like this? Is this the reason you had a panic attack? Because suddenly I wasn't fawning over you anymore like some puppy on a leash?!" He was beginning to become angry, and Mei knew he had every right to be. "I can't believe you. After all that talk this morning about how you want what's best for me and now…" He took deep breaths, contemplating even leaving the lab then and there.

"I'm sorry," she tried.

"Sorry isn't good enough! How could you treat me like this? You rejected me, remember? You were the one who told me to move on and that you'd never have feelings for me the same way I did for you. Why do you care? Is it because you know that I'd do whatever you asked of me?"

"No."

"Do you want to use me? Manipulate me into getting what you want?"

"No, of course not! I would never do that to you, Dan!"

"Then why do you care if I'm in love with you or not?!" He demanded. "What difference does it make to you if I'm happy with Hana?"

"I don't know," she muttered.

"What?"

"I don't know! Okay?! I don't know why it matters. I don't know why. I just know that it does."

"..."

"You know, what? Just forget it. Forget I said anything, okay? You don't deserve to be treated like this."

"How can you ask me to just forget it?"

"I don't know what you want, Dan! What do you want? Do you want me to just pretend nothing happened between us and that I didn't wrongfully distance myself for you for two weeks? Do you want me to interfere in your love life without asking? Do you want me to just keep my mouth shut and watch you get hurt, if you get hurt, because it's not my business? What do you want from me?"

Dan froze. He tried to move his lips to speak, but every time he did, his mind would silence him and he'd simply close his mouth again. He didn't have an answer. He didn't know what he wanted.

"Dan?"

Grabbing a chair, he sat down, his eyes staring blankly ahead as he wracked his brain looking for the answers that just weren't coming to him. He was happy with Hana, and he wanted to be seen as an adult, but in order to be an adult he had to make his own choices. But Mei was his friend, and friends watch out for each other. If she could see him heading for disaster, he wanted to know that, too. Was Mei trying to tell him something by asking this or was he reading too far into it?

"Dan!"

He snapped out of his trance to see Mei looking at him, a look of hurt and confusion in her face. "I'm sorry, I didn't…"

"What do you want from me, Dan?"

"I don't think I want anything." When Mei looked crestfallen, he quickly recanted his statement. "I mean, I don't want you to just ignore me again, and I don't want to stop being your assistant. I just...I don't understand why you're asking me that question."

"Because I want you to be happy?"

"But what about you?" he asked. "What would make you happy? Do you want me to still be in love with you? You already know that I still am. Are you asking me to break up with Hana?"

"No."

"Then are you asking me to stay with Hana and forget about you?"

"No, I'm not."

"Then what are you asking me to do?"

"I'm asking you to tell me what to do."

"Why are you asking me what you should do?"

"Because what I do will affect you!"

"But what I ask you to do will affect you, too!"

Both of them collapsed into their chairs with a sigh. "When did things become so complicated?" she asked, staring up at the ceiling.

"Probably the day I pulled a beautiful woman out of cryostasis. That was kind of a turning point."

Mei turned her head slightly to regard her assistant who too was leaned back staring up at the ceiling tiles above them. "Maybe we're just too nice for our own good," she commented. "I care more about making you happy then I care about myself."

"And I feel the same way about you," Dan agreed. "If me dating Hana upsets you…" he paused. "I don't want to break up with Hana," he finally stated. "What would make me happy is being in love with both of you and being with you both."

"That's not going to happen," Mei replied.

"I know. I'm wanting my cake and eating it too."

Mei leaned up, looking at the dry erase board. A smile crept to her face. "Let's get scientific about it then, shall we?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Cost-Benefit analysis."

"Really?"

"Okay, so what would be the cost and benefit of staying with Hana?"

"I'd have to ignore my feelings for you. I'd also have to continue convincing Hana you're not jealous of my affection towards her, though I guess that's been thrown out the window."

"Anything else?"

He thought about it for a moment. "Yeah. If I stay with Hana, it means I can never have the chance to be with you."

Mei looked at him confused. "What do you mean?"

"If I pick Hana, that means that I didn't pick you. I put more value on her than I did on you, and if things were to end, I could never take that decision back. It's be like seeing you as settling for second best, and I don't see you that way. I see you as equal."

Suddenly, the door opened as Tracer entered before looking at the two of them. "Whoa," she murmured. "What happened to you two? You both look like you've just learned you've only got two days to live."

"We're doing a cost-benefit analysis of my love life," Dan explained. "Should I stay with Hana or break up with her to risk dating Mei."

