Sunlight streamed into the room through the large windows overlooking the rest of Watchpoint Gibraltar, the waves of the bay glistened in the morning sun, the calming sounds of the waves rolling into the shore filled the air. John stirred as the sunlight landed on his face, squinting one eye open as he slowly awakened. I should buy some curtains for this place, he thought, clearly irritated by the light. As if on command the tint of the windows' glass darkened, blocking out most of the sunlight. John groggily sat up in surprise, Or maybe not. A giggle from the doorway brought his focus away from the windows.
"Good morning sunshine!" Lena stood there holding a remote control, "Winston programmed this for your room after we found which one you were holed up in." She grinned as she tossed the remote onto the food of the bed. "Ready for your first day as a member of the new Overwatch?" Her enthusiasm was palpable, and John debated the merits of just staying in bed.
"I guess…" John groaned, stretching his arms towards the sky. "Give me a bit to get ready, I'll meet you in the mess hall?" Lena nodded in return, the door shutting behind her. John's focus moved to the coffee table in the center of the room, a gift basket of sorts had been left for him. Lena must've brought this in too. John moved to examine the gift, it had all the essentials that he would need; deodorant, shampoo, conditioner, all the toiletries he could ask for. There was even a small pile of clothing provided for him by his hosts. Although it was far from the highest quality stuff, John wasn't picky, smiling as he turned the shower on. The space was smaller than that of his London flat, although it seemed to have much more recent appliances installed than his old residence. John sighed with relief as he stepped into the shower, feeling clean for the first time since his flat went up in smoke. After freshening up, John examined the clothes he had been given. In his possession, he had a plain white t-shirt with the Overwatch logo on the left breast, a pair of olive cargo pants, and a grey zip-up hoody with the word Overwatch inscribed along the left arm, with another logo on the back. John put on the clothes and wore the hoody unzipped as he made his way out of his room. The halls of Gibraltar were much more well-lit during the day, sunlight filled almost every corner of the facility with its numerous windows looking out over the bay. John picked up the scent of bacon from the mess hall, as he entered he was met with Lena cooking breakfast with Winston sitting near a table that was comically small for him. Lena's head turned as John entered the room.
"Oi there you are luv! We were wondering if you were ever going to make it!" Laughing as she continued to cook the food. John heard a chuckle from Winston as he made his way over to the table, nodding as he sat down across from the scientist.
"Yes, I trust you've gotten more acclimated since last night?" Winston inquired, his voice respectful yet stern. John nodded in reply.
"Yeah, getting some rest helped a ton, glad to see the food's improved since I was last here." Winston and Lena both chuckled, John smiled as he felt something he hadn't felt in quite a long time, content. Lena had finished cooking the food and had brought it over to the table, leaving again to grab additional plates and silverware, even early in the morning she was full of energy. Winston cleared his throat to grab John's attention.
"Well, we have a lot of work ahead of us, only a few agents responded to the recall signal. We'll have to go and pick up most of them, although a few can make their way here alone. There are a couple of individuals that I want you and Lena to look into- "He was cut off by Lena's return to the table.
"We can talk about all that later luv, let's eat first!" John chuckled as Lena sat down next to him, eyeing the food she had prepared. "Dig in!" John took a healthy portion of scrambled eggs, several slices of bacon, and a piece of toast from the pile. Taking his first bite into the toast he found it to be rather undercooked. Winston noticed the disappointment in John's face as he bit into the toast, shaking the table with a deep laugh.
"Sorry about that John, I suppose I should've warned you that Lena isn't the best cook!" Lena glared at the gorilla, causing his laughter increase.
"No, it's uh… Really good?" John looked at Lena, his eyes a mixture of confusion and fear. She returned his glance with a welcoming smile.
"Don't worry luv, it's fine!" Lena laughed, clearly aware that her cooking was far from perfect. John poured a healthy amount of salt and pepper onto his eggs so that they'd have some flavor, letting go a sigh of relief due to Lena's sportsmanship. After they all had finished eating the dishes were placed into the sink after being rinsed clean, whatever was leftover was thrown away into the incinerator. John had known that Gibraltar held and incinerator within it, his shock was noticed by Lena who chuckled.
"What, did you think the garbage men would come out here for us?" John laughed as they made their way towards Winston's lab. As they entered, John noticed a rifle placed upon a table on the side of the room, with a few modifications made to it.
"Ah," Winston spoke, "I see you've noticed your new weapon. Normally we'd go through some combat training for a recruit, but Lena here vouches quite heavily for your skills." John glanced over to find Lena winking at him with her fingers arranged like guns, he silently chuckled. "This is a mostly standard DMR, it's not quite the same as your old pulse rifle," Winston continued. "Some modifications have been made to the scope to allow for variable aiming, a silencer has been built into the barrel although that does come at the cost of stopping power, and the magazine can hold 12 rounds, which should be more than enough if you're at the ideal range. A magnetic grip system was put onto the side of the weapon to allow it to be holstered on the back of any Overwatch gear, we put small traces of mag- "
"Yeah Winston, I'm sure he'd love to hear about all the science mumbo-jumbo later." Lena interrupted, John wordlessly thanked her. "I'm pretty sure he knows how to use a gun."
"Of course," Winston stammered, "Let's talk about the first agent you're going to go and recall. Athena bring up the information on Genji Shimada." The screen on the far wall of the laboratory lit up with information, including a profile shot of the agent. "Genji answered the recall signal near his hometown in Japan, he mentioned that he was with an Omnic monk named Zenyatta, who also expressed interest in joining us." Lena seemed to shift uncomfortably at the mention of Zenyatta, John had heard things about the assassination of Mondatta in London, but was unaware that he had a brother. "Genji mentioned that he had some family business to deal with before he rejoined us here at Gibraltar, but hopefully that should be finished by the time you two land in Japan. If you head to the shuttle bay you'll find a ship prepped for the trip, I had Athena fully stock it with whatever you should need, best of luck!" Winston shouted as Lena and John left the laboratory, John's new rifle slung across his back.
"Isn't this exciting luv? Your first mission as a real Overwatch agent!" Lena excitedly cheered as the made their way back through the mess hall.
"Well I did do some work as a grunt if you remember, but I never was one of the hotshot heroes like you." John chuckled, Lena's enthusiasm had rubbed off on him more than he'd care to admit. The shuttle that awaited them was much larger than the one they had taken out of London, with two pilots seats and enough space in the back for several passengers. John examined the hold as he ascended the ramp, Is that a couch? Is that a minibar? Fuck me, the best we got as grunts were cramped seats and a water bottle. John's bewildered expression earned a giggle from Lena as she hopped into the cockpit. John sat down on the couch as he heard Lena's voice from the speakers.
"This is your pilot Lena Oxton, thank you for choosing Tracer Airlines! We'll arrive in Japan with 10 hours, maybe faster if I don't use autopilot!" John heard a giggle from the speakers before they shut off, they loading ramp had closed and the shuttle began to lift off the ground. John gazed out the window at the Bay of Gibraltar as the soared towards Japan and their first recalled agent.
