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"Nuh-uh," Brigitte said, holding herself back. "No touching. Sit there," she gestured. "Lúce and I will sit here."
Hana looked at Brigitte and Lúcio from across the little courtyard in the park by the beach on the river in Oasis, her mind racing, but staying firmly in control. Her estranged lovers had teleported in from Geneva, with very little warning, but absolutely no interference, or even delay.
Peacetime had all sorts of benefits, as did goddesshood.
They'd said to meet her in the park, and she said yes, without hesitation.
"I... goddammit Hana, I can't do this. I can't stay away. I don't want to."
Hana listened, not distracted - well, maybe a little distracted - by Brigitte's new pet, a Norwegian Forest Cat with bad back legs, hovering around with some kind of jetpack, apparently, to make up for it.
"But I can't be a part of this - not the way you are! I'm not a goddess and I won't live here as one! I just won't!"
"That's okay," Hana replied. "The war's over, we don't even..."
Brigitte shook her head and waved her hands no, stop, I'm talking.
"But here's what I'm afraid of. The minute I touch you again, I know I won't want to leave you again. I mean, I left the first time, but... it'd be hard. And since I won't be staying away, I'll get sucked in, stuck here like everybody else. It happens every time! And everybody's always happy about it! And I guess I would be too, and I'd never even notice my mind changing! And I don't want that. But I do want you, and..."
"I'll leave," Hana said quietly, simply, her voice barely more than a whisper.
If it had been anyone else, Brigitte wouldn't even have heard it. But it was Hana, and so, she did.
"...you'll what?" Brigitte breathed.
"I'll leave Oasis. I'll go."
"What...?"
"I'm not stuck here, you dork. It doesn't work that way, and you spent way too much time listening to Morrison if you think it does. I've been here because I needed to be somewhere I could be myself like I couldn't be in Busan. And besides, we had a job to do."
"You're not? You did?"
"We had to finish what we started in Russia, doy. But now the war really is over. I don't have to be a soldier any more and I'm tired of it. I've been thinking about it anyway. I've made plans. I'll leave."
"You'll leave... them? for us?"
"Like, completely? Nuh-uh! But Oasis, sure. I like it here, and I like my apartment, but it's not Korea. I miss my home. I wanna try to go back."
Lúcio flashed back to the mobs, the crowds of... "The worshippers? You miss that?"
Hana laughed. "Nah, not any of that, that was awful. But..." She grinned. "There's a little more structure now. I put down some rules and they know not to do that any more, and I visited after we signed the peace treaty with Russia, and it kinda worked! It was okay, at least, for a visit. I think I can make a go of it."
"Move back to Korea," Brigitte quietly marvelled, holding the idea in her hands like a fragile duckling. "Where? Busan?" she added, a little more forcibly.
"Iiiiiiiiii... may've bought the old MEKA base," she said, a bit more sparkle in her eyes even than usual.
"What." Lúcio said, as Brigitte just blinked. "The whole facility?"
"Yeah!"
"It was for sale?!"
"Yeah!" she said, excitement on her face. "It's empty but they don't want to tear it down because it's a navigation beacon and network relay and they're thinking of putting a little rescue platform on the bottom of it but it's expensive to keep up just for that so I said what if I just bought it and leased the bottom level back to you and Ecopoint China Sea? They could use it too!"
She stood and walked back and forth, gesturing with her hands just to do something with the extra energy.
"I realised I could make the rest of it, like, a big streaming centre because the uplink back to the mainland is really great. I could have it be a giant tournament palace and a gaming centre, and and and I have so many ideas! I've been talking some with D.mon and she has some ideas too now that she's out of the military. There's so much room, we could... um... and..."
She stopped herself in place, and looked down at the ground for a moment, clearly in thought.
"And what, Hana?" Lúcio asked.
"And it'd be even better," she said, choosing her words carefully, "if I didn't live there alone. I mean, even when we were involved, D.mon and I didn't live together, and she's married now, and... it'd be nice not to live there by myself."
