The Flower of Death Blossoms (Female Reaper x Male Reader)

Chapter 1: Mission Objective

The inside of the new Overwatch base seemed a little... different for you. You weren't used to it and knew it would take quite some time for you to get comfortable, if you could.

"Y/N is needed in the briefing room. Repeat, Y/N is needed in the briefing room." The overhead speakers order, it was the sound of Winston's voice. You mentally thank the giant 'monkey' for giving you a reason to do something instead of sit on your ass all day, rushing to the briefing room.
When you arrive, you find three set of eyes on you: Winston's, Lena's, and Jack's.
"Well, well, well. Someone's eager to get in a fight." Jack joked, chuckling a little in his gruff voice. Your about to say something funny back, but Winston interrupts.
"We're on the clock here. We have information that a valuable artifact is going to be exchanging vehicles by the U.S. and Canadian border, Talon will no doubt try and intercept the package. Your mission is to oversee the exchange and protect the package until it crosses the border, do not let Talon snag that artifact." Winston ordered, displaying a map of the U.S./Canadian border and pointing to the exchange location.
"Your going partnering up with Tracer, Y/N. The best of luck to the both of you." Winston finished, looking towards Lena who was now walking over to you. You held in a groan and looked at Lena, giving her a small smile. It's not that you hated her or anything, it's just that she like to talk a lot during missions and would sometimes get you off guard.
"Yes, sir." You replied, nodding your head towards Winston and looking back to Tracer. She gave you a hug and winked, turning back to Winston.
"You to are going in five. Get prepared, dismissed." Winston informed, turning back to the screen and talking inaudibly with Jack.
"Come on, love. Let's get ready." Lena tells you, walking out the door and towards the armory. You follow her and enter the armory, looking for your gear. You finally see your (1 F/C) armor and (2 F/C) Pulse Rifle (much like Soldier's) and grab them, putting your armor on.
"Ready, love?" Lena says, leaning on the doorway.
"Yeah, let's go." You reply, grabbing a couple grenades and ammo mags on the way out. Lena walks over to the hanger and boards the transport ship, standing next to the pilot. You stand next to Lena so that you can get a look at the view as the hanger doors open, revealing a amazing garden of flowers that one of the agents began planting, probably Angela or Mei.
"Prepare for takeoff in 3, 2, 1, go!" The overhead speakers order, the plane roaring to life and getting of the ground. It then exits the hanger and begins flying the mission site, blasting off. You start getting pumped at the feeling of being free from the base and able to get some real action, soccer with Lucio was not 'action' as he called it.
"Alright, let's show Talon that their missions are always going to be failures." You laugh, knowing their previous attempts at trying to accomplish their objectives.
"You got that right, love. Can't wait to get in the fun." Tracer replies, looking at you with a big grin.

This is my first story on here so don't judge too much, constructive criticism is accepted. I'm not a diehard fan of Overwatch, so tell me if I get the characters personalities wrong (Except for yours of course).
Anyway, thanks for reading. Until next time: "Bye, bye, bye!!!" (Not the song by *NSYNC)