Her Echo | Echo x OC (DISCONTINUED..... maybe not-)

Chapter 15: The Mission in Berlin

I flew above the beautiful Spanish ocean, my heart still stirring after my date with Echo. Sighing, I asked the droid how long we had until we arrived. A couple of beeps and boops told me we were only 10 minutes away. After some thought, I gave my droid a name after calling it "Droid" for so long. I considered calling it by its codename (D1-6K), but that seemed rather lame. After a bit, a name hit. 

"Hey, how would you like to be called Hammer?" I asked.

The droid beeped a couple of times before beeping contently, making me smile.

"Hammer it is, then. I did build you with a hammer," I chuckled.

The droid beeped again in happiness as the ship sailed on. As we flew, I began to think about what I said to Echo outside the library about starting life at Marbella. A dog could break that down and consider that a marriage proposal somehow, and I could tell that's how Echo perceived it. The fucking thing is, that's exactly what I meant. I essentially asked Echo to marry me without a ring or in a direct manner. Not only did I say that, but Echo accepted and was delighted to hear me ask. Now is this bad? No. I love Echo, and she loves me. There isn't any fundamental rule on Overwatch members marrying one another, and we made plenty of money. Marbella's people seemed very friendly, and many surprisingly spoke English. Echo said she could reproduce via human sperm, which was a plus. The problem is the mortal and emotional danger in which I could put myself and my new family. I remember Captain Amari bringing her daughter Pharah to the Swiss Base, implying family life was possible as an Overwatch agent. But only a few months after, Amari was shot and declared dead, leaving her daughter emotionally traumatized for a long time. I don't want to put Echo or any children we may have in that sort of situation. 

It was late at night, around 8:50. I mentally struggled as I approached the watchpoint, both thrilled and terrified at the situation I had just created. Landing my ship and jumping out of the cockpit, I was promptly greeted by Echo's swift hugs and kisses, calming me down. 

"Welcome back! Did you enjoy your flight?" Echo asked.

"I did. I'm hella tired, though," I yawned.

"Shouldn't be a problem then; lemme help you with the stuff," Echo chirped, entering the ship and grabbing everything we bought.

I leaned over and helped her out, grabbing the cheese and wine while she grabbed the clothes and games. We walked down the passages, discussing the date and our favorite moments. Due to my overfilling anxiety, I reluctantly refused to examine marriage and starting a family. Still, I was able to distract myself when Echo brought up my falling into the sea. You know, maybe I shouldn't worry as much. We eventually returned to the apartment, where I entered the digit code to reveal Estella kneading the couch. Our arrival caused her to yip as she got up and ran over, her tail hanging high in the sky as she meowed constantly. Echo purred in response, causing Estella to arch her back and run away. I hollered as Estella dashed underneath the table, hissing loudly. Echo and I set the gifts on the table before slumping back on the couch. The night was still young, so Echo decided to boot up our new Wii. We inserted Mario Kart Wii and played for about three courses. I screamed the sweet delectable sense of victory out of my mouth as I won all three methods with Funky Kong. They need to add him to another mainstream game. Echo sighed as I ran around the room, leaping and flipping before calming down.

"How'd you like them apples?" I shouted.

"Want a round of Mario party?"

"Don't push it,"