Reaper didn't return, but two armed agents did. They walked in, fully armoured, and stood by the door. They were wearing the usual red and black stormtrooper like mask. They held big black and grey pulse rifles, a gun you only knew off because of Overwatch. You had helped Gabe and Jack (Ouch) dig into talon and find what they were working on. You had discovered they had been working on a gun, like there weren't enough of those already.

"Get up, Lady, your being sent to interrogation," one said, pointing to the door with his gun. Confused, you replied

"Interrogation? What kind of information would you need from me?" you sat up, swinging your legs off the bed. You flinched at the twang of pain in your chest, but it was wearing off. One of the guards tilted his head to the side, staring at his gun. He turned it over,

"Don't make this difficult." You smiled at him innocently,

"Wouldn't dream of it, sir." you got up and walked to the door. They let you pass but immediately joined your side and guided you down the hall. They rubbed right up against you, making sure you were at arm's distance. The hallway was lit brightly, but the atmosphere didn't seem to get the memo. The large hallway was empty, you and the guards being the only breathing things in the room. There were door every 5 meters, but every other door was closed. Anything open was a small dark room who's main source of light was the hallway. There was a chair in the tiny rooms, and one big mirror. The wall behind the chair had a large number painted on. You pieced together that that was a one way window, the closed doors must have been the other side of the window and that the tiny room you kept seeing was an interrogation room. They were leading you to another little prison for god knows how long. Your heart thumped in anticipation.

Reaper strode round the corner and turned into one of the interrogation rooms. He moved fast and his feet hit the floor hard, aggressively even. Your interest peaked when a tall slender lady dressed in purple followed him into the room. She had one long high ponytail. How do you even manage all that hair? You commented. Her walk was confident and elegant, and a hell of a lot lighter than Reaper's. Almost like a ballerina. You flashed through a series of emotions when the guards took you into the same small room as Reaper and the woman. Like the rest, it was dim and you couldn't see much. It didn't help that your eyes were still adjusting to the dark room. They sat you down, and you let them strap you down. You were too afraid to protest the straps; They had guns, you had chest pain. Seeing the lady close up she had a long slender figure, and a lot of leg. You could tell she was beautiful from her outline. Butterflies flapped around in your stomach when the guard left and closed the door. With the only light gone, everything was black except two red dots, glowing through the dark. You stared at them, they looked like eyes some little kid would imagine in the dark when they were scared. A light above you slowly lit up, only barely. The red dots faded into Reapers face, who was staring at you too. You gaze jerked away and towards the woman. She was walking closer to you. Your breathe picked up. She was getting closer, her face slowly coming into the light. You bit your lip in anxiety, she was smirking at you. Your eyes widened at the sight of her blue skin. She looked like a corpse. Like someone who had drowned. Like someone who choked. But she was breathing. Smirking at you, Amber eyes looking into yours. She chuckled, amused by your reaction you assumed. Your eyebrows dropped, trying to recognize where you had seen her face before.

"Est-ce que tu me reconnais, mon ami?" French? You studied her more. Reaper crossed his arms almost impatiently. She had a long, oval face and plump lips. Her nose was long and Slim, her eyebrows shaped perfectly. Static built up quickly in you.

"Amelie?" you murmured under your breath. She bent down, face close to yours. She placed a hand under your chin and whispered bittersweetly,

"Oh, chéri, she died long ago," her lips curled upwards, her grip on your face tightening Eventually she was just clawing your face with her nails. You struggled a bit, whimpering slightly. She threw your face back and let go. You were trembling. Amelie Lacroix. She's…. You felt more tears at your eyes and blinked them away. She scoffed. Amelie stepped back slightly, and turned to Reaper who changed his gaze from your face to hers. He shifted when Amelie talked,

"You must forgive me, Reaper." he grumbled and turned his face back to you. You replied with your own eyes. He must have saw your tears because he quickly turned his face away again. Amelie. You fought for air and looked deep into Amelie's eyes, who was now facing you again.

"What did they do to you, Amelie?"

She sat down lightly on your lap. You flinched at her touch on your cheek. She was being tender. Half lidded eyes she sung softly,

"What did I tell you?" her hand came off your face, but you were stuck in her eyes. Humming returning again adding more chaos to the confusion in your mind. Amelie is here. You were breathing hard again, tears still spilling out of your eyes. She gave you a pitiful face. With Talon?

