Home Away From Home

Germany- Overwatch storage facility 05- classified location

Before the Petras Act was enacted, Overwatch had a number of secret storage facilities across the world. Since the organisation had been disbanded, only a small number of these facilities had been found. This was one of them, which to this day was still hidden.

There was a reason that Winston never used these hidden facilities though. Back in the day, only the leadership knew they existed, which also included Reyes. This meant that Talon may have known about them and occupied them as bases. Winston wasn't prepared to take any risks, so him and Athena cut off the facilities, letting them be forgotten. Only Athena knew where they were and what was stored in each one.

That was why Winston asked Genji to embark on the task of investigating this facility. Hanzo simply came along for the ride, something that didn't bother or worry Genji. Hanzo was was equally adept at stealth, something that may have been vital.

Fortunately, there was no one at this facility, remaining in its abandoned state since the day it was cut off from the rest of the world. This made the task much easier for Genji and Hanzo.

This storage facility was smaller compared to most, yet was still quite large. It was completely underground, since it was far easier to hide that way. There were a number of large metal shelves as well as boxes and containers, both wooden and metal. The facility currently was in power saving mode, meaning none of the lifts or lights were working.

As Genji and Hanzo made their way down into the facility, they found a small computer, which contained the storage database. Genji stopped in front of the screen and inserted a small USB. The screen suddenly powered up, taking a short time to fully load up. The computer didn't look like it had been started up since Overwatch was disbanded, yet Genji needed it in order to find what he was looking for. Once the computer had finished loading, it began scanning the system, confirming that no one else had accessed the computer since Overwatch was disbanded.

With the system now confirmed secure, Genji tapped a few buttons and a program from the USB loaded onto the computer. After a short wait, a voice spoke up from the screen.

"Greetings. I am Jacob. How may I assist you?"

This voice sounded very synthetic, yet it was clearly a male voice. This was a much more basic program that was based off Athena, even using a small amount of her code, yet being changed enough so that it was different. It also contained no information about Overwatch, in case it was captured by the enemy. Winston had called it a dumb AI, yet DVa had unofficially called it