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It almost felt surreal to... see her. To be here and look at that woman who’d been a relatively important part of his life before. The one who had patched him up whenever a mission had gone quite rough, who always had been by their side to make sure they all made it out alive. Angela Ziegler, also just called Mercy by some. Still here, after all this time.
Even after Overwatch had fallen, after all these years that had passed by. She’d reacted to the call, as McCree had, and somehow the Cowboy hadn’t really ... expected to see her.
Why? No clue. He’d just imagined she would be somewhere else, maybe. Somewhere more safe. Working at a clinic or something instead of still willing to go on with what she’d done before.
Especially since Jack... and Gabe... since they...
McCree pushed that thought away as he stepped through the room filled with people, hazel hues resting here and there to take in the sight as he made his way over to the woman, thumbs hooked under his belt in a lazy gesture.
“Ain’t that a surprise. The one an’ only Angela Ziegler.” A smile spread over his lips as he spoke, clearing his throat after a while.














