Overwatch x Mother!Reader

The End of an Era

"Now I would like to present the face of Overwatch. Jack Morrison!", the crowd applauded. Jack calmly walked along the stage as the sponsor began to sit down next to Reyes and Mercy. Mercy had her medical attire with her glasses on and a nice pair of golden studded earnings to compliment them. Reyes sat with his leg rudely on the other. His suit did not seem to have been ironed, but it was maintained. Jack sighed into the microphone. The crowd was on the edge of their seat they seemed that they would fall right off the edge. Jack began his speech.

"Welcome to Overwatch Headquarters!" 

(Y/N) loudly exhaled. You were so relived that it was over. Jack's excruciating speech was insightful and inspiring, heartwarming even but overall long and tedious. Her messy (h/t) was in a neat ponytail with two identical curls curving around her face. You You head to the catering table. Damian was holding onto your fingers as he walked alongside your face. Your evening dress was that of a simple design, a bold (f/c) with two white stripes at the rim of the fabric. You thought he was too young to wear such an uptight suit, instead you gave him a light (F/C) shirt with some white cargo shorts. His little red shoes would light up with every struggling step he took. This little boy always tried his best to keep up with the adults who he would soon surpass. When you got to the table you picked him up and laid him on your chest. You placed a light kiss on his head. He wiped his forehead.

"Aww you don't like mommies kisses anymore?", you playfully asked.

"I am a Big Boy", he crossed his arms around you neck and set his head on your shoulder. He seemed to be going through a "mature" phase right now. You could only guess where it came from.

"Are you hungry right now, Duckie", your eyes glazed amongst the many different choices of food.

"Ice cream", he started to jump up and down in your arms. You had to reposition him with two hands. The sudden abrupt action left you to be a bit shaken, but you felt a supportive hand on your inner back. The warmth of the palm was familiar. The person's other hand placed on Damian's head and scuffled up his hair. The smell of fresh cigar smoke and gunpowder filled your lungs. 

"Hello Darlin~", Mcree gave you a side embrace with a light grip on your shoulder. His eyes still youthful despite his aging. He had his shaggy brown hair in a combed ponytail, the slight amount of gel shining in the light.

"What you gettin, Big Boy", he turned to Damian pinching him lightly on his cheek as he gleefully smiled. Damian laughed like a lovestruck fangirl.

"Mommy's getting me Cake", you jolt at the fib. You turn your head to your little Duckie. Mcree picked up on your body language as he saw your reaction. Mcree smooth down his gel that  held down his hair. He signed in disbelief as he readjusted his rusting belt that read,"BAMF" with one hand and the other pulling him closer into you.

"Damina. You know big boys don't eat cake without they'r mama's purmission", he fell silent as he looked into your eyes. He started to make the puppy-dog face he made since the first time you had met him. As always you may have won the battle, but never the war. A defeated sigh left your lips.

"Only if he eats all of his greens", Mcree gave Damian a little fist bump at your loss.

"Well neither of you would want cake if you are as you say, "Big Boys", Genji began to pour himself some soup that was next to the extravagant display of sandwiches. He didn't wear a suit he was in is usual Blackwatch outfit with nothing more. Your body didn't even stutter as he made his appearance know, but Mcree. He seem to still be starled by Genji's ninja act. Mcree held onto his chest as though he was having a heartattack. You noticed the sight stubble that began to appear along his face.

"Genji! You tryin to give people heartattacks"

"(Y/N) didn't seem to mind", he held the glass bowl and began to blow onto it.

"W-Well not all of us are weirdos like (Y/N)", you rolled your eyes at Mcree's stammering response. You began to make Damian's plate along with yours as the two had their little quarrel.

"I am just making an obvious observation", he pinched Mcree's hand. In response he recoiled his hand.

"What was that for!"

"Not all ladies want a man's touch. Give (Y/N) some respect, Mcree", Mcree walked behind you into Genji's vicinity. He swiped Genji's cooling soup from out of his bionic hands. Genji's red eyes began to glow as he aggressively squinted. You removed yourself as you noticed the boy's argument began to become even more heated. You carried the plates on top of each other. You saw a hand waving for your attention. It was Mercy. She was with Ana,Vincent,Lena and Xiomara. You awkwardly walk to her invitation. Xiomara's presence create a little gape in your heart, not because of who she married. It was because after the miscarriage she was always silent when you were around and would just stare at you, just as her husband would.

"Hey Gals!", you are finally in the circle that the girls have created. Tracer was energetic as ever. She tightly hugged you, the plates almost fell because of that but she apologized. She gave Damian a little pinch on the cheek.

"High five Damian!", He gave her a hard sounding high five. She responded with pretending she was hurt, he found it very amusing.

"So where are vey sitting", Angela asked

"We should go the gardens. Ohhh the Garden's are so lovely during this time of year.", Lena pointed to the open door that lead to the front of the building. Mercy took your plates as she held hers. All the women and the single man in your group started to walk towards that location. You tried to pick up a conversation with Xiomara, but she dismissed you with a light grunt as she sped up with the rest of the group. You went silent as you held onto your lethargic son. Jack's speech must have made him a bit tired.

You all sat on the white benches that were provided for the ceremony. Damian sat between your lap as you were sitting on the green grass. Vincent sat on the grass on the other side of the bench with Ana, Mercy and Xiomara between. You talked to Ana about Damian's new "Big Boy" phase that you suspect Mcree started. You fixed his hair as he eat. He was napping in your lap as the adult conversation became more adult. Vincent talked about the new things Jack was up to behind the scenes of Overwatch. Mercy commented on how terrible he was for telling them such things. Xiomara was silent throughout the conversation looking down as she slowly ate her food. Meryc's face seemed to dull as she said,"Are you alright,(Y/N)". The group went silent and then turned to you. Xiomara of course never lifted her gaze.

"What are you talking about Mercy?", you responded with a bit of unhigement in your voice.

"The things I talked to you about a while ago. The unaging of your body". Everyone looked at you in shock.

"I thought you just had a good skin care routine. How would have known you got superpowers now", Vincent lightheartedly commented. Ana's eyes were still widened at the new information.

"I thought so too, but Angela it's not serious. It's not like I'm dying~", Angela interrupted you.

"You could be and We would never know!Do you even know where it came from!", she roused from her seat. Her eyes had light tears that began to form in her eyes. Vincent got up to settle her down, but she ignored him and continued. The sudden commotion woke from the sudden chaos in his environment.

"Why aren't you worried. You need to worry. Your days could be numbered. You could die at anytime"

"Is mommy going to die!", Damian's started to glisten with his tears. Ana went down to him and comforted him as she wrapped an arm around you huddling you three together.

"Mommy isn's going to die, Duckie. Mommy's okay."

"If you won't do it for us or yourself. Do it for your son. Damian already lost his father. Don't make him lose a mother next!"

"You have no right,Angela!", you angerly responded to her criticism. You held Damian closer. Your eyes squinted with what felt like a fire behind them, your teeth felt as though they got sharper. You were about to verbally jab at her, but you stopped when you heard a faint voice.

"As usual (Y/N) is bestowed another gift", Xiomara declared unexpectedly with no stammer in her voice.

"W-What-"

BOOM!