Tracer frowned, putting her hands on her hips. "Mei, this is not what I meant…"

"I know," she sighed. "But I couldn't just do nothing. The uncertainty is tearing me up inside. Poor Dan is being torn between Hana and I."

"And Mei doesn't know if she wants me to go after her or stay with Hana."

"What do you think, Tracer?" Mei asked, causing the pilot to hold up her hands defensively.

"Ooh, good idea. An arbiter. What do you think, Tracer?"

"I think you've both gone completely mental," she lectured. "Seriously, why are you both treating this like it's some sort of game or experiment. I understand, feelings are complicated, but even still you have to try to find a middle ground somewhere. Anyway, Dan there was something I wanted to show you. That's why I'm here."

"Me? What is it?"

"Athena, bring the images on screen please," Tracer called. Soon news articles began to flash before him, each one of Hana with a different guy. She always seemed to be giving a cute smile and clinging on to their arm, and a pit began to develop in him stomach.

"Tracer...what is all this?"

Pointing to the first one, she explained, "This is Peter Wakimoto, the manager of the gaming team that Hana was a member of. She managed to gain her invitation to the team a week after the too began dating. Here," she moved her finger, "is her with Jihoon Lee, boy genius and inventor of the MEKA prototype. Days after the the two began seeing one another, she was given her rank in the Korean army." Dan's entire body began to tremble.

"God, please no…" he muttered.

"Tracer stop!" Mei shouted.

"Hyeonwoo Park, son of one of Korea's highest ranking military officers. She soon gets a promotion."

"Tracer!" Mei snapped, causing the pilot to pause to look at her. "That's enough. Why are you doing this to him?"

She let out a huff. "This," she said, tapping the screen, "this is the real Hana Song. Soldier, gamer, genius, yes, she's all of those, but she is manipulating you Dan to cement her position in Overwatch. She is using you, understand?"

"Tracer, you don't have proof of that," Mei argued. "You can't just accuse her of…"

"There's one way to find out," Dan growled, heading towards the door.

"Dan, no!" Mei protested, stepping in front of him to block the door with her body. "I won't let you do this to yourself. You told me you were happy with her, that she made you happy!"

"That was before I knew she was just using me."

"Please," she begged, "think before you do anything rash. You don't know that she's using you, Dan. She may genuinely have feelings for you and if you accuse her of this, you're only going to break her heart. Do you understand? You talked about risking yourself for me, well right now, you're about to risk it all with Hana, and for what?"

"Mei, please get out of the way," he said calmly. "I'm just going to talk to her. You said I deserve to be happy, but how can I be happy if she's been lying to me from the start. Today, she told me she loved me...and if that's a lie, then I'm not going to waste time debating anymore." Mei finally stepped aside, her head hung low as Dan stormed out.

As the door slid closed behind him she frowned. "Tracer, what were you thinking?"

"I was thinking that as Dan's friends, it was our responsibility to tell him the truth. If you think he's hurt now, imagine if this had gone on for another month and then she told him she'd just used him to get into Overwatch."

"Even still," Mei protested, "he didn't deserve to find out like this."

As Dan reentered the barracks, Hana sat up on the bed with a smile before she noticed his expression. "What's wrong?" she asked.

"Peter Wakimoto, Jihoon Lee, Hyeonwoo Park…"

"What?"

"Those three are guys that you dated before gaining access to whatever they were working on. You dated Peter, you ended up on his gaming team. You dated Jihoon, you ended up piloting MEKA. You dated Hyeonwoo, then you became the leader. Don't deny it, I know it's true. I just have to know, are you doing the same thing to me?"

"Dan, I…"

"Don't lie to me. Yes or no. Are you using me to get into Overwatch?"

Her eyes fell to her feet, and Dan didn't even need to get an answer. "Dan, please let me explain, I…"

"Explain what? You found out that I was some vulnerable guy who had just had his heart broken, so you decided I'd make an easy way in? I mean Christ, Hana, we fucked! You took my virginity and you did all that just to get into Overwatch?"

"No, it's not like that!"

"Then what is it like, because from where I'm standing it seems like you used me, Hana. You manipulated me into falling in love with you so that you could reap the benefits and justify it by telling yourself that you were so great that you were the best I could ever hope to get."

"Yes, and I'm sorry but…"

"Sorry?" he scoffed. "My friend almost died because of you, Hana. My mentor left, because you did this to me!" Turning on his heel, he was ready to leave her behind. "Well, jokes on you. I don't get a say in whether or not you become a member of Overwatch."

"Damn it Dan, listen to me," she begged, grabbing hold of his arm and attempting to hold him back. However, the much stronger Dan simply began to drag her behind him. Just as his arm slipped from her grip, she pounced on him, catching him by surprise and taking him to the hard tile with a thud.

