hi i am back, thank you to everyone who reviewed and took the time to read my story, so to clear somethings up because some people were confused.

The hostage is gender-neutral, that will be explained later on why, also will be explain why Reaper wants the information on Blackwatch, and how the hostages knows all of this,

this is going to be a story with filler OC, so be prepared their in this chapter and will be for the rest of the story, but don't worry you have seen them before if you watched the trailers

Alexander: 20 (the man crouching down next to Gabriel in Ana origin story).

Beatrix: 24 (the woman holding the overwatch flag in the background in the cinematic trailer).

and Sombra: 28 (no identity yet but she will be in this story later on).

Also thanks to people who told me where mistakes were, I'll get to fixing though up when I have the time, if theres anything else that you the reader is confused about just send me a comment, and i'll tell you or fix it in the story, this is a learning experience in writing for me, so theres going to be mistakes but constructive criticism is fine and accepted in the comment section anyway on to the story.

McCree shifted his feet as he stood next to the commander on the launch pad in utter silence, and it was driving him up the wall. He shifted again hands, on his hips, he looked around not knowing what to do, finely he cracked.

"Ok commander, can you please tell me what were doing here, because i am confused as hell?" he asked looking up at the commander, who stood next to the teen in silence. Gabe looked at McCree from the Conor of his eye in a challenging stare, the boy just challenged him right back flicking his hat up just a bit to see the commander better. Reyes looked forward before he spoke.

"Blackwatch is going to hold the most experience black ops members around the world, that means, we have to wait for them to come to the headquarters as a formal greeting" Reyes explained, McCree looked confused at the commander.

"And the reason your here is because I told you to be, now stand up straight, act professional and shut up. Their here" He growled, the cowboy obeyed turning around looking up to the sky, seeing the carrier in the distance. They watched it land, a rush of air washed passed them, McCree had to hold his hat so that wouldn't fly away, but at the same time a sinking feeling tingled in his chest. The door opened with a loud machinable whirr, a man started yelling orders at the at the agents,

but McCree couldn't hear him over the sound of the propeller cooling down. The agents poured out of the plane carrying army sacks, lining up facing Reyes and McCrees, McCree stood up a little straighter, hands behind his back, trying to act intimidating, which seemed to have worked, because most looked away from him.

"Gabriel good to see you mate hows it going?" the Australia captain said, shaking the commanders hand heartily, next to him a young dark skinned, english-african woman, who looked a year or two older them McCree. She was wearing an overwatch uniform with blue béret over her dread locked black hair, she gave a nodded to the commander which he replied with his own.

"Good to see you again too Noah" Gabe greeted back, with a wide smile. McCree raised an eyebrow at the commanders sudden break of professionally character.

'Being a hypocrite of his own word. Or is he?' Jessie pondered to himself, he furrowed his eyebrows in though, Noah turned around and shouted orders at the agents about going inside to the main hall. They all obeyed, shouting a yes sir before departing. He turned back to the woman.

"Get them all settled in, and make your way back when the jobs done" he politely ordered she gave a salut.

"Yes sir" she responded, Jessie was taken back by her strong British accent.

"Thanks Beatrix" he finished, she dropped her salut and walked away.

"Fine young woman she's grown in to, last time I saw her she was a flag holder" Gabe joked. Jessie was confused, he just didn't know what to do nor act, weather if he should go with her..Beatrix, or not. He looked at Gabe for orders but he just talked to Noah about stuff, McCree shrugged turning around to leave.

"I didn't order you to leave" Reyes told him, McCree turned back around standing up straight.

"Heh heh, who's the kid?" Noah asked facing McCree with a welcoming grin.

"Names Jessie McCree sir, good to meet ya" the teen grinned back. bring his hand out, Noah happily shook it.

"McCree huh, how old are you?" he asked hands on his hips the cowboy hesitated a bit, he didn't exactly like telling people his age because he was quite… young.

"18 sir" he answered lifting his hat up a bit in bad habit, Gabe stared daggers in to him for doing so, he dropped his hand to his side giving a lope sided grin at the captain.

"young bloke huh, he your protege?" Noah asked Gabe.

"Yes he's is. Stubborn, undisciplined and young, but he has got one off the best shots I've ever seen" Gabe confessed. McCree looked to the side in embarrassment, Noah just laughed.

"But Maybe if he got his head out ass he learn too improve better" Gabe added.

"You wound me sir" McCree sarcastically said. Gabe rolled his eyes smacking McCree over the head nearly knocking his hat off.

"What do I say about this?" Gabe asked him.

"Listen to orders and don't be a shit head" McCree answered fixing his hat.

"See what i have to deal with" Gabe hissed to Noah, who was laughing his damn ass off, someone cleared their throat behind them, the three men turned around to see Beatrix standing tall well as tall as someone 5'6 could stand.

