(Courier'spov)
I groan as the first beam of sunlight reaches my eyes, intense enough to disturb me from my sleep.
"Damn sun, never lets me sleep in. not here or the Mojave."
I sit up and stretch, hearing the sound of my bones popping and cracking. I open my eyes and pull up my pip-boy.
"Seven thirty, I don't think i've ever slept in this long before."
I grab my duster and my hat, walking towards the bathroom. I get in and shut the door, getting ready to clean all the muck and gunk from yesterday.
Ten minutes latter
I looked at my duster and stenson, but more specifically at the new holes and tears added to the old ones. Still, my clothes have been in far worse condition. I slipped my duster and hat on, feeling the worn cloth and faded leather still fitting like a glove.
With everything in place, I guess it's time to see the rest of the team then. I walked to the door and opened it. I made it to the corridor filled with many rooms, but I only took three steps down the hallway.
I looked at the room that was across from mine. "Maybe just a peek to see if she's awake."
I walk backwards to the room in front of mine, I grasp the doorknob and turn it slowly. Just in case I don't wake her if she's still sleeping.
The door is cracked open ever so slightly and I peek in, I see a room filled with posters, a couple plane models similar to the pictures at the Nellis Air Force base but still different. I also see a big flag hanging up on her wall that I believed to be the Union Jack flag or the U.K's national flag.
Even though the room was filled with things, there was no Tracer to be found.
I step back and shut the door the same way I opened it. " I guess she's with the others."
I walk through the corridor and outside. I stopped for a minute to look at the crashing waters and expansive sea, reflecting the light from the morning sun. It still was and will be a better view than the one from the lucky 38.
I look back and start heading to the cafeteria to get some food to start the day.
I walked past the firing range, gym, and medical ward before I got to the cafeteria.
I looked around and saw absolutely nobody, I was kind of hoping that I would see someone but I ignore the feeling. My stomach is more important right now.
I walk to the kitchen and to the stove, I was about to pull some things from my inventory to cook but I saw something.
I walked over to the note sticking to the fridge and read it.
Courier, thanks for the food last night. What did you call it, brahman steaks, ? Well anyways, I felt a little bit guilty for having you cook for me. ESPECIALLY after you got hurt yesterday, I'm still sorry for that. Well I decided to make you something, I hope you like it. ~ Lena
I look away from the note and at the stove where I cooked last night. "You didn't have to do that Tracer, I don't deserve it."
I looked back at the note and saw there was more writing.
P.S. Winston, Reinhardt and I are in the lab after your done. Also I figured that you didn't have microwaves out in that bloody wasteland so I put instructions on how to reheat the food on the back, see you soon love ! ~ Lena
I finished reading the note and realized something.
"The fucks a microwave ?"
I put the note down and open the fridge and what I saw made my mouth salivate just from the looks. It was bacon and eggs on a plate covered with seran wrap, and it looked great to.
I pulled the plate out and put it on the counter, I then grabbed the seran wrap and pull it off. I pick up the note and flip it so I can read the instructions for reheating the food.
After thoroughly reading it, I look around for a metal box with a window and controls on the side that is supposed to be sitting on the counter. I scan the counter and I see something that matches the description. I grab the plate and walk over to what I think is the "microwave" and I press the blank button and the front opened up for me to put the plate inside.
I put the plate inside, close the front and press the numbers 3 and 0. I look back at the not reading it again making sure I did this right. I look back to the microwave and press the start button.
I instantly see the machine light up and I can hear the bacon start sizzling inside. I walk over to a drawer and pull out a fork and knife. As I shut the drawer, I was startled by a beeping noise and I turn back to the microwave.
I see the lights are off so I guess it's done reheating. I press the button that opens it up and I am instantly greeted by the smell of cooked bacon and fried eggs. I grab the now warm plate and my silverware and go find a seat to eat this delicious meal.
Twenty minutes later
After I cleaned the plate and silverware, I started heading to the lab to meet up with Tracer and my other allies.
After reaching the entrance to the lab, I could hear voices in the silence that has been going on this morning.
I walk in and see Tracer, Winston and this "Reinhardt" person conversing among themselves. None of them realizing that I'm here yet. I feel now it's time to announce my arrival.
"Howdy folks, sorry I'm late. I slept in longer than I should have."
They all turn and see me standing in the doorway to the lab. Two of them saying hello and the third jumping up and giving me a bone crushing hug.
"Love your heart finally, did you get my note ?"
I look a little lower and smile, seeing messy brown hair. I wrap my arms around her, telling her the hug is appreciated even though I did not say anything.
"I did Tracer, and it was great though you didn't have to make me anything. "
Tracer pulls out of the hug and looks at me quizzically." What do you mean, of course I had to. You made me food two times in a row and I haven't done a single thing to earn it."
I look away from her. "Believe me when I say I don't deserve it, I have done terrible things to many people. Both being good and bad, I don't feel like i've earned it."
"Hey, don't feel bad about it. I understand, I mean we KILL people to keep the world from tearing itself apart. We are all guilty in some way, we just have to cope with it ."
I still don't look at her. "R-right, cope with it…."
She placered her hand on my shoulder and forced my gaze up, giving me a reassuring smile. "Hey, don't worry too much. We can talk about this latter when you feel ready, ok ?"
