In Which Gabriel Is Revealed To Be Passionate About Vaccinations
The glory of Overwatch was enjoyed by all, both civilian and warriors alike. Although there were loses, the united group of soldiers provided the firepower to prevent all out annihilation from the omnics.
As such, the poster boy Jack Morrison was made. And with it, full coverage of he and his team.
After another grueling fight, successfully won, interviewers and press swarmed him, begging him for answers to their questions.
Gabriel raised an eyebrow in his direction and smirked, grinning when Jack shot him a look for help.
He was alone in this one.
“Morrison, how did Overwatch know this was going to happen?”
“We didn't, we're just organised and spread out enough that we have the opportunities most don't.” Jack tried to smile for the cameras without making it look constipated.
“Jack, how does Overwatch plan to defeat the omnics?”
“We don't. We want there to be peace and order, harmony between our people if we can. Not senseless fighting.”
“Evac’s rolling in, boss.” Jesse called, nodding upwards towards the incomming ship.
“Well, sorry folks but that's all I have time for.” Jack smiled again, waving goodbye as he tried to make a hasty retreat.
“Is there anything else important you want to say?”
Anything Jack was about to say was cut off as he shouted, two boots landing solidly on his chest and kicking him away.
“Vaccinate your fucking children!” Gabriel shouted, shaking his fist at the cameras. “You don't understand the risks you're taking by not vaccinating them!”
Oh God, Gabe had been staying up late surfing the web again and got passionate about it.
Quickly Jack grabbed Gabriel by his hood, pulling the other man back and murmuring agreement and assent.
“You heard the man, vaccinate your kids. Now shut up and get in the ship, Reyes. Jesus Christ.”
Gabriel continued to shout threats and random statistics as to why people should vaccinate their children as the door shut, pouting with a huff as he was sat down forcibly.
“They'd better-”
“Vaccinate their children, yes I know.” Jack said with a sigh, glaring at McCree to shut him up before he sent Gabe on another tangent.
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Years passed, Overwatch fell, and with its rebirth came the need to reassure the world that Overwatch was necessary and there for them.
Governments desperately tried to track them down, only to be thwarted.
The press loved every word they could garner.
“Soldier: 76, why is Overwatch coming back now?”
“Well it's still illegal for us to operate, and we have few numbers, but we saw that you needed us now more than ever. I may not fully believe it's going to work, but I'm gonna try my damndest to make it work.”
“Is it true that you're Jack Morrison?”
“I used to say he's dead, still do. But yes, I am.”
“And Reaper is-”
Jack flew backwards, Gabriel’s boots connecting with his chest and shoving him almost effortlessly away.
“For fuck’s sake, I've said it before but I'll say it again: Vaccinate your fucking children! I am Death incarnate, I will feast on the souls of all those who refuse!”
Gabriel wraithed over to Hanzo, pulling the other man into view of the cameras.
Hanzo sniffed pitifully and tried to glare, holding tight to Gabriel as the world spun around him.
“Look! This is what fucking happens when you don't vaccinate! My best friend is sick-”
“I have a cold.” Hanzo mumbled, sniffing again before coughing into his hand.
“-and now he's gonna die because you didn't vaccinate! And then your kids are gonna die! And then I'll kill you for not vaccinating them!” Gabriel grabbed a camera and pulled it to his masked face. “I will consume your souls, and use them to kill everyone you know and love. Vaccinate!”
It took Reinhardt throwing Gabriel over his shoulder, and Ana’s sleep dart gun being pressed menacingly to his neck to get him to go into the ship, McCree grinning at Jack the only warning any of them had to the fact that Gabe would be sent on another tangent.
Hanzo sniffed again, slouching where he stood. He had a bruise on his shoulder from where he fell over the second time.
“Come on, soldier, we've got to go convince the idiot to calm down.” Jack motioned.
“I'd rather walk back.”
“He's your best friend.”
“He's your boyfriend. Husband. Thing.” Hanzo started to cough again.
“Damn you to hell.”