🐱After the last chapter I knew I was going to make a second book regarding this McHanzo story. You'll see why in this chapter. This is the last one, but I'll be posting a second book of this faster than you can say McHanzo!~Maddy🐱

"Will you guys be alright?"

"Of course. Thanks for your concern Angie, but we can handle ourselves."

"That worked out in Japa...ah..."

Jesse looked at her sternly.

"I'm so sorry Jesse. I didn't mean to..."

"It's alright I just.....regret what I let Talon do to him." McCree said. "I don't like to bring it up."

"Of course Jesse. I'm sorry." Angela said in remorse.

"Take care of my brother, now. Have fun." Genji said from beside Angela.

"Thanks Genji." McCree turned to look down the hall. "Hey Hanz! We're all ready down here!"

"I'm coming!"

Hanzo ca.e down the hall with a backpack. He was wearing a smile as he came down.

"We got all of our bags correct?" Hanzo asked.

"Yeah, I got em all. You ready?"

"Absolutely. I'm ready to get out of here."

Genji and Angela looked at him questionably.

"No offense." Hanzo said.

"We'll miss you guys." Jesse said tipping his hat.

They both got onto the ship. Genji and Angela watched as the ship flew away. They landed far from any towns or cities. It was a small area on the beach 15 miles from any town. Their were 10 vacation homes in the area. The land owner lived in one of them. Once Hanzo and McCree landed, the maids that lived in another home came out to give them the keys to one of the houses. They went inside to see a large living space with a small kitchen. The house had two bathrooms and one large bedroom. There was an extra office/reading room. Everything was decorated head to toe in trinkets laid everywhere.

"This is very nice." Hanzo said. "You certainly know how to pick them."

"Why thank you darlin'. I thought you'd like this."

Hanzo chuckled mischievously under his lips and smiled wrapping his arms around McCree's waist.

"I could see myself becoming very comfortable here." Hanzo teased.

Jesse chuckled a bit grabbing Hanzo's arms. Hanzo let his lips glide across McCree's neck. He pecked once before letting go of his waist.

"We're finally out." Jesse said. "Being at HQ for too long makes ya wanna never go back."

"It definitely creates a toll on you. I'm glad to finally be here in Dorado with you, love." Hanzo whispered.

McCree walked to the glass door leading outside. There was a beautiful view of the beach. The sun slowly being swallowed my the ocean, mixed with a pallet of colors and light.

"This is nice, perfection even. I can't wait to get out there." Jesse said nearly leaning on the door.

"I have never seen anything so beautiful."

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"For a brief moment nothing mattered. All I could feel was peace. It was just like Zenyatta's lessons. For a second I forgot I was....*sigh*....this whole time I've tried pretending to be something I'm not, but then I let my true feelings consume me. Of course I don't care anymore, but Jesse will find out one day. The omnic is right. I cannot hide it forever, but it will hurt if I wait longer."

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The first morning, Hanzo and McCree slept in. The maids came by once they were up and asked if they wanted breakfast burritos.

"Gladly. They look delicious ma'am." Jesse said.

"You're welcome, but I am not the one who made them." The maid said.

"Then who did?" Hanzo asked.

"Her name is Ilean. She's a maid, but she's kind of loco. Ilean has been a phyche for 30 years, but we just believe she is a crazy old woman. Personally I do not believe in magic."

"A phyche you say?" Hanzo asked

"Poor lady is sick in the head, probably." The maid replied.

Hanzo thought for a while.

"Thankyou for the breakfast."

"Have a good one gentlemen."

The door shut.

"I'm gonna devour these." McCree said eagerly.

"Jesse, did you hear what that maid said about the psyche?"

"Yeah, must be a poor old lady."

"What if she can actually read people? I'd like to know my future. Wouldn't you?"

"I mean, yeah I guess." Jesse said. "What are you suggesting?"

"That we meet this Ilean. I think it would be fun to do a reading." Hanzo smiled.

"Alrighty, why not?" McCree said. "Now I wanna get my hands on these burritos!"

They sat down and ate the burritos for breakfast before going to the beach. They both put on swim trunks and stuck their feet in the water.

"Wow, it's actually quite nice. Warm for ocean water."

"Yeah, the ladies said that the weather looks pretty nice this week. Good beach weather."

McCree sat down in the water letting small waves rush past his body. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back letting the sun absorb his face. Hanzo looked at him worried.

"Ah, shouldn't you apply some sunscreen?" Hanzo asked.

"Nah, it's alright. I should be fine. You on the other hand..."

