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(Alright so this was written because of some sad headcanons that were made up in a groupchat I'm in and I'm emotional and this was a little bit rushed but it hurt me too much to continue writing anything further)

  She wasn’t sure why she bothered to keep it.

  This absolutely stupid teddybear that just so happened to hold the Overwatch symbol upon its body. Amélie, or better known as Widowmaker now, wasn’t even sure why she had it. She couldn’t remember. All she knew was that she felt a strange connection to the damned thing, being outright protective of it. As if it were a glass item that would break if out of her care, she never allowed anyone else to handle it.

  Sombra had once joked about taking it from her, Amélie didn’t know why she reacted the way she did. Her mind acted on autopilot, and for the first time she almost thought she felt something. The bubbling emotion deep inside of her. She panicked.

  Gabriel had to pull her off of Sombra.

  Amélie screamed threats directed towards Sombra, who actually looked afraid for one of the first times since Widowmaker has known her.

  Sombra promised never to talk about stealing the bear ever again. The promise made through her own fright, and the demands of Gabriel.

  Days, maybe weeks later, Amélie wasn’t sure anymore, she heard a knock at the door of her room in Talon’s headquarters. She opened it, but found no one. She made a move to step out of room, her foot colliding with something resting on the ground. Her eyes trailed downwards, and she felt her heart drop into her stomach at the sight. Another teddybear, one similar to her own in a way but ripped and burned into disrepair. A note was taped to what remained of the bear, clear purple script that read, “I’m Sorry”. Widowmaker reached down, and picked up the bear, being as gentle as possible without even realizing it. The hand not holding the bear, uncharacteristically shaky while removing the taped note.

  She didn’t think she could cry anymore.

  She wasn’t sure why she was.

  The same Overwatch symbol, but the bear had a name written on its stomach, or at least part of a name.

  “Gera”-

  The rest was covered in what appeared to be a mixture of old, dried blood, and burn marks.

  She clutched the bear tightly to her chest, her tears falling silently as she stared blankly at the wall ahead of her.

  Eventually, unsure of how long later, she went back into her room and closed the door behind her. She spent time examining the stuffed animal she held in her hands, annoyed that she couldn’t place why she felt as if it were important to her.

  Even more-so annoyed that she felt the burning need to have it next to her bear at all times.

  She had knowledge that Reaper had a similar teddybear, coming to the conclusion that it would be best to ask him about them. With that thought, she held both of her bears in her arms, and made his way to the room he was occupying, ignoring the stares that she got along the way. Having both arms filled, she tapped at the door with her foot until it was opened and she was allowed in.

  He was unsure at first, being defensive when asked to explain their story. After some convincing, he complied. First, the story behind her bear, next was the story behind the one she received at her door.

    Hearing the stories made her decide,

  she didn’t want to feel human anymore.

  She didn’t want to remember, but at the same time she wanted to remember all of it, every single detail. Her body shook with each of her heavy sobs, the tears flowing from her eyes refusing to stop. She barely noticed when Gabriel gave her an awkward embrace in an attempt to calm her. She held onto the bears in her arms, clutching onto them. The arm holding Gerald just a bit tighter than the other, as if afraid to lose the thing named after the one she had lost before.

  She refused to let go of him again.