The Villain Wrangler | Overwatch

Chapter 39

Ana sat rigidly in the only chair in the room, eyes locked on the two-way mirror. Gabe studied her through the glass. Without turning, he spoke to Jack.

"I don't think it's like with Amélie. She's making microexpressions, and she's not blankly agreeing."

Jack moved next to Gabe and sighed. "Yeah. I went over Amélie's tapes, and asked her to observe." He let his head fall against the glass. "What the hell, Gabi?"

Gabe said nothing, just wrapped an arm around Jack's shoulder.

Gérard coughed behind them. "I think, under the circumstances, the pair of you shouldn't take the interview."

"What did you find?" Gabe asked, eyes narrowed.

Gérard sighed and offered a thin book. Gabe snatched it, angling it so Jack could read it as well. It was a diary, the first page labeled "Out Love Story". Gabe flipped through a few entries, brow lowering with each new report.

"Jesus, how far back do they go?" Jack whispered, after skimming a detailed description of his scars after the explosion.

"Thus far, Olivia has not yet uncovered them all, but at least as far back as the Crisis." Gérard shrugged. "There is a chance she was obsessed with someone else first, and supplanted them with the pair of you. Lena and Angelica are in Tokyo, and Hanzo and Genji are en route to deal with the clan." He sighed, gazing sadly at the woman at the table. "The journals look to be new. I'm hoping she wrote them in a new delusion."

"Or Moira wrote them and let her think it was her idea," Gabe grumbled, setting the journal aside with distaste. "Right. You and Amélie deal with her. Bring in any of the new 'Watch if you need them, and I'll help Angela find a secure facility."

Gérard arched a brow. "You think she can be cured?"

"Hell if I know. But she's obviously not in her right mind, and a private facility would be more comfortable than a state-run one."

Jack followed him out, shaken. Once they were in a seldom-used corridor, they wrapped around each other. They stood, silent, just feeling the other breathing for several minutes. They drew apart slightly at a small "Jack" at their feet.

The blobs were clustered around their ankles, arms outstretched. Gabe sighed and scooped them up, cuddling them between Jack and himself.

"Ange?"

Jack scritched the one that asked. "She's gonna be a bit linger than planned."

"Ange!" That started a clamor among the blobs, and Gabe scowled at them.

"Fine." He scooped them all up and marched to the medical wing.

Jack watched him go, then pulled out his phone with a sigh. "Jesse? Hold off on leaving just yet. Gabe and I are coming."

—

Angelica claimed the room she had last time, making a few calls to arranged for a wardrobe while Lena studied the room service menu. She wasn't expecting to be front and center in the upcoming plans, but she knew that she would reflect on the brothers.

"Oooh! Want ta split a baked Brie? Or we could get the sushi guy to come up. Oh! And there's some ramen!"

"I'll share the Brie, and try not to spend too much of Hanzo and Genji's money. It's rude."

Lena stuck her tongue out and placed an order. Angelica shook her head, amused, and pulled out her phone when it buzzed.

-Jesse, Hanzo, Genji, Gabe and I are en route, be there in around an hour. The beans are coming, too.

She smiled and gave Lena a heads up, deciding to take a quick nap. The day had been longer than she expected, and was looking to be longer.

She was half-asleep when she heard voices in the main room. She sighed, considering getting up when the door opened and the light came on low.

"Hey," Gabe said, pecking her cheek as the beans chanted her name.

She turned her head to kiss him back. "Hey, yourself. How's Ana?"

He and Jack shared a look and she winced, pulling a bean close. "That bad?"

"Yeah. Gérard thought we shouldn't be on base for now," Jack explained, settling down next to her.

She rose, throwing on a pair of sweatpants and heading out. Lena sat in the middle of the room, several trays of room service scattered in front of her. Jesse was in the process of snagging a french fry, scowling as she blinked and stole it back.

"Hey! So, I figure they haven't eaten, and you need to discuss things, so food!"

She settled down between Jack and Gabe, the beans sprawled on her lap, and made up a plate. "So, what do you need me to do?"

Hanzo smiled. "Probably nothing. This is my battle, and Genji's."

"Support would be appreciated, but show up and look pretty. Maybe glare at some of them," Genji added.

She nodded, allowing the conversation to go where it would. She felt herself drifting off and snuggled closer to Gabe. She was asleep not long after.

She woke briefly as she was moved into their room, but drifted off again as the beans cuddled around her.

—

She woke, startled, as Jack rolled over. She looked over his shoulder and saw that it had only been a few hours. She adjusted her pillow and cuddled against Jack's back, letting herself drift again.

She woke again as the mattress shifted. She was lying on her stomach, one foot against Jack's back. She looked over and saw Gabe standing by the bed, eyes dancing as he grinned.

"You almost managed it."

Jack shifted when Gabe spoke, and promptly fell off the bed, causing the beans to start squeaking in alarm.

"And there we go," Gabe laughed.

"Are you okay?" she called, pushing herself up.

"Yeah. Not my favorite way of waking up, though. Wonder if we can arrange for a bigger bed here, though," Jack muttered from the floor.

"Or claim the middle. I think we were both trying to get closer to you."

Jack glared at Gabe. "Bigger bed."

Angelica tried to suppress a giggle. "I'm sorry, Jack."

"Don't be. He does it all the time." He heaved himself up and headed to the bathroom.

"I don't like being cold. And he's like a furnace. It's not my fault he tries to escape," Gabe said, primly.

She threw a pillow at him and clambered out of the pile of blankets. Gabe flopped back on the bed while she puttered around, grabbing her clothes and dressing behind the divider.

"So, I think Lena, Jack, and I should stay behind for now, while you, Jesse, and the Shimadas go talk to whoever you need to talk to."

"Makes sense," she replied, walking around the divider. "I'm guessing that's what was agreed on last night?"

Gabe hummed, agreeing, as he rose up to steal a kiss. "Yep. Take care of yourself."