"Bravo Cherie." The Commander said.

Widowmaker couldn't tell if he was trying to be condescending but she simply nodded and responded "Yes sir." The Commander turned on the television screen behind him. News reports of the incident at the Vishkar building flashed across the screen.

"A bit more chaotic than your usual work." He chuckled. "But effective. Overwatch has been decapitated and discredited. We need only to engineer confrontation between the world governments and the Omnics." He waved his hand. "I'll summon you when I have your next assignment." Widowmaker turned to leave.

"A bit surprising that Lena Oxton is still alive don't you think?"

"Quoi?" Widowmaker said over her shoulder.

"She was there, at the crash. Piloted the jet actually, then came after you but you had already been extracted. Sombra on the other hand..."

"You did not tell me she was there." Widowmaker said.

"What does it matter?"

"It..I expect to be fully briefed on my targets."

The Commander considered her carefully. "The oversight will be considered, you are dismissed." Widowmaker exited the room. Widowmaker returned to her dormitory. The room was small and stark. Recently she had removed most of her personal belongings, finding them to be mostly clutter now. She changed out of her tactical gear and sat down. On the small side table was a book titled "Un Coup de Dés Jamais " She picked it up and opened it. A scrap of paper fell out which listed a few other books on the back it read "Try these ones next luv!" Expressionless, she crumbled up the paper and tossed it into the trash.

"Chaos today in New York as the city is rocked by terror attacks. Dozens of people reported killed and many more injured after an Overwatch airplane crashed in the city just outside the recently completed Vishkar Corporation building. The crash followed what appeared to be the assassination of Overwatch second in command Captain Ana Amari. Amari had just been sent to represent the organization in the UN but now her status is now unknown. Following the attack it appears an unknown assailant shot down the plane causing millions of dollars in damages. The Vishkar Corporation did not respond to requests for comment. This comes at a precarious time for the organization when some on both sides of the aisle are calling for Overwatch to be dissolved. Ambassador David Petras today brought the so called Petras Act to the floor of the UN today, an international resolution that would outlaw any Overwatch activity as the work of vigilantes. Some factions of Omnics have voiced support for the law and even Overwatch supporters agree it may soothe tensions to disband the organization. We'll keep you updated as this story proceeds. Joan Callamezzo, back to you in the studio."

Lena walked through the hospital's hallway to the ICU. She entered a room filled with people in bulletproof vests and suits. Lena started to feel overwhelmed but a gentle hand layed on her shoulder. Fareeha stood right behind Lena.

"Come, I'll help you get through." She stepped out in front and led the way towards the bed. Morrison was sitting up in his bed. He had gauze on the lesions on his face but he was still barking orders. "I don't care what the news is saying! There's too much at stake!" Lena was able to relax a little bit. If he was yelling, then he was okay. He turned his head to the two women walking up to his side. "Excellent work you two."

Fareeha went right to business. "We were unsuccessful in stopping Widowmaker." Fareeha shuddered a bit and Lena notice. Fareeha continued to speak. "She had already fled the scene."

Jack scoffed. "Of course... I figured Talon would save the violence for tomorrow. But they are unpredictable as ever."

Lena spoke next. "Speaking of unpredictable, we met a Talon agent that Overwatch had never seen before."

Jack scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. "What happened? Who was it?"

Lena shrugged. "I didn't catch her name."

"We have her in custody. Once she has woken up, she'll be interrogated." Jack looked back at Fareeha.

"I'm so sorry Fareeha. Thank you for your assistance in this mess. But I am relieving you." Normally Fareeha would protest, but not this time. Fareeha nodded once, and then turned to leave. Jack leaned back. His mind was racing. There was just too much going on, to many people. He brought his hand up to his face and pinched the bridge of his nose. "No one has any clue who this woman is?" He finally said.

Lena nodded in agreement. "There's no record of her anywhere."

Jack let out a long breath of air. Lena could see he was starting to feel his injuries more than before. Stubborn old man probably refused sedatives. "What did she want?"

Lena's eyes darted down. "She, she waited for me."

Jack leaned forward again. "For you? What for?"

"She wanted me to join Talon. At least that's what she was trying to convince me she wanted. I'm sure it was a trap or something."

Jack looked her right in the eyes. "They are liars Lena. They use people. Ruin them. Talon works only in self interest. They will tell you anything to get you under their control." As Jack said this, Lena's mind went right to Amélie. Had she been tricked? Was she trapped in Talon's clutches? "Listen kid. I need you for this mission. You are the only one I can trust." His words broke her out of her subconscious. He continued, "The reason Ana was sent here was to make sure peace would be made. Well that peace comes in the form of Mondatta."

Lena's eyes grew wide with excitement. "Mondatta!?"

