"I'm not sure what scared me so much. But, I think it had to be something about the whole thing you've been through. You for one are so much more than a soldier now, I don't mean to rub salt in the wound, but you don't exactly have a home to go back to now." "Yeah, I won't lie, this life ain't for everybody." "But now, I'm wishing I had taken it." Tracer started sniffing. "You know, Mondatta?" She asked. "Yeah, I looked through some recent events at the base, saw he was assassinated." Tracer went from sniffing to tearing. "I…I feel like I could have saved him, I could have made the world better if I had trained with you, I could have gotten better, I could've…" Tracer started crying and put her head on Prowler's chest, hugging him. Prowler hugged her back, trying to comfort her. "It's alright, I know." He tried to maker her feel better. "Lena, I'm so glad you didn't" Said Prowler. Tracer looked up at him, wondering why. "That week you came to me to give me the files, was the week that my chopper got shot down in Sudan. I you had been in Owl then, I couldn't promise you you'd be alive by now. I don't think those rogues would have mercy on you. And I don't think Morrison could live with himself if you died because of something he pushed you to." Tracer rested a little easier. Now she was just mourning the death of Mondatta, still embracing Prowler. "I remember when I met Mondatta." She looked up at him once more. "About a decade ago, I was a Navy SEAL combat medic. A message had been sent to us, the SAS, Overwatch, and other militaries from Omnic Revolutionaries in Mexico, asking to help escort them and some important package across the Rio Grande. The only people that wanted to help in the entire West Coast SEAL base was me and my squad leader. The military wasn't going to waste a helicopter taking only me and him there, so we got in a truck and drove to the rendezvous. I met some revolutionaries, asked what the package was, and they showed me it. It was Mondatta." "You escorted Mondatta across the border?" "Yep, all the other SEALs thought it wasn't worth their time, but I knew it would be worth it. It's also where I met Morrison, some other soon to be Owls, and where I got recruited to Overwatch and founded both Owl and Sub-Zion." Tracer let go of Prowler. "Prowler. I think Sub-Zion sounds amazing. I really wish I could be a part of it." "Who says you can't?" Prowler asked. "You're saying…" Tracer got all jittery. "Sure, once we find it, you'd make a great asset." He said. Tracer tried to show as much gratefulness as she could. "Yes, that sounds amazing luv." Tracer realized how long she's been out there. "Oh, I'm probably keeping the other s waiting. See ya soon luv." Tracer blinked away faster than Prowler could wave goodbye. Prowler walked over to the control center and got to work.