I slowly opened my eyes, the sky was a dark blue no stars in sight. I sat up and looked above me like I usually do. Yep, dropships are still there. I looked back at 76 who was sleeping. I turned my terminal on and checked where we were.
'We were above above London. It was 3:57 in the morning' I grabbed my communicator and decided to update the fleet.
"Nellis Fleet, this is Slipstream, we have approximately 2 hours left before we reach Gibralter, how copy?" I waited for a response.
"Slipstream, speaking for the whole fleet, we're tired and excited the food better be good" I laughed at the reply.
"Can't promise you that"
"Well shit... Too late to turn around now haha"
"I'll leave you alone, good morning by the way"
"Thanks Slipstream, same to you"
I deactivated the communicator and placed it back in its compartment. I decided to check my messages, during my sleep, the Razor Squad chat seemed to have more people in it. The group chat was alive, there was constant replies given. I looked down and saw Widowmaker sent me a message.
"Good Morning" It was sent 38 minutes ago, I shrugged and decided to reply
"Morning" I sent it and closed the chat box. It was instantly opened back when Widowmaker replied. I raised my brow, not even 10 seconds and she replied already.
"You shouldn't keep a woman waiting, cheri" I chuckled softly and began to type
"I was sleeping Widow, not my fault you're obsessed with me"
"I AM NOT OBSESSED" I grin. Before I could reply she sent another message
"How long before we reach your little base, cheri"
"About 2 hours... You ready to face Overwatch?"
"Oh you mean thrown into a cell as soon as we arrive? Yes"
"Don't worry about it... I'll tell them I recruited you"
"Did you? Or did you just want me all to yourself ;)"
"No, we could use a good sniper. I mean it's not like anyone other than me can subdue you"
"Are you sure about that?"
"Yep"
"Hmm... You know, if I didn't find you cute, you'd already be dead. This fleet wouldn't even exist."
"Is that a threat?"
"Pas mon cheri"
"Why do you bother talking to me in French if I don't understand?"
"Like I said before... You're fun to toy with"
"So i'm just a toy to you" I was joking. If you couldn't tell.
"Yes but you are my toy, cheri"
"Creepy but flattering"
5 AM
Watchpoint: Gibralter
Winston woke up and activated his terminal.
"They'll be here in an hour" He sighed and walked towards the mess hall. Symmetra was there waiting with Reinhardt. "Morning, Torbjorn, Symmetra"
They turned their head towards him.
"Good Morning"
"Mornin' my friend!" Winston looked around looking for the missing cowboy.
"Where's McCree?" They heard a crash from behind. They turned to see said cowboy on the floor slightly drooling.
"C'mon' McCree, they'll be ere' soon, wake up ya wanka!" Tracer blinked next to him and tried to drag him. She sighed seeing no progress. She looked at Winston and smiled "Winston! Could ya help me wake this bloke up?" Winston sighed and walked towards McCree. He picked McCree up by his poncho and roared in his face. McCree's eyes lit up and struggle to get free as saliva hit his face. Tracer laughed as she watched him flinch.
"Alrigh' Alrigh', I'm up!" Winston smiled and dropped him. McCree wiped the saliva of his face and stood up narrowing his eyes at Tracer who just stuck her tongue out. Winston cleared his throat, all heads turn to him.
"They'll be here in an hour. I want all 160 dishes you made to be hot and ready for them. Expect a lot to sleep, it's been a long flight for them. Also expect a lot of movement than you're already used to, it will be a really busy morning as soldiers will be walking around." McCree leaned on his hand as he listened to Winston.
"It'll be like when this place was filled with Overwatch agents" Winston nodded at him.
"Yes, but it's been years since it was, just know that it will be hectic" They nodded. "Alright... Lena, can you help them set the food?" She smiled and nodded
"Good." Winston left and they instantly got up and heated the food.
"Hey... Lena" Tracer look over to McCree as they put the food on the table. "What are you going to do when Desmond get here" She looked up at the ceiling thinking for an answer
"I don't know... Hug him maybe?" McCree carried more plates of food towards the mess hall.
"You sure he'll return it?" Lena stopped and frowned at him. McCree cleared his throat and continued to work "Sorry bout that, partner. Forget I said anything"
Lena sighed and continued to bring the food "It's fine..."
10 Minutes to Gibralter
Nellis Fleet
I looked back at 76 and began to wake him up.
"76... 10 minutes" He quietly groaned and sat up. Nodding at me as he opened his terminal. I got quiet as he started to call Winston.
"76? Is everything alright?"
"Yes. We're 30 minutes early, we'll be there in 10 minutes"
"What?...Hmm okay, the food is still being set up, we expected you to be here at 6. Don't worry well get everything done" 76 nodded and ended the call.
"Give the fleet the heads up" I nodded and picked up my communicator.
