Holiday From Hell

Egypt- The Temple of Anubis

Another long shift over. Fareeha Amari had just finished her shift and was currently packing her equipment away. She placed her weapon away first, then moved to her locker and opened it. She took off her armour, looking at it for a few moments before placing it inside.

Her thoughts turned to her mother. The two of them had very different ideas about Fareeha's future. While her mother went on missions, she usually ended up staying over at the Overwatch base, meaning she knew Jack and Reyes well. They even went along with her games while not on missions.

She always wanted to make her mother proud. This was what sparked her want to follow in her mother's footsteps, to join Overwatch. Ana seemed to have different ideas however, always telling her that the military wasn't for her and, as she got older, distancing herself from Fareeha. Whenever they saw each other they ended up arguing about Fareeha's future plans. Then that one mission happened, the day she never returned.

After that day, Angela was the one who comforted her and kept her going. That was the reason they were such good friends now. Time passed and Overwatch was disbanded, yet she still wanted to follow her mother's example. So she joined up with Helix security and had managed to stop Anubis from breaking out.

She had managed to keep in contact with Angela over the years, the two remaining good friends. She had also met Lena, after she insisted on coming along with Ang the one time. For the most part she was happy with her life, though she could never bring herself to believe that her mother was dead and always had the suspicion she was alive.

Then, six months ago, her life changed. Her suspicion was proved correct as she received a letter from Ana. Shortly afterwards, she found her. She saw her mother with her own eyes. That day she learned something. Despite what she thought, it turned out that her mother was always proud of her, proud that she did what she wanted. The two of them were now much closer than before.

Fareeha snapped out of her thoughts, closing the locker and locking it. She said her goodbye's to her colleagues before leaving the facility. It wasn't common knowledge that the facility existed, so she always had to take a discreet way out. Once she was away from the main facility, Fareeha began to head back to her apartment. She had managed to get a few days off, so during her break she decided to ask Ang if she wanted to visit and was glad that she agreed. It would be nice to catch up once again.

She was currently on her way home, not knowing the exact time Ang was arriving. If she followed her usual routine, Ang would book into a nearby hotel, before walking over to her house. Fareeha was planning to get home, get out of her work clothes before Ang arrived and then the two of them could go out for the evening.

However, that plan quickly became obsolete as she reached the entrance to the area. Leaning against the wall was Angela, dressed casually in a pair of blue jeans and a white t-shirt. Fareeha also noticed that her hair was down, instead of tied up like it usually was. She walked over to Angela, who leaned up and walked towards her friend, giving her a small hug.

"Hey Fareeha, it's been too long." Angela said.

"Indeed it has." Fareeha replied as the two friends ended the hug. "You have your hair down for a change."

"Yeah, thank Lena for this one. She said I needed to let my hair down once in a while, so I decided to listen." Angela joked.

"I guess she didn't mean it literally?"

"Well... not exactly." The two women chuckled before Fareeha spoke again.

"It looks nice. You should leave it down more often."

"Thanks." Angela smiled at the compliment. "So, any idea what to do?" She asked, expecting that Fareeha had some sort of plan for the night.

"Well, first we go to my place so I can get out of my work clothes." This was met with another small chuckle from Angela. "Then we could go out for dinner. There's a new restaurant that's opened since your last visit and it's really good." Fareeha suggested.

"Sounds like a plan. Lead the way."

The two women began the trip to Fareeha's house, fortunately only a small distance away. Once they arrived, Fareeha unlocked the door and headed upstairs.

"I'll just be a few minutes." She said to Angela. This left Ang alone with her thoughts. Something that Lena had said on the dropship was bugging her.

Lena had always been suggesting potential partners for her, yet Angela knew that she was always joking. At one point, everyone thought that she was dating Genji, something that the both of them repeatedly denied. Genji was a close friend and was grateful for what she did for him, yet he was not interested in her, something that suited Angela just fine. She simply wasn't interested in anyone and frankly, her work kept her too occupied to even think of dating.

Recently however, Lena had become very persistent with the idea that Fareeha would be a perfect match for her. At first she simply dismissed it as another one of Lena's jokes but now... now she wasn't too sure.

