"Easy... that's it... you're okay..."
Jesse pats your back and holds your hair back as you hunch over the toilet, vomiting and crying. You sit back on the bath mat, lightheaded. You wipe your mouth and hiccup. Every time you close your eyes, you see... her. That woman. You hit your temples in a useless attempt to get it out of your head.
"I really don't feel good..." you say, clutching your stomach, "I need to see Angela..."
"Alright, I'll take ya. Come on." Jesse lifts you up and helps you out of the bathroom.
Outside of the door to Angela's office, you hear two people talking.
"I know, but we can't have her here!"
"Where else is she supposed to go?"
"She's a child, Ana! Keeping her here would put her in danger. If Gibraltar gets attacked, we're risking her life. Not to mention that this is an Overwatch base!"
"And where are we going to send her? An orphanage? One of those immigrant 'refugee centers?' Those places are Hell on earth!"
"There's nothing we can do right now. She'll stay here until we can find somewhere safe for her to stay."
Ana walks out of Angela's office and doesn't even acknowledge you. She looks furious. You walk in and see Angela sitting on her desk, hand on her temple. She looks up at you.
You feel a little uncomfortable. "Dr. Ziegler, if it's a bad time, I can..."
"No no, come in." Angela hops off her desk and walks over to you. "What seems to be the problem?"
"She ain't feelin' too good. She threw up." Jesse sits you down in a chair and Angela feels your forehead.
"You're very cold. I'll take you to the examination— Wait, no." Angela opens a drawer and takes out some equipment.
"Why can't we go into the exam room?" You ask.
Angela looks to the side. "Um... Ayah is asleep in there."
"Ayah?"
"The little girl. I'm treating her for a concussion and a broken arm. She can't speak English, when she even speaks at all, so I've been using a translator. She has no other family and we can't find anywhere for her to stay."
You start to feel sick. You look up at Jesse and point at a trash can in the corner of the room. He quickly grabs it and you vomit into it. Jesse walks over to you.
"I get it. Ya feel guilty. Ya feel like what happened to Ayah's mom is your fault, right?" Jesse kneels down in front of you, placing his hand on your shoulder.
You feel a lump in your throat and your eyes beginning to sting. "I can't stop seeing her... I could've done better... I could've saved her..."
Jesse wraps his arms around you and holds you tightly.
"Shhhhh... Ya can't blame yourself... ya did the best ya could and that's all that matters." Jesse kisses the top of your head. "You're breakin' my heart."
You latch onto him and sob uncontrollably. Your breath rattles and your nose gets clogged. You hear a door creak open. A frail, ratty-looking little girl with a bright purple cast on her left arm peeks through the door. You look up and make eye contact with her before she closes the door. You wipe your face and stand up, walking over to the door.
"Ayah?" You say, knocking gently. "Can I talk to you for a second?"
The door slowly opens a little and the little girl looks up at you. You kneel down and smile.
"Hey. I'm {Y/N}. I'm the one that brought you here. I know you're scared, and I doubt you can understand me, but I want to do what I can to make you happy. I'm sorry about what happened, all of it. But I..."
Ayah wraps her bony arms around you and sighs. You feel her cast rub against the back of your neck. You stroke her matted hair and kiss the top of her head.
"Have ya ever considered..." Jesse speaks up as you lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, "maybe Ayah wants to get adopted by us?"
You sit up. "What!? Are you crazy!? I don't know the first thing about children!"
"Ya did a good job calming her down." Jesse buttons his shirt in the mirror. "Maybe ya do, but you're denyin' it."
You groan and sit up. "Jesse, I'm not ready to be a mother! Especially while I'm at this point in my life, I'm just not sure about who I am. I have abandonment issues when it comes to kids. Remember what happened to me? I don't want the same thing to happen to Ayah. I see myself in her. I don't want to get her hopes up and then leave her out on the streets to fend for herself and then sooner or later there's going to be another Whisper Killer out there. Emotionally, I can't bear that weight."
"But why? I can help ya through it!" Jesse walks over to you and holds your hands. "Your mother had to raise ya on her own. I won't let ya abandon Ayah."
You pull your hands away and clutch your hair. "Shut up!! Just shut up, Jesse!! God fucking dammit, just drop it!! It's not happening!! End of discussion!!"
Jesse takes a step back. "I-I..."
You realize what you did. You sit up. "No, I didn't mean..."
"No, you're right." Jesse lets out a long sigh. "I shouldn'tve pressured ya. I'm sorry, {Y/N}. I went too far. I... I need a smoke. I'll be back."
You reach for Jesse as he leaves your bedroom. You bury your face in your pillow and let out a muffled scream. After giving your pillow a few good punches to vent your complex emotions, you pick up your phone and text Finn.
You: Hey.
Finn: You sound upset
Finn: What's up?
You: ????
Finn: The period at the end of your hey. It sounds aggressive
You: Guess you're right lol
You: But yeah, I am upset
Finn: I assume you want to talk about it?
You: Yeah
You explain the situation to Finn in a single wall of text.
Finn: Shit
Finn: That's rough buddy
You: Yeah :/
Finn: The little girl's name was Aya right?
You: Ayah
You: Wait
You realize what Finn is getting at.
You: OH
You: OH SHIT
You: OMG
You: NO WAY
Finn: Shhhhhhh
Finn: I haven't even talked to Ross yet jeez >_<
You: U HAVE NO IDEA
You: THE WEIGHT LIFTED OFF OF ME
You: I 👏AM 👏SO👏RELIEVED 👏
Finn: It's not that big of a deal stfu
You: UH YEAH IT IS FINN
You: WTF DO U MEAN IT'S NOT A BIG DEAL THIS IS LIKE THE BIGGEST DEAL EVER
You: IM GONNA BE AN AUNT
Finn: okay it is kinda a big deal
Finn: guess you're right lolllll -^-
You: HA
Finn goes offline for a few minutes. You rest your phone on your chest and sigh. Jesse walks back into the room, reeking of tobacco. He sighs and gets into bed with you. He puts his hand on your hip and his chin on your shoulder. You feel your phone vibrate and you look at it.
21:45
New Messages (1)
Finn Carlson (I'll change it when he gets married): He said yes. It's happening omg 🎉🎉🎉
You smile and rest your head on your pillow. You put your hand on top of Jesse's and fall asleep.
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Bad Name (McCree X Reader)
FanfictionYou're Ireland's deadliest hired assassin. After years of running from the government, you decide to take a little vacation out of the country. While you're away, you meet someone just like you.