"Alright listen up. We're 10 minutes away from Gibralter. I want the first 6 dropship to drop off the men, next I want the supply dropships to drop the supplies from the back of the watchpoint, I'll have someone help in delivering them. The Hangar can fit 10 dropships, I want Eagle 11 and 12 to landed on the outside, were 30 minutes early so give them time to set the food up. We had beds set up, if you want to sleep ask someone to show you the quarters. If you got any questions I'll be helping out with the transition. Does everyone understand"
"We copy"
"Right, Welcome to Gibralter gentlemen" With that said I turned off the communicator and put it back. I turned off auto-pilot and took control of the throttles. The dark sky was filled with the hums of several ships as they passed by.
"76, you ready?" He nodded and prepared his stuff. I saw the watchpoint in the distance. I turned my communicator on and put it on.
"Alright, begin descent" The fleet began to descend towards the watchpoint, we saw the lights of the watchpoint as we grew closer "Alright, we're going to land first and clear up some room. Everyone get into a holding pattern around the watchpoint"
"Copy that Slipstream, going into holding pattern" I descended down towards the watchpoint and landed. 76 pressed the button to open the canopy. We were greeted by Lucio, Reinhardt and Zarya.
"Yo Desmond, wazzz up" I smiled and bumped fist with him. I nodded at Reinhardt and Zarya. I noticed the other Overwatch members were watching and smiling at us. Winston approached us and smiled
"Where's the fleet" I grabbed the communicator and look at him
"I set them in a holding pattern. Zarya, Reindhardt, the supplies need to be delivered off of the dropships, can you help?" They nodded. I looked at Winston. "Where do you want them" He pointed towards the barracks.
"There" I nodded and pressed a button on my communicator
"Listen up, all supply dropships go to the back and start dropping the supplies off. Put them in a big white building. Zarya and Reinhardt will help with the move. I want all transport ships to drop the men off now, how copy?"
"Loud and clear" The dropships start to descend towards the watchpoint. The Overwatch heroes widened their eyes as the dropships flew overhead, filling the once silent night with the hums of their engine. The transport dropships landed in front of us and opened the ramps. Men poured out of the dropships and filed into formation.
"I'll be darned..." McCree took off his hat in amazement as he watched the soldiers.
"This...This...This is..." Mercy struggled to find the words as she watched the dropships fly above.
"The calavary's ere'" Tracer smiled and watched the soldiers pour out. I looked at their reactions and laughed. Winston broke out of his trance and looked at me.
"The food is still being set up but they should be ready to hand them out" I nodded and looked at the soldiers.
"LISTEN UP!" They grew quiet and turned their heads at me. The heroes did the same, some surprised at my commanding tone. "Welcome to Gibralter gentlemen" They cheered and grew more quiet as I raised a hand "Now a lot of you are tired, if not hungry. They are still setting up the food but they're ready to feed you sons of bitches" They laughed "If you're tired we had beds ready, sadly there aren't women here that would be interested in your ugly mugs. Or I already took them" They laughed louder, some heroes laughed with them. "Anyway. Winston here" I motioned to the gorilla who nodded at the soldiers "will show you to the mess hall if you'd like food. McCree" I motioned towards the cowboy "Will show you to your rooms. Does everyone understand?"
"SIR YES SIR!"
"Any questions?"
"SIR NO SIR!"
"Out-fucking-standing! Now break!" They cheered and either followed Winston or McCree. I turned towards 76 who was grabbing his backpack and duffle bag from the jet. He threw me my backpack.
"Thanks...You going to sleep?" He nodded and walked off towards the barracks. I took off my jacket and put it inside my bag. I heard a whistle next to me.
"Have you been liftin' luv?" I turned towards Lena and softly smiled before inspecting the jet for any mid-flight damage
"Hello Tracer" Lena frown
"Ya know you could call me Lena" I chuckled.
"Of course... It's been a month" Her smile returned and looked at the Slipstream. She blinked into the cockpit.
"You repainted her?" I nodded and opened the compartment where we stored our weapons. The remaining heroes watched our interaction in curiosity as Lena fiddled her thumbs together in an awkward manner. I pulled out my rifle the colonel gave me and checked it's condition. I saw ice had formed around its trigger because of the long flight.
"Sooo..." I looked up at Lena with a dull expression. She cleared her throat.
"You alright?" I asked her. She nodded her head still trying to find words. "O..kay"
"Yo bro!" We turned our heads and saw Sam and Widowmaker approach, she was in cuffs. Tracer blinked in front of me and raised her gun at me. The remaining heroes did the same, catching the attention of some soldiers who stayed outside
"WHA' IS SHE DOIN' ERE'!" Lena yelled. Sam looked at me as I shook my head. I approached them and grabbed Widowmaker's cuffs. I removed them and she smirked at Tracer who widened her eyes along with the rest of the Overwatch team. Widowmaker turned her head to me then slapped me.
"That's for being stupid" She then grabbed my tank top and placed my lips on hers. She pushed me away and smirked "That's for being cute" She walked away shaking her hips towards the mess hall. Red and Jones whistled as they walk towards me.
"Working that charm again?" I sighed and shook my head
"I'm regretting my decision"
"Which I would love to hear about" I looked at Tracer as she frowned at me. Red leaned towards me.
"Hey is that your ex?" Tracer blushed as Red and Jones laughed. I smirked and pushed them.
