"Get out, Lena."

"But if you would just listen to me—"

"I said get out!"

Needless to say, that conversation had not gone at all as expected. She had anticipated some anger, maybe disappointment, but to be thrown out of her own home… Lena swallowed back the lump in her throat and swiped at the tears threatening to form in her eyes. She just needed to think, she just needed to think and regroup… she'd find a way to get on. If there was one thing Lena Oxton had, it was perseverance.

Jack Morrison was lost. Of course, if you asked him, he would tell you that he knew exactly where he was going and he didn't need your assistance, thank you very much.

"Jack, I have been waiting for fifteen minutes now, just admit that you got lost—"

"I am not lost," the blond growled.

On the other end of the communicator, Ana let out a sigh, which came out as a crackle of static. "Of course not; you're just sightseeing."

"Yeah, you ever try it?"

"Just tell me where you are and I'll give you directions—"

"I don't need directions. I'll see you soon." Jack ended the call as he continued walking down the unfamiliar streets of King's Row. He knew he'd find his way eventually; he always did. It just took varying amounts of time depending on where he was and how stubborn he was feeling that day.

"Are you lost?"

Jack started at the voice, turning to see a young girl straddling a bicycle with an odd sort of rickshaw attachment. "No; why would you think that?"

The brunette gave a half-shrug. "I dunno, probably because no one really comes down this way unless they're lost. King's Row can be a bit of a maze if you haven't been here before." Her gaze fell on the emblem on his coat, and her eyes widened. "Are you with Overwatch?"

Jack nodded. "Commander Jack Morrison."

"Wow, I've never met an Overwatch agent before!" This girl seemed beside herself with excitement, and Jack smiled slightly.

"And you are?"

"Oh! Lena Oxton sir! It's a real honor to meet you." Lena gestured to the rickshaw attached to her bicycle. "Let me give you a ride to wherever it is you're going."

"No thanks, I'd probably slow you down."

"Don't be daft! Don't you worry about me; it would be my pleasure to assist a commander of Overwatch."

Jack considered for a few moments, but he had a feeling that Lena would be crushed if he refused, so he instead said, "All right kid, you win."

"Really? Yeah! All right then, jut make yourself comfortable and we'll be off!"

Jack hesitantly climbed into the rickshaw, giving Lena a nod when he was ready.

"Here we go!" Lena pushed off from the ground, and for a moment, Jack thought for sure that they wouldn't move, but apparently Lena had done this before and she easily began pedaling, starting down the street. "So, can I ask what Overwatch is doing in London? I understand if you can't tell me of course, I'm sure you have all sorts of top-secret missions and whatnot. It's just that I've never been able to actually talk to one of you before, and I just admire what you do, keeping everyone safe."

"You have to give us a chance to answer a question first," Jack said, a slight tease in his voice.

"Oh! Right, sorry, I just get so excited and then I just start talking and I don't stop—"

"Lena."

"Sorry."

Jack looked at the passing scenery, his gaze falling on the sign announcing the groundbreaking for the Turing Green SWO "How has Mondatta been received?"

"I think Mondatta is a real inspiration! He's really helped to ease relations between the omnics and the people." Lena paused. "Is that why you're here? Because of Mondatta?" The brunette didn't give him a chance to answer before she added, "Is he going to give another speech? Do you need volunteers or anything because I'll help, I'll stand and keep people back!"

"You're twelve."

Lena scowled at that. "I'm fifteen—"

"You're barely five feet tall."

"I can do it! You ask anyone around here, they're tell you; I can scale you like a stepladder, don't think I won't!"

Jack laughed. "All right, calm down. We don't need any volunteers, but if we ever do, I'll make sure to look you up. Do you live around here?"

Lena suddenly fell very quiet, which seemed unlike her.

"Lena?"

"You know, you never told me where we were going."

She was avoiding the subject. Interesting. Still, Jack decided to let it go for now. "The Alderworth Hotel."

