Angela slowly awoke from her slumber to the feeling of an arm wrapped around her midriff and a set of cool metal legs intertwined with her fleshy ones. She twisted slightly only to see her lover's face on the pillow behind her, rhythmically breathing in his sleep. The events of the day before flashed into her still groggy mind as she rubbed her eyes and checked the time. She was happy to see she still had an hour before she normally got up and she rolled over to hold the American she loved in her arms.
She layed there for a long while, just listening to him breath, while she teased his long hair with her fingers. Before much longer she heard her alarm go off to which she groaned in annoyance before shutting it off. With a sigh she sat up, kissed her lover on the forehead, and got herself ready for work.
...
She sat at her desk filling out paperwork most of the morning until John finally awoke again. "Good morning sweetheart." she said sweetly as the Sniper groggily got out of bed and slowly trudged to the bathroom while groaning and rubbing his eyes. She could hear him washing his face before he came back out and began looking around. "You're clothes are in the dresser on that wall." she said while pointing.
"Thanks Angel." he yawned as he walked over and opened drawers. He put on a pair of denim jeans, a white t-shirt, and a red flannel long sleeve shirt that he only buttoned up halfway before he tucked it in. He then put on a belt with his ammo pouch, and then his holster on his right leg, before spinning his new pistol in his hand before sliding it in.
"That pistol... wasn't that destroyed in the explosion?" she asked looking up from her work.
"Nope, had it sitting on my workbench under a bunch of parts when I got blown up... for the second damn time now..." he explained before muttering the last bit. "Really hoping that isn't going to be a trend with me..." he said as he walked over to the beautiful woman he loved. "Have you eaten yet?" he asked before placing a kiss on her lips.
"Yes, but if you could, could you bring me back a bagle please?" she asked after sighing happily.
"No problem. Be right back." he replied as he opened the door and walked towards the cafeteria.
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John entered the cafeteria a short while later ,walked over to the food station, and grabbed a couple trays. on one he piled on eggs, some sausage links, and some toast with a couple butter packets. On the other he grabbed a bagle, split it in half, slathered it up with some cream cheese, and began walking back to Angela's room.
"El Diablo?" came a Hispanic voice from behind him. "But you died?"
John turned around to see Illari looking at him in surprise. "Hell doesn't like the taste of me." he said with a laugh as he continued walking. He returned to Angela's room and placed the trays on her desk, hers next to her and his off to the side. "Saw Illari in the hallway." he said as he pulled a chair over to the desk.
"She is tentatively working with Overwatch." Angela explained. "Her solar healing tech is quite ingenious. I've been studying the effects of it when I have the time." she said before taking a bite from her bagel. "Do you have any plans for today?"
"Well I was gonna go hunt down whoever stole my shuttle." he laughed. "Why? Had something in mind?" he asked before taking a bite out of a sausage link.
"Not particularly, but..." she said before the pair heard the rumble of an explosion from somewhere on the base.
"God damn it!" John swore as he tossed his fork onto the plate, drew his pistol, racked a round and opened the door to look down either direction of the hallway.
Angela quickly opened up a hidden closet and pulled out her Valkyrie suit and put it on.
"Stay behind me, Angel." John said as he saw her ready her staff behind him. He proceeded to run down the hallway and out of the building to see Calamity unfolding around them. Nullsec drones were everywhere, though most looked strange, as if warped and twisted. John began firing into the drones as quickly as he could, taking down quite a few easily with his new pistol. "Someone get me a status update!" he yelled into his coms as he reloaded quickly, though all he heard was static.
They continued fighting the forces around them, until they watched Reinhardt and Brigitte charge through a mass of drones, destroying them all.
"What the hell is going on, Gramps?!" John shouted as the crusader activated his shield for the lovers to hide behind.
"I have no idea!" he yelled back. "These drones just appeared as if out of thin air! And the coms are down for some reason!"
"Hopefully Sombra isn't pinned down and can get it working again..." John grumbled as he reloaded again.
"Way ahead of you, Loco." Sombra's voice rang out over coms.
"Thanks Violet!" John yelled over his firing.
"Sombra, do you know where these drones are thickest?" Brigitte asked as she bashed a drone that got too close.
"It looks like the holding cells have the most drones around them." came the reply.
"Fucking Moira!!" John swore again. "Gramps, we gotta get over there so she doesn't escape!
"Agreed!" the German acknowledged before dropping his shield and charging through a huge number of drones, the small group following closely behind...