I'll Have You in My Sights [ Jack Morrison x Reader ]

I'll Be Right Behind You

It has been two weeks since I finally learned how to shoot a gun, but it has felt like only a day.

Leaves were flying at me as I ran. I had been reading a book outside, and now I was being called to the HQ. I only worried what could have happened.

"Can I speak to you in my office?" Jack asked me. I nodded, realizing the urgency of the situation.

Jack told me about a company that seemed innocent in a naive person's eyes. "Machinery Corporation. Also know as M.C." He told me. They looked great in the public eye but were actually planning another disaster, like the Omnic Crisis.

I was going to have to use my people skills to fit into a group of murders. Rich murders. Easy enough.

"Where is this going down?" I couldn't help but feel a tad bit of excitement.

"At a gala. That is our location where you are supposed to meet them. I was invited to this gala as well, for the public to see M.C. as a safe and unsuspicious company."

"How do I relate to the gala if they ask me?"

"I'll be taking you, as my guest. I got two spots due to my high status. I'll be with you the entire time. They think this will make me see them as no threat." He scoffed at the thought of someone underestimating him.

"Okay."

"Get changed, we have to go as soon as possible."

"Okay." I looked at him, wondering if he was going to tell me what to wear. I've never been to a gala, the only time I've heard the word was when a rich guy threw out scraps to our orphanage. "Uh...Jack?"

"Yes?"

"This may seem a little weird but uh...What should I wear? I don't know what people wear to those things." I was embarrassed at my own stupidity.

"Oh. Yeah. Okay..." Jack laughed a bit. He quickly flashed back to seriousness. "Find an elegant gown and have your hair straightened. Rich people like it." I pressed for an explanation but he just shrugged.

"Okay!!!" I rush towards the medical bay.

Mercy was not on call at the moment. She became my best friend over the past few weeks. What can I say, she's just a really like-able person.

"Angela!!!! I need help!"

"Yes?"

"I need to look fancy!!!" I caught her off guard.

"Okay. Okay. Okay." She nodded. "We've got a lot of work to do then!"

*****

I walked to Overwatch's landing pad. I had nearly waddled half the way due to these awful things called high heels. I had been eyed by many men as I waddled. I finally caught the hang of these wretched stilts when I made it outside.

I made my way over to the only familiar face, Jack. His eyes glanced over as I made my way towards him. He seemed taken a back by the sudden transformation I had made. I was wearing a long black, formfitting gown, gloves, heels, and a pair of clip on earrings. I felt so weird, and did not like the way I looked.  My face was caked with makeup, not to the point of overdoing it though. Angela did a pretty good job.

Jack muttered under his breath before talking directly to me. "You are going to do great. Ladies first."

I hesitated to get in the helicopter.

"Don't worry. You can do this. I'll be right behind you." Jack made a small smile to me. I suddenly remembered the urgency of the situation and rushed into the helicopter. Jack followed.

Before I knew it, I'd be surrounded by murders. Rich murders.

Sorry I haven't posted in a while! I had finals. Now school is out and I can do much more for you guys! Thanks for waiting and reading my stories! ❤️