"Oh good, we're heading in the right direction then." Lena turned down another cobblestone street. "There's Big Ben to your left; I love hearing those clock chimes. Is this your first time in London?"

This girl was going to give him whiplash, the way she switched topics so quickly. "No, I've been here before."

"Was it with Overwatch?" Lena turned around a corner, glancing back at Jack.

"Shouldn't you be watching the road?"

"Aww, I know this city like the back of my own hand!" Still, Lena turned back around, pedaling a bit more before she said, "Here we are, the Alderworth." The brunette stopped the bike in front of the hotel, putting one leg out to support herself.

"Thanks kid," Jack said as he climbed out of the rickshaw, doing his best to ignore the amused look on Ana's face.

"I see you decided to take a leisurely ride," Ana teased as she approached.

"You should try it sometime," the blond replied. "Lena, this is Captain Amari."

"Wow, two Overwatch agents in one day!" Lena almost tripped over her bike as she moved to shake Ana's hand. "Lena Oxton ma'am! It's a real honor to meet you!"

"… Thank you." Ana seemed taken aback by Lena's level of enthusiasm.

"How much do I owe you for the ride?" Jack asked.

"Oh, I couldn't take money for this!"

"Let me give you something—"

"Serving Overwatch is reward enough, really."

"Well, at least allow us to treat you to dinner; for returning Jack safely," Ana said.

"Dinner? With Overwatch agents?" Lena seemed ready to explode. "I—that would be—wow!"

"I think that means yes," Ana said, looking at Jack. "Meet us here at seven," the older woman added, turning back to Lena.

"Yes ma'am! Seven o' clock sharp!" Lena hopped back on her bicycle, giving the two a two-finger salute. "Thank you!" she said before she rode off, a distinct "Whee!" coming from her as she left.

"Well, she certainly has a lot of enthusiasm," Ana said a few moments after the brunette had left.

"Why did you invite her to dinner?" Jack grumbled. "We don't have time—"

"We always have time to establish rapport. Besides, my favorite tea lounge closed since last I was here; maybe she knows of another one. She is a local, after all."

Jack let out a sigh, but followed the older woman inside the hotel.

Upon emerging from the Alderworth, the two Overwatch agents were only mildly surprised to see Lena standing at the entrance, looking to be standing at attention.

"Well, you're punctual," Ana commented.

"Seven o' clock ma'am, just like you said," Lena replied.

Ana smiled at that, but her brow furrowed upon seeing the brunette's developing black eye. "Lena, what happened to your eye?"

"Oh, it's nothing serious, I just got into a bit of a tussle with some blokes who were harassing an omnic."

"Who was the omnic to you?" Jack asked.

"Just someone who needed help, sir. If I didn't step up, who else would have?"

"You sound like my daughter; perhaps you will get a chance to meet her before we leave London."

"I would be honored, Captain Amari!"

"I hate to rush this, but we should head to dinner. We still have work to do, Ana," Jack said.

The older woman waved him off with her hand as she said, "Don't worry, Jack. There will be plenty of time." As they started walking, Ana turned to Lena and added, "Now, tell me, is there a good tea lounge nearby?"

Lena had been raised in a home where etiquette was paramount. Even when she had been living at home, she'd always had a tendency to eat as quickly as she talked. It was a habit she had yet to outgrow, and considering the fact that she could barely afford to feed herself now, the brunette could hardly be blamed when she eagerly dug into the food that was set in front of her.

"Well, someone was apparently hungry," Jack commented as the young brunette wolfed down her food.

"I'm sure riding lost tourists around all day is hungry work," Ana said, giving Jack a teasing look. "How long have you been giving tours, Lena?"

"About two weeks maybe?" Lena replied, her response slightly muffled by the food in her mouth.

"Finish chewing first; we don't want you to choke."

"Sorry," Lena muttered before she swallowed. "But yeah, it's been about two weeks now."

"And your parents don't mind you riding around King's Row all day?"

