For days now Widowmaker had been deeply studying Lena through the various moniters. She didn't have any camera inside her home due to her security so she hadn't gotton the complete picture but she had gotton to know exactly where she went and when she did.

I need to get a camera inside her home as soon as possible. Even I would have trouble if I tried to break my way inside. But perhaps she'll invite me in soon enough.

But her security was only one of the problems she was dealing with. She could easily get close enough to accomplish her main goal and steal the accerlator. But she was presented with a challange and she wasn't one to fail.

However the main thing stopping her was information. What data Talon had gathered for her was mediocre at best. Most of it was common knowledge that anyone could pull from the internet. What she needed was detailed personal information, but the only place she could get that was at Overwatch headquarters. So she was left with one alternative.

Turning her attention to one of the moniters she placed a call to the only Talon agent that could get the job done.

"What do you want Widow I'm rather busy at the moment."

"Sombra I will require your assistance for this mission." Sombra stopped what she was doing to stare at her fellow agent. Very rarely did Widowmaker ask for any kind of assitance besides an emerency extraction so she knew this was worth her time. "I'm listening."

"I need you to hack into Ovewatch's mainframe and download everthing about Lena Oxton codename Tracer."

"Overwatch huh? Can't say I'm not interested, however they've increased their security as of late so it would be pretty diffucilt."

"Are you saying it's impossible?"

"Of course not. What I'm saying is that in order to get into their system I'll either have to be inside the base or hack from an Overwatch site. Either way it's going to take time and it's going to cost you."

As the call ended Windowmaker tried to think of someway that she could achieve her goals. She began to pace back and forth while watching the moniters. An Overwatch site is probably my best option. However most of them are well hidden and guarded just as ours are.

A blur of motion caught her attention on one of the screens. Lena appeared in front of her home her hands carrying two large bags. She would have dismissed this as just getting grocieres but then when she sat them down to unlock the door she zoomed in and saw that inside were cleaning suplies and cookbooks.

A smile formed on her face as the solution to her problem appared. " So you're cleaning up and getting ready. Perhaps it's time Amelie gets more aquainted with her new friend."

While still watching Lena she pulled out her phone and dialed. Almost imediatly she picked up. "Hello?"

"Lena it's me again, I know it's short notice but I was hopeing that maybe you'd be willing to meet up tonight." On screen Lena was happiely jumping.

"Yeah that would be great. Is there anyplace you'd want to meet up?"

If I asked to meet at her place she wouldn't hesitate to say yes. Although that would be to easy. Best to get her guard down and have her invite me in.

"Well I know this lovely little coffe shop. It's usually empty in the evening so we can enjoy ourselves."

"That sounds pretty good. "

"Excellent, it's called the Royal Bean. I'll see you there at about eight."

She hung up and watched as Lena rushed inside a massive smile on her face. The Royal Bean was just a few blocks away from Lena's home and not to far away from her base. Now that she had a solution to one of her problems she had time to divert her attention to something that has been on her mind since this mission began.

The sereum that had restored her body to it's formal skin tone had started to show side effects. Her memories were still gone but she was starting to regain her emotions. She'd been warned a couple of days ago that going to long with being modified could have this affect. So far the only emotion that had showed in the slightest degree was joy. Watching Lena going about her days on the moniters seemed to excite similar to the way a kill did.

This was something that she belived to be a distraction. She was created to be a weapon, she had no need for a emotion that could stop her from pulling the trigger. Although she had failed to report this fact to Talon. If they had found out they would have recalled her to the nearest base and had her modified again. But that would make her mission next to impossible.

She looked at the clock and saw that she had a couple of hours untill she meet Lena. That gave her ample time to survery the area and map out her escape plans and all other variables for her to succed. She grabbed a small bag with the tools she'd need and made her way toward the door.

Once out the door and into the evening night of London she began her long walk. With every step her trained eyes took in every details making sure she wasn't being followed. As she passed people took the time to stare or wish her a good evening and for the first time in a very long time she wasn't feeling the urge to strike them down. It wasn't long untill she found the Royal Bean on it's street side corner.