She looked back up. "At least, not all the time."
Brigitte stared at her, blinking but not angry, Hana looking right back at her, hopeful.
"We could install a teleporter link to Reinhardt's van. Or a translocator might be better, you could bring the thing in for repairs that way if you wanted. Go out whenever you want, come back... come home... whenever you think it's right. Whenever it's time. For you."
"But not here," Brigitte said.
"No. I'd have a link here too, these are my friends. But not you, not if you don't want to."
"You'd leave all this. For us."
"Because the war is over and I want to do something else," Hana replied. "But also, for us."
Brigitte looked over to Lúcio, who looked back with a hopeful grin. "Sounds good to me," he said. "As long as there'd be a teleporter to my club, too. Gotta have that!"
"Obviously," Hana said, grinning back at her frog. "We could link them all together, like the door in Howl's Moving Castle, remember when I showed you that? Or maybe separate doors so it's like one big house? That'd be amazing!"
"And the one to Oasis..."
"Teleporters can be keyed. I could set it not to accept you," Hana said. "Or to be disabled when I'm not trying to use it. If that would help."
"I think it would," Brigitte said, rocking a little in place. "I think... I think I could do that. Keep going around with Reinhardt, helping fix things in our countries, and across Europe and... have a home with you at... the old MEKA base. And go some other place for checkups, so I don't have to be here, or in Geneva."
"The docs visit Satya in Utopaea and Mei at the Ecopoint - I don't think they'd mind coming to MEKA. Particularly not with a teleporter."
Lúcio smiled, blasé on the outside, keeping it cool as his mind charged ahead, thinking Okay. Okay. I think we finally might be getting this done on the inside and hoping very much he was right.
"I'm keeping my apartment here though. I like it. Probably link straight to it, like a second studio, maybe for guest streams and receptions? Yeah! Something like that."
"And Sombra?" Lúcio asked, bringing up the hard question.
Hana didn't hesitate. "She's still my friend. I'm still mad at her - but she accepted me as what I am even before I did. And even if she fucked up and fucked up bad... she's still my friend."
"Gods can't stay mad at each other is what you're saying," Lúcio said. "Isn't that right?"
Hana frowned. "Don't be like that, Lú?"
"It's true though. And if we're gonna make this work - really work - we gotta get all this out first."
"I don't know whether it's true or not," Hana huffed. "I don't think it is. But if we can't then we can't and you're no different so it doesn't matter, does it."
"I think it might, someday," he said. "But you're right - if we can't, we can't."
"Besides, she says it was an accident and I believe her. She just wanted me to rescue you in some big romantic bullshit moment, then bring you back here safe so you and Lena could talk and..."
"Rescue us?" Brigitte interjected. "Romantically rescue us? That was her plan?!"
"Yeah. Lena wanted to show you what we were really doing, Sombra thought it'd get off to a great start if I did some kind of daring rescue. Too bad neither of the idiots bothered to tell me about it."
"You are still mad at her," Brigitte realised. "At both of them."
"Yeah! I am! But I'll get over it."
"Would you have stopped them?" Lúcio asked.
"Well, yeah. It's a stupid plan. Terrible tactics."
"It is a pretty stupid plan," Brigitte had to agree.
"Sombra's great at strategy in a lot of ways but how she ever got a girlfriend is... wow yeah I dunno. She may be hot, but she's bad at romance."
"That's... hilarious? And not surprising?" Brigitte admitted.
"So then she fucked it up, and because she actually does have principles, she was willing to risk everything in Germany to help fix it. And now we're here."
"...yeah," Brigitte said, biting her lip. "Now we're here."
"She's not even mad about what you did, she thinks she had it coming."
Hana took a breath.