Lena faltered slightly at that. "Uh… n-no. None that they've told me anyway." Before they could question her on the subject further, Lena quickly added, "Thank you again for dinner, I really do appreciate it. If anyone had told me I'd be sharing a meal with two Overwatch agents, I'd have checked both legs to see which one they were pulling!"

Ana smiled before she said, "Is there anything else you want to order Lena?"

"Ana—"

"After all, we may never have seen Jack again if not for you."

"No thank you, I'm all right," Lena said.

"It's getting late; do you need a ride home?" Ana asked as they exited the building.

Home; that seemed like a time and place that was too far away to even exist anymore. "No, I'll be all right," Lena replied. "Thank you again for dinner, I'll never forget it."

"Well, we'll be in King's Row a bit longer; perhaps we'll see you around again? Maybe sooner than expected if Jack gets lost again."

"Anytime you want to let that go would be appreciated," Jack grumbled.

Lena laughed before she said, "It would be an honor to see you both again." The brunette climbed onto her bike, giving the two same two-finger salute as before. "Have a good night!" she said before she pedaled off, rounding a corner and disappearing.

"Okay, I'm exhausted," Jack said after a few moments. "That girl has way too much energy, and now we're behind in our planning—"

"Did you notice anything peculiar about her?" Ana asked, still watching the spot where Lena had disappeared.

"Other than the fact that she seems to be perpetually going 100 miles per hour?"

Ana shook her head. "Something isn't quite right… I can't seem to put my finger on it. She seems happy enough, and yet… I don't know, I detected some sort of underlying emotion. Do you know what I mean?"

Jack stared at his companion. "No."

The older woman let out a sigh. "You know, you could try a little harder to get on the same page as me."

"Ana, we have more important business. We had dinner like you wanted, now we need to focus on the task at hand."

"I suppose you're right."

Lena pulled her thin jacket closer to herself as she jackknifed herself further into the corner, her bike being the only thing between her and the rest of the alley. The vent from the nearby power plant provided only marginal heat, and the brunette shivered. Still, her stomach was full, a feeling she had almost forgotten since she'd been thrown out. Lena looked up at the sky, a small smile crossing her face.

"Lena Oxton to Overwatch; I'm reporting for duty."

"There's been talk of an EMP device that could be transported towards the power plant and used to wipe out the omnic population living there. While there's no evidence to support those rumors, we shouldn't totally discount it as a possibility."

"They'd need a place to store something that large," Ana said. "King's Row doesn't exactly lend itself to storing large objects."

"No, it doesn't." Jack crossed his arms, letting out a "hmming" noise.

"Though I bet a local would know where such a thing could be stored."

The blond gave his companion a look. "Ana, Lena is fine. We can't be worrying about a single child, we have more important matters—"

"Let me worry, all right? Besides, I really do believe that having a local's insights could be beneficial. Do you really think we can learn as much as she knows in a few short weeks?"

Jack let out a sigh, but Ana was more stubborn than he was, so he conceded and said, "All right, we'll talk to Lena."

"… And to your left is the Meridian. I love the theater; I don't get to go very often, but I've been before and it's really great, I think you'll really enjoy it." Lena stopped her bike and put a leg out to support herself. "Well, I hope you enjoy your day!"

The couple handed Lena a few paper bills before they left, and the brunette took off her backpack, slipping the bills inside.

"Is this bike available?"

Lena looked up at the voice, her face lighting up with a smile. "Captain Amari! How are you?"

"Fine, Lena. Commander Morrison and I actually need your help."

"My help? Of course, anything! What can I do?"

Ana climbed into the rickshaw, handing the brunette a large roll of paper bills before she said, "Tell me where in King's Row someone could store a large device."

Lena stared at the bills for a few moments before she put them in her backpack, sliding it back over her shoulders. "What kind of device?"

"I can't tell you that Lena."

"I understand." The brunette paused as she thought. "I might know a few places."

"Very good. Off we go then."