The Villain Wrangler | Overwatch

Epilogue

Angelica studied herself in the mirror. The dress was simple, almost plain, with a small amount of lace on the bodice keeping it from being boring. She smoothed a hand over the white silk, hands shaking with nerves.

"Breathe, Director," Hanzo said, holding out her bouquet. "I hardly think either of them are planning on running."

She accepted the flowers. "I know they won't, but...."

"But you're terrified. You look beautiful, regardless."

She picked at the flowers. "I shouldn't have done the dress. It's not a real-"

"You are about to pledge your life and love to two men who will return that pledge. The law is irrelevant. This is a marriage, and you deserve the dress."

She glared at him. "You aren't going to let me panic, are you?"

His lips quirked in a small grin. "No. That is why you asked me to be here."

They looked over as the door opened, and Gérard stuck his head in.

"Ah, good. It's almost time."

"Oh, god, this is really happening," she muttered as she took Gérard's arm.

"Not to late to bolt. I'm sure I could give you a five minute head start," he replied.

She glared at him, but didn't say anything as he led her to the main hall. Hanzo grabbed her train as she passed, arranging the skirts and keeping them clear of the ground.

There was a happy, high-pitched squeal when she stepped into view, and a small, blonde missile attached itself to her legs. She grinned and carefully pulled her off. Christa Morrison beamed up at her, rosy-cheeked and missing a front tooth.

—

Three weeks prior:

"Mrs. Morrison? I don't know if you remember me. Angelica Coffey?"

"Oh, yeah, the sweet lady who found Reaper for Christa! What can we do for you?" was the warm reply.

"Well, you know Reaper was Commander Reyes, and all that drama?" At her hum of agreement, Angelica went on. "Well, we heard that Christa was doing better, and well," she took a deep breath. "Commander Morrison, Commander Reyes, and I are together, and having a ceremony, and I was thinking, well, we'd really only met because of Christa. I was calling to ask if she'd be willing to be the ring bearer?"

—

"You're so pretty!" Christa announced, beaming up at her.

"So are you. You ready for this?"

She bobbed her head frantically, and accepted the pillow with the rings with a fiercely determined look. The dragons flowed ahead of her, scattering flower petals along the blue runner along the floor. Christa walked out after them, face screwed up in concentration. Angelica hid a smile as she saw Gabe and Jack at the far end of the room.

They had dug out their old uniforms and medals and stood, flanking Wilhelm at the impromptu altar. They had turned when the doors opened, Torbjörn and Lena flanking Jack and Jesse and Genji flanking Gabe. She took a breath and stepped forward, arm in Gérard's with Hanzo walking behind.

She stopped between her two men, unaware of the platform clearing out, unaware of Wilhelm's proclamation on love and marriage.

"You're beautiful," Jack whispered, taking her hand and pressing a kiss to the back.

Gabe just beamed, sliding his hand to the small of her back as he blinked back tears.

"And the vows?" Wilhelm asked.

Jack nodded, gazing into her face. "I take you as you are, loving who you are now and who you are yet to become. I promise to listen to you and learn from you, to support you and accept your support. I will celebrate your triumphs and mourn your losses as though they were my own. I will love you and have faith in your love for me, through all our years and all that life may bring us."

Angelica blinked back tears. "Today, I promise you this: I will laugh with you in times of joy, and comfort you in times of sorrow. I will share in your dreams and support you as you strive to achieve your goals. I will listen to you with compassion and understanding, and speak to you with encouragement. Together, let us build a home filled with learning, laughter, and light, shared freely with all who may live there. Let us be partners, friends, and lovers, today and all of the days that follow."

She turned to face Gabe, who beamed at them both. "I, Gabriel, do pledge you both my love, for as long as I live. What I possess in this world, I give to you. I will keep you and hold you, comfort and tend you, protect you and shelter you, for all the days of my life."

"I choose you. To stand by your side and sleep in your arms. To be joy to your heart and food for your soul. To learn with you and grow with you, even as time and life change us both. I promise to laugh with you in good times and struggle alongside you in bad times. I promise to respect you and cherish you as an individual, a partner, and an equal, knowing that we do not complete, but complement each other."

She accepted the rings from Christa and slid them on both of them, letting Gabe slid hers on. She handed Christa the flowers and flung her arms around their necks.