Overwatch x Mother!Reader

Think About me and thank you

~3:54 am~
"Is there something wrong Angela"
"No,just come to my lab,please"
You walked to the lab door. A crack of the door was open. You opened the door. The labs room was pitch dark. The only light source was that of Ziegler's back room. The light barley lit the room it was present in,but it helped direct you from collision with any objects in her lab.
She was hunched over her surgery table. She lookes distressed. Her usual kept ponytail was unraveling ends plucking put. Her organized lab was a mess;papers were all over the floor,some still taking from the ceiling,her computer screens were all cracked or falling off there screens. Blood dripped from the tables and chairs. Angela had her surgical clothes on. What did she do?
"What happened,Angela" ,your shock stopped you from comforting her as you always do. You covered your mouth. The smell of blood riddled throughout the room.This never happens you thought. Angela's not a neatfreak,but she's not a messy person. Thoughts fell through your mind of all the things that happened.
"(Y/N).." ,Angela finally spoke.
"A-Angela wh-",she raised her hand to stop your questioning and looked you in the eyes. Her eyes were clouded you could see she felt pain,sorrow,and sadness inside. What ever happened must have made an only on her. Badly.
"There's no time. Take this",she threw her lab coat off and into the floor. She forced your hand a needle. Her blooded gloves leaving imprints on the sides.
"Wh-"
"When you see him you'll know" ,she walked out of the room with a flashlight. When I see who? Why is she acting like this! Who did she cut up? Was this like the last time when she was trying to save that cat. No. This was different. She was different. This was humanely sorrow. Who did she cut up? You held tighter into the plastic of the needle. What's inside this. Is this poison,a cure?
Your thoughts were stopped when you heard objects fall and Angela's scream.
"ANGELA!" ,You can put and held onto the doorway you scanned the room. The darkness. It seemed darker. Angela wasn't in sight. You heard mechanical clanking and the sizzling of wires. It must be the omnics.
"SHOW YOURSELF OMNIC !!", You scanned the room again. A red glow lightens the room. Your eyes squint at the new light spurce. A slicing sound is ring through you ears.Before you know it a force pulls you back. Luckily. You look up at the doorway. A handful of surgical knives were thrown at the doorway. One of them was lunged in your shoulder. Blood trickled down your upper arm. You attempt to take it out,by then. Adrenaline rushes through you body. A robotic man is in front of you. His body was metal and flesh. His chest moved with his heavy breath. His left side was robotic. The left arm was hanging off by it's end. The wires sizzling and cracking from the swaying of every hard loud breath he made. His seemingly human hand held onto the doorway by one the surgical knives that,you assume he threw.
You both states at each other for what seemed like hours to you. You were too scared to move. He obviously is going to kill you. His eyes radiated through your body. His eyes. There not human,but yet they are. His mouth was cut up,blood flowed down his chin. You examined him further. His stomach was cut open,but not enough for there to be anything really bad. His hair was a spiky black. It looked as if someone put too much gel in their hair this morning. You laughed at yourself. Your about to die but your thinking about how much gel he used in his hair.
Your hand moved slightly and in a instant,he startled you. His thighs on both sides of your hips,t hat held your arms and legs in place. His weapon scrapping your neck,the warmth of your blood flowed from your body. His eyes staring deep into yours. His mouth showing his blooded canines.
"WHAT AM I DOING HERE!!" ,his voice boomed through your ears. It didn't sound like he was angry or homicidal. He sounded scared that was masked with rage.
"Who are you?",you asked. The knife steadily deepened into your neck.
"Not a talker then"
"What did you do to Angela "
"I didn't kill her"
"What am I doing here"
"Well if we're doing greetings I'm (Y/F/N)."
"I didn't ask that"
"Neither did i"
"What delusions are you having woman"
"Omg you assumed my gender!" ,his anger have out and raised his eyebrows in confusion.
You laughed at his confusion.
"What are you laughing" ,his knife now placed on the front of your neck hovering over it.
"I'm laughing cause if your going to kill me I might as well die laughing ". You smiles through your fear. You didn't want to die,but it was inevitable. You closed your eyes awaiting death with a smile on your face.
His knife dropped on the marble floor. He started laughing. His sliced up smile lit up the room. Tears fell from his face as his laughes began to face into cries. His head raised up into the ceiling,his cries echoed the room. You wiggled from under him. He didn't fight back. His body seemed limped,but sturdy. You raised your upper half up. You noticed his features.
He was a child. A young one at that. Barley out of school. His tears and cries. They were so innocent yet destroyed. Like a abandoned child. You placed a hand on his half metal cheek. His tears warming them. You placed your other hand on his fleshy cheek. It reminded you of when your brother would cry when your father would leave for work. So you did what you always did as instinct. You placed your forehead on his. His cries ringing in you ears. You placed his head into your chest. Like your mother would do to you. His hand grappled at the fabric. His head shaking ,his mumbling becoming more pronounced. You placed a hand in the back of his neck and strokes the back of his head.
"Why!Why would he do it! I loved him! Were family! Why!" ,he repeated over and over again. You ignored his words and felt his sorrow. You too have been some what betrayed and abandoned by your family.
"It's ok. It's ok",you whispered and rocked him side to side. You wanted someone to do this for you,but they never came. At least now you can be that someone for someone else.
"(Y/N)!" ,you saw Gabriel. His gun pointing at the crying child,but he didn't seem to notice. His whimpering and crying continued. You forced him closer. You looked at Reyes,letting him know that there was no danger. He nodded and put his guns back into his holsters. Angela limped to the doorway. Blood raining from her head. She didn't seem angry. She was happy. Her smiling like an angel. You smiled too. You then went back to comforting the abandoned child.
~5 hours later ~
"Are you alright" .
"Don't you think you should be asking that kid",you pointed at the door.
" I mean he's the one in surgery "
"That could have been you!" ,he roared. You were surprised. You were one of his agents,but why is he so upset this was your job. Not being a mother,but protecting people through the shadows.
"Gabe" ,you went to hold his hand that hanged on his side.
"Don't GABE MEE!",he slapped you moving hand.
"You could have been the one on Angela's table"
"But I'm not" ,you smile at him for reassurance. It didn't. He seemed even more pissed off. His frown turned into a toothy scowl. He grabbed your hand and placed you into a lock. His body pressed up on your back. Your chest squeezing from his weight into the wall. Your arms was bent on your back. His grip tightening with every try you make to get free.
"What are you doi-", his hand blasted in the wall. Cracks surrounded his impact. You were scared. For the first time in a while you were scared.
"Do you want to die. ",Gabriel mumbled. It was low,but loud enough for you to hear him.
" I am an agent",you cried. You saw his fist tightened at the response.
"I didn't ask if you were an agent. I know your an agent."
"Then why are you acting like this"
"BECAUSE YOUR MY AGENT!!" , you body jumped. Not from the sound of his yelling,but from the caring in his voice.
"Gabriel" ,his fist went limp. His arm lost its tightening grip on your arm. His head dropped in the back of your neck.
"Please don't do that again"
"I won't ,you weren't one for commitment,but Gabe was worth at least one promise.