John landed his shuttle at Gibraltar and watched for a short while as crews worked to repair the damage leftover from the attack. He sighed and wondered when the multidimensional being would choose to reveal itself again.

"Whenever I deem it necessary." came the laughing voice from the back of his head.

"Fuck off." he grumbled as he grabbed some of his stuff and exited the ship for Angela's room.

...

He triggered the door to his lover's room to open and revealed darkness with no sign of her anywhere. He set the box down near a wall, walked out of her room and the building, and towards her office in the medical facility, imagining she had decided to work late again.

As he finally arrived he saw the light from her monitor through one of the windows shining in a dark room. He opened the door and walked over to see her leaned back in her chair fast asleep with a long since cold cup of nasty tasting and smelling coffee on her desk. He quickly saved her files on her computer then carefully wrapped an arm around her back and another under her legs as he hoisted her up and proceeded to carry her to bed.

When he arrived he carefully removed her labcoat, placed it on her hook for it, then removed the rest of her garments, replacing them with one of her nightgowns, trying his damnedest not to wake her. He tucked her in and placed a kiss on her lips before walking out to get something to eat...

...

John sat at a table in the cafeteria eating some rather unfortunate tasting food when Sombra walked up to him.

"Hey, Loco, I think we got our chance to free Sigma. Eh, you don't look so good."

"Took a trip home and haven't gone to bed yet. Not to mention this food tastes like shit." he complained as he pushed his almost cleaned tray away.

"So why did you eat it?" she asked, shaking her head.

"You never know when you're going to miss a meal or seven." he explained. "Better to have something in your stomach than nothing."

"I know how that is..." she muttered as she sat down across from him.

"Now what's the mission?"

"Well it looks like Reyes and Mauga are going to be bringing him from their base in Africa to their base in Germany, so if we can stop them mid trip we can rescue him and maybe capture those two as well."

John sat for a moment thinking. "You sure they don't know we're in their servers?" he asked as he rubbed his tired eyes. "Between screwing with their ambush of Ams and Saving Illari from them I wouldn't be surprised if they're feeding us false data now."

"True, but it's worth a shot anyway, Loco." she reassured. "Sigma's been stuck with them for too long."

"Mmm, alright. When are they moving him?"

"In two days."

"Good. That means I can go get some sleep and think of how this could go wrong." he said as he stood up and grabbed his tray to be put away.

...

John stirred from his sleep as he felt a pair of thin arms snake around his chest as he layed on the bed with an arm wrapped around Angela. He sleepily turned and looked back in the darkness to see and feel Amélie burying her tear covered face into his back. With a slight sigh, he carefully rolled over and pulled the Frenchwoman into his arms, holding her tight as he felt her sob into his chest. It wasn't much longer before he felt Angela roll over and drape an arm over the pair in her bed as he returned to sleep.

...

He awoke again to Angela playing with his hair while Amélie continued to sleep in his arms. "Hmmm... Morning Angel." he said as he stretched his neck, feeling the release of tension within the muscles.

"You know after this last time you died she spent the next couple nights rushing here hoping you would console her from her nightmares?"

"Sigh... I don't doubt it. Did you help her?" he asked as he ran his fingers through the dark blue hair in front of him.

"Of course." she confirmed. "Even with the help from Dr Bernstein she will be dealing with the lingering damage Talon did to her for the rest of her life." she paused as she thought about how to approach her next statement, but decided the direct approach would be the best. "She loves you. Did you know that?"

"I know." he confirmed, causing a lump in Angela's throat to form. "And I love her too. But what you and I have goes well beyond just love." he said as he turned to look at her. "You are someone I can't imagine ever living without." he said, causing a smile to grow over her face as her eyes began misting up.

"Thank you." she said as she kissed him deeply, which he more than happily reciprocated.

"Angela?" the French voice rang out from John's chest.

"Yes Amélie?" the doctor replied.