"Ame-" she struck you across the face, hard. The skin searing and heating up quickly. Reaper huffed, his eyes still strained on you. Amelie leaned into you, placing her hand on your shoulders softly. Her lips were next to your ears.

"Amelie is dead." she whispered. The sqreaching cut through your mind, like nails across a chalkboard. She pulled back and smiled coldly. After a moment's silence she turned to Reaper and nodded. He turned his gaze back to you, lingering slightly. He left, probably to go stand behind the window. You had learnt the basics of interrogation before, Gabriel had taught were dragged back to the confusion of Amelie with her rubbing where she hit you.

"Call me Widowmaker," You couldn't see over the tears in your eyes, you couldn't think over the digging of the static, you couldn't feel anything over the despair of seeing the remnants of a friend.

You licked your lips, you were grinning like a child knowing they were doing something naughty. By his voice, he was too.

"What would you want to do, Reyes?" you asked smugly, your core was on fire. You shifted and crossed you legs ignoring the temptation to touch there.

"Maybe we could do some fun things in my office? Maybe even on my desk?" he suggested in a husky voice. You shivered at the deep vibrations his voice gave you. You shifted your ear piece.

"Like what, commander?" you purred. He chuckled darkly. You bit your bottom lip, rubbing your thighs together. You jumped at the sound of people joining the call. You panicked, and we're about to tell Gabe.

"The way you say that's pretty hot, agent." Your face exploded into red and you slapped a hand to your face. You heard Jesse burst out in cries of laughter, almost scream-laughing. Genji just scoffed, a little embarrassed to bump into you and Gabe's intimate time. You thought about the situation you just dug yourself into and started laughing too.

"WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING?!" Gabriel shouted into the call, obviously also embarrassed.

"Who would have thought! The Commanders kinky for titles, Genji!" Jesse was probably doubling over from how loud his laughter was.

"Jesse!" you shouted, knowing Mccree was digging himself a grave.

You blinked to Widowmaker studying you closely. You had sunk back into your own world, and she had seen that. She stared at you with curiosity, and maybe some familiarity. With the colour of her skin you weren't sure what they had done to her. Maybe she had turned to her memories before too. When she saw you had returned from your escapism she continued without a comment,

"I need you to tell me where Gabriel Reyes is," she whispered. Eyes with building fire she held your face again. You inhaled sharply at his name.

"What do you mean?" you breathed. She looked at the window for a second. You turned to it too. There must be someone there. It didn't matter, they weren't helping you. Her hand cracked across your face again, her face neutral, but her eyes in a frenzy. She got off you, and loomed high above you.

"That's not an answer," she told you, quiet but stern.

"W-what?" With a grunt she kicked your stomach. Winded, you dropped your head.

"What happened to Gabriel Reyes?" the pain in your stomach was making you dizzy, you face burning too. You stared at the ground. What did happen?

You relished in the feeling of him coming down from his high. He shuddered one last time time before pulling out. He stood still for a second, your legs still wrapped around his waist, recovering. You just admired his body. Gabe handed you a wet towel. You smiled at him, and he did the same to you. You hopped off his desk and gathered your clothes back up. He pulled on his trousers and zipped them up. You both had to get respectable quick, you couldn't risk someone like Jesse walking in. You were halfway through buttoning up your shirt when his hands snaked themselves around you. He rested his chin on top of yours and rocked lightly. You sighed happily.

"We should do that again sometime." you murmured quietly, placing a hand over his. He hummed an agreement.

"Maybe even tomorrow?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Why don't we just make it daily?" Gabe squeezed you. You flipped in his arms and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down a little so you could actually reach.

"Though that sounds amazing, but I don't think I can physically handle that," he gave a cocky smile, " I'll visit you every day though!" you gave his nose a short peck and broke the hug to put some trousers on.

What happened to Gabriel Reyes?

Widowmaker was level to you again. Knelt down, examining every part of you face closely. Her lips were in a thin line, but it was obvious her mind was racing. You did it too, you had seen it in the mirror, in windows reflections, in the black of your phone screen.

She got up again. Staring down at you. She reeled her hand back and punched you. Not hard, but hard enough to leave a dark bruise.