"Yes kid now calm down and listen. He will be giving a speech tomorrow at the summit. Everyone will be watching. And a lot of people are holding out for what he says. Most of the world wants peace between the Omnics. We just need a push from Mondatta to start heading in that direction." Jack leaned back, wincing as he did. "This makes him a target for an organization like Talon. We had suspicion they would pull something and we were right. They're going to try to assassinate him tomorrow."

Lena's heart started to pound. She gripped the side railing of his hospital bed. "You want me to prevent the assassination attempt." Lena had the thousand yard stare as she let those words settle.

"I know this is a lot of pressure. This isn't how I imagined this going down. Ana was..." He stopped. He didn't have to say it. Lena knew what he was thinking. He turned his head away from Lena.

"I can do it sir." Lena quietly said.

He looked back. It could've been the pain he was in, or his guilt, maybe both but his eyes were glossy. This was no joke. Lena understood what her mission was. She had to stop any attempt on Mondatta's life by any means. Lena tighten her grip on the railing.

'Even if it means putting down Widowmaker... Amélie.'

"The oversight will be considered, you are dismissed." Widowmaker exited the room. As soon as the door clicked behind her. The Commander slammed his fists on his computer consoles. "Son of a bitch that Sombra! What does she think she is doing!? That little hacker somehow found out about this mission! She just couldn't stay out of my business could she! And now she has gotten herself captured! Aaaaarrrrr!" He slammed the controls again this time breaking the screens and keyboards.

"Relax" a deep raspy voice said. The Commander turned around to face the voice.

"Don't tell me to relax Reaper. You have no idea how serious this is. I can't have her release Talon information to Overwatch! She somehow found out about Widowmaker's mission to the summit. Who knows what other classified information she knows!"

Reaper crossed his arms. "She won't."

"How would you know?" The Commander seethed.

Reaper sighed. "You want me to retrieve her."

"Retrieve her or kill her. Whatever is easiest. I'd hate to lose such a good hacker, but she has become untrustworthy and unreliable." Reaper turned to leave. He had his orders. "Once you have completed your mission, do not waste time there. It is important that everything goes according to plan. This is Widowmaker's most important mission yet." Reaper stared at The Commander a little bit longer than usual. Then he turned and exited the room. He was headed to New York.

Jack sat up in his bed late that night waiting for the rest of his agents to arrive. He arranged for Overwatch's mobile command center to land on the roof of the hospital and they were approaching now. Lower level Overwatch agents had already begun started administering emergency aid to the people who had been injured in the crash and started to draw up plans to help repair the city. He tried to sit up farther but pain shot up his leg.

Reluctant as he was to admit it, his leg was tore up pretty bad. Jack looked back down at his tablet and glanced at the news. They were not being kind. He exhaled and rubbed his eyes. For once he was feeling the weight on his shoulders. Old soldiers can take it, he thought, chuckling to himself. He sat up and tried to swing his leg around but couldn't get very far. Suddenly someone burst into the room and his head shot around.

"Lay back down this instant." Angela said in a commanding voice. Jack groaned.

"Come on you know I'm hardier than most."

Angela walked over to the side of his bed and set down her bag. "Keep talking like that and you're going to walk out of here with a mechanical leg."

"Works for some people."

Angela walked over to the other side of the bed. "Then let me know when to schedule the amputation. Knowing you you'd want to keep working through it."

Jack laughed. "You know me pretty well Angela." He said. "Everyone is here?"

"Yes Jack, command centers parked on the roof, Fareeha is escorting the prisoner there now, Winston is working on something to help with your face scars. Said it would help in combat too but I don't know what he meant. You know him, gets carried away."
"Have you seen Lena?"

"No, why?"

"I just hope she's alright. Tough mission ahead of her."

"She's a tough girl stop treating her like a kid."

"Instinct." Jack grumbled. "Any news about our Talon friend?"

"Well I patched her up before I came to see you. Quite a mouth on her. But we don't have any information yet, not even a name. The interesting thing is her technology. Winston is trying his best to disable her implants but they keep auto-repairing and she's carrying petabytes of information but he can't crack the encryption."

"Hm she could be carrying vital information about Talon. Kind of stuff we've been after for years." "If they're able to get it out of her."

"If. Yeah. Well tell them to keep working on it...OW"

"It was just an injection, don't be a baby."

The lower level of the enormous aircraft served as a holding cell for anyone apprehended by Overwatch. Sombra sat there now shackled to the floor, around her head was a neural band connected by wires to Winston's computer. Sombra was twisted around watching Winston type furiously at the console. "No...no..." she was saying. "No, come on Mono, is this the first time you've ever seen a computer?!" She laughed and Winston's upper lip twitched in anger. "Touched a nerve huh? Well maybe cause you're not as smart..."