"And if we're gonna get it all out - I'm still not sorry," Hana said. "If you need me to be sorry to fix this, I can't be, and we can stop trying right here. I don't regret it and I don't regret how it turned out and I'd do it again in a heartbeat. Even if you hated me forever, I'd still save you, and still agree to everything, because in the end I will never, ever be sorry you lived."
Hana let the moment of silence which followed sit there, as she wore her bravest face.
Brigitte looked at nothing as she weighed all the words, and all she'd gone through over the last several months, before speaking again.
"I... I don't think... I don't think I'm sorry about that either. Not anymore. I may have been for a while. But now I think..."
She shivered - Busan. MEKA. Not Geneva. Not Oasis. - as it sank in.
We can go home, she realised. We can go to our home.
"...I think I would like you to please get the fuck over here and hold me right now."
"Yeah," Hana said, jumping forward, then freezing, and stepping back. "...if you're sure. We've said a lot here. It doesn't have to be everything we say, but it's been a lot. Are you actually okay?"
"Hana, if you don't get over here and kiss me I am going to scream."
"Nuh-uh. Not yet. Lúcio? How about you?"
"Hon, I've been waiting for the two of you to get your heads back together for months. It has been hard on me and I am done with it. The war is over. Can we please stop being scared of each other and just be good again now that we can?"
Hana giggled, despite herself.
"How 'bout it, Bree," he continued, taking her hand in his, feeling the connection. "Ask yourself, for real. Are you good, now? Are you actually good?"
"This isn't over. There's more stuff we're gonna have to work out," she admitted, squeezing his hand in her own. "But I meant it. And I want to make it good."
"Is that a yes?" Hana asked.
Brigitte stood, Lúcio standing a moment later.
"Hana," she said, "I have missed you every day. I don't like what happened and I never will. But it's over, and I still miss you. Can we agree not to do anything like that again... ever?"
"We won't. Well, I won't. Not if I have anything to say about it."
Brigitte nodded once and stepped forward, offering her hands. "Lúcio?"
"I'm here, babe. Always."
He took Brigitte's right hand in his left, and offered his right to Hana Song.
"...Hana?"
"Oh," Hana said, charging into them both, pulling them together into one impossibly outsized embrace as Brigitte squealed, but in a good way. "We can share a lot more than that."
"Hana!" Lúcio said. "Public! Space!"
"Don't care, don..," she said, nuzzling them both, including a half-dazed Brigitte, who was wasting no time herself. "Okay. Okay. I've already set up the, nnnnnngh! Brig! Wait!"
"Nn... nnNNnngh. Okay," Brigitte said, pulling her hand back out of Hana's shirt. "Okay."
"My old place," Hana gasped. "Teleporter. To my new place."
"It's already set up?" Lúcio asked.
"Mostly not? But enough for what we need right now."
"Why are there so many problems?! Let's go!" Brigitte said, "Right! Now!"
Hana laughed, called in her D.va form, picked them both up off the ground, launching herself - and them - into the air. "Special delivery! Next stop - my bedroom!"
"...I can feel you through your mech," Brigitte marvelled.
"That's 'cause it's all me, hon. All of it."
"Like my stoneskin?" Brigitte wondered as they flew through the air.
"Yep! Wait. Stone?"
"Rock hard, baby," Lúcio had to say. "Wait'll you feel it."
"Oooh!" Hana said. "Are we gonna need a stronger bed?"
"If you can feel through your MEKA skin? We're gonna need a stronger bed."
"Gods, I've missed you."
"Goddess Hana," Lúcio said, "I've missed you too."
"Stop it," Brigitte said, punching Lúcio lightly on the shoulder. "We're not gods."
"Yeah," Hana said, "but I've missed you like one."
Lúcio just grinned. “Babe, I have worshipped both of you since the day we met.”
"You know what? I can deal with that," Brigitte said with a laugh as they flew through the hardlight window into Hana's Oasis apartment, and towards the teleporter beyond. "It'll do," she said before disappearing to Busan. "It'll do."