"Ow," he hissed, the back of his head stinging from the fall. "What the hell is your problem?!"

"You wouldn't listen to me," she argued. "Yes, I used you. It started out that way, but things changed! I stopped seeing you as my ticket to Overwatch when you showed me how much you really cared about me. Dan, I wasn't lying when I said I love you."

"I don't believe you," he retorted. "Now get off of me."

"No," she shouted. "I won't let you do this to me! I won't let you just ditch me!"

"Oh cry me a damned river! Poor Hana. The pretty, successful, super genius can't stand to have someone walk out on her for once instead of the other way around?!"

"Shut up!" she screamed. "You don't know a damned thing about me. You think you can just come in here and talk shit but…" her words were cut off by the feeling of cold metal on her navel and the click of a hammer being pulled back.

"Get. Off." he hissed.

Slowly, Hana rose to her feet, tears forming in her eyes. "Dan, please don't hate me," she begged. "I really do love you. Please you have to believe me. I don't care about Overwatch, I care about you! If you don't believe me, then come with me. We can get out of here and go back to Korea, and I'll prove to you that I mean it."

His features softened as he uncocked his pistol, slipping it back into its holster. He couldn't believe he'd threatened her that way, but he was so angry, so hurt...he was astounded by just how far she had pushed him. "I loved you, too," he whispered. "I really did. But I'm no one's puppet. Don't get me wrong Hana, I felt a deep connection with you, and I mean that from the bottom of my heart. But you blew your chance with me the moment you decided that I was anything less than your equal."

She sank to her knees, tears falling from her eyes to stain the ground beneath her. Dan's heart was breaking as he watched her pain, and he knew that somewhere, she hadn't been lying when she said she cared about him. "Is this it then?" she sobbed. "Are you leaving me?"

"I'm not your boyfriend anymore, Hana. Now I'm just an assistant for the organization you want to join. If you want to, you may be able to work your way up to friend, again, but like I said...you had your chance with me. Oh, and don't worry. Like I said, I don't have an influence on whether or not they hire you to Overwatch."

Just like that, Dan left her crying on the ground of the barracks, walking back to the lab. As the door slid open, Tracer watched him curiously. "Dan?" Mei asked cautiously as he approached her.

Without a second of hesitation, Dan wrapped his arms around Mei's waist and pressed his lips against hers. Her eyes widened from the surprising sensation of his mouth on hers, and after a moment, she began to press back against him, parting her lips to suck softly on his. Tracer had been right, she did want this.

When he lifted her in his arms and lay her on the lab table, her tongue danced with his, her fingers running through his shaggy hair to pull him closer to her. "Erm, right...I should...go," Tracer stammered awkwardly, slowly backing out of the room.

As the door shut behind her, Dan pushed her further back onto the table, sending the tools scattering across the ground. Her legs bent upwards, wrapping around his waist as they passionately continued to make out. His hand rested on her cheek, the other running along her exposed arm.

When they parted, Mei sat up, pulling his shirt off from over his head, her eyes not leaving his glistening ones for even a moment. She lifted her arms to allow Dan to return the favor and strip her of the navy blue tank top she was wearing. "Athena, disable security cameras, and lock the lab's doors," he panted, tossing her shirt across the room.

"D-dan?" Athena questioned in shock.

"Do it," Mei ordered, causing the cameras around them to beep to signal they had been turned off.

Dan kissed her lips again, trailing down her chin to suck on her throat as his hand caressed her large breast. She gave a soft mewl as she slipped off her bra, tossing it forgotten with the rest of their clothing before pulling his head to her nipple.

He instinctively began to run his hot rough tongue against the sensitive flesh before taking it between his lips to suck on it, eliciting a grateful moan from his boss. She held him there, her eyes closed and her mouth open as she panted.

Unable to help herself, her hand slid along her body and into her yoga pants to stroke herself. Already she was drenched between her legs and when she ran her fingertips over her clit, her back arched, pressing her tit further into Dan's eager maw.

Had she really wanted this so badly? If so, why had it taken her so long to realize it? Together the two managed to wriggle out of the rest of their clothes, before Dan released her nipple. Their eyes met briefly before he began to kiss down her body again until his lips pressed against her mound.

Slipping his tongue between her velvety folds, it would wriggle and writhe inside of her, sending the most wonderful sensations straight to her mind until all she could comprehend was bliss. "Oh God, Dan! Yes!" she moaned loudly pulling him tightly in an attempt to push his tongue deeper into herself.

Her body tensed up again, this time a pool of cum gushing from her in a torrent onto the table and into Dan's waiting mouth. As he lapped up her cum from her pussy, she couldn't believe what was happening.