She was interrupted by a slam on the table and jerked back. Across from her Fareeha had appeared and had slammed down the black box that Sombra was brought in with. "Don't look at him." Fareeha said. "What is this thing?"

"Ohh is this the part where you try to scare me hermosa?" She said, looking Fareeha up and down.

"I don't have to try hard. I've dealt with fanatics willing to die for what they believe. You seem like some punk who needs to learn some respect."

"Ay come on laying it on a little thick with the tough girl routine don't you think?"

Fareeha scoffed. "Winston tells me this is some kind of teleportation technology. Not unlike his. You wouldn't happen to know where Talon acquired classified information do you?"

"Ha, Overwatch, Lucheng, Talon files, I don't judge they're all useful."

"So you stole classified information?" Sombra shrugged. "You fit the description of one of the two Talon operatives who infiltrated Gibraltar the day of the Slipstream crash. Would you know anything about that?"

"Ha! I know it was your mother who caught us on our way out. Shame about what happened to her."

Fareeha smirked. "Don't know when to be quiet do you?"

"Ohh is this the part where you bang on the table and pretend like you're going to do something, come on hermosa you're better than that."

"No." Fareeha said. "This is the part where I tell you that Athena has downloaded all the information you're carrying."

"¿Que?" Sombra snapped.

Another voice came from the computer console. "Data download complete. Securely stored off site. Well done Ms. Amari." Athena said. "Disable the connection Winston, I'll keep the prisoner in check."

"Thanks Athena." Winston said. Sombra glared at Fareeha

"Puta cabrón." She muttered.

"طفل" Fareeha responded.

"I know what I have to do Zen." Lena said. "But something feels...wrong." Her and Zenyatta were seated in a room at the hospital that had been cleared out.

Zenyatta slowly replied "You would do well to follow your instincts. But you must rid yourself of doubt." He said. "A choice is only as good as the determination of the one who makes it."

"Ugh it feels like all I've got lately is doubt. But I'm not just imagining things am I? She must feel something for me. Somewhere in there. Why else would she have tried to help me when I was on the Slipstream."

"One can tamper with the body but not with the soul."

"But what if I'm wrong Zen? What if there's nothing...nothing of Amélie left?"

"Then you must be confident that did everything you could to help her." Zenyatta extended an arms and the orbs around him moved to circle Lena. "I trust you to make the right decision. You are an extraordinary person Lena Oxton."

She laughed. "Thank luv, you're pretty extraordinary yourself. Speaking of friends are you excited to see Mondatta again?"

"l am. I have not seen him in many years. I am glad to have improved relations with my brothers and sisters in the Shambali."

"That's great luv! I'm happy for you."

"And I am happy to have met you Lena."

Lena walked out of the hospital. It was still dark out. She checked her watch, it was 2:46. She sighed and started walking to her hotel. Although she appreciated Zenyatta's words, she still felt heavy with the weight of what she had to do. 'Maybe they won't attack. Maybe it won't be her. Maybe there is a way I can't stop this.' Lena's eyes started to water. So much was happening and her time alone gave her enough time to let it all sink in. She made it to her hotel room and unhooked her chronal accelerator. She set it on her bed and soothed her skin. Lena walked over to her closet. She noticed a brand new uniform inside. She felt the material before closing the closest door. She flopped on the bed. She would not be able to sleep tonight.

The black smoke gathered on the edge of a tall building overlooking the hospital. Reaper formed and knelt down on the concrete edge. He brought up his binoculars to get a better look at the Overwatch jet. He checked it with his infrared. There he saw the form of a large ape with two smaller blotches. They were on the move. "There". He vaporized into smoke again and flew down from the building.

Winston hobbled over to Fareeha, who was still having a staring contest with Sombra. "Fareeha, let someone else do this. Please. Go home, you need to handle your own problems." Fareeha finally turns to talk to Winston.

"I got this Winston. I'm stronger than what everyone gives me credit for. Jack wanted me to go as well." She sighed. "No. I will stay and keep watch until I have to leave for the summit. The pilot will be back by then." Winston did not feel comfortable with the idea of leaving Fareeha alone with Sombra. But he had to agree with her. Fareeha was tough, smart, brave, she was everything her mother was. That was how he looked at it and it helped ease him into leaving with Athena.

"Be careful." Winston took off.

"Adios." Sombra said with a grin.

Fareeha pulled her chair out and sat down. "So, got anything planned after this?" Fareeha refused to talk to the criminal. Fareeha sat back in her chair, rocking it back and forth. Sombra started fidgeting to move in a more comfortable position.

