Queen's Princess

Chapter 52

We reached Gibraltar and when Tracer landed the hovercraft, the doors opened up and she zipped out from the front and into the hangar.

"Winston! Winston, we're back!" Tracer called into the base.

Winston appeared from the control room and jumped down to greet us.

"Greetings," he smiled. "Nice to see you again, Junker Queen."

"Nice to see ya, Winston," Odessa said and helped me out of the hovercraft.

"You must be Y/N," Winston said and held out one of his hands. "Pleasure to meet you."

"You're Winston," I said and shook his giant hand. "I was expecting like a person."

Winston laughed, "I get that a lot so no need to think I find it offensive. Usually Soldier:76 would be here to greet you guys, but he's out on a mission."

"He's still out there?" Odessa asked as we followed Winston and Tracer into the base.

"Most of the people are, but things have died down since we suspended your time here. How are things back in Junkertown?"

"I had to get rid of Fawkes and Mako," Odessa said.

"Were they causing you trouble?" Tracer asked.

"Yes they were. They blew up my summer shack and stole from me. Then Junkrat shot Y/N in the shoulder."

Tracer gasped and zipped to where she was standing beside me, "Are you hurt?"

"I-I should be fine. Thank you, Tracer."

"Maybe Mercy can take a look at it while you guys are here."

"If she's not busy, I wouldn't mind another set of eyes to look at her," Odessa said.

"If not Mercy, maybe Kiriko can look at you."

"Mercy is out with Genji and Soldier," Kiriko popped up right beside Tracer, scaring me.

"Do all of ya pop out of no where?" I asked.

"Kiriko and Reaper do," Tracer said.

"Nice to meet you," Kirko said and held out her hand.

I shook her hand and winced because it was the arm that got shot, "Nice to meet ya."

"I roomed with Junker Queen since we were mostly doing missions together," Kiriko said. "She talked a lot about you."

"So I hear," I chuckled.

"How can I not talk about ya?" Odessa asked, pulling me close to her. "You are my princess after all."

"Kiriko, since you're here, do you think you can look at Y/N's wound in her shoulder?" Tracer asked.

"Of course, once we stop walking," Kiriko chuckled.

We entered the base and Winston lead us to a room for us to wait in. Tracer and him walked out of the room while Kiriko pulled back my sleeve, looking at my bullet wound.

"That was a nasty wound," she said, placing something on it.

The pain started to clear away and the redness faded. The hole closed up and everything was back to normal.

"There we are," she said. "All patched up," she said and pulled my sleeve down.

"Wow," I said. "That was amazin'," I said.

"Kiriko was the comrade I had to get out of the front lines, the day where I lost Carnage due to the blood I had on my hands," Odessa said.

"She saved my life. If it wasn't for her quick thinking, we both would have died that day," Kiriko said. "I owed a great debt to her that day."

"In which you've already repaid almost a billion times over."

"But you were really my first friend I had when we joined Overwatch. Since everyone knew one another already, you and I were kind of outliers. So it was nice to know that you had my back."

"To be honest, Kiriko, you reminded me of Y/N a bit," Odessa said. "You were afraid to be in a new place, but once you were in your element, you were a force to be reckoned with. You have a bubbly personality and you care for others. How could I not see the one I love in ya a bit. I wanted to protect you because I knew I couldn't protect Y/N while I was gone. So I had to make sure you were safe."

"Thank you, Odessa," Kiriko said.

"How are we going to tell her?" Tracer asked.

"Just by telling her," Winston said.

"Have you seen what she can do?"

"I have."

"She is the last person I would want to piss off for any reason. This reason alone is enough to piss her the hell off."

"Tracer, the minute you and Emily saw the child, I knew you two wanted to take care of her."

"Do you not remember what Junker Queen said when the mother of the child died? She has a duty to the mother."

"The mother is dead, Tracer. As long as that child is in the hands of someone capable of taking care of it, that's all that matters."

"Do you not think Junker Queen and Y/N are capable of taking care of a child?"

"I believe they do, but bringing a baby into Junkertown?"

"People have kids all the time, Winston. I am sure there were babies who were birthed in Junkertown and raised there."

"You are right, but think about this," Wintston said, walking towards Tracer. "You know that both you and Emily were wanting to adopt."

"Winston, we're not even married yet. We're still consdiered dating."

"Then maybe this child can bring you two together."

Tracer sighed and shook her head, "I can't take this away from Junker Queen and Y/N. If you want to break the news to them, be my guest. But I won't be the one to clean your remains from the floor, Winston. You're smart, but you're obviously not smart enough to see the wrongdoings that's about to happen to you."

"Tracer," Winston began.

"I don't care what you do, Winston. But you can't rob them of something they were looking forward to."

"That is why I was going to propose something else."

"Like what?"

Winston explained what was going on through his mind to Tracer. She shook her head, looking at her friend.

"Why would you suggest that?"

"I talked to Emily about this and she does not want to go through with that option. Let's give them the option."

Tracer sighed, "You're going to be starting something you might not be able to win."

"Then let's hope I can see this through with my head on my shoulders afterwards," Winston said, walking into the room Junker Queen and Y/N were.