☾ Crazy like me ☾

When Jack came back to the table, sitting down with a concerned expression on his face, my heart dropped. "Everything okay?" I asked.

"That was Winston." He said in a hushed voice so only I could hear him. "It's not good news for me."

"W-What do you mean?" My words came out a little stuttered at first, taken aback by what he had stated to me.

Putting money down on the table and grabbing his jacket, he motioned towards the door. "We'll talk about it." He said, not wanting anyone else to hear what was happening.

Nodding quickly, I picked up my things and put some money down for a tip before leaving with him, smiling politely at the waiter who gave me a strange look as we left. Getting an uneasy feeling from the waiter, I rushed us out quicker.

The cool night breeze hitting my bare skin calmed me down a little and I finally took a breath after holding it for so long. After regaining my composure, I looked up to Jack as we walked. "What's going on, Jack?" Was it even okay to call him Jack now? If Winston was calling him and things were bound to get serious in the world again... I would probably become just another face in the crowd to him.. My mind wandered but his warm but serious voice brought me back to reality.

"He wants to bring Overwatch back. He contacted Tracer, me, Mercy, Mei... All of us. He says the world needs heroes again." It sounded as if he was at war with himself with this new information. "But he knows how dangerous it is. He knows the world hates us... Something really serious must be coming if he wants us to come back."

"If it is that serious... You should do it." I said softly, looking down at my hands for so long I hadn't noticed he had stopped. When I did, I came to a stop and turned, looking back at him. "Jack?"

"How did he know... How did he know I was alive, Anna? Or where I was?" His tone now turned almost... accusing.

"I...I don't know? How would I know, Jack? Do you think I have something to do with it?"

His piercing blue eyes dug holes into me, I felt as if the walls I had spent my whole life putting up were being torn down in these short seconds. It made me feel vulnerable and I didn't like it. "I don't know." He huffed and continued walking, this time faster and right past me as he headed for my place.

I could sense the change between us, tension now hung in the air, thick enough even a knife couldn't cut it. Hell, if you took a knife to it, the knife would probably bend and break trying to cut through. Sadden, I walked behind him and unlocked my door when we got to my place. Watching him go to his room and shutting the door, I stood in the front door still... thinking. I had made my extra room into his room a few days ago and now it felt like it was a separate part of the house I was not allowed near. One night... One call... Turning all of my hard work, my comfort, and caring for him... Into this. I know I had no right to be upset or mad at him, he didn't know. But, I was. I was upset. And it was getting the best of me like it always did.

I shut the front door and went over to Jack's room, knocking on the door. Waiting for a few seconds, it finally opened to a shirtless Jack. "You know what? It's shitty you accused me! Maybe you didn't directly accuse me, but you indirectly accused me and that still sucks! I have done nothing but try my best to help and take care of you! Yes, I know nothing about you or your past! But I am trying, okay? Maybe he has some sort of tracking on you! I am just a normal girl from the army who has struggled enough! I am not a super soldier like you! I like you okay? But stop pushing me away, please! I am not evil like everyone else thinks I am!" I yelled before sighing, not realizing I had all of this pent up inside of me. Shaking my head, holding back tears, I walked to my room and slammed my door shut, sliding down against it.

I could hear Jack outside across the hall, his breathing was slowed down as he walked softly over to my door. He sat down against the wall and said softly, "I'm sorry Anna. I shouldn't have accused you, you're right. I'll be out here when you're ready to talk, okay?" His voice was warm and husky, yet calming.

I closed my eyes as I leaned my head against the door, my breathing still harsh as I tried to calm down. "I don't want to talk yet..." My voice cracked as I spoke.

"I understand..." He said and I could hear him breathe in before speaking again, "I'll tell you about Overwatch until you're ready. Okay?"

He then went on to tell me all about Overwatch and his adventures with the team, Mercy, Tracer, Mei, his old friend Reaper, all of them. It went for so long that I ended up falling asleep to his relaxing voice and his stories...

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Hi again! I hope you all liked this one! Sorry, it's been so long. But I am back and happy to be back and write again. Love you all ♥