"Fareeha's a good friend and we get on really well." Angela thought to herself. "That doesn't mean anything though. Fareeha doesn't feel that way about me anyway... does she?"

Angela never had time to answer her question, as she heard Fareeha walking down the stairs. She was now wearing a similar getup to Angela, a pair of black jeans and a grey top. "Okay, I'm good. Ready to go?" She asked Angela.

Ang kept her thoughts to herself, smiling as she answered. "Of course. After you."

Once Fareeha locked up, the two of them walked towards the restaurant. Unknown to both of them however, they were being watched. A hooded figure stayed out of sight, reaching for a phone in his pocket and dialing a number

"Ma'am, it seems we're in luck. The VIP is here, clearly visiting the target." The figure said.

"How fortunate. We're an hour out, continue to follow them and report their location to us, we'll do the rest."

"Yes Ma'am." The figure placed their phone away, walking after the two women. They weren't too far ahead of him, catching up quickly. He kept himself hidden, using anything he could to make him look less conspicuous. In reality he didn't need to do this, the two women weren't keeping an eye out for trouble. Eventually after a 10 minute walk, they entered a busy restaurant. The figure remained outside, sitting down on a bench for a few minutes while he surveyed the area. Once he was satisfied, he stood back up, pulling out his phone and walking out of sight of the restaurant, while keeping it in his view.

"They've entered a restaurant. It's a perfect location for the assault."

"How busy is it?"

"Very. They'll be there a while."

"Excellent. We have your location, hold position and report if they move again."

1 Hour Later

Angela and Fareeha had just finished their meals and they were currently looking through the menu again, considering if they wanted dessert or not. A waiter approached the table to refill their glasses, filling the two empty glasses with a red wine. As Angela looked over the menu, her thoughts once again consumed her. She couldn't stop thinking about what Lena said. Thing was, she didn't even know why this was bugging her as much as it was.

"Hey, what's up?" Fareeha said, noticing that something was bothering Angela.

"Hmm... Oh nothing... just wondering what to have."

Fareeha wasn't convinced, giving Angela a sceptical look. "Okay, What's really the matter?"

Angela sighed, knowing that Fareeha wasn't going to drop this. "Honestly... something Lena said to me earlier is really bugging me. You know how she always jokes about my love life?"

"Or lack of one." Fareeha joked.

Angela smiled. "Well, she's been very persistent recently, constantly suggesting one person in particular. I can't tell if she's joking or if she's being serious..."

Fareeha took a sip of her wine. "Well, maybe she's trying to tell you something. Have you ever been on a date?"

"No. I've always been focused on my work so I've never had time to think about it. When I joined Overwatch it didn't get any better." Angela replied, taking a drink from her glass.

"Then maybe you should listen to her. She's clearly seen something you haven't." Angela dwelled on those words. After a few seconds she nodded her head.

"Yeah, maybe she has. I'll speak to her about it, find out if she's joking or not... Anyway, enough about my troubles, how's everything going for you?" Angela asked, wanting to change the subject. She didn't want Fareeha to find out she was the person Lena referred to.

"Yeah, everything's going well. Me and Mum are getting along much better. She said she'll visit soon, once she has a moment."

"That's good. I'm glad that..." Angela trailed off as she noticed something outside the restaurant. Fareeha, seeing Angela focus on the window, turned around as well. People were running away from the area. Both of them quickly realised that something bad was about to happen.

"We need to go." Fareeha said, taking control of the situation.

Before either of them could make a move, there was a small explosion, shattering the large glass window in the process. Within seconds, a group of heavily armed troopers entered the restaurant, pushing over some of the customers that were trying to escape. Fareeha took ahold of Angela's hand and pulled her to the back of the room, taking cover behind the bar.

"Come on out Mercy and we won't harm your friend." One of the troopers said, aiming towards the bar.

