Hmm… I only wrote for McCree because I didn’t know how Hanzo and Genji would react to it? i might try to write it again later in case someone requests ^-^ this is pretty long o.O
Your head hurt. Your throat was dry. Everything… Ached.
“Darlin’?” a familiar voice spoke as the person touched your shoulders. “Jesse, please step away so I can examine them,” another familiar voice spoke.
Wake up, you thought to yourself, wake up!
But you couldn’t.
Everything was dark, you couldn’t open your eyes or move your fingers… You couldn’t move at all.
Open your eyes, you yelled in your thoughts.
But you couldn’t.
You wanted to scream. You were in so much pain and you couldn’t move – you wanted to wake up.
For days you spent time listening to your surroundings. That was pretty much the only thing you could do.
You woke up four days later. Your head was still aching but you could move, you could open your eyes.
“Y/N? How are you doing?” Angela asked you, standing next to your bed. “What… Happened?” you groaned
“That’s not important… What’s important, is that you’re okay,” she sighed. You looked around – you were in… a hospital room? Angela’s office…
Jesse was sleeping on the chair next to the bed, his head next to your arms.
“He has been waiting for you to wake up… I think he’ll be happy when he sees you,” the doctor smiled, patting your shoulder.
You nodded, clenching your eyes shut as you kept bending your fingers over and over – they just felt so itchy…
“Do you… remember what happened?” she asked worriedly. You frowned as you tried to think about it. “I… I remember coming home from work but that’s it,” you sighed.
She solemnly nodded, “Don’t worry, everything will be fine.”
You wanted to believe that but somehow, you doubted she was right.
A few minutes later, your boyfriend woke up. “Y/N?” he smiled, quickly standing up to hug you. “Hey…” you whispered, gently hugging him back.
“How are you? Are you okay?” he sighed, plopping back down in his seat. You softly smiled, “I’m fine…”.
“We were so worried about you… I-I… We didn’t know if you were still… alive,” he confessed and you frowned, “What happened?”.
He looked at you and asked, “You don’t… You don’t remember what happened?”. You shook your head and he closed his eyes, “I-It’s not important…”
You glared at him and he took a deep breath, “You were kidnapped by Talon.”
Your eyes widened, “I… I was?”. And suddenly, you remembered.
You remembered being dragged into an alleyway. You remembered being locked up in a cage. You remembered being tied to a chair as they tortured you.
You remembered everything…
He took your hand in his and sighed, “We saved you, just in time.”
You looked at your hands. You remembered how something similar happened with Amélie Lacroix.
She ended up killing her husband.
You… Weren’t going to kill Jesse, right? No… They said you were fine, they saved you…
Then why were you pressing a gun against his head, only two weeks later?
“Darlin’, you don’t want to do this…” he whispered. You sobbed, “I have to… The headaches won’t go away until I do this…”.
“Y/N… Put the gun down… We can still help you, you don’t have to do this… Don’t let Talon win…” Jesse breathed out.
You closed your eyes, “I have to…”
You were distracted and McCree took the opportunity to take the gun out of your hand.
Of course it caught you off guard, but before you could fight back, he hugged you.
He held you tightly, preventing you from trying to take the gun. “I’m so sorry…” you cried out and he just kept holding you, “It’s okay… It’s going to be okay.”