Overwatch Fanfiction: The Love We Feel 💕COMPLETED💕

Chapter 87: The O.W.C.A (Overwatch Wedding Conservation Alliance )

Both parties got home at around 10 at night, which technically was past all their bedtimes, but Ana was in a good mood and let them have an extra 30 minutes of awakey times. Winston and Tracer were hanging out for the day and Emily decided to join them, and she didn't even kick Winston out because she was cool with sharing her girlfriend with a mutual friend and she wasn't a clingy person like some significant others are <3. McCree and Hanzo were appreciating the paintwork on the antique Gintama golf clubs. Mei and Junkrat were allowed to see each other only for one more day to plan the wedding before the wedding would tear them apart for a couple of hours two days from then. Everyone else used their extra time to play Clash Royale.

All of them, but Pharah and Mercy. They had gone to Mei's bachelorette party like everyone else, but only because Mercy was still knocked out and Pharah was a huge pushover. Pharah literally had to drag Mercy around the golf course for hours, which may possibly be why they had lost so early in the tournament. Mercy was only just waking up now in one of the more comfortable beds in the infirmary.

"Ugh... UGH! AAAAAAAAA!" She woke up screaming.

"You good?" Pharah asked.

"Better now." Mercy said placatedly.

"Good, you were asleep for a really long time. I was starting to get worried." Pharah said. "Mom's sleeps never last longer than a couple of hours or seconds sometimes."

"What time is it?" Mercy asked.

"Like 10 I think." Pharah responded.

"Oh..." Mercy said, "I did have a really rough night though."

Mercy looked around her, at the office she had always had since she came to Overwatch. It felt somehow different, almost nicer. The floors seemed freshly cleansed, all the medical equipment was put in neat little places and the beds all seemed to be made. This was the way Mercy had always liked her office to look, but she almost never had the time to clean it like this, seeing as Overwatch was constantly using it for one purpose or another. Everything smelled like lemon.

Pharah blushed and did that anime girl finger touch thing when she noticed that Mercy noticed her work. Pharah had nothing else to do while she waited for Mercy to wake up so she cleaned the infirmary a bit. A bit meant a deep clean with a lot of Mr.Clean products. She even scrubbed down the ceiling and it was just as shiny as the floor.

"So... you and Genji?" Pharah started speaking to break the two minute of silence.

"How'd you find out?" Mercy asked.

"He told me... and everyone else."

Mercy's eyes widened. "D-did he say why?" She stuttered.

"He only said that you didn't like his memes enough." Pharah laughed. "I'm surprised he didn't revert back to his emo phase."

Mercy laughed too. "It's against his religion, I guess," She said.

Mercy's laugh made Pharah freeze and her face became a deep red. Mercy looked up and saw Pharah's blush causing her to have the same reaction but she turned away and cleared her throat. "Sooooooooo, my sisters," She said to change the subject.

"Well, we know they're working with an op, evil Winston." Pharah said.

"But we don't know when they're going to strike or where..." Mercy said dramatically.

"The wedding probably," Pharah said. "It's literally the only feasible time to kill us all in one place."

"True that makes sense..." Mercy said. "Now all we have to do is make sure we don't all die. We can get all the defense heroes to join an alliance to keep us all from dying, I guess."

"Oo and we can call is the Overwatch Wedding Conservation Alliance!" Pharah said. "The O.W.C.A, ya, that's a totally cool and original acronym that has never been used before!"

"I agree..." Mercy said, sounding a little happier but still stressed to all hell and back.

Pharah noticed her stressedness after a couple seconds of silence, "Look, I know you're stressed. But I don't really see a reason to be. Overwatch has always won in the end, even against some of the stupidest situations. You may have been alone when you were younger, but you have friends now, a team; me..."

That didn't do much to ease Mercy's conscious, but it was also extremely nice to hear. It was true that since she joined Overwatch, they had never lost once, even a single time. And hearing Pharah say that she had her back made her feel nice; really nice. "You're really articulate when you want to be, has anyone ever told you that?" Mercy asked.

Pharah blushed, "Thanks. And no, nobody ever has."

Mercy was kind of touched by Pharah's humility, and decided to tell Pharah the truth about her breakup with Genji, because it had something to do with her. "I have something to say," Mercy said a little embarrassed, "The real reason Genji and I broke up was... I really like you, and I couldn't hide that from him."

Pharah died at that moment for possibly the 37th time in this fanfiction. But the underworld was so used to spitting her back to the mortal world at that point that it didn't even take her. She stared at Mercy as she was looking at the floor, blushing a lot.

"Alright then. What does that mean for, you know, 'us'?" Pharah asked.

"I'm not really sure... I guess we'll have to play it by ear. I think the first step is to not die within the next few days." Mercy said.

"I agree." Pharah said, standing up from her armchair. "Let's go get all the defense heroes to join the O.W.C.A." Pharah said as she offered Mercy a hand up from the bed.

Mercy smiled as she took Pharah's hand, and they went to get signatures from all the bad boys in the defense class that weren't getting married that day.