"The only time I don't have a weapon." Fareeha grumbled, as she peeked our and saw three armed troopers aiming at the bar. They were clearly only after them, since other customers were mostly being ignored. On top of that, she could clearly see the Talon logo on the troopers uniform. When Fareeha turned around to face Angela, intending to tell her that there was no way out, she was met with the sight of a pistol.

"I keep one with me now. Force of habit thanks to Overwatch." Angela explained, keeping her voice down.

"A habit that may of just saved our lives." Fareeha replied in a whisper, taking the pistol and peeking out again, choosing a target. "Okay, I need you to pretend to surrender. That'll give me an opportunity to attack. Once I fire, run for the kitchen and out the back door, I'll be right behind you." Angela nodded her head, breathing in heavily before she spoke up.

"Okay. I'm coming out. I'm sorry Fareeha, there's no other way." She announced, pretending to sound defeated. Fareeha winked at her, signalling that she was ready. Angela stood up from behind the bar, holding her hands up in a fake surrender. As one of the troops moved forward to restrain her, Fareeha jumped up, firing at the trooper and killing him with a single headshot. The other two troopers moved into cover, one narrowly avoiding a shot from Fareeha.

With the troopers in cover, Angela took the opportunity to run, sprinting into the kitchen while Fareeha covered her. Once she was clear, Fareeha followed her, firing a few shots to keep the troopers in cover. She ran through the kitchen and out the building through the back door, joining Angela, who was waiting for her.

"Where now?" Angela asked.

"Follow me. We need to get to Anubis, we'll be safe there." Fareeha took the lead, Angela following right behind her. They ran for their lives, constantly avoiding Talon forces that were prowling the now deserted streets. Eventually, they came face to face with the leader of the troops. They were wearing some sort of mask, hiding their identity and disguising their voice.

"There they are! Get them!"

The two women quickly ducked into an alleyway, running through as the troops gave chase. One trooper managed to get close, almost grabbing Angela before he was shot in the head by Fareeha.

"You have your mothers aim."

"You expected any less."

They were close to the Temple now, yet the Talon troops were still coming. Fareeha now reached for her phone, dialing one of her colleagues.

"I'm inbound to the facility, I need backup now!" She commanded.

"What? Why do you need backup?" Her colleague asked. Before Fareeha could answer, a Talon trooper appeared from an alley, aiming his rifle at the two women. Fareeha reacted quickly, aiming and firing the pistol at the enemy. The trooper dropped to the floor, 3 shots to his chest killing him.

"That answer your question?" Fareeha now shouted down the phone. This got the message across.

"We'll be ready. Get here as quick as you can Fareeha. Stay safe." Fareeha now put her phone away, taking hold of Angela's hand again as they headed towards the temple. They ran for a short distance, keeping out of the streets as best they could. Eventually though, they both realised something.

The closer they got to the temple, the less Talon troops they came across. The two women stopped for a moment, looking around the area.

"Where are they? They wouldn't give in that easily." Angela said, growing concerned.

"I don't know." Fareeha replied, looking in every direction and even to the rooftops. "We're not far from the temple, we need to keep moving."

The two began to move once again, passing a now abandoned shop. As they ran past it, something rolled into their path. Fareeha realised immediately what it was.

"FLASHBANG!"

Fareeha reacted to the threat, grabbing Angela and pushing her into the store, before they were both blinded.

When Angela finally recovered, she was inside the store, alone. She slowly stood up, rubbing her eyes as the ringing left her ears.

"Come on out Angela! We have your friend!" The person who spoke had their voice distorted, hiding their true identity. Yet this wasn't the first thing on Angela's mind.

She quickly looked around the store, realising that Fareeha was indeed no where to be seen. She quickly moved to the edge of the doorway, peaking out and seeing exactly what she feared. Fareeha was on her knees with a rifle aimed at her head. The trooper with the mask she had seen earlier was pacing in front of her, with their arms behind their back. After a few seconds, they spoke again.

"Prehaps you didn't hear me, so let me say it again. We have your friend. Surrender and we wont harm her."

"Don't do it Ang!" Fareeha's defiance was rewarded with a rifle to her head, the owner ordering her to shut up. Angela, against what her heart was telling her to do, listened to Fareeha, staying behind cover and remaining hidden.

