Mercy's soft bawling filled the quiet locker room. Her tears ran into her fist as she covered her eyes. She was inconsolable. The bright orange paint on the walls contrasted with her feelings - ones of guilt, sadness and upset. She was at Overwatch's Watchpoint located under a cliff in Gibraltar, all members of Overwatch were sent there after a battle. The angelic figure's eyes hurt. They had gone red.
Suddenly, Mercy heard a click come from the locker room door followed by a slight sigh. When the person entered the room she gasped loudly and sat down nearby Mercy. "Angela! Crikey love, what's happened to you?" The voice had a strong British accent - it was Tracer.
"I...I... c-c-couldn't save (F/N)... Sie starben..."
"Oh Angela love, they made a recovery! I heard about the injuries, but Zenyatta and Ana helped them. Come with me, love."
Angela blinked in rapid succession, removing the wet droplets from her eyes. She felt stupid, and relieved at the same time.
Bursting into the room, Mercy arrives with her hair all fluffed up and messy, eyes filled with passion and her heart beating fast.
"Dear... Oh my... I'm so sorry..."
"Don't worry, it was my fault for being reckless." You respond with a weak smile.
Since you are still lying in your bed of recovery, Angela sits at the end and blows a kiss to you, blushing.
"Tomorrow there's a celebration in Numbani. Efi finished her project on the new robot. The public doesn't know what it is though yet. If you feel up to it, could you come?" She spoke softly.
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Heal Me (Overwatch Mercy x Reader Fanfic)
Fanfiction"Get back in the fight," And you feel a gentle kiss on your forehead." Hello. This is my first story on my new account Snektamer. Gonna be more active on this account tho. Please give me constructive criticism on my work, I would like to improve my...