"You must be pretty excited for the summit huh? A lot of important people gonna be there." Something caught Sombra's eye. From one of the air vents smoke started to quietly flow through. Sombra smirked. "Do you think, Tracer, that's what you call her right? Do you think she has it in her to stop her lover?" Fareeha stopped rocking and shifted herself forward , placing her elbows on her knees. "I'd pay to see that go down." Fareeha remained silent. But clearly upset. " Well it's been fun..." Reaper had formed behind Fareeha. "... But I got a monkey to catch."

Fareeha straightened her back. "Excuse me..." That's when Reaper wrapped his arm around Fareeha's neck and held her in a choke hold. Fareeha's hands went right for his arm and his face. Once that was getting her nowhere she tipped her chair all the way back making Reaper lose footing. They both tumbled back. Fareeha rolled to the side and gasped as she caught her breath. Fareeha was able to get up quicker than Reaper who had just pushed the chair off of him. Reaper lifted himself and made it to his knees.

"¡Cuidado!" Sombra yelled with a smile. Reaper looked up and took a knee to the face. The hit connected hard for the both of them. Fareeha put her leg back down but she couldn't put her whole weight on it. Reaper groaned. "Some kick lady" Reaper laughed and rose to his feet . His mask had a huge crack in it. Fareeha wasted no time with pointless banter. She reached behind her pant belt and grabbed her pistol.

She rattled off two shots but was too slow. Reaper had turned into smoke and made his way around Fareeha and into the area where Sombra was being kept. Fareeha shot a few more shots just to see if it would do anything. It didn't. She waited for him to materialize before wasting another bullet. "Hurry up feo! Free my hands!" Reaper growled. He quickly took out one of his shotguns from his trench coat. He was running out of time. He would materialize any moment now. He pointed his shotgun at Sombra's restraints. "No!" Fareeha yelled. She ran towards the two Talon agents and Sombra panicked. " Hey hey man! Wait! Not with your shotgun!"

Reaper pulled out his other shotgun and fired a shot at Fareeha. She quickly dodge rolled out of its range in time, but the impact in her knee caused her to yell out in pain. Without looking at Sombra, he growled at her. "Get up." That when Sombra looked down at her hands. Reaper shot her restraints off the same time he shot at Fareeha. She lifted her hands to her face for inspection.

"Alright! Muchas gracias amor! " Sombra bolted right up and sprinted to her device on the table. Reaper stomped his way over to Fareeha, who was carefully picking herself up. Fareeha pulled her gun up with the one hand not holding her up and pointed it at Reaper. He smacked it out of her hand with his boot. Reaper pointed his shotgun inches from Fareeha's face, but Fareeha's serious expression never changed. Reaper chuckled as he pulled the trigger. But Reaper was yanked back violently and missed her completely.

Fareeha let out a sharp breath of air when the loud gun went off. Reaper was pulled in front of an enormous jaw with sharp teeth. The beast held him up and roared right in his face. Sombra twisted her head at the sound of the deafening roar. "Mierda!" It was Winston! She ran over to help the situation."

"Sombra! Do something!" Reaper yelled! Winston thrusted Reaper down to the ground and pinned him there with his feet. Winston laced his fingers together and lifted his arms up above his head. He brought his hands down to crush Reaper. Sombra had slid right next to him, tossed her black box over the large ape and then grabbed Reaper by his jacket, right as Winston's hands came down. Sombra warped them over the ape and landed on the other side of the Overwatch agents.

Reaper flowed away as his typical smoke self and Sombra turned to give the big ape a smile. She lifted her hand up to show that she had Athena. Winston touched his side where he had her clipped into place. It was empty. He charged at her. She giggled, "See you later. " With that, Sombra waved her hand across her body and disappeared.

Far from the hospital, Sombra caught up with Reaper. "Well I guess I don't owe you shit now haha" Reaper turned on Sombra. "YOU OWE ME QUITE A LOT ACTUALLY!"

Sombra stepped back. "Whoa amigo, what's the matter with you? We got outta there alive, no? Why are you so upset?"

"I was supposed to kill you Sombra!" Sombra quit smiling. Reaper continued. "The Commander left it up to me to take care of you. He said do what was easiest. Ending your life while you were chained to the floor would of been a whole hell of a lot easier than going toe to toe with that stupid monkey!" Sombra grew quiet. Her mind was running just like a computer, thinking about what Reaper was saying. "You've been acting on your own, going against the organization. You are making it harder for them!" Reaper paused. Sombra finally came to a realization. She smirked. "What were you doing here Sombra? Why did you stick around Widowmaker's scene?"

Sombra looked up at Reaper. "Don't worry about it amigo. I can take care of this myself. The Commander will see exactly what I'm capable of."

"Don't be stupid Sombra."

"The Commander's obsession with Widowmaker is stupid! Her reconditioning isn't working and I can prove it!" Sombra tossed her box off the building and warped away. Reaper rubbed the back of his neck and walked off on his own.