Overwatch Fanfiction: The Love We Feel 💕COMPLETED💕

Chapter 66: *whispers* sneaky sneak

Mercy wasn't in the mood to sleep. She couldn't leave her room to spy on her sisters because Ana patrolled the halls at night to keep any tomfoolery from happening {Ana never slept, she sustained herself on the blood of the innocent}. Her body was restless and her mind was racing, thinking about all the possible horrible outcomes of having her family there while everyone was asleep and at their most vulnerable.

Mercy nearly jumped out of her skin when there was a soft knock at her door. She quickly turned off the lights and jumped under her covers. "I-I'm asleep!"

"It's me!" Pharah took a risk to whisper shout from outside the room.

Mercy sighed as she rolled herself out of bed to let Pharah in. Pharah slipped into the room like she was being chased even though she was undetected. Surprisingly she wasn't in her armor like she always was.

"How did you get past Ana?" Mercy asked with actual surprise.

"I've had to deal with Ana for like 30 years, I'm basically the only one capable of escaping," Pharah said with pride.

"That's not what I asked."

"Oh, mom isn't very good at detecting my pulse through walls like she is with the rest of you because I made it so my heart and her heart are both the same speed. That way she can't find me."

"How‽" Mercy asked. Even this far in the future there was no way to do what Pharah was saying.

"A lot of practice," Pharah said with a wink, keeping a little mystery about her. "But I didn't come here to tell you about my sneaking practices. What are we going to do about Forgiveness and his loyal band of daughters?" Pharah took a seat in one of Mercy's armchairs.

"Hmm" Mercy proceeded to sit down too. "Well, we can't do anything if we don't know what they're doing."

"There's something I heard while I was sneaking around their door, something about a cannon. But I have no idea what that would be about." Pharah crossed her arms.

"Me neither. I could ask Winston in the morning, it sounds like something he'd make." Mercy stated.

"Probably," Pharah sunk into her armchair a little. She noticed how stressed Mercy looked. Before Mercy had to deal with any of her family, she seemed kind and calm and not often stressed. Sure not always happy, but it was difficult to stress her out. She could even deal with all the whiny crybabies in Overwatch who were constantly asking for her help. Now though, she seemed legitimately stressed for the first time Pharah had ever seen. Pharah wondered why that was, because it wasn't just that her family was evil; Mercy had dealt with more evil. It had to be something else.

"I have to ask you a few questions. First of all, why exactly are you so scared of your father? Secondly, how are you so different from your sisters if you essentially come from the same place?" Pharah asked, uncrossing her arms and placing her elbows on her knees expectantly. 

Mercy was surprised by Pharah's questions. Nobody had ever asked her such intimate questions before, not even Genji. She debated whether or not to even answer them, but she decided that if Pharah was going to help her, she might as well know the whole story.

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