"Shall we tell him of our plan now?" she yawned as her head poked out from the sniper's arms, earning a look of confusion from him towards her.

"I suppose we should." Angela answered. "Amélie wants to have a child someday, and as such I have already harvested some of her eggs." she explained. "We need a sample of sperm to be altered with Gerrard's dna which we still have on record from the last time Overwatch was active. Which is where you come in."

"I want you to be the donor." Amélie said to her friend. "I think Gerrard would approve of you being the one who helps me with this."

"So wait, you two plan on doing what exactly?" he asked.

"I will gather a sample of your semen, pull your genetic material out, then alter it to match Gerrard's, and inject it into her egg cells that are already held in stasis." she explained. "Then, when Amélie is ready, I will plant the fertilized eggs within her to develop naturally into her child."

"Alright... so what? you need me to rub one out into a cup?" he asked, clearly nervous.

"Not quite." Amélie said as she pulled his face to hers and kissed him deeply. He could feel her leg wrap over his thigh as his pajama bottoms were slid down, presumably by Angela who then moistened her hand with saliva and rubbed it over the head of his very much stiff third leg, spreading the liquid over it. He felt her guiding it as Amélie slowly impaled herself on his shaft, enveloping him in a tightness he had never known. As cool to the touch as her skin was, the warmth of her insides could never be denied as her muscles milked him as she rocked her pelvis against his.

Angela got off the bed, walked to her desk and opened a drawer to pull out a sterile sample cup before returning to the bed. She watched with only a slight twinge of jealousy as her lover slowly accepted his fate as he ran his hands down to the Frenchwoman's hips and began thrusting into her tight moistness causing her to moan in long forgotten pleasure. Angela could feel her own wetness growing as she slowly slid a hand down to play with herself while she waited.

The wait didn't take too much longer as Amélie's buildup to ecstasy peaked and she orgasmed for the first time in what felt like an eternity, setting off the man inside of her as her insides were painted white. Amélie panted as the biological high wore off and she kissed John deeply again before rolling off of him to get Angela's help to collect the sample.

With the lid safely placed on the cup Angela set the container down before walking back to the bed and dragging her tongue up her lover's softening shaft, causing the softening to cease and the blood to engorge it once more. She licked and sucked his member clean of the shared juices before climbing onto the bed and straddling him.

"My turn." she said with a lusty smile as she guided the head of his member inside of her soaking tunnel as she began riding him while Amélie teased her own clit while watching.

John pulled his lover down to kiss her deeply as he was buried deep within her before flipping her onto her back and taking the lead, forcing his shaft in and out of her warm moistness to the glee of the Frenchwoman next to them. It wasn't long before Amélie moved from her spot on the bed to 'help things along' as she began playing with Angela's clit and pulling John's shaft out to suck the fluids on it clean before allowing it to reenter the warmth of his lover. She watched as Angela tensed up and moaned as her orgasm erupted, coating her lover's shaft in her fluids.

Angela panted in relief before pulling her lover into another deep kiss. "I am going to start a shower." She said. "You two are welcome to join me when you're finished." she said with a smirk before walking into the bathroom.

Amélie took no time to wait as she rolled onto her belly and spread her cheeks wide to allow the American easy access to her tightness once again. He more than happily took the invitation this time as he slid the head of his slippery member over her nether lips, teasing her clit, before sliding as deep inside as possible. He thrust long and hard into the wondrously tight snatch, balls bouncing off her clit causing busts of pleasure to run through her until she was once again set off on a climax. With the added tightness he couldn't pull out if he wanted to as he buried himself as deep as he could, feeling the tip of his shaft pressed against the deepest reaches of her insides and released another massive load into the depths of her body, causing her to coo in ecstasy.

"I suppose we should join Angel in the shower." he said a short while later as he layed on top of her, shaft still hilted deep inside holding their combined fluids deep inside of her.

"In a minute..." she sighed. "I wish to enjoy this a bit longer.