Been playing Overwatch, felt like I needed to get this out. Hope you enjoy. I don't own Overwatch.

Now Tracer might not be considered a proper medic like their resident angel, Mercy was. But that didn't mean she didn't like looking after her teammates.

Mei needed a bit of help translating her writing to English? Tracer would be right there to help.

Torbjorn forgot to grab a piece of machinery from his workshop? Well it'd be easier for Tracer to zip on over than him trudging along.

Mercy wanted someone to proofread an analysis? Well most of the medical terminology might fly over her head, but Tracer would be more than happy to help.

Tracer might not be able to heal anyone like Mercy, armour them like Torbjorn, but she'd be more than happy to help them if she was able to.

So when the newest recruit, D. Va, was looking distinctly uncomfortable in the common room where the majority of current Overwatch members were hanging around Tracer took it upon herself to help the new girl.

Slowly walking on over to the sofa in the corner where the girl was sitting by herself, Tracer made sure she didn't blink on over even though it would be faster. People tended to be rather jumpy when she did that after all.

On approaching her, Tracer let out her cheery greeting.

"Hey there love, what's going on?"

D. Va who had apparently been startled by the greeting jerked in surprise, blinking a few times before looking up at Tracer. Tracer noted that the Korean girl didn't have her customary cocky smirk or competitive look in her eyes.

"Oh, nothing. Just sitting here, on my phone." Was the smaller girl's response to the British one.

And it was true, Tracer looked down at D. Va's hands and her phone was indeed in them. Though it wasn't active, it was at a phone's black locked screen. D. Va wasn't actually using it, unless she locked it as soon as Tracer came over to talk. So that meant two possibilities in the taller girl's mind. D. Va was either looking at something she didn't want shown or she simply wasn't on it at all.

Both of the thoughts made Tracer frown internally, she made sure to keep up a cheery face in front of the Korean. Wouldn't want to scare her after all. It meant that either didn't trust Tracer with something small like what would have been on her phone, or that D. Va had just been sitting by herself for that last half hour with nothing to do, no one to talk to.

The latter thought made Tracer even more unhappy. Why would D. Va be alone like that? Weren't all the Overwatch members friends with each other? Weren't they meant to be comrades?

"Uh, Tracer? Are you ok?" Tracer's thought process was interrupted by the now curious gamer in front of her. Tracer let out a slight laugh, realising she'd been standing there for a few moments without doing or saying anything. But she did come to a conclusion. If no one else was going to talk to D. Va, she might as well be the one to.

So Tracer threw herself onto the couch next to the small Korean, landing on her back and then supported herself by putting elbows on the couch and sat up enough to be facing D. Va while taking note of the activities that Mercy, Reinhardt and Torbjorn were getting up to.

"Sorry love, just got lost in thought. Been meaning to talk to you really." Tracer's reply might've seemed casual, but she was trying to see how D. Va would react to the words. It seemed no one had really taken any time to talk to the girl before now.

D. Va let out a slight huff, Tracer couldn't tell if it was out of disbelief or something else.

"What about?" The accented voice hit Tracer's ears. She hadn't really talked to a Korean before, the accent was different than what she was used to hearing. Normally it was German, French or American accents she was hearing. It was different, talking to D. Va.

"Oh not much, just to see how you're settling in, you know, how you feel about it and stuff." Tracer continued the casual topic, it wasn't too prying and seemed friendly enough. At least she hoped it did.

"Mm. It's fine. Could be worse." D. Va responded to the resident speedster. Tracer noticed a rather large lack of enthusiasm in the girl's response.

"That's it? Love, you're part of the world's best crime fighting organisation and all you have to say is it's fine?" Tracer questioned the girl with disbelief. If D. Va was anything like she was as a kid, then Overwatch would be an honour to join.

"That's not what I meant Tracer." Tracer openly frowned at the blunt answer D. Va wasn't like this from what she knew. D. Va was a online legend, full of cheer and competitiveness.

"What's the matter then?" Tracer questioned, fully sitting up and turning to the smaller girl who was gazing blankly at the ceiling.

"I just miss people. Family, Friends. You know." D. Va's voice trembled a bit as she answered. She sounded the most vulnerable Tracer had ever heard her, and that included after battles where D. Va had been harmed.

Tracer immediately moved to the Korean's side, giving a half embrace of sorts, with her right arm over D. Va's small shoulders.

"Sorry love, forget you're new to this kind of thing. You're just so good in combat it's easy to forget y'know?" Tracer's voice held an apology.

D. Va's face gained a smile, as if proud she'd been given a compliment.

"Of course I'm the best, I'm number one!" D. Va exclaimed in a louder volume, causing Tracer to chuckle at the excitable girl.

"All right all right. How about this then, number one. You, me, training simulator tomorrow at midday. You up for it?" Tracer removed her arm from the Korean's shoulders and bumped her in the ribs gently as she proposed her challenge.

"Of course. I never back down from a challenge." D. Va smirked at the older woman and accepted her challenge with the competitive gleam back in her eyes.

"Lena, would you mind coming over here to tell Reinhardt what really happened back in Australia?" Mercy's gentle voice floated over to the pair.

"Sure doc, be there in a tick." Tracer yelled back at her. She jumped off the couch, turned to face D. Va with a grin on her face and extended her hand out to the gamer.

"Lena Oxton, looking forward to the fight." D. Va took her hand and easily stood up with the assistance of the British woman.

"Hana Song. Try not to lose too fast to me." Hana looked up to Lena with a smirk.

"Don't worry love, I'll definitely give you a challenge. I'll see ya then." Lena gave a wave over her shoulder before she blinked over to Mercy.

Hana watched her go with a small smile, turning to leave the common room as she pulled her phone out to do a simple search.

Typing quickly with years of experience she put her query into the search bar. 'What do British mean when they say love?'

AN: I know next to nothing of Korean/English culture and mannerisms. So if I give a inaccurate portrayal you should tell me. Although if anyone reading is interested maybe PM if you do know about them I guess. I probably won't be frequent with updates so sorry about that. If anyone reading this comes from my RWBY fic, I should be able to update that soon-ish. Maybe a month. Don't take what I say for granted though.