Overwatch Fanfiction: The Love We Feel 💕COMPLETED💕

Chapter 70: Depression Sludge

Sombra was on her way to Soldier's room, but on the way, she heard the sound of crying. It was the kind of crying you get only out of depressed people, it wasn't the healthy kind of cry.

Sombra was entranced by the crying because she wondered why the most positive organizations in the world could have a cry. She moved toward the door with the quarantine symbol on it and the words that said "DEPRESSION ROOM: DO NOT ENTER" as if depression was something that could spread like a deadly virus.

Sombra stood before the door wondering whether or not she could go in, but she decided if there was anybody in there that they deserved a bap. She opened the door. Inside she found McCree sitting upright on his bed sobbing. 

For a moment, Sombra felt sympathy for the Overwatch cowboy guy. She couldn't allow her emotions to get in the way of her revenge and she pointed her gun at McCree's head.

"Do it then... kill me." McCree spoke. His voice was still extremely smooth for a crying man.

Sombra raised an eyebrow. "¿What?"

"Just kill me!" McCree began to sob again louder than before.

"Woah dude ¿Are you okay?" Sombra lowered her gun. Just then, McCree started sobbing louder than before. He started mumbling in cowboy riddles between sobs while Sombra tried to calm him down. She didn't need to have all of Overwatch coming to the door wondering why McCree was crying (though everyone just started ignoring it, nobody cared).

Sombra had to silence McCree somehow, or risk detection. She had to think of her extensive library of skills. She tried to think of a way to cure depression, and she found it. But no, she thought, that skill is too valuable, wasting it on a nobody like this could leave me weaker. But she decided she had no other choice than to use her super slap, thinking also eh I would still have one left. The super slap is a form of hand movement that certain women are given at birth, and could be used to cure any given disease or illness, including depression. She only had two left after curing Doomfist's cancer. Sombra didn't want to super slap the man she was about to murder but it was the only way to make him shut up (she didn't consider just shooting him because this is Talon we're talking about).

She wound her hand back and purple light started to shine from her fingernails. There were five streaks of purple and blue and an echoing anime slap noise as Sombra brought her hand down on McCree's face harder than she ever has to anyone within this story.

McCree's head tilted to the right and he stared at nothing in shock. He felt the universe around him, as the slap had given him clarity, and he realized that because the universe was so large and didn't revolve around him that being depressed was a worthless mood to be in and he decided to be happy again (even though that's not actually how depression works irl, but the slap was kinda making him delirious too so whatever). Suddenly black depression sludge poured out of his ear. He blinked and woke up from his daze. When he saw Sombra, he gasped, but then he remembered Hanzo and gasped harder.

McCree straight (get it because he's not funny humor) up darted out of the depression room with Sombra close behind still trying to silence him. She thought he was going to warn everyone else about Talon being there. Even though she turned herself invisible to run faster, she couldn't catch up to McCree. His love was too strong.

He ran straight for Hanzo's door, found it locked and kicked it open with his rootn' tootn' cowboy boot powers. Because it was like 11pm and Hanzo was a person with healthy habits, McCree found his (now ex) husband asleep. Hanzo always was a heavy sleeper, ever since he got over that dishonor craze he slept like a baby.

McCree had several years of practice waking Hanzo up, so he did the thing he always did, screamed "YOU ARE NOT WORTHY OF THE SHIMADA NAME!" Hanzo's eyes opened up slightly as he muttered whilst crying "I am sorry father, please forgive me for breaking your favorite vase." Hanzo sat up still crying and saw his beloved cowboy (ex)husband standing on top of yet another dead door. Hanzo really didn't know what to feel.

"Hey pumpkin," McCree said in his silky smooth yeehaw style voice.

"McCree? What are you doing here." Hanzo thought he was still dreaming.

"Long story. Some lady with a gun, super slaps, etcetera." McCree sat down on Hanzo's bed. "But during that time I came to realize that even if what I saw was what happens after death, I can still live a full life without sadness; with you."

Hanzo pinched himself. Things usually didn't work as well as they did now for him. He found that he was awake and hugged his cowboy (ex (well the divorce actually hadn't fully gone through in court so I think they may still be married)) husband, "Oh McCree, I am so happy that you are happy again... wait did you just say a lady with a gun‽"

"Ya, I guess I did. We should probably warn everyone bout' that."

Suddenly the lady with a gun, who was Sombra, appeared in the doorway as if she were invisible before, which she was. "I'm afraid I can't let you do that señors."

McCree protectively put himself before Hanzo, so as to catch any bullets that woman's bullet thrower may throw. "Yer not goin' to hurt my Husband," McCree said all cowboy like. He got times 4 cowboy when he was flustered.

"Oh ya, and how do you plan on stopping me?" Sombra asked both sarcastically and genuinely curious, knowing that Overwatch had stopped her so many times before.

Just then really loud dragon noises happened. McCree looked behind him to see if it was Hanzo, but Hanzo was still perfectly still. There was only one other person in Overwatch who could control the dragons, Genji. He must have been in trouble.

The dragon noises were still going on. McCree looked over at the lady in the doorway, but she seemed distracted, she had no doubt heard those dragons before and were terrified of their power. But she was distracted.

After a while, the dragon noises ceased, and Sombra looked over to the bed again to see her captives. They were nowhere to be seen. Sombra was surprised for several reasons, a.) she was blocking the only exit in the entire room (there wasn't even a window) b.) somehow both of them had gotten past her in the span of 4 to 5 seconds. She decided she wasn't a very good secret agent and went to find them.