Chapter 21

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They wound up spending almost a week in Tokyo, moving between fittings with Hanzo and Takenouchi, and visiting all of the "touristy" venues with Lena. Finally, when the suits were ready, they loaded back into the Orca for the short hop to London.

"So, we'll probably spend a day debating this with Parliament, and then we're back. You got all the requests?"

Jack laughed off-screen and Gabe flashed a grin. "Yes, Ms Coffey. We've been keeping them up, too. And we've add a few new recruits to your roster, in case anyone wanted to get in touch with them."

"Good. What's that sound?"

Gabe swung the camera around to show Jack, seated on the floor, with a lap full of small, squirming-

"Oh my god, when did we get kittens?" she squealed in delight.

"Momma was giving birth as you left, actually," Jack answered, carefully balancing a bottle and kitten as he tried to feed a second at the same time.

Angelica cooed at the sight. "But the momma cat is okay, right?"

"Oh, yeah, she's fine. But she's not producing enough milk for her whole litter, so we help."

"That's good. Send me pictures of the babies."

She rose as her phone chimed, signaling incoming messages. Gabe was sending her a stream of pictures of the kittens and Jack, with a few appearances of a lanky calico. She grinned at the pics as she entered the cockpit.

"Hey, Lena. Check this out."

Lena glanced at the phone, squealing in delight when she saw the kittens.

"Oh, they are so precious! And the commanders are helping? That's adorable. Remind me to tease them about it."

Angelica laughed and returned to her seat, offering her phone to Hanzo. His face softened a bit as he studied the kittens, then handed her the phone back.

Gabe finished taking pictures with a final selfie of him cuddling with a tiny black kitten and grinned. He decided to send her an email of the info he'd found, just to get her opinion. He left Jack with the kittens, shooting one last fond grin as Jack lay back, kittens shakily crawling all over him.

He sauntered toward the kitchen, biting back a grin when Lúcio and Hana leapt apart when the door opened.

"Keep it to the lower-traffic areas, and you wouldn't have this problem," he informed them, grabbing a soda out of the fridge.

He shook his head at Lúcio's muttered "Yessir," and continued toward his room. On the one hand, he was glad that the new group was finding love, or at least a fling. On the other, he knew firsthand how distracting having someone you cared about on the front line could be. He scrubbed a hand over his face, thinking.

Genji and Zenyatta worked well together, and he hadn't noticed any issues with them working together in the training room. Gérard and Amélie seemed to be hitting their stride as a team, so no major problems there. Jesse and Hanzo were still dancing around their mutual attraction. He snorted. Bet they think no one's noticed yet. Wonder what that pool's up to? He grinned, but decided to let them have some space for now. If it started getting in the way, he'd lock them in a closet to talk it out. Lena and Emily weren't having any issues he could see, nor were Angela and Fareeha. Hana and Lúcio somewhat surprised him, and he wanted to object, but the hypocrisy of protesting a seven year age gap, considering his and Angelica's more than twenty, made him hold his tongue. The fact that Hana seemed to be the one in the driver's seat there helped soothe his ire.

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