"No, never even dated you idiots" I looked at Tracer "And that's our new sniper"
"You recruited her?" Mercy stepped up. I looked at her and nodded
"Yes. She's useful" Red leaned on my shoulder and wiggled his eyebrows
"That and she got phat ass" I started to laugh as did the rest of Razor squad "Too bad she's only spreading for Des" Jones said as he laughed. I smirked at them and decided to humor them
"What can I say? I got them hook ups" They laughed. Tracer frowned as she put away her weapons.
"Are...You two a thing?" We turned to her. Red and Jones nudged me as I shook my head.
"No, Widow just likes to flirt...Are you jealous?" Tracer blushed as I smirked at her while the others laughed. "Oh... Lena I'd like to introduce you to someone" I pulled Sam next to me "Sam this is Lena Oxton, Lena this is Sam Riley" They nodded at each other and shook hands
"Nice ta meet ya, luv!" Sam groaned already disliking her bubbly personality causing me to laugh.
"Hey chums, let's go eat" I said as I walked towards the mess hall.
"We're going to our rooms to take off our gear, we'll meet you there" I nodded, Tracer blinked next to me and smiled. I turned my eyes at her then looked forward.
"Sooo... How ya been luv!"
"Eh... Traveled the world. I guess that's exciting" She playfully punched my arm as we entered the mess hall. McCree and several other agents secretly listened in
"C'mon! That's it!" I sighed as I took a plate.
"I killed people" She frowned
"Not really an accomplishment luv" She grabbed a plate and returned to my side
"C'mon something must've happened!" I started to think. I snapped my fingers
"I slept with Widowmaker!" Several agents widened their eyes. Tracer frowned. I looked at her and laughed.
"You wanka'!" She hit my arm as I continued to laugh.
"You should've seen your face!" Tracer pouted as I grabbed some chicken. "In all seriousness though I found out that the U.S. isn't strict with the Petras act"
Tracer grabbed sausages and smiled at me "I forgot to thank you..." I looked at her.
"What do you mean?" She looked away from me her cheeks turning red.
"For everything. You brought back a lot of agents and now you brought even more and supplies along with it" I chuckled taking eggs.
"It's fine" She looks into my eyes, we stared at each other. I raised a brow as her face started to grow closer. I backed up a little bit.
"Cheri, could you pass the salt?" We broke contact and looked at Widowmaker smirking at me.
"Uhhh... The condiments are over there, There's only food here" I pointed at a table in front of the mess hall.
"Oh... Apologies cheri. Could you... Show me" She grabbed my arm and started to pull me.
"Excuse me? But I was talking to i'm'"Tracer grabbed my other arm and pulled me back. Oh jeez, it's one of those situations.
"Widow you can find them on your own, it's literally right there" I pointed at the table again then faced Tracer "I'll talk to you later, Lena" I walked away from them and sat down on an empty table. I sighed as I ate. Sam then sat next to me, and Red sat across from me with Jones.
"Hey bro. This food looks amazing" I smiled and ate listening to Red and Jones bicker back and forth. I talked about the past with Sam and reminisced on the good memories.
"I was so close!" Tracer face planted with the table as Mercy patted her back. "Then stupid Widowmaker had to interrupt" McCree laughed at her.
"What makes you think he wanted to kiss you?" She put her head up and glared at McCree "The guy was backing up, but I feel like you didn't notice that" Tracer frowned and groaned "Besides I'm pretty sure Widowmaker has him around her finger" She looked towards Desmond's table and saw Widowmaker leaning on him. He talked to his brother not even bothered by her. The scene almost broke Tracer's heart as she watched them but Mercy thankfully turned her away
"Hey how about we watch a movie tonight!" She sighed.
"Ok."
2 PM
Watchpoint: Gibralter
I was currently working on the Slipstream. Soldiers were chatting among themselves filling the air with laughter and chatter. It felt like I was back here from 6 years ago. I smiled to myself as I cleaned the jet's compartments.
"What'cha doin' luv?" I turned to see Tracer. She was wearing tight short and a sports bra(Summer Games Skin). I smiled and nodded at her.
"Just cleaning her up" She blinked in the cockpit and started to look at it.
"Wow... They've really changed it. She looked at the matrix then touched her Accelerator. "Say luv?"
"Hn"
"Did they fix the matrix?" I cleaned the grime off my hand then looked at her.
"Don't know... I only used it twice and that was month, after our fight I think" I started to take off the panels covering the cloaking device.
"You say that all casual like" I grunted
"Eh... It happened" She blinks out of the cockpit and next to me. I went under the jet and started to taking panels. "What are ya' doin' luv?"
"I'm trying to find the cloaking device so I could configure it" She bent down and looked at me.
"Cloaking?" I nodded at her.
"Yea. 76 attached once but it was weak, anything touches it the cloaking would disable but the Nellis colonel upgraded it for us" I looked back at her and noticed the soldiers behind her staring. "Lena... I think your booty is catching some attention" She blushed and stood up straight covering her butt. She glared at the soldiers and sat down with her legs crossed.
"Wankas'" I laughed as I started to put the panels back.