The masked trooper, which Angela deduced was the commander, grew impatient. After waiting a few more moments, the commander sighed, turning around to face the troopers behind them. She walked up to Fareeha, patting her on the head as she passed by.

"I guess she isn't here... Kill the prisoner. We don't need her."

"NO!" Angela ran out into the open, not thinking of the repercussions of her actions. The commander now turned around once again.

"Oh. Seems you are here. That's a surprise." They sarcastically commented.

Angela sighed in defeat. "I give up. Let her go and I'll come willingly."

"That wasn't the deal. I said we wouldn't harm her." The commander now pulled out a syringe, injecting Fareeha with some sort of serum. Within a few seconds she passed out, one of the Talon troopers catching her. The commander now walked forward, stopping a mere few inches away from Angela.

"Relax. She'll be perfectly fine."

"What do you want?" Angela asked the commander, trying to act defiant. Talon worked on fear. If she stayed strong, they wouldn't win.

"Both you and the other girl."

"Why?"

"Your going to help us Mercy. She's however is your... motivation." Angela shuddered at what the commander meant by 'motivation.' The commander now pulled out another syringe, grabbing onto Mercy as she tried to back away slightly. She slowly injected Mercy, the effects of the serum beginning almost instantly.

"You don't act like the other Talon commanders." Angela asked, fighting her sudden drowsiness. "Who are you?"

The Talon commander simply chuckled in response. "It is not my preference to see to matters personally... but in your case, I'll make an exception. You'll find out soon enough." That was the last think Angela heard before she was too tired to stand. She passed out, falling into the ready arms of the commander.

"Sleep well Angela. We have a busy day tomorrow. Load these two onto the dropship and make for the facility."

Several hours later

Angela was the first to awake, finding herself lying on a cold, concrete floor. She slowly sat up, looking around the room she was in. It was a very small cell, with no windows and one bright light bulb hanging down from the ceiling. There was a large, metal door which Angela guessed was locked, so she didn't bother trying to open it. Angela soon realised that she wasn't alone, seeing another person lying near the door. She crawled over as they woke up, hoping that they were alright.

"Fareeha. You okay?"

Fareeha slowly looked up, opening her eyes and seeing Angela. "Yeah, I'm alright. You okay? And Where are we?"

"I don't know, but wherever we are it's not good."

"Ang, are you okay?" Fareeha asked, sitting up and holding Angela's hand.

"Honestly, I'm scared Fareeha. This exact situation has happened before. This was how they created Widowmaker..." Angela trailed off, her voice shaking as she did.

Fareeha responded by hugging her. "Hey, we'll be okay. I'm sure your friends will find us. We just need to stay strong." Angela nodded, regaining her composure.

As the two women comforted each other, the metal door suddenly unlocked, taking both occupants of the room by surprise. They quickly seporated, looking towards the door as it slowly slid open. A lone woman stepped in, the door quickly closing behind her. She had some unusual device on that clearly had a dark purpose. Angela was left speechless, instantly recognising the visitor.

"Moira?"

"Hello Angela. Have a nice nap?" Moira replied, kneeling down in front of her.

"What? What are you doing here?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

Angela began to put the pieces together, realising who the commander back in Egypt was.

"It was you in Egypt! How could you? How could you turn on Overwatch?"

Moira simply chuckled before standing up, folding her hands behind her back and pacing back and forth. "Overwatch was doomed a long time ago. I could never finish my research because they weren't willing to take the necessary steps to achieve victory. Talon meanwhile are far more willing to help me."

As Moira paced, Angela caught a glimpse of her right hand. "What did you do to your hand?"

Moira moved her hands back in front of her, raising her right hand. "You mean this? Well it's quite simple really. One hand gives. The other... takes away." Moira aimed her biotic grasp at Fareeha, a purple beam connecting to her and beginning to drain her life force. As she flinched in pain, Moira let out a sadistic laugh, sending a chill down Angela's spine.

"Okay Moira, you've made your point." Moira didn't stop.