She took the time to stroll the neighborhood makeing sure she knew every twist and turn before finally making her way inside. The shop as she expected it to be was small and there were only a few people. There were two secluded booth sections on either side of the shop that she decided that this would be where she would meet Lena.

Before she went to work planting some small spy devices she'd brought she placed a small order to appease the owner and throw off his suspicion.

Talon had supplied her with a vast arrey of tools but for this mission she'd brought only a listening device along with a small tracker that hopefull she'd be able to place on Lena when the time was right.

As she finished makeing sure the booth was secured she took a few seconds to relax and enjoy her coffe. Usually during her preperation for a mission her body was calm, focused and steady. But for some reason she was feeling tension in her body.

Am I actually nerverous? Normally this would be a problem, but maybe in a situation like this being nervous could work in my favor. Yes, if she see's me as anxious as she is she'll lower her guard.

She sat there for a few minutes mentally going over all possible consverations they could have and the best way approach them. If she was to complete both of her missions then she needed to see exactly how Lena felt.

Around ten minutes till eight the front door of the stoor opend and Lena walked in taking a few hesitant glances around the shop untill her eyes landed on Amelia's black hair near the back. Widowmaker saw Lena slowely approaching and began to get into character.

"Hey Amelie."

"Lena, it's good to see you again." she sat up and pulled her into a hug. Lena let out a suprised yelp before returning the hug. When she pulled back she saw that her cheeks were already turning red.

"I'm glad you decided to call me Lena I really enjoyed hanging out with you last time."

"Yeah me to. If I'm being honest I haven't been able to get you out of my head."

"Well I'm glad I've made so much of an impression on you. Now come on and sit so we can get to know each other."

As Lena took her seat Widowmaker took in what she was seeing. Her cheeks were red and she was fidgiting and yet she couldn't stop stop smiling at her. "So Lena what do you do for a living?"

" You don't know? I thought I was pretty famous."

"I'm not exactly connected so I prefer to get my information directly. So I'm asking, are you really a superhero?"

"I wouldn't say I'm a superhero. I'm just a person who enjoyies saving people. But what about you?"

"I'm sorry to say that my life isn't as exciting as yours. I spend most of my days going over documents and making sure that the numbers add up. Most days the most excitment is when someone has a meltdown and quits."

A hand reached out to grasp her own. " Well don't worry as long as I'm around things won't be boring."

"Oh? And how are you going to do that?" As Lena thought about what to say widowmaker decided to shake things up and leaned foward and quickly kissed her before pulling back and watching as Lena's face flooded red.

"You..I...kissed." was all she managed to say as her mind tried to fathom what just happaned. Surprisingly as she watched Lena sputter she found herself not only admiring just how fun this whole thing was but also how cute she found Lena to be.

When Lena did finally mananged to calm down and foucs on the french women currently smileing at her. "That's wasn't fair."

"And who said anyting about playing fair. You're the one who said you were going to make things exciting." This time Lena smile before disapparing in a flash of blue. For a split second widowmaker thought she'd made a tactial error. She thought she'd have to devies a new plan, that is untill Lena appared in her lap before kissing her.

"Now were even luv." Not wanting things to end like this she pulled her in again. This time making the kiss longer and more passionate. Lena melted into her arms and wrapped her hands around her neck.

Things would have progressed further had the owner not loudly cleared his throat to get their attention. Lena hoped of her like a grenade and apologized to the owner as well as the few patrons that had noticed their display. As they took their seats Lena although embarrassed at what she'd just done was pretty relaxed. And seeing that Widomaker was currently smiling a only slightly fake smile made her feel even better.

"I must say Lena, if we plan to do this every time we meet then we should probably go someplace private next time."

"I take it that means you want to see me again."

"Of course I do." As she saw Lena's face light up and her smile grow bigger widowmaker for a moment felt something else from deep within her cold body. Whataver it was she liked what she was feeling but she wasn't about to let it control her.