She let go of my shoulder and grabbed my arm, pulling me forward. "Well anyways, there is someone I wanted you to meet."
She stopped bumped me with her elbow. Guess that's a sign for me to look up. I look up and I see a man with a thick grey beard and hair, and he is ripped from head to toe in muscles and scars. Though he doesn't have as many as I do. I could also see he is at a work bench, working on some large armour and what looks like a super sledge on buffout.
We were just staring each other down for an unknown amount of time, he decided to break the silence first.
"So you must be this Courier that Lena has been telling me about, "Savior of the Mojave" from her words."
I still look at him unintimidated by his appearance, I have seen and stared down scarier things out in the wasteland than him.
"Yeah, names Courier. You must be Reinhardt, I've heard a little bit about you from these two." I point my thumb behind me, indicating the two other people behind me.
"Aye, you do not look to be intimidated by my appearance. Why is that ?"
I lift my gaze up a little higher to look right in his eyes. "I've seen scarier and bigger things in my travels out in the Mojave and places elsewhere, just because you bigger than me doesn't mean that i'm spooked because of it."
He cracks a smile and raises his hand indicating I should shake it, I raise my hand and grasp his. I shake it lightly but I keep the grip tight enough for him to know I'm stronger than I appear to be. "Quite the grip."
He starts chuckling a little and looks over to Tracer and Winston. "Hey Lena, Winston, you two sure know how to pick em I tell you."
Winston starts laughing a little. "You have no idea, I mean he was shot, cut, blown up and stabbed by a meat hook. Courier here sures knows how to take a beating and keep going."
Winston stops for a second and looks at me. "Now that I remember. Courier, I need to talk to you about yesterday's mission. Not now but later."
I nod, letting him know that I understand.
Winston smiles a little. "Good, now anyways. Everybody listen for a moment, we need to talk about our next assignment."
Tracer grabs and office chair and wheeled herself over to us and Reinhardt just flips his chair around. I just stand still but still listen to what our next assignment is.
"Alright everyone, I recently just hacked on of the U.N. satellites and I recently got a few of our other members positions and a handful of candidates who could become new recruits ."
Tracer scoots herself a little closer to Winston. "So who did you find love ?"
Winston straightens himself out a little. "I found Genji, Angela and few other people who could join us but we will cross that bridge when we get there. So for now, we will focus on our older members first."
Reinhardt decided to put his two cents in. "Wait, what about Torbjorn, Mcree and the others ?"
"Some of them are enroute to us here at Gibraltar, the others well….."
Winston looks down a little. "(sigh) Some of them are dead already."
Reinhardt stood up from his chair with a somewhat surprised, saddened and angered look on his face. "How ? We were some of the best. Overwatch members don't just roll over and drop dead."
I could see the hesitation in Winston's eyes, weighing which option would be worse on telling him or keeping the truth for now. But he decided by biting the bullet by saying the three words that I don't think Reinhardt will ever forget.
"It was Talon."
I watched the workbench go flying across the room as I could practically feel the anger from Reinhardt, and sadness from Tracer and Winston rolling off them. I now feel some regret for not being able to do anything to really help them.
Reinhardt's growling grew louder after every second and nobody dared to say something while he voiced his frustrations. "Those HEATHENS ! Those pathetic ingrates, how dare they kill our friends, our family ! When I get my hands on those who hurt us, I WILL MAKE THEM ALL PAY !"
I Guess I'm the only one who has the guts to say something to him right now. "Reinhardt, calm down. I know it's bad but we can't lose our heads right now."
He looked at me with a intense glare. "What do you suppose I should do then ? Just sit here idly and wait for them to come for me so I can avenge our fallen. No I think not."
I give him an unamused look. "That is not what I'm saying."
He took a step towards me. "Then what are you saying then ?"
I also take a step forward and give him a glare that could rival his. "What I'm saying is that you're letting your anger cloud your mind, you need to calm down right now !"
I take a step back and take a second to breathe and vent my frustrations before I spoke. "Ok, I get where you're coming from right now ok. I really do, but being angry is not the answer right now."
From what I could see right now, he backed off a little bit and calmed down. Not saying anything, just listening to what I'm saying.
I could see the shocked looks on the other two's faces right now. I see Tracer's shocked look turn into a grin, happy I got through to him.
I look back to Reinhardt. "Right now I second what Winston said, we need to get the old members of Overwatch before Talon tries something. Along the way, we will pick up recruits to help us fight talon because just the handful of us and the other aren't enough to take on Talon."
He grabs his chair and pulls it up and sits down. "Alright Courier, I see I was letting my anger get in the way. I apologize for that, but how are we going to do this ?"
I nod and turn to the big gorilla in the room. "Thats his job because I'm still getting used to this."
Winston looks away and goes to the big computer he was typing at before my intrusion and begins putting something in. Alright, we need to move quick and decisive. "We can't let Talon know what we're up to because that would only create more problems for us."
He finishes typing and a map of the globe pops up on the screen. "Alright, we have a few locations on where we could start. It's just a matter of who to go after first."
We all gather around and look at the map. I then look between Tracer and Reinhardt. I look back to the map.
"Where do we start first ?"
Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up guys. I had a blackout at my house and it screwed my computer up because of it. But don't worry, I got my computer fixed and I got another got another chapter posted. Remember to comment and review so I can do a better job. -Paladin Leroy
