Closure

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(Short chapter) 

Standing there in the medical room was the last person you ever wanted to see. Moira was standing there talking to what looked like a doctor when she saw you she turned and gave you one of those smiles you hated. 

"Well, I never thought I would see you again, it's so good to see you y/n" She said with a sarcastic tone. 

You frowned at her, "I wish I would never see you again" 

"Well I am only here for some paperwork" She laughed as she walked towards you, you said nothing.

She took her finger to your chin making you flinch a little, "You look terrible, these eight years must have been rough for you, with Gabriel dead and all" she gave a chilling smile as your eyes narrowed. You still said nothing, you just sort of stared her down with a death glare as she began to walk down the hall laughing. When she left your line of site you let out a sigh of relief as if you just had a standoff with the devil. 

You decided you didn't want medical after that and decided to head off and explore the Talon base.  It was pretty standard, lots of rooms and soldiers walking around, very similar to the Overwatch base except everyone here was on the other side of the law. 

You walked past a window to the gym/training room and you almost walked by until you saw Reaper in there shooting targets, you watched the way he fired his shotguns and you began to think about how similar he and Gabriel fights and it sent you chills. You jumped a little as his mask turned to you and you backed up as he walked to the door. "Do you need something?" He growled you froze before answering "You just remind me of someone, not many soldiers use two shotguns so it is very weird is all" You said a little hesitant. Reaper grunted before going back into the gym but this time you followed him inside, he looked over his shoulder and sighed as he went back to shooting his guns at some targets. "Can I try?" You said enthusiastically he stopped shooting, "No" He huffed and went back to shooting. You sighed and as you did he stopped shooting again and walked over to you and angrily pushed the guns hard into your stomach "I doubt you can handle the recoil" He angrily growled. You laughed at the remark and walked over to the targets. You lifted the guns up and began to fire 8 shots into the targets while not budging the least and hit all your marks, you had a lot of practice with many guns over the years so no recoil bothers you now. Reaper began to laugh a little as he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, you walked over to him and handed the guns back to him, "you were saying" you flashed him a little smile as you walked out of the gym. 

You kept thinking about weird similarities between the two men and it became more and more strange. You shrugged and let the thoughts leave your mind, Gabriel is dead and nothing else mattered you decided that maybe now you should let Gabriel finally die in your mind. 



You have been doing many missions for Talon now and most of which were horrible acts like ways to ruin the now reformed Overwatch or in general make the world a horrible place but you slowly stopped caring. Ever since you joined you began to make a lot of money and you began to have a purpose again and it started to make you feel like a real living person again.


Two months into working with Talon and you made enough to buy something you have wanted to for eight long years, the same kind of Mustang Gabriel Reyes owned. You went all the way to the United States to buy it and then you shipped it over to the Talon base and parked it in the Talon garage. 

You now had a few days off and so you drove it all the way to Switzerland and to the same cliff that you and Gabriel always went to, it was a nine-hour drive. 

On the cliff you looked over Zurich and began to cry over Gabriel, you haven't cried in almost six years. 

You stepped out of the car and walked over to the cliff and stood inches from the drop-off. You pulled out a copy of the photo of Gabriel and took out your lighter and slowly began to burn it, you let the photo slip out of your fingers and the wind took it, "I'm sorry Gabriel, I know you wouldn't approve of my new life and .... I am sorry" you sobbed as you watch the photo fly into the wind. 

You spent the next day in the Mustang on that cliff, this was sort of a closure for Gabriel, for the last eight years you had no closure you just had anger and rage but now you were starting a new life and you needed to let go of the past.

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