Separated (Team Fortress 2 + OCs Fanfic)

The child sitting in the passenger seat is only seven years old. Today is the day after her birthday, although she did not have a chance to celebrate it. Her name is Harvey, and she is fiddling with her seatbelt. 

The lady driving the car, who is sitting next to Harvey, introduced herself as Miss Pauling. She is taking Harvey to a more long-term home, as she puts it, with plenty of people to keep her out of harm's way. Unfortunately, it happens to be in the middle of a nowhere desert in New Mexico. 

Harvey has never been anywhere outside her state, let alone outside her hometown, so she figures a change of environment might help her heal mentally from everything she has dealt with for the past month. Miss Pauling has mostly stopped Harvey from being so anxious about the people who are supposed to take care of her and the place she's being taken to. She was told to focus on making a good first impression. In the meantime, they get closer to a large warehouse-like building, surrounded by what appears to be spiked, electric fence. When Miss Pauling had to stop on the side of the road to take a call, Harvey waits with a smile on her face alone in the car with the air conditioning still running so she doesn't overheat from the desert sun. 

Miss Pauling stands a few feet from her car, her lips pursed before she accepts the call. 

"Hello?" she starts. A man on the other side of the call, who sounds like he's from somewhere in the United States' south, asks her something. "Yeah, we're almost there. Don't worry about clothes or anything like that, we've already gotten her set up. I'm going back to driving, we're a couple miles away so we'll only be a few minutes. Let everyone else know so they don't freak out. I'll see you out front. Bye." 

She stops the call and walks back to the car like she hasn't even left at all. Harvey smiles at her, as if it'll cure the lady's anxieties. Some of the mercenaries have already voiced their concerns on the matter, but they all know Harvey is still going to stay with them anyway. 

Miss Pauling starts driving again, and, just as she said earlier, they make it to the gate in a few minutes. The gate opens, and they continue until Miss Pauling parks her car in a suitable space. They open their doors and leave the car. Nervousness hits Harvey again, her mostly neutral face turning into a worried frown. Miss Pauling takes a suitcase out of the backseat and helps Harvey take it to the door. 

"They'll be happy to have you," Miss Pauling reassures her. "And I'll check on you every few months to evaluate and make sure you're not getting hurt." 

Harvey nods, still following Miss Pauling like a duckling. A man is already waiting right next to the door. He welcomes Miss Pauling with a smile and lets her know everyone else is waiting to meet Harvey. 

Harvey only makes eye contact with the man long enough to realize he's not going to do anything to Miss Pauling. The man has a hardhat on, with overalls covering a button-up shirt. He stretches his ungloved hand out, and Harvey takes it for a handshake. 

"I'm Engineer, but my friends all call me Engie," the man says with a calm smile on his face to match his voice. 

Engineer and Harvey follow Miss Pauling down a hall to a room where eight other men are waiting with varying levels of patience on their faces. The room can be described as red, with red couches and rugs. There are even three red bookshelves in the back. 

The men in the room all turn their heads to Harvey and Miss Pauling. Harvey has to will herself not to cry just to get through introductions. 

A masked person, with a full red fireproof suit on and a gas mask, is the first one to jump from his place and walk over to the girl. He shakes her hand and mumbles excitedly, practically bouncing in his boots. Engineer turns and translates for Harvey.