"Moira, stop! You're killing her!" Angela said, reaching up to try and stop her, only for Moira to grab her throat and push her back down.

"Beg Angela. Beg for her life." Moira said, her sadistic smile showing no remorse.

"Moira...Please..." Angela pleaded. With that, Moira stopped. She now swapped hands, releasing biotic energy from her other hand and healing Fareeha. Clearly, she wanted them both alive. Once she finished, Moira turned to Angela, kneeling down next to her.

"Now, your going to help me finish my project. If not, then I'm sure I'll find a use for your friend here... and I'm guessing you know what that means?"

Angela simply nodded her head. "What then? What happens once it's done?"

Moira simply leaned next to Angela's ear, whispering to her. "I've heard Talon has plans for you two. Tell me, do you like the colour blue?"

Angela went wide eyed, crawling back slightly from Moira. "No. I won't do it. I won't become that!" She said, defiantly.

"We won't break!" Fareeha added. Even without hearing what Moira said, she knew it was bad.

Moira simply chuckled, standing up and walking to the door, turning to face the two prisoners.

"I think you will. Everyone has a weakness and we have both of yours." Both prisoners looked at each other, worried with what Moira was about to say. "It's you two. Neither of you could stand seeing the other harmed. You care for each other too much... even if you can't see it yourselves."

As Moira went to leave, Angela spoke up.

"You're sick Moira. You've become evil, twisted by your own personal gain. That hand of yours, it's inspired by Reaper's abilities, I can tell. You've taken my greatest failure and turned it into a way of taunting me."

"Your greatest..?" Moira suddenly let out a loud laugh. "You think you created Reaper? Turned Reyes into what he is now?" She now walked back to Angela, leaning down in front of her once again. "I did it. I gave him those powers. I made him into what he is today. All you did was give him his looks."

Amgela couldn't believe what she just heard. "No. No you couldn't have... it was my fault, it was always my fault..." She looked up at Moira, realising that she was telling the truth. Once she saw her realisation, Moira walked to the door, it opening and letting her out before slamming shut and locking again.

Once they were alone, Fareeha crawled over to Angela, who was still sitting in the exact same position.

"Ang talk to me." Fareeha said, wrapping an arm around her.

"It wasn't my fault. For years I thought I created him... I thought I was responsible... I didn't... I couldn't..." Angela broke down, years of guilt came flooding back. Fareeha simply held onto Angela, letting her cuddle into her.

"It's okay... you couldn't have known." Fareeha said softly, comforting her.

This moment gave her time to think. As much as she hated to admit it, she knew that Moira was right. Angela meant too much to her to allow her to be harmed. If she could stop this in any way, she'd take it. She wondered if this meant anything though. When she saw how Angela reacted, all she felt was anger. She felt as if she had a duty to protect her. Did she even feel the same way? Now wasn't the time to think about this.

"What did she tell you? What did she whisper to you?" Fareeha asked, trying to change the subject.

Angela looked up, wiping her eyes. "They want to turn us into Widowmaker..." She cuddled back into Fareeha. "Faree... I'm scared."

She sounded so vulnerable. She had never heard her that way before. "I know. I am too. We need to stay strong, whatever they throw at us, whatever they do to us. We need to stay strong. Lena will find us."

Angela smiled. Even in this situation, despite the odds against them, she believed her. "What about your mother?"

"Oh if she finds out I expect half of Talon to be gone in a week." Her joke managed a small chuckle from Angela. They cuddled together for what felt like hours, each glad of the others presence. In reality it was only ten minutes. Without warning, the door unlocked, beginning to slide open slowly.

"Stay strong." Angela confidently said, preparing herself.

"Stay strong." Fareeha repeated, the two women letting each other go as four troopers walked in. They were quickly grabbed, pulled out of their small cell and lead through the base. They could hear screams of fear and pain, all but confirming their fears.

They both knew what was coming.

London- king's Row- The next day

The sun shone into Lena's bedroom, bringing life and warmth into the room. Lena and Emily were fast asleep, both cuddling after their lovemaking last night. Lena was the first to wake up, slowly opening her eyes and shifting slightly. She looked over to an alarm clock, placed on a counter to the right of her bed and saw that the time was 10:38 in the morning. She decided that today wouldn't be wasted. After all, she only had a few days before she needed to return to Gibraltar.

