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They’d dived back into the helicarrier, watching the bullets plink off the window as they took off. Mallory lay flat on the floor, not even moving to a bench, panting harsh from the run. Her suit was a little torn in places, shoes gone from needing a nonflaming projectile at one point, and there was a variety of cuts and bruises in several places. But they’d done it. Delivered the files.

A look over at Tracer, somewhere else in the carrier, and her lips split in a wide, breathless grin.

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He couldn't say much with his jaw clenched shut, but he managed a nod. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. Thank heavens there weren't any kids around when he swore like that; Lúcio wouldn't be able to deal with that stress right now. He wanted to be a good influence for kids; you can't do that if you swear like a sailor but damn sometimes the words slip out anyway.

Once he got the phone, Lúcio dialed and hoped that someone would pick up despite the strange number. Someone answered and he gave his full name, his status, the code for his identity, and the situation he found himself in. They'd already sent people to the site to investigate, but they hadn't made it yet and it'd be a few hours until they got there and could then come pick him up. Well, at least help was coming.

When he ended the call and passed it back to the odd man, Lúcio carefully turned over to lay on his side, the one that wasn't wounded. He could watch the guy like this, could make sure that he didn't try anything. Hey, he was still an agent of a massive organization that not everyone liked, a very public figure, and also really injured and at the man's mercy. Fucking hell. What had he gotten himself into.

Send “don’t you dare touch them!” to see how my muse reacts to being protected by yours.

“Alright, fellas, why don’t we all just settle down and call it a day?”

Jesse held his hands up in surrender, a sheepish grin on his face. Dangling on his finger was Peacekeeper, empty and light. The trio in front of him, thoroughly unimpressed. “Whaddaya sa- Fuck!”

His hand exploded with blinding pain. Jesse crumpled, clutching his wrist, tears streaming. “Oh fuck, god- damn- to hell!” Chunky blood was splattered on the wall behind him and it was gushing from the gaping hole in his palm. A gun cocked above him, but Jesse didn’t hear it, too fixed on spewing out curses and cradling his mangled hand.

A flash of orange and blue was all his unfocused eyes picked up in his periphery. Two, four, twenty shots all blurred together in Jesse’s ringing ears.

“Hiya, love.” Gentle. Friendly. Soft.

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The mission this time was long, far too long for her liking but infiltrating the location took a while. No outside contact unless there was an emergency for several months. There was not an emergency, thank heavens for small miracles, but that didn't make it any less dull or lonely. She couldn't wait to get back to base, debrief, and then disappear on a "vacation" for a week or so to visit Lena. It'd been far too long.

Sombra left this wretched compound without a hitch, stealing away into the night to meet a drop ship to take her back to Talon's headquarters.

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[TEXT]: I don't know if that should be comforting, admirable, or unnerving.

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"Um, only a moment. J-just walked in." Fuck. She needed to get it together. And keep her eyes on Lena's face because staring at her shoulders wasn't doing her any favors.

She threw on her best smirk, "If I were spying on you, truly spying on you, you wouldn't know and I'd finally have some dirt on you. As it is, the only blackmail material I found is that you've reworn socks before and that wouldn't do a damn thing." There. Still got it.

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Lúcio saw himself as a positive voice amongst the chaos in whatever skirmish Overwatch found itself in. Sure, he wasn't the only one to keep people's spirits up, but it took a lot to kill his mood like this. And to see Lena this shaken...she's right, shit's fucked now.

He let her drag him into the nearest hiding spot and crossfaded to try and heal whatever injuries he could. It wasn't perfect, he couldn't keep it up for long if they had to make a run for it, but it was better than nothing. Any amount of healing would help.