In watchpoint Gibraltar: it was a very sunny day, not a single cloud in sight. It was extremely hot as well. But to Jesse, it felt like a summer day in Santa fe. The heat didn't bother him as much as it did to everyone else. Jesse was feeling pretty bored though. There wasn't anything to do, no world crises that they have to tend to, no missions, no Talon activities since they shut them down not that long ago, nothing. It was one of those summer days that the heat made you feel like doing nothing. Jesse couldn't play cards because, Fareeha is out on a trip with her mom, he wasn't up for teaching someone or learning a game, he also didn't feel like getting wrecked by Hana today.

Jesse got of the chair he was resting in, started to walk aimlessly out of the mess hall, making his around the building. He took a long drink out of the water bottle he was carrying and then the hit him. Jesse turned around and walked back to his room. He opened up his closet door, only to be greeted by a mess of clothing spilling out. Ana was right. I should learn to properly put away my stuff. God I hate it when she's right. Well this just got a whole lot harder. The cowboy then got down onto his hands and knees to clean up the mess of clothing. Afterwards he then neatly put it in a pile. In the end Jesse managed to find the stuff he was looking for and laid it out on his bed. Jesse carefully put back his clothes and turn to his bed. Making sure that everything he needed was there. Thank god I bought this stuff. Jesse praised himself. He had found his swim wear, sandals, water gun, and some other beach related items. Jesse took another helping from his water bottle which had finished it he tossed the empty plastic bottle into the garbage, but missed. He didn't care either way.

In order for his plan to work he needed permission from the commander.

"Hey Athena," Jesse called out to the AI.

"Yes Jesse? Is there anything I can do for you today?" She responded in her usual monotone voice.

"Do me a favor dear, and tell me where the cap' is?"

"Of course." Athena went quiet for a minute as she checked the cameras.

"Jack is in the gym. Would you like me to inform that you would like to speak with him?" Athena asked.

"Ya can if ya want to," Jesse gave her a tip of the hat. "Thank ya kindly for the help.""Not a problem." Jesse exited his room and walked towards the gym.

Jack was doing his daily exercises on his least favorite machine; the treadmill. He was sweating hard even though he had only been jogging for 10 minutes. I'm not the young man I used to be. He thought darkly. When he was young he could run for longer periods of time without getting tired, but now he's much older and more frail.

" -" Athena started. "Mr.76 or Jack is-huff- fine." Jack panted. "Mr.76, I believe now is a good time for you to take a break, and anyway, Jesse is coming here. He would like speak to you." Athena continued. Jack did as he was told and stepped off the machine and took a long and well needed drink. Ugh, what does he want need now? Jack mentally complained "Did he specify what he would like to talk to me about?" "No my apologies." Jack wiped them sweat off of his forehead. "No need to apologize. It's fine."

"Understood. You should meet him halfway." The AI suggested. Jack nodded his head and left the gym after he wiped his machine off.

This better be good.

Jesse and Jack turned the corner at the same time and they both collided. "Ow what was that?" Jesse and Jack said in unison. They looked at each other in the eyes and registered the situation. Even though He didn't want to, Jesse apologize first. "Eh, cap' sorry bout' that. Oh actually I was just looking for ya."

A"I know. Athena told me."

"Ah I see. So I was thinking, since it's such a hot day and there's nothin' to do, can we arrange for a trip down to the beach? Maybe have a barbecue?"

"Well I am a grill master. That's not a bad idea Jesse." Jack agreed. He looked at his watch; 11:48. "We'll have lunch out there then. Athena?" Jack called.

"Yes Mr.76?"

"Please inform the older agents and the previous talon agents about the barbecue. We'll have it a one." He ordered.

"Understood."

"Thank you Athena." Jack added.

A mischievous grin grew on the cowboy's face as he approached Hanzo's room.

Now I get to see him in his swim wear. Jesse eagerly thought, he could feel his pants starting to tighten.

He came up to Hanzo's door and knocked on it. The last time he barged in Hanzo was sleeping, and ended up attacking him for waking him up. Hanzo did apologize for it but left him with that as a warning.

"Hey darling, can I come in?" Jesse asked.

Hanzo opened the door. His hair was a mess. "Sorry did I wake ya?" Hanzo shock his head. "No you did not. I was actually just getting up now. So what do you need?" He asked. Jesse sighed, "Do I need a reason just to visit you?"

"No." Hanzo replied in a low voice. He turns his head slightly to avoid eye contact. "But I actually just what to talk to ya about lunch." Jessie said. Hanzo looked back up at Jessie waiting for him to continue. "Ya see, since it's so hot today, the boss is letting the older agents plus the talon ones, to come down to the beach to have a barbecue at one." "So this means I have to come as well?" Hanzo asked feeling a bit modest. "We can't force ya if ya don't wanna." Jesse reassured. "We shall see then." Hanzo the closed the door.

Jesse knew that was how Hanzo was going to react, so he didn't feel bad about his answer.

After Hanzo had closed the door he turned around and lent against it. He slid down it and onto the floor with a heavy sigh. I think I should go, but if Jesse comes he'll probably show up in his swim attire, I'll probably blush or something and then I'll never hear the end of it from Genji until I ask him out or the other way around.

Augh. I'm going to hate myself for this but I'm going to do it.

Hanzo stopped moping and got up. He look through his nicely organized closet for his swim shorts and sandals. He found them rather quickly. His swim shorts were navy blue with the imprint of a dragon on the right leg.

Hanzo put his swim shorts on his bed and the sandals on the floor. I'm really going through with this.

A/N: Apologize to any Mcree mains, I wasn't so sure on how to write his voice style. This was going to be a one-shot but I think it's better as a story. The production of this story should, hopefully, not put of the other one.

Thanks for reading reviews are also appreciated.