Lena turned to her left and rolled over to face her girlfriend, who still had one of her arms wrapped around Lena. "Em, time to get up." She said softly, shaking her very slightly in an attempt to wake her. Emily's eyes soon opened, focusing on Lena.

"Morning Lena." Emily said, still waking up.

"Morning beautiful, sleep well?" Lena replied, full of life. It amazed Emily how she could wake up so fast in comparison to her.

"Very. I think you wore me out last night." Emily replied, gaining a chuckle from Lena. "So, what's the plan for today?"

Lena thought for a few seconds. "Well, how about we put some clothes on first, then just have a lazy day in front of the telly? Order in a pizza tonight?"

"Sounds perfect." The two lovers leaned in, sharing a deep kiss, before they both climbed out of bed. They both put on some loungewear and Lena went over to check her accelerator, while Emily walked into the living room, turning on the TV.

Lena checked the power levels for her accelerator, making sure it had charged correctly overnight. She knew that this wasn't necessary, Winston was very careful when building it and regularly checked it. Lena simply got into the habit of checking it herself every day. Once she was satisfied, she moved into the living room, leaving her accelerator plugged in until she needed it.

Emily was sat on the couch, the TV paused on the news. "Lena, you need to see this." Once Lena was sat next to her, Emily pressed play.

"An emergency meeting of the United Nations will take place later today in response to the increasing attacks by the terrorist group known as Talon. The UK is expected to push for further co-operation at combating this threat. In a speech earlier this morning, the Prime Minister had this to say."

"The increasing attacks from Talon are now the greatest threat to national security and global peace. They aim to spread terror by making people feel threatened in their own homes. I say that enough is enough. I promise the people of the United Kingdom that we will do everything in our power to stop this menace once and for all. I call on all the nations of the world to stand with us and help take this threat down."

"Raids across the country have followed this speech, with police raiding over 20 locations suspected to be linked with Talon."

At this point, Emily paused the TV once again. "So... the world's responding."

"This is good." Lena replied, nodding her head at the sudden development. "The world needs to do something. Overwatch can't be there for everyone."

"Do you think... the Petras act?"

"Maybe. We'll just have to wait and see." Lena thought for a moment. The Petras act was the only thing holding Overwatch back. If the UN voted to remove it... She shook those thoughts out of her head, instead focusing on her day with Emily. "So, what about breakfast?" She asked, an innocent smile creeping across her face.

Emily stood up, walking into the kitchen and looking in a few cupboards. "I think there's enough stuff here to make something."

"Such as?"

"Wait and see." Lena groaned, causing Emily to chuckle slightly before she began making pancakes for the two of them. 10 minutes later, Emily emerged with 2 plates of pancakes, topped with chopped banana and melted chocolate. Lena's face lit up immediately, taking her plate from Emily as soon as she was close enough.

"Nice one luv." Lena said, kissing Emily's cheek as she sat down.

The two of them sat and ate, watching the TV and occasionally talking about events on the news. Once they were done, Lena placed their plates on a side table and then wrapped her arms around Emily, resting her head on Emily's shoulder. They cuddled together for about 5 minutes before Lena's phone rang. She shot up and ran back to her bedroom, searching the pockets of her trousers and finding it.

Upon seeing that the caller was Winston, she promptly answered it, walking back to the couch and sitting down again.

"Hey big guy. What's up?"

"Lena... I need you to come back to Gibraltar."

"Well I don't know. I'm really busy right now." Lena joked, winking at Emily and gaining a small chuckle.

"Lena... it's Angela." Lena's cheerful manner immediately disappeared, a serious one taking its place.

"What's happened?"

"Talon sent us a video... they have her and Fareeha... I've sent a dropship to you, it'll be there soon."

"Okay... Thanks Winston." Lena ended the call, placing her phone on the couch. Emily noticed her change in attitude and knew something bad had happened.