"I'm getting impatient. I won't give you forever." she circled slowly round to the pack of you. Her elegant walk making her look like a queen pitying the peasants. Her face close to your ear she told you,

"If you need hints, I would tell you to remember what our recruiter told you. But I can tell your on the right track, mon ami" What were they trying to make you say? You asked, but you already knew the answer. You head was spinning, the pain just sending you further into your cluttered mind. Widow took a handful of your hair and yanked your head pack. You winced and shouted in pain.

What happened to Gabriel Reyes? Your mind was screaming. Widow was looking into your eyes. She didn't ask again, she must have known you were already thinking it. She tilted her head from side to side, looking deep into your eyes. Amelie, what did they do to you? Her eyes glowed and intimidating amber, they used to be a soft brown that everyone could melt into. Now they were cages. It made you uncomfortable, not wanting her to see the pieces your mind was in.

What happened to Gabriel Reyes? You felt your eyes mist over again and Widowmaker just chuckled.

You almost skipped down the hall, briskly making your way to Gabe's office. Your heart jumped when you reached the door. You shifted your skirt and made sure your hair was fine. You didn't know how you still got so excited about seeing him, you had been dating for years now, but you took it as a sign of a healthy relationship. You raised your hand to knock but stopped abruptly at the sound of Commander Morrison's voice.

"You get in, you get him out. It doesn't matter what he did to Gerard, you cannot hurt him." You heard Jack saying angrily.

"What do you mean it doesn't matter what he did to Gerard?! He's in a fucking coma, Jack!" Gabriel basically screamed. Gerard and Gabriel were close, you were close to Amelie. When Gerard was injured, Gabriel took it very badly. You had tried to comfort him, but it didn't help that you were taking it hard too.

"He is a very powerful businessman, Reyes, you can't just kill him! Do you know what that will cause?" Commander Morrison returned.

"Then what makes us able to just lock him up!" Commander Morrison just scoffed.

"I'm the Commander here, Reyes, you listen to my orders," you jumped and tried to stagger away from the door at the sound of nearing footsteps. But the door opened before you could and Jack looked a little startled by your presence. He composed himself quickly, he was good at that. He gave a quick nod and a 'agent' and slipped past you. You walked into the room with Gabriel staring at the floor. You wrapped your arms around him and he leaned into you. You tried to get him to talk, but he seemed to have closed himself in you his mind. You resorted to just giving him something to squeeze when he needed to.

You knew the answer, but your throat didn't want to spit out the answer. Amelie stood in front of you again, examining a new tattoo on her arm. Her face showed no emotion, she just appeared to be looking at it for the sake of using her eyes. She looked up at you, tilting her head unexpectedly. You started breathing heavy again, feeling nautious and out of it. She gave you a moment, and when you didn't respond, she slapped you. You were going to cry again.

"What happened to Gabriel Reyes?!" She shouted angrily at you. You didn't reply again, you didn't want to say his name. She elbowed your face, grabbing your hair to make you look at her.

"What happened to Gabriel Reyes" It echoed in your mind when she said it. Your vision slipped, and before you knew it you were huddled inside yourself, looking through images. You and Gabe hugging. Gabe holding you shoulder desperately. Jack Morrison tutting at your kiss. Jack Morrisons Betrayal video. Jack Morrison's Grave stone. Gabriel's gravestone.

Widowmaker slapped you again, the pain didn' much, your were drowning in static. Widow got close to your face again, Her eyes burning into your mind.

"What happened to Gabriel Reyes?" She seethed. Your pulse racing with your thought, you gave up trying to fight the static and repeated what the static screamed to you.

"Jack Morrison," Widow pulled your hair a little more and smiled wickedly. "Jack Morrison killed Gabe!" You shouted, clamping your eyes to try and wash away the picture of Gabe clutching your shoulders. You were so close to throwing up.

"And where is Gabriel Reyes?" Widowmaker yelled at you. You cracked, and the flood gates in your eyes broke open.

"Dead." you whimpered. Widow slapped you again. Your mind was burning down. It felt like your heart was trying to self destruct. She was still grinning at you. You were glad you had tears to blur her dead face.

"LOUDER!"

"Dead! DEAD! DEAD! DEAD! DEAD!" you panted, and widow released your hair. You sat there, crying and trembling. You knitted your brows together and closed your eyes again. You had already made the decision, but now you were sure. It doesn't matter what happened to Amelie. It didn't matter if you had to work with murderers. It didn't matter what Talon did.

I'm here for retribution.

I'm here for Jack.

She stepped back and crossed her arms behind her back.

"That's all I needed to hear, cheri."