This chapter came out a little shorter than I intended, and I hope to make it up in the next chapter! The next chapter is going to be a lot more action packed...and better yet, Angela's going to see Reaper for the first time in the next one, so stay tuned for it! Hope everyone enjoys and thanks for all the lovely reviews everyone!

Note: To my current readers, I updated the second chapter to reflect some canon facts I forgot about, sorry about that!

Chapter 4
A New Arrival

The Texas night was warm and clear. Millions of stars sparkled in the velvet sky overhead. The moon shone its brightest, illuminating the small town that was situated in the desert. Off in the outskirts of the rural town, was an old, dilapidated house. The paint was peeling off the outside walls, the old porch having more than a few rotted planks of wood. Most of the windows were broken or altogether gone. Inside, a fine layer of dust covered everything. As old and unsound as the house seemed to be, it was harboring one occupant. An older man with a blue and white jacket, with the number '76' emblazoned across the back in red. Soldier 76, the man who had the whole world searching for him, was sitting in an old rickety chair reading a newspaper by candlelight.

The news about the break in at the museum had made national headlines. The terrorist known as Reaper was accompanied by the Talon operative Widowmaker. It was reported they were after the Doomfist that was currently residing at that museum. What peaked 76's interest was that two former Overwatch operatives had come after the two in an attempt to stop them. The investigation into the break-in was ongoing, of course. He was sure the UN and IJC were trying to keep things quiet while they conducted the manhunt on him, and now looked into why former Overwatch operatives were suddenly active. Was a recall initiated? It was a big risk to recall Overwatch agents and Jack felt it irresponsible. Anyone found involved in any form of Overwatch activity would be hunted down and arrested.

The newspaper was thrown to the ground and the candle put out. He sat back in the chair, which creaked in protest to his weight put on its back. 76 sat in the darkness for a moment as he let himself think what his next actions should be. He wanted to investigate why Winston and Tracer were suddenly active, but there was something of bigger importance that took priority. He wanted to follow up on another lead that was half way across the world in the warm sands of Egypt.

It wasn't far from where Soldier 76 was hiding out another familiar face was smoking a cigar and watching the news in some seedy bar. A man in a blue suit was talking about the second Omnic Crisis in Russia, and moved on to inform them about new terror attacks in Numbani. Hostilities against Omnics had been on the rise especially after the assassination of Mondatta. It also mentioned the ongoing investigation into the attempted theft of the Doomfist by Talon operatives Reaper and Widowmaker. The news then showed the picture of a bearded man in a cowboy hat.

" Authorities are also looking for this man, Jesse McCree. He is wanted for armed robbery of a hypertrain headed to Houston..."

Jesse paid for his whiskey and quietly left before the bartender or any coherent drunk could match the photo on the screen to him. As he walked down the dusty street under the night sky, he thought back when he first saw the footage of the museum attack. Winston and Tracer had gone after those two terrorists. It was the first time he had seen either of them in quite some time. He had gotten the recall on his own communication device, despite having left Blackwatch and Overwatch altogether before Gabriel Reyes staged that coup on the Headquarters. He had also decided that evening to have target practice with that device. It was now in a million different pieces in some desert wash.
However, it was becoming more of an appealing idea to respond to the recall and join Winston and Tracer. Staying in America was dangerous since he was a wanted man now. He would do some investigative work and figure out where the two were staying, and from there, would figure out a way to get to them.

A few days had gone by and everyone was settling into the Gibraltar base. Angela had taken residence in the room above Winston's lab. It was the old medical lab, and she had set out to clean it all up. The equipment was dusted off and powered up to make sure it worked. The old beds had their linens cleaned and put back on. The operating room, which was sectioned off into its own room of glass walls, was thoroughly cleaned and sterilized to Angela's standards. By time she was done, the room was clean enough to eat off its tiled floors. If anyone thought that a little heavy duty cleaning would wear out Angela, they were sorely mistaken.
Angela wanted to compile a database of updated medical files on those present on the base. It had been so long since she seen them all, and as a doctor, a lot could happen in that span of time. She gave them physicals and asked about any current health issues. She began chiding Reinhardt for not putting himself on a vitamin regime given his age and activity. It was something she started him on immediately despite Reinhardt's protests that he was as fit as a bull. Most of them forgot what it was like to try and argue with Angela when it came to their health and well being. Winston was even taken aback when Angela agreed that Athena was right; he ought to be doing more cardio.

Genji was the last to be evaluated that evening. Angela gave him his physical and checked out his cybernetics which were all in excellent shape. He reported having never had issues with them over the years. As she typed up his data file, he looked at her fondly. He had always had a soft spot for the doctor, especially after she had rescued him. It was not the most convenient rescue. The damage Hanzo had done to him resulted in the fact he had to be fitted with cybernetics to even have a hope of staying alive. While he had had trouble accepting that about himself for a while, he finally found peace with it and was thankful he was even given a second chance. But...for all his fondness for her and all she done for him, he knew she would never reciprocate those feelings. Even back then, he knew where her heart truly lied...and he always felt it had been misplaced.

