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The hotel room was quiet, usually I don't bother getting such nice rooms. But when it’s on talons dime, I could use the soft bed. I sat back against the head board, legs pulled up to my chest. My bag and crossbow were sitting against the wall, I had just thrown it there when I got back. I had much more important things on my mind. The only sounds were people walking in the hallway and him, Emre. He was right there, sitting on the ground next to the bed. After almost a decade of dead end and searching he was right there. He looked almost the same as when he’d left, only the .. metal parts were new. But his face, his eyes, it was all the same man.
“ You let your hair grow out,” I said quietly, studying his face.
He looked back and that old smile came back to his face, the one I had so wished to see again “ I can't remember why I did, do you think it looks good”.
“It’s different, you always used to keep yours so short”.
“ Different can be good, your hair is different. But I like it”.
I reached up to touch my hair “ i always kept it in a bun”.
“ but there are braids and that ribbon, that’s new”.
“ It's not a ribbon. That’s childish”.
He laughed the quiet chuckle I had missed “ and you are not childish, i remember how you whined when i told you i was leaving”.
“ I was right, if you hadn't…” my voice trailed off, the silence suddenly sat heavy in the room. I regretted the words as soon as they left my mouth. He looked up at me, but it was like his eyes were looking right through me. Stupid, why would I ever say that.
“ I was going.. I wanted too” he stumbled over his words “ i was coming back for you, i had a plan. For you and I, but I .. I can't remember”.
“ why can’t you” my voice cracked, years of emotions i buried coming back to the surface “ I spent years alone, barely scraping by. All I wanted was you back”.
“ I was going back to Türkiye to look at a house near my parents, for us. I remembered how much you loved it when we visited but… it’s all gone after that”.
I slid off the bed, sitting next to him on the ground “ why didn’t you take me with you, i would have gone with”.
He put his head on my shoulder, hair falling forward “ you loved overwatch, you loved search and rescue, i couldn’t ask you to leave all you love. All i could do was make a home for you to come back too”.
“ I loved you”.
“ Do you still love me, even when I'm like this?”.
“ how could i not, you're the same man you always were Emre”.
“ oh Freja” he reached over grabbing my hand “ i’m not and you know that, you saw me when i was possessed”.
“ Don't say that, we'll find a way to fix” my eyes flashed down to the eye on his chest and back up “ we’ll fix it, together”.
He lifted his head, pressing a kiss to my cheek “ I'm impressed by your faith in us”.
“ Why shouldn't I, only the two best people to come out of overwatch”
He laughed again “ don’t tell Cole or Reinhardt that”.
“ i will, i’ll tell them all, besides they all went crawling back to overwatch”.
“ Maybe because they didn’t have something worth coming home too”.