"Hey, what's happened?" She asked.

"Talon has Angela... It's happening again Em." Lena was on the verge of a breakdown. One of her best friends was being held captive by Talon. Emily quickly hugged Lena, trying to calm her down.

"You'll find her."

"But what if we're too late. This is exactly what happened when Widowmaker was created. They want us to react but we need to find them. I can't let what they did to Widow happen to Ang, I won't." Lena started to breath heavily, putting her hands through her hair as she stressed out over the situation.

"Lena!" Emily shouted, snapping Lena out of her thoughts. Emily turned Lena to face her, looking straight into her eyes. "This won't help Angela. She needs you to be strong. You can't act out of anger or desperation. As long as your focused, you will find her."

Lena nodded shortly afterwards. "You're right... and I think I know where to start, or rather who to start with." Emily knew exactly what to say to her in every situation. She was thinking of any possible leads and anyone who could help. "I'm sorry that I need to go..."

"Lena don't worry about it. Angela needs you right now. Just remember, I'm here if you need me."

Lena leaned forward and kissed Emily. "I love you Em."

"I love you too." As soon as Emily replied, Lena ran to her bedroom, taking her accelerator off charge before searching for her clothes. She also tried to call Ross, hoping that she could call in that second favour, however there was no answer. She guessed he was busy, so she decided to try again when she was on the dropship.

Watchpoint Gibraltar- 2 hours later.

Lena's dropship was on it's final approach to Gibraltar. She was still trying to contact Ross but still hadn't managed to get through. As the Watchpoint came into view, Lena put her phone away and prepared to disembark. As soon as the dropship landed and the doors opened, Lena was blinking across the base, heading to Winston's lab as quickly as she could.

When she entered the lab, everyone was standing around Winston's computer. Everyone except Genji, who was no where to be seen.

"Where's Genji?" Lena asked, surprised he wasn't present.

"He left for Japan a while ago. Said he needed to go find someone." McCree answered, lighting a cigar.

Lena now walked over to Winston's computer, seeing a video ready to play. She walked over to it slowly. "Show me."

"Are you sure Lena?" Winston asked. "It's... graphic."

"I need to see it Winston..." Lena replied. She honesty didn't want to but something inside of her was telling her she needed to.

Winston nodded slowly, pressing play on the video. Mei, having already seen it once, walked away, not wanting to see it again.

The video started with Angela and Fareeha tied to chairs, their arms behind their backs. Two groups of Talon soldiers walked in, surrounding the two women. They were powerless to act as the soldiers began beating them, causing a number of cuts and bruises to both captives. As the barrage of attacks continued, a new person entered the room, wearing an apron and carrying a tray of knifes. Both women were left bleeding, Fareeha having to spit out a small amount of blood that ran into her mouth.

The other troopers now left, leaving this new man alone with the two captives. He picked up a small knife, walking over to Fareeha first and stroking her hair. He proceeded to make a number of small cuts on her arms, not enough for any permanent injuries but just enough to cause pain and make her wince. Once he was done with Fareeha, he walked over to Angela doing the exact same to her.

Angela's self healing quickly repaired the damage caused, simply aggravating the torturer. He stopped and simply stared at Angela, before stabbing the knife into her right leg. She screamed out in pain, causing Fareeha to try and get up, only to be held in place by her restraints. The knife was held in place for a few minutes and Angela was on the verge of crying due to the pain. Eventually, the knife was removed and Angela's self healing repaired the wound.

Once the man had finished his assault, four more men in aprons walked in, holding two large buckets of water. Angela and Fareeha were untied and thrown forward, before being dragged to the buckets and their heads forced into them. They were held in place for a few moments before being held back up, the two of them coughing out water, desperate for air. This was repeated another four times before someone deemed they had enough. As the two captives were dragged out the room, back towards their cell, the screen went black. Five words appeared afterwards.

Message received and understood Overwatch?

With that, the video ended. Lena was left in tears, hugging Winston immediately afterwards.

"Why? Why them? They don't deserve that." She asked, barely able to get her words out.

"I know. We'll find them Lena, I promise you." Winston replied, comforting Lena.

