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I'd had my sight trained on the doorway for eternity. I could see them with my visor—those fools were all piled in there, but none of them were coming out. The clock was ticking, we didn't have all day to move this load. "Cowards," I muttered.

"That's a mite hypocritical, don't you think? You're not leaving cover, either." I didn't bother looking to see who'd suddenly appeared beside me; that insufferable chirpiness could only have belonged to one person. That 'one person' then spoke from the other side me. "Well, I hope you thank me for the free shots I'm about to give you!"

There was that whoosh of air closing in on itself as Tracer vanished, and then, through my sight, I could see her zip down to the doorway. Was she completely— I looked up, alarmed. Couldn't she see? Couldn't she see who was in there waiting for—?

I wasn't sure what I heard first; the heavy clank of a rusty chain or her shriek as she was snared by it, pulled immediately inside the doorway and into the nest of guns and swords and rays all waiting to blast her full of holes and into a million pieces and I could hear her screaming inside the—

—then she was screaming beside me where she'd been a moment age, clutching at the wall, mouth wide open in horror. She was panting.

I was panting, too.

After a moment of gaping at each other, she wiped her brow on her forearm and laughed nervously, trying to compose herself again. "Phew! I thought I was a goner!" she confessed, clapping me on the back in a far too familiar way. It took her a moment to note my expression, and—pathetically—I wasn't fast enough in stifling it. She smoothed back her floppy fringe, giving me a very smug once-over. "Hey, looks like someone else was worried I was a goner, too!"

At least it had been years since my circulation was good enough to manage a blush. "I was," I told her dryly. "Because if anyone ever gets to kill you, it's going to be me."

"I'm touched, really," she told me, and think blinked to the other side of me. "Except I'm not. No one can, especially not you. I'm too fast! Bye!" She laughed at her own joke, and then gave me a casual salute and then disappeared, leaving me to my reverie.