Title: Against the rules

Chapter 10: Change of heart

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Tracer's POV

"I told you not to go near her, she's dangerous." Mercy growls, crossing her arms as I slowly move to the couch. I didn't have the energy to deal with this.

A blue top was on the floor from when Mercy pulled out Amélie's gun. You could tell by its shape that it was nearly folded before being put into the bag. I didn't know she was such a neat freak. Well she did clean my entire house while I was sleeping.

I pick up the misshapen top and feel the soft fabric on my fingertips. I wish she was here. So I could feel the top over her cool skin. I don't care what Mercy says, she's not dangerous.

She's sweet, caring. Everything you want in a girlfriend. She is flawed deeply but I know that those flaws only make her more of an interesting person. Yes a person, not a thing.

But why?

Why did she shoot Mercy? What got her so worked up to force her to pull the trigger? She wasn't in any physical danger. But the blank look on her face, the pain in her eyes. Something's up with her.

Why did she move away from me? Why did she reject my care for her? She looked terrified when I went to caress her shaking body. I wanted to help her.

Why did she whisper those things to herself? What was wrong with her? Why did she cry? Why did she become... cold?

I completely understand that what Mercy said was unacceptable and I won't allow it again but how was it such a catalyst to what happened? If- no when- she comes back, we'll sit down and have a long talk about things. I need to understand this.

I need to understand her.

"Are you even listening to me? You could've got hurt!" I hear Angela shout and I couldn't take it anymore.

I stand up abruptly dropping the top on the couch as I look up at the Swiss doctor. I furrowed my brows and squared myself up.

"She would not hurt me. I would trust her with my life without a doubt." I said lifting my chin up with confidence.

"How can you trust her so much after what she's done?" Mercy asks crossing her arms.

"Because she's a good person. Talon made her the way she is." I defend as she furrows her brow at me. She's getting suspicious of something.

"How far would you go to say she is a good person?" Mercy asks raising a brow.

"I would give her a chance to shoot me because I know she won't do it. I would trust her with everything I own even Eric, even my chronal accelerator." I say, trying to stand taller so I'm not so short next to the taller woman. Her face contorts into shock.

"You…? You love her don't you? What the fuck have you got yourself into Lena?" Mercy sighs sitting on the couch heavily slouching in defeat.

I couldn't reply. What did I get myself into? I could have just left it. But I didn't. Now I'm head over heels for her. And she's run off and I am just as confused as I was when I first saw her.

"You could have chosen any woman in the world and you fall for a Talon Assassin? Does she even care about you?" Mercy asks, looking up at me. I groan softly and sit next to her, picking up the shirt and rubbing it for comfort.

"I hope she cares about me." I say quietly as I look down at the blue material. Her actions today do suggest that she does indeed care but I'm not sure.

"Just… Be careful. I've buried too many friends. I can't lose you too. I just don't want you to turn out like Gérard." Mercy says, being delicate now her anger has burned away.

"She's different now. She told me that she feels things now and the way she acts around me is more… relaxed than what it was before on a mission. And when she had the chance, she didn't kill me." I explain, as I continue to stroke the soft material.

Before Angela could reply, her phone pings and the blond picks it up reading it. A light blush and a smile adorning her cheeks.

"Heyup, who's making you so happy?" I say with a cheeky smile. Achieving an even more red tinge to her cheeks. "Come on, who's the lucky geezer?" I say getting up on my knees to try to see the name.

She quickly pulls the phone out of my sight.

"W-why does it matter?" She stammers as she locks her phone putting it in her pocket.

"You know my secret lover! Why don't you tell me yours. I won't stop until you tell me." I threatened sitting back on my hind legs.

"Fine! It's Fareeha!" She yells covering her face in embarrassment.

"Aweeee you adorable little shit!" I squeel. Jumping up and down slightly. "Go see her! Go!" I yell pulling Mercy up from the couch as I jump up.

"What? Why?" She asks her face still red.

"If I know you Mercy, you haven't said yes yet because of work so get your sorry ass over to her and go have fun! Trust me when I tell you that life is too short. Go live." I urge her to the door.

"Fine, fine. You've got me. I'll go to her." She says rolling her eyes.

"Can you also think better of my new girlfriend? She's not as bad as you think when you sit down and talk to her." I pleaded as I opened the door, waving to a neighbour that was just arriving at their own apartment.

"I'll think about it. Widowmaker has caused me a fair amount of pain but I also trust your judgement. I love you Spatz." She says, giving me a small kiss on the forehead before leaving in a bit of a hurry obviously wanting to see Pharah.

I shut the door after she's gone and the silence hits me like a brick.

Amélie isn't here. And I'm all alone again.

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AN: I'm sorry this chapter is so short. But I couldn't avoid what needed to be said in this Chapter. Next chapter will be earlier and longer I promise you guys.

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I'm also going to write a chapter on translations and put it on the front of the Fanfiction so if you don't know it you can check it. So look out for that.