Overwatch One-Shots (Requests: CLOSED) ON HIATUS

Comatose: Ana x Reader

The soft sound of Ana's footsteps echoed in the empty halls of the Overwatch medical wing, a place she had grown accustomed to more than she normally should be these days. In her hands were a bouquet of white lotus flowers, her homeland's national flower, they were very easy to come across and she had decided to buy a bouquet for her loved one. Ana stopped at the closed door and let out a small sigh, she let her eyes shut for a moment to allow her to come to terms with her sinking reality.

"They haven't come out of their coma yet, and they've been in it for months now Ana," Angela told her some odd weeks ago. "I don't even know if they'll be able to pull out of it."

The words stung Ana, she knew they would be able to wake up from it but as the days turned into weeks her hope had slowly begun to die. Their heartbeat was slow but steady, the calming beeps from the machine had soothed her for a while now but how long would it be until the sound stopped? Ana opened her eyes and typed in the passcode, allowing the door to fully open before stepping inside. Her eyes went to the still body laying in the hospital bed, their chest rising and falling softly, the beeps were constant and filled the empty room.

"Good evening, darling," Ana smiled weakly. "I came to visit since I won't be able to for a while, Jack's sending me out on a mission tomorrow."

It was silent, no reply was given, she didn't expect one anyway.

"Fareeha told me she's worried about my health, could you imagine that? My own daughter, fretting over her old mother's health." Ana chuckled and set the flowers in the empty vase on top of the side table near the bed, she reached over to gently smooth a few loose strands of (H/C) hair from their shut eyes.

"Your hair is getting longer, you normally keep it so well trimmed to your preferred length!" Ana let her fingers linger across their cheek and down the side of their face, caressing their pale skin.

"Your skin has gotten so pale, it looks almost like you're dead. I miss seeing the healthy flush," she mumbled with tears welling up in her eyes. She breaks down and lets out sob after sob, gripping their hand tightly in her own, not wanting to let go of her beloved.

"Ana?" Lucio's voice called out to her, she turns and smiles at him.

"Sorry dear, I didn't see you there." She wipes her tears dry and sets their hand back down flat on their chest, "What are you doing here?"

"Since Angela is going to be assisting you in your mission tomorrow, she asked me to watch over (Y/N) for the time being." Lucio pulled Ana into a hug and smiled, "They'll wake up. I can feel it, Ana."

"I hope you're right," she sighs and pulls away from the hug. "They've been out for so long, I've started worrying..."

"Ana," Lucio grabs her hands and stares into her eyes. "(Y/N) is so strong, I watched them take out dozens of enemies just to protect us! They will pull through this, I know they will! You just have to keep ahold of your faith and hope, it will get better. (Y/N) is like one of my own siblings, I won't give up on them and neither should you."

"Thank you, Lucio," she smiles and wipes away a few stray tears.

"You're welcome," he smiles his trademark smile. "Now, you should go get some sleep. Make sure you're well rested!"

A few days later...

Lucio played some soft music as he cleaned around the medical room, humming along to the beat. It had been a few days since the team that had been assigned to a mission left, Ana made him promise to call her if (Y/N) woke up while she was gone. He gladly agreed to do so, wanting to make sure she was 100% focused on the mission.

"..." Lucio swore for a second that he heard the sound of shuffling, it must just be his imagination thinking. He continued cleaning until he heard a soft groan coming from behind him, his hope rose like the sea as he turned around.

"...Ana..." (Y/N) mumbled, their throat sore and dry.

"(Y/N)! You're awake," Lucio cheered.

"Where's Ana?" They coughed as they tried to sit up, the bandages across their chest preventing them from doing so.

"She's on a mission right now, but you're awake! You're alive," he nearly cried as he hugged the person he so dearly called his sibling.

"How long have I been out?" (Y/N) asked as they hugged Lucio back, glancing around the medical room. He paused, biting his lip as he pulled away from the hug. "Lu? How long have I been out?"

"Y-You've been out for eight months now, almost nine. (Y/N), you nearly died."