She gently tugged his hair, pulling him up her body and kissing him deeply. The taste of herself was still fresh on his tongue as he pressed his thick tip against her entrance. Her body flopped down, legs spread widely to make room for him as he pressed himself inside of her at an agonizingly slow rate.

"F-faster," she begged grinding her hips against his as he continued to thrust deep into her. As she requested, his hands gripped her hips as he began to pound her faster and faster with his hard member. "Y-yes! God, y-yes!"

Dan couldn't believe he was doing this. It was as if a dream had come true. Her walls were soft and warm, tightening around him as he pulled out as if pleading for his cock to stay buried inside of her, only to loosen as he thrust back in, to welcome him back inside.

Her walls caressed his cock in ways that Hana's never had. As his hands slid down from her hips to her thighs, he placed two fingers on her clit, rolling it and teasing it as her eyes fluttered closed, their moans combining together in the air.

Finally with one loud squeal, she clamped down tightly on his waist, cumming hard all over his cock. The maddening tightness reached him too, and pulling from her, he came as well, sending ivory ribbons of spunk onto her toned stomach to pool on her belly button, before he collapsed on top of her, the two of them panting in exhaustion.

"Oh my God," she gasped, her disheveled brown hair plastered to her face with sweat. "That was incredible."

"Agreed," Dan groaned, before placing his lips against hers and snuggling into her embrace.

Mei's fingers once more found themselves running along her stomach, feeling the icy sensation of the cum beginning to dry on her skin. "Dan?"

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry, about Hana. I know that you really liked her," she whispered to him.

He sighed, detangling himself from her to sit with his legs dangling off the side of the workbench. "I think, somewhere inside I knew this was the case," he finally sniffed, still struggling to hold back the angry tears that were there. "I mean, what would a girl like that ever see in a guy like me?"

"Don't say that," Mei lectured, sitting up beside him. Her hand sought out his, her fingers weaving between his own as they sat there together. "You're really not as bad as you think you are."

For a moment he said nothing before letting out another sigh. "Mei, I'm really sorry about all this. This isn't how I intended anything to go between us. I was hurt and angry and...I wanted to show you that I didn't just have feelings for you, but that I was confident enough to show it. Then, things just kind of...got out of hand."

"I'll say," she giggled. "It's okay, Dan. It's not like I didn't go along with you every step of the way."

"Why did you?" he asked finally. "You said you'd never have feelings for me."

Readjusting her glass with her free hand, Mei tried to think of how best to explain. She was struggling to understand why, herself. It was very out of character for her to have gone along with it, but she did anyway. "I don't know," she admitted. "What I do know is, never is an awfully long time, you know? We've already discussed how my rejection was a bit of a knee-jerk reaction."

"Okay…?"

"What I'm trying to say is, don't give up on me just yet. Keep doing what you're doing and I may just come around. You'll just have to see." Leaning closer, she placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, causing a light pink to flush through his face. "Tell you what, let's pretend all of this didn't happen, okay? That way, if it does happen again, you can do it right. As amazing as this was, I can only imagine how wonderful it would be if you put your mind to it."

"You're too good to me," he replied, giving her a weak smile. "Besides it wasn't that great was it? I mean, it was only my second time."

"Really? I wouldn't have guessed that. I guess you're a natural." It was then that what he said clicked in her head. "Oh, Dan...she didn't."

"Afraid so," he replied. "Look, it was my fault too, you know? I'm the one who fell for it, but I knew it was dumb even when it started. If I find a woman who actually loves me, I know she's not just going to fall into my lap. I've known that for a while, but I don't know...maybe I just felt like I deserved a win for once."

"Does this count?" she asked, taking his chin and turning it towards her so she could place a kiss on his lips. After a few moments, she pulled away with a smile.

"Yes," he answered hoarsely before clearing his throat. "Seriously, I still can't believe it happened. It feels too good to be true."

"Well, there's no going back now," she teased, nuzzling her head against his. "Don't worry Dan, I'm sure tomorrow everything will feel like it's back to normal. The people here love you Dan, and we would never allow…"

"I want you to let her into Overwatch," he interrupted, causing Mei to sit up in surprise.

"What?"

"You were about to say you'd never let someone who hurt me into Overwatch, right? I want you to let her in."

"Dan…"

"She's a lot of things, Mei. She manipulated me and used me, but I did complete my mission before I came back from Korea, even before that point. I watched her fight off Talon beside me, and she's not someone I'll just let Overwatch pass on because of my feelings."