"Dr. Ziegler, you know...you always seem at peace with everything when you're trying to help someone," he said as he sat on the examination table. Angela looked to Genji for a moment and offered a small smile.

"I suppose so. It's what us doctors try to do, after all," she said, finishing up his file and saving it. " That's it for you, Genji. I think tonight Reinhardt is cooking for us. Did you want to do cooking cuty tomorrow?"

"Ah, no thank you. Not everyone has a taste for most Japanese foods beyond sushi and tempura," he said with a little laugh. " I shall be on my way, Dr. Ziegler, and thank you again."

Genji gave a bow towards her and exited her labs. After all the work she had been doing the past few hours, she felt quite famished. She logged out of the computer and left her lab. The metal doors swished open automatically and closed back just as swiftly once she exited. Angela looked across from her spot to see Winston at his desk. Winston was sitting over there, looking at his computer screens. She walked over and looked at all the web pages he had up, which broadcasted various news stations from across the world.

"No sign of him, I take it," she said, knowing full well he was waiting to hear about any sighting of their target, Soldier 76. Winston's lips moved a little as he grumbled.

"No, sadly. Plenty more of attacks in Russia though, and a thwarted terrorist attack in Berlin by some radicalized anti-Omnic gang. Russia is apparently beginning to build new mechs to combat the Omnics," he said, pointing to one screen. "76's last known spotting was in Dorado, though...he could be making his way to America."

"Or south to the Bolivian or Argentinian watchpoints there. Hard to know until he strikes," she said, blue eyes scanning over all the news reports glowing before her. " Any news on McCree?"

"None. No response. But the recall did reach him...he may have left before everything went down, but he was still part of us. It was worth a shot," he said, reaching into the small mini-fridge to his left for a jar of peanut butter. Angela watched with apprehension in her eyes.

"I still cannot understand how you have made it this far only on peanut butter," she remarked.

"Don't be silly...I also have bananas," Winston said with a cheeky grin.

Angela was about to say something, but a sudden blue streak and chipper voice took her by surprise. No matter how long she'd known Lena, her zipping around always had taken Angela off guard.

" Guess what! Fareeha's here! She's just arrived!"

Angela had always been on good terms with Ana's daughter, Fareeha. However, the poor girl never trult got a chance to join up with Overwatch like she had wanted. It made her wonder how she even knew to get in contact with them.

"Winston. How did you manage to get a hold of Fareeha? She has never been an official Overwatch agent," Angela asked, folding her arms.

"I made a few calls and got in contact with her...she was working for the Helix Security, but was more interested in meeting up with us," he said with a smile, sliding out of his seat. "Come on, let's go meet her!"

The three left Winston's research lab to go see Fareeha. She was just walking up the path with Reinhardt and Torbjörn. She was smiling and seemed in good spirits. Lena happily zipped over to them, giving Fareeha a sudden hug and welcome. Angela and Winston made their way over. Fareeha grinned and hugged Angela tight.

"It's nice to see you again, Dr. Ziegler. You look well!" she said, looking her over promptly, once she released her from the tight hug.

" And you've grown! How has Egypt been?" she asked.

It seemed to be custom now that everyone caught up with each other over dinner when they first arrived. They all made their way over to the meeting room to have the dinner Reinhardt cooked and learn what Fareeha had been up to. She talked about joining the Egyptian army, then finding work with Helix Security, a company that ironically guarded most of the shut down watchpoints that once belonged to Overwatch. There were stories of stopping civil unrest, as well as the heralding tale of the Anubis AI, which Overwatch quarantined a long time ago.
Winston filled her in about the attack Reaper made on their base, and the real story behind the attempted theft of the Doomfist. Fareeha was surprised, but glad Winston was safe and they managed to stop the two.
As the food began to disappear, Winston began to explain that the recall was indeed illegal and he knew that. They all had decided though, that now they were all together, they would remake Overwatch into what it should have been and do their best to make a difference in the world again. Everything the other countries and agencies were doing was not working, and the Omnic Crisis in Russia was beginning to spin out of control. The world needed heroes then, and they certainly needed them now. This was why they all came back, to make a difference once more.

"You know, I completely agree. Helix does what they can, but...I sometimes feel it isn't enough. I will be happy to serve Overwatch under your guidance, Winston," Fareeha said.

The evening ended on a high note, with the team gaining one more member. They were now a team of seven. There were so many other agents the recall went to, and Angela knew some would not respond for fear of imprisonment. Some she had to accept the fact they may have passed away. This was why they needed to recruit and it would be something she would talk to Winston about in the morning. For now, Angela laughed and joined in some dessert while Reinhardt told stories. Some of it felt like old times, but somehow, a little lonelier than before.