"Winston, we don't have anything to go off." McCree interrupted.

Just after McCree said this, Lena's phone went off. She quickly wiped away her tears and looked at the caller ID. It was Ross, so she answered the call, putting it on speaker.

"Hey Ross..." Before she could explain what she needed, Ross interrupted.

"I have intel from Egypt for you, I'm sending it now." Lena gave her phone to Winston and he connected it to his computer. A picture of a hooded man appeared shortly afterwards. Athena went to work analysing it.

"Who's this?" Lena asked.

"This man has been seen hanging around the Temple of Anubis for a while. He was spotted following two women the other day. Approximately an hour later, Talon forces moved in and kidnapped them. From what the Egyptians have told us, this guy's still hanging around the temple. Might be a good place to start."

"How did you get hold of all this?"

"Egypt's authorities gave it to us. A lot of countries have started working together on Talon. No matter the outcome of the UN meeting, it's a good sign."

"I'm guessing you know who one of the victims is?" Lena asked.

"That's the reason we're talking. I won't count this as a favour, so I still owe you one."

"Thanks Ross... I don't suppose you can lend a hand?"

"Sorry Lena, no can do. I've got my own work to do. The world's changing and we've got to be ready. Good luck." With that, Ross hung up.

"At least we have something now." Torb said.

"Winston, I want to go to Egypt. If I can find this guy, I might be able to get some information from him."

"Lena, you're not threatening enough, you won't get anything from him. Me on the other hand... I'm former Blackwatch. I can make him crack." McCree said, Reinhardt reluctantly nodding in agreement.

Lena knew that McCree was right, out of all of them, he was in the best position to make this guy talk. "Okay, me and McCree will head to Egypt to find this guy, find out what we can, then we'll go from there."

"Sounds good. I'll contact anyone who we've worked with before. We need all the help we can get if we're going to find them." Winston replied. Lena nodded, giving Winston a quick hug, before she ran out the lab, McCree following close by.

"Winston..." Reinhardt began, the video still present in his mind. "We need to contact Jack and Ana. They have her daughter and we really need their help."

Winston thought for a few seconds. He had no real way of contacting them, so he'd have to go old school. "Athena, search everything you can for any trace of Soldier 76."

"Yes Winston."

Talon Facility- Unknown location

Angela was thrown back into the cell that her and Fareeha were given, just managing to stop herself from hitting the floor face first. Fareeha followed her shortly afterwards, landing on top of Angela. The troopers laughed at the two of them, before the door slammed shut. The two women sat up slowly, sliding over to the wall and sitting there. They were both covered in dried blood and sweat and were both extremely tired.

"You okay Ang? They put you through a lot more than me." Fareeha put an arm around Angela, who responded by leaning into Fareeha, cuddling her.

"Yes... I can heal any injuries they give me. I'm more worried about you though. Are you okay?"

Fareeha moved her head from side to side. "A little sore but I'm alright."

The two of them simply stayed still, cuddling one another.

"They sent that video to Overwatch." Angela eventually said, worried about what their next move would be. "It's going to get a lot worse for us isn't it?"

"Honestly, yes I think it will." Fareeha reluctantly replied.

"You're the only thing stopping me having a nervous breakdown."

Fareeha chuckled. "Feelings mutual. Look, we need to keep each other going, keep ourselves sane. So every time they do something to us, we have to talk to each other or hug like we are now, anything that keeps us ourselves."

"Okay Faree. I'm sorry you ended up dragged into this."

"It's okay Ang, you need me right now and there's no place I'd rather be."

Angela smiled upon hearing this. "Thank you."

"They'll find us Ang. We just have to stay strong."

Authors note-

I just wanted to say thanks for reading this far and to anyone who's given feedback so far. I'm glad to see that the story has gained people's interest. Also I've been looking back through previous chapters and begun correcting mistakes and grammar problems I've noticed. I make sure to check everything I write but I've not been as thorough as I'd like to be recently, something I'm now correcting. Sorry about that.

Anyway, once again thank you for reading and see you in the next chapter :)