"Just when I thought you couldn't surprise me more," she finally giggled. "Okay. Tomorrow you should hand in your report to Tracer, and she'll get everything settled in. Would you like to stay the night here? One-time offer...for now."

"Yes, but...I'd like to talk to her first. I want to apologize to her."

"Apologize? For what?"

He blushed even more. "Well...she tried to pin me down, and in the heat of the moment, I may have drawn my gun on her," he admitted sheepishly. Mei's eyes widened to the size of saucers. "I know, unbelievable right?"

"I'll say. Fine, you can go talk to her, I guess. But if I see Athena deactivating security cameras in the barracks I swear I will throttle you," she teased.

"Not likely," Dan laughed. "And Mei, I'll clean up this mess tomorrow, okay? When I come back in later, I'll try not to wake you up."

"Oh, I'll be awake. I'm not going to let you get out of cuddle time that easily, Dan. Just for tonight though. Tomorrow, things go back to normal, right?"

"Right," he agreed. Standing up, he began to put his clothes back on. A few times, he had to stop to support himself against the table. He hadn't noticed it at first, but his legs were still trembling from the excitement of it all. "Well, I'll be back, okay?"

"Okay."

Smoothing his clothes out, Dan went and knocked on the barracks door, but there was no response. "Hana?" he called, but again there was silence. Immediately, thousands of macabre scenarios played out in his head, and he quickly burst in to find the room completely empty. "Hana?"

There was no response. Walking to the bed, he picked up a piece of paper that had lay there and scanned its contents. His eyes widened as he quickly turned and began running down the path towards the city. He had to get there quickly.

In the airport terminal, Hana held her briefcase in her hands, fully packed and waiting for her plane to begin boarding. "Whoa!" someone suddenly said. "I know you. You're D. Va. What are you doing here?! This is amazing! No one's going to believe this."

"Oh, hi," she smiled trying to appear cheerful in front of the fan. "Yeah, sorry. I'm just waiting for my plane back to Korea. I had to drop off my friend here."

"I see. This is so cool to be able to meet you in person. I heard you got a new boyfriend recently, so congratulations. What's he like?"

"Hana!" Dan called, running into the terminal, panting and wheezing. "Hana, stop!" he cried again causing her to look to him in shock.

"He's certainly something," she chuckled to herself. "Would you mind too terribly if I spoke with him?"

"Oh, of course. Sorry."

"No worries. If you want, I'll sign something for you really quick."

"Oh! Thanks a bunch. Umm...here!" The boy opened his backpack and passed her his mouse pad. Pulling the marker she always carried on her, she popped open the cap before signing 'Love, D. Va.' in long flowing script, before passing it back to him. "Wow, thank you so much. My friends will never believe this."

As he left, she waved politely before turning back to Dan, her hands clutching her suitcase tightly. "Hey Dan, sorry. I was just signing something for a fan. What are you doing here? Come to make sure I leave?"

"Of course not," he argued. "I'm here to bring you back."

"Bring me back? Then you've forgiven me?"

"Hell no," he snapped, causing her to flinch.

"I'm really confused."

He took deep breaths trying to regain his stamina. "Listen, Hana...I'm still really mad about the fact that you used me. You tried to manipulate me into getting you into Overwatch, and believe me, I actually fell for you. Hard. You broke my heart."

"I know, and I'm so sorry, Dan. I'd do anything to…"

"Not finished," he interrupted. "I still don't believe that you love me, or that you ever did...but I also know that you're not a malicious person. When we were together, I had fun. You helped a lot to open me up, and thanks to you I'm much more confident than I was before. I went to the barracks to apologize to you for drawing my gun. Completely over the top, I'm sorry. It was a heat of the passion thing, and I swear to you it will never happen again."

"Again?"

"I'm not going to let you leave here." he stated. Looking around, he leaned closer to her before whispering into her ear, "Overwatch needs you. I already talked to the others and what happened isn't going to affect their answer. I'm handing my report in tomorrow and believe me, it will be a positive one. Not because of how you treated me when we were together, but because I think you deserve a place there."

She stood there in silent awe for a moment, her tears beginning to well up again before she surged forth and hugged him tightly. "Thank you," she whispered in his ear. "Again, I'm really sorry, Dan. I meant it when I said I was starting to fall for you. People typically see me as disposable. I know what its like to be used. I think that's why I used you. Thank you for showing me that it's possible for someone to care whether or not I'm around."

He smiled, hugging her back as well before taking her suitcase from her hands. "Come on," he nodded towards the exit. "Let's go back to watchpoint. It's late and tomorrow morning you're going to need to have your official briefing." With a smile, she released her things for him to carry before following him out of the airport.

To be continued...