TF2 Engineer X Shy!Herbalist!Reader Home Part:10 by ItalianMafiaPrincess, literature
Literature
TF2 Engineer X Shy!Herbalist!Reader Home Part:10
The group of four stepped into the Diane’s apartment and y/n stopped dead in her tracks before practically tackling a short chubby woman in a hug. “Mafia! I missed you so much!” she said not letting the woman go.
The short brunet hugged y/n back before speaking. “I don’t think Natasha or Eli want to see their mother be killed… by a pregnant woman…” she choked out.
Eli looked at the new woman. “Wot about me?” He asked.
C.J. walked into the room laughing while carrying two young children. “Relax. Eli is her son’s name.” He said nodding his head to the young boy.
TF2 Engineer x Shy! Herbalist! Reader: Home part 3 by ItalianMafiaPrincess, literature
Literature
TF2 Engineer x Shy! Herbalist! Reader: Home part 3
(AN: I suggest you listen to "say something" by A Great Big World while reading this. It settles the mood of this part)
Months passed and y/n hasn't woken up from her comma. Wolfgang said that she had accidentally swallowed some of the chemicals that are the same ones the Herbalist used in his poison gas. Dell laid next to y/n on her bed gently stroking her face hoping she would wake up. The other teammates would try to check in on y/n and Dell but the really didn't bother walking in the door when they herd their engineer crying. The only one who went into the room was CJ who would hold his little sisters hand and kiss it hoping to get a
TF2 Engineer x Shy!Herbalist!Reader: Home by ItalianMafiaPrincess, literature
Literature
TF2 Engineer x Shy!Herbalist!Reader: Home
The team sat in the living room doing what they wanted. Medic was reading a medical book that he found in his office, spy was impersonating people on the BLU team entertaining the pyro and scout, Demo man was passed out drunk on the floor, Heavy was eating his sandwiches, Soldier was cleaning his guns, sniper was trying to get his scope back into focus, and engineer was looking at a photograph that he kept in his pocket. He didn't notice that tears were silently running down his face until Medic placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Are you okay, Dell?" Asked the German.
"Yeah, jus' thinkin' 'bout mah girl back home. I haven't seen her fo