John lay on the couch in the back of the shuttle, his hood pulled over his eyes in a vain attempt to steal some additional sleep out of the day. The rhythmic shakes of the cabin as they soared over Europe was relaxing, serving to subtly cradle him to sleep. He opened one eye as he heard the door to the pilot's cabin open, Tracer was walking down the stairs towards him. John sighed as he pushed himself up into a sitting position on the couch, making room for her to sit, I guess I won't be getting any extra sleep. She sat down next to him with a laugh, and spoke the first words of their conversation.

"Hey sleepyhead, we're about two hours out of Japan. I switch on the autopilot for the rest of the trip, should be clear sailing from here on in." Tracer sunk into the couch as she spoke, extending her arms and legs to their fullest length before returning them to their resting position. "It'll be good to see Genji again, he always was fun to race around the base, one of the few people that can keep up with me!" Her gaze was focused out the windows, reminiscing over the memories of the original Overwatch. John chuckled as he glanced over to her.

"Was there anyone you weren't friends with in the original squad?" John playfully questioned.

"Nope, I think I got along fine with everyone!" Her smile shone back to John before they both broke into laughter, John had become much more positive during his time with the woman, her aura of positivity was easy to find yourself drawn into. John shifted the conversation in a more serious direction.

"So you're alright with this? Meeting a member of the Shambali after what happened in King's Row?" John's voice was stern; he didn't want to put Tracer into a situation she'd be uncomfortable in.

She nodded in return, "You can't expect to keep going forward if you're always focused on the past! Besides, I've always wanted to meet one of the Shambali, I only ever saw Mondatta speak." Even when faced with a serious discussion she always found a way to spin it into positivity. The two discussed the happier memories of their time in Overwatch, the conversations would periodically stop for the two to laugh, mostly at Tracer's recollection of her time there. They both halted the conversation as the shuttle slowed to hover above a small town in Japan, "I guess we're here then!" Tracer leapt up from the couch and moved back into the pilot's cabin, John followed and sat down beside her. The center console read Hanamura as their destination, out of the front of the shuttle they could make out a small town with alleyways mazing around the main streets. A large building with a model of some sort of fish creature in a UFO eating ramen was clearing the most popular spot in town, with hundreds of people filing in and out of it. Though John couldn't read Japanese he had spent much of his youth in the arcades of the United States, the sight was a familiar one as he saw patrons exiting with prizes as big as they were. "I always wanted to see where Genji was from, it looks very peaceful." Tracer gazed with wonder at the sights below, focusing keenly on the large number of cherry trees that dotted the town, their blossoms in full bloom. A voice rang from the communicator stored in the center console.

"Lena is that you?" A man spoke, his voice sounded metallic, "I didn't think they'd send you to pick us up."

"Genji! It's been too long, luv!" Tracer excitedly responded into the communicator. "Where are you?"

"We are in the opening to your east; you can see the remains of a large Omnic in it." Genji replied.

"Ah, I see you now, stand back for us to land!" Tracer chimed, clearly happy at reuniting with her friend. The shuttle slowly descended to the ground, gently landing on the grassy opening with despite its size. John and Tracer both moved to the back of the shuttle as the door opened, they were met with the sight of an Omnic monk and a katana-wielding cyborg before them. Tracer sprinted out to meet them, hugging the cyborg deeply. Genji returned the gesture, chuckling as he did so.

"It is good to see that our time apart has not reduced your energy, Miss Oxton." Genji spoke, his words methodical and calculated.

"You haven't changed a bit, you old bucket of bolts!" Tracer laughed as they released their embrace. John walked up to the trio, extending his hand to Genji.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Mister Shimada, I've heard quite the tales of your accomplishments from Lena here." Genji's mechanical hand firmly grasped John's as he shook it, nodding as he did so.

"This is my master, Zenyatta, a monk from the Shambali Monastery in Nepal." Genji motioned to the Omnic floating by his side.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, I am pleased to meet any friends of Genji's." Zenyatta's words were slow and melodic, his speech calming even the most nervous man. The Omnic bowed to Tracer and John, and they returned the gesture. Tracer looked like she had met a Rockstar, her eyes filled with wonder.

"It's an honor to meet a member of the Shambali, Mondatta was an inspiration to me!" Her giddy voice barely contained by her shaking frame, her excitement was acknowledged by a chuckle from both John and Genji.

"To us all, I miss him dearly." Zenyatta replied, his tone held no sadness or anger, the perfect image of harmony. "Shall we board the shuttle? I believe we can wait there for Genji as he finishes up some personal business inside the town." Zenyatta slowly floated his way up the ramp and into the cabin.

"Give us a shout when you're ready, luv!" Tracer waved as Genji nodded in return, disappearing in a cloud of smoke. Well, shit, I can't do that. John chuckled as he made his way onto the shuttle with Tracer, the ramp closing behind them. Tracer seemed as though she wanted to speak to the Omnic about something important, which Zenyatta took note of.

"Is there something you wish to speak with me about, Miss Oxton?" Zenyatta calmly asked, Tracer seemed to calm down at the sound of his voice.

"I wanted to apologize for what happened to Mondatta. I was there and I tried to stop it, but I couldn't, I feel like it's my fault that the died, that there was something more I could've done to save him. I won't blame you if you don't forgive me." Tracer's face had become serious; the confession was one that she had wanted to make since she heard they were meeting the late Mondatta's brother. Zenyatta nodded along as she spoke, carefully considering her words.

"Do not worry, my child, the fault does not lie with you. Mondatta knew the risks of his task, he gladly gave his life to help improve the relations between Human and Omnic. The Iris embraces all of us, and Mondatta now resides within it. The true fault should lie with the one who pulled the trigger. To kill someone so peaceful and noble truly requires a heart filled with discord. There is nothing to forgive, my child." Zenyatta's harmonious words filled Tracer with joy as she broke out into her trademark smile. Zenyatta would do the same, but as an Omnic he lacked the capability to do so. John sat wordlessly on the couch, this discussion was something that he had no part in, it was very personal to Tracer. The three sat together on the cabin, Zenyatta told them tales of his time in the monastery, and the process of healing the deep-seated doubts that plagued Genji. By the time John had next looked out the window the sky was already dark, with the moon high in the sky. A cloud of smoke swirled outside the shuttle door, and Genji emerged from within, Tracer opened the door to let him inside.

"Welcome back, luv. Did you finish up everything?" Genji nodded in return, glancing over at Zenyatta, the Omnic would flash a knowing look, but his metallic face sat emotionless.

"Indeed I have, I believe that my brother Hanzo will be making his way to Overwatch soon, if only to keep a close eye on me." Genji chuckled as he finished his sentence, he had forgiven Hanzo for almost killing him in his youth, the aid of Zenyatta was instrumental in Genji accepting what he had become. "My brother walks a similar path to mine; he has been consumed by the wounds he feels for his actions. I believe that they will heal in time, and that there is hope for him yet." Genji sat down on the floor of the shuttle, Zenyatta floating over to his side before lowering himself to the ground. "We are going to begin our meditation for the trip back, you are welcome to join us." His welcoming gaze turned to Tracer and John.

"We'd love to, just let me go set the autopilot for Gibraltar!" Tracer eagerly replied, blinking into the cockpit. John laughed as he sat down across from Zenyatta, mimicking his stance. The three laughed as Tracer blinked back and hastily mimicked Genji's position, her giggle soon joining theirs. The shuttle soared off into the sky, it's propulsion shaking blossoms from the trees around the opening.