~ Team Fortress 2 Oneshots ~ {FINISHED}

Spy x Reader {2} {Continuation}

Idea by: FemPyroshark
Thanks, mon ami! I think I made this more happy than depressing. Oh well.
>:D

(G/N) = Girl's Name

Three years later...

You finished setting the table for dinner with Laurent. You had prepared Baked Chicken Cordon Bleu that night. It was one of your favorites, thanks to your husband. You were setting down the last glass when you heard the front door click and open.

"I'm back from work, (Y/N)," a familiar voice said. You looked up to see Laurent taking off his Fancy Fedora. He smiled when he saw you. There was something he wanted to show you, something that Sniper had given him. Spy walked over to you and hugged you. "How are you, mon amour?"

You smiled. "I'm great now that you're here, Laurent." He looked up from you and noticed the dinner on the table.

"Chicken Cordon Bleu?"  Spy walked over to the table and examined the food. "Ah, mon ange, you're always preparing such great food for me..." You rolled your eyes and sat down at the table.

  "Come on, you haven't even tried it yet, Laurent!" He chuckled and sat down across from you.

"You are right. I haven't! But I already know it will taste magnificent!" You watched as he took a bite and his expression light up. "See? I was right!" You grinned and began to eat your food. Okay...here goes nothing... "(Y/N), I was wondering if I could show you something..."

You looked up from your food, curious. "Yes?"

"Well, Sniper showed me this at work..." Laurent handed you a cut newspaper article. As you read it, your hands began to slightly shake.

"New French restaurant, La Recette, opens!" You read aloud. You looked up at your husband, surprised. He smiled at your reaction. "They...they actually have something nice in this dump?!" He laughed.

"Oui, mon ange, they do. It probably won't last long, though, so I was wondering if you wanted to go tomorrow night?"

"Of course!" You exclaimed. "I'd love to!" Spy raised his glass of 1962 Chateau Matador.

"Then tomorrow it is!"

~ Time Skip ~

It was the next evening and you waited anxiously for Laurent to return home. You put on your best outfit and did your hair as nice as you could. However, something felt slightly missing. You glanced at an old photo of your family. You smiled. If only (D/N) was here...but you knew she wouldn't want you to be sad about her death. Yes, you mourned for her death, but you had promised her that you would be happy from there on out. As you placed the finishing touches on your outfit, you heard the front door open. Laurent was back.

Spy walked into the house, excited. Tonight would be the perfect night for mon amour. He placed his Cosa Nostra Cap on a rack and looked around the room. Strange...normally you would have been done getting ready by now. "(Y/N)?"

"I'm almost done!" He heard your voice call out. Spy nodded and walked to his bedroom and knocked on the closed door.

"May I come in?"

"Yeah, sure." Spy opened the door to see (Y/N) smiling at him.

"You seem like you're ready to go," he said. (Y/N) nodded.

"Yep. Hehe...are you ready to go now or...?"

"Hold on! I need to get ready, too, (Y/N)!"

"Oh...hehe...sorry about that, Laurent. I'm just been a bit excited, that's all." Spy nodded, carefully listening to her as he changed. "You know, we haven't gone out to eat in years! The last time we had to drop off (D/N) at my mom's house for an hour..." You smiled at the memory. That night was going so well for the two of you. The food was delicious, Laurent had been his usual, romantic self, and it seemed like a great break from taking care of a baby. All was well until the kitchen was blown up by the BLU Team and the place burned down to the ground. Ever since then, Teufort never had anywhere good to go besides the library with two books.

You felt a hand on your shoulder and turned around to see Laurent in his Frenchman's Formals outfit. You smiled. "You look great in that suit!" you told him.

  "And you look so beautiful, mon ange, " he said back. You began to blush.

"Stop it! Come on, we should get going..." Spy took your hand.

"Oui. We should. I don't want us to miss our reservation," he said. The two of you walked out of the house and Spy locked the door behind you. "La Recette isn't too far from here and when I drove by it earlier the parking lot was full. I suggest we walk, it'll be easier that way. Besides..." He looked at you and smiled. "...who wouldn't want a walk under the stars?" You smiled.

"I would love to, Laurent." The two of you began to walk down the road, hand in hand.

(G/N) sat in the alleyway, staring at the new restaurant from across the street. She had seen so many rich and fancy people walk in there. (G/N) looked at her last dollar that laid in her hand. She wished she could go in there and eat the fancy food they ate but all she had left was this dollar. If only...

Spy looked around the quiet town of Teufort. He was happy that you seemed so excited for the dinner date. He noticed La Recette was in the distance. Spy began to point it out to you, but before he could finish, you began to walk quickly towards it, dragging Spy with you. He laughed and walked faster to keep up with you. "You really are excited, aren't you?" You nodded.

"You know I am, Laurent!" She turned her head to look at a building and almost instantly her smile turned to a frown and she froze immediately. Spy turned to look at his wife, concerned.

"(Y/N)?" He looked over at where she was looking and noticed a pair of eyes staring at them from a dark alleyway. "...?" (Y/N) let go of her husband's hand and slowly walked over to the strange person in the shadows.

"Hello...?" she whispered to it. Spy put his hand on her shoulder.

"(Y/N) be careful..." he said. (Y/N) ignored him and knelt in front of the person.

"Hello, I'm (Y/N) and this is Laurent! What's your name?" Spy watched from behind, unsure what to do.

"...(G/N)..." you heard a young girl say.

"(G/N)? That's a pretty name," you told the girl. You extended your hand to her. Hesitantly, (G/N) took it. Your eyes widened when you saw her. She looked almost like (D/N), but older and with torn up clothes. "Um...do you have a family, (G/N)? I don't see anyone with you." (G/N) shook her head. You gasped and turned to Spy with a pleading look that was extremely familiar to him. "Laurent, we have to take her in!"

"I know you do, (Y/n), but-"

"Laurent! We can't leave her here out on the streets! She's probably been through a lot already and a lot more stuff could happen! It's not safe!"

"(Y/N)...Y-"

"Please, mon beau, I just want to give her a happy li-" Spy raised his hand and you quickly fell silent. It stayed silent for a few moments until he began to speak.

"If you would let me finish, you would know that I think we should." You smiled and hugged him before hugging (G/N), who looked surprised and confused. "Now, who knows how long she's been out here and what her health is like? We need to bring her to a doctor."

"You have a medic on your team, remember?" You pointed out.

"Yes, yes. And clothes and- oh no, look at the time! If we don't hurry up we'll miss our reservation!" You looked at (G/N) and smiled.

"Let's bring her with us! I'm sure she's hungry!"

"Do you think they'll allow her? I only set it up for two people."

"They'll allow it," you told Spy. "I'll make them allow it."

"Of course you will," Spy muttered. "You always find a way." You smiled and looked down at (G/N).

"Come on, we're all going to go eat, okay?" She nodded. You continued to stare at her, hoping you weren't making the girl feel uncomfortable. She looks so much like (D/N), you thought. The memories of (D/N)'s death flashed in your mind. No...that isn't going to happen again... You looked back at your husband and smiled. Nothing will break this family apart. We will just keep getting stronger every time.

The End

NOW THIS IS THE ENDING :P And wow...I never thought I would actually write a happy scene for this Spy x Reader >_< Kinda sad...meh. Oh well. I'mma go finish my summer work now... :P