"Don't worry about me."

McCree chuckled.

Hanzo sat down next to McCree and began putting on sunscreen. Hanzo tested his luck.

"Will you get my back?"

McCree looked over charmed and grinned grabbing the bottle. He rubbed the cream into Hanzo's back, giving him a small massage as he went. Hanzo sighed in relief.

"I cannot believe we get all of this. Thankyou Jesse."

"My pleasure. I intend to enjoy myself too."

"This is nice."

"It's perfect."

Later that day McCree and Hanzo went to the house Ilean was staying in. The maids warned them that she was just a crazy old lady, but everyone has a hobbie that they are good at. They get to Ilean's room. The windows were covered by dark drapes. The room was dark and spacious. A bed was in the corner. Several tapestries were across the walls. In the center of the room was a small wooden round table. A single stick bkack candle was lit in the center of it. The candles soft light showed the intimidating face of an older looking woman. Her hair was curly white and her soft hands were nearly bone. She motioned McCree and Hanzo to sit at the table with her. They reluctantly did.

"Hello Señor McCree, Señor Hanzo." Ilean said in a soft raspy voice.

"You know our names?" McCree asked.

"That is what I do, amigo."

"Right."

"What can I do for you gentlemen today?"

"We would like a reading." Hanzo said.

"Of course. Let's begin."

"Wait, I don't need to pay?" McCree asked.

"Of course not. This is special."

Ilean motioned for McCree and Hanzo to sit upright.

"So what brings you to Dorado?"

"Vacation." Hanzo said.

"Of course you two have been together for some time now. Two years now."

Hanzo and McCree both shared the same shocking expression.

"How did you know that?!" McCree asked.

Ilean raised a finger to her lips.

"It is part of the reading. I'm sensing you both care deeply about eachother."

They both nodded.

"And oh, you are both members of Overwatch? Interesting. What is your favorite thing to do in Overwatch, Jesse?"

"I like having parties with the other agents. Dinner is a blast there."

"Hmm, I'm sensing you both don't like to play by the rules."

"Correct."

"Shame." Ilean looked down. "If you guys don't like Overwatch, then why are you there?"

"We never said that we..."

"Nevermind. Hanzo, may I touch your hand?" Ilean asked.

He looked at her strangely.

"I need to see you."

He slowly put out his hand. She placed one hand over and one hand under. She closed her eyes taking a deep breath. All of a sudden Ilean gasped pulling her hands away. She quickly opened her eyes shocked.

"Wait a minute!" She exclaimed.

She quickly grabbed for Mccree's hand and had the same reaction to him.

"I-I can't feel anything on either of you!" Ilean exclaimed.

The two men looked at her worried.

"What does that mean?!" McCree asked scared.

"It can only mean one thing and you're both keeping it from eachother! Hanzo recently this side of you has opened back up."

Hanzo stared at her shocked. He quickly stood.

"We are done here!"

"You haven't told eachother!"

"That is enough!" Hanzo exclaimed slamming his hand on the table. He felt something in him change and he turned away. McCree stared at Ilean in shock. He too also knew what she was talking about.

"Hanz, we're leaving!" McCree exclaimed grabbing his arm.

They both ran back to their house and locked the door. McCree grabbed Hanzo by the shoulders and looked at him sternly gritting his teeth.

"Hanz, what was she talking about?!"

"I-I..."

"Don't you dare lie to me!"

A tear fell down Hanzo's face. He couldn't bare to see McCree so upsett with him, but all of a sudden he closed his eyes. Small horns appeared in his forehead and his skin was changing to a dark navy color. McCree gasped at the site and backed up. Strange red markings appeared all over Hanzo's face. His eyes slowly opened to reveal two pure white eyes starring solemnly back at McCree.

"H-Hanz?!" McCree said shakily.

"Jesse I...I am...I'm a demon..."

"A...d-demon?"

"I never wanted to hurt you McCree. I would never take your soul, I just..."

"You're lying."

Hanzo looked up.

"Please Hanz, tell me you're lying!"

"What?! Jesse look at me!" Hanzo exclaimed. His fangs showing defense.

"I'm looking right at you Hanz, but you should know something." Jesse said.

He stared into Hanzo's face and closed his eyes tightly. They began to slowly open again, but they were different than what Hanzo was used to looking back at. His right eye was bright red and his left as black as the night. Fangs emerged from under Jesse's lips and Hanzo stood in horror. Something inside wanted to pull away, but he froze.

"J-Jesse?!"

"I understand Hanz, cause I'm a demon too."