"If you three are quite done, everyone is lined up in the main hall awaiting your arrival" she cheerfully told them.

"Thank you Beatrix" Noah thanked.

"It's good to see you again cadet Beatrix lang" Gabe happily said as they walked off the plat form.

"Lieutenant Beatrix Lang sir" she corrected with a smile, he gave chuckle in return

"Lieutenant good work, but your still going to be the glorified flag holder in my books" Gabe said she looked angrily/ worriedly at him, but decided it was going to be a losing battle and gave up then and there.

"It will be an honour fighting with you again sir" she finished.

"As also with you" Gabe replied. Noah some how got in to a conversation with him again. falling behind the younger soldiers, McCrees sinking feeling was getting worse, but he just shoved it down giving a smile at the woman.

"Names Jessie McCree" McCree introduced, tipping his hat in a sign of hello.

"Beatrix Lang, nice to meet you" she greeted he looked behind at the commander and captain talked, their faces still grinning.

"Ok look, can I asks you something?" the teen asked bending down closer to the woman.

"I've known the commander for about a year now and I have never seen him this happy -it's kinda creeping me out- .How do you know him so well?" he honestly asked, looking down at the woman she shrugged coolly.

"I knew him during the later days of the omnic crises" she started.

"I was a bit older then you are when I join overwatch, -and when he used to lead it - he was a bit of mentor, dare I say a father figure. I got to know him quite well during those days, despite that he has a very…. cut throat leadership style, he was good commander. So I jumped back on the chance to work under him again." she explained, the teen looked at her confused.

"Wait how old are you?" he asked she looked at him giving a devilish smile.

"Rude to ask a woman that …. I'm 24" she answered playfully, she looked behind too see the two men were out of sight, she signed giving a slight frown.

"Always ahead of everyone else" she murmured to her self.

"What did ya say lass" Jessie asked ,looking down at her, scratching his chin

"O nothing hon, it's nothing… so, is there any one you hope to be in Blackwatch" she asked making light conversation.

"Not really, I mean most of my friends are older and in overwatch so… yea" he explained, with a shrug, looking forward. Beatrix looked at him sympathetically. Knowing from his file that he is one of the, if not the youngest person in all of Blackwatch and Overwatch, it must be hard. Most teens his age are worrying about getting a job or in to collage, he's worry about how he's going to survive the next day, in a secret sub organisation, thats going to deal with some terrifying shit and being 18 isn't going to help him no matter how good his shot is.

'Why would they let a teenager in to a black ops team' she angrily thought, cursing the person who thought that was good idea.

"Well, some one said that they met you before. Dose Alexander cross ring a bell?" the British woman asked, hoping to cheer him up, he looked at her happily with abetting smile.

"Alex yea I know him, we met back when I joined. He here" Jessie beamed at her.

"Yep, he was selected to be apart of the watch." She told him, glad to see him happy again. She barely knew the kid, but she felt like they were going to get along. They walked in to the chattering hall, filled with about 50 people. Beatrix lead McCree to Alex calling out his name.

"Alex, hon, over here" she called threw the crowed, half guiding, half dragging the cowboy over to the young man, who was reading something on the holonet.

"Oh hey. McCree no long time no see, didn't know they put you down here" Alex said, shutting the holo off. McCree and him clapped hands together doing a quick half hug, roughly patting each others backs.

"Good to see you again partner" McCree greeted hand on his friends shoulder.

"Yea, you too cowboy" Alex smirked, quickly bring McCree in to a head lock. The teen just laughed, trying to squirm out of the hold, Beatrix smiled, leaving them alone, walking to the fount of the crowed, hands behind her back proudly.

"IN LINES, LET'S GO COMMANDER REYES IS COMING AS WELL AS CAPTAIN TRAY" she yelled/ordered, everyone stopped their talking, shuffling in to lines.

"So mentoring under commander Reyes, must be a privilege" Alex said, giving a hard punch in to the teens arm. Jessie just huffed, not even caring about the now sore arm, that sinking feeling had gotten worse, to the point where McCree physically felt sick.

"It's something" McCree mumbled, Alex looked at him, slightly worried, but didn't. Push he decided to try again.

"Just stick close to me, I know you've been here for about a year now, but your no soldier McCree" Alex told him lining up, the teen looked at the floor.

"Funny most say the same thing" McCree chuckled, but it was devoid of any humour. Alex looked at him worriedly.

"Dude talk to me, what up, your not like this?" Alex asked his friend, McCree didn't say anything, Alex shook the teens shoulder, to get the cowboys attention.

"It just…" McCree looked around at all the people in the room.

"I'll tell you later" McCree insisted, Alex was going to say something, but the light chatter stopped.

"COMMANDER AND CAPTAIN IN THE ROOM" Beatrix shouted, every one saluted, then everything faded away.

wow this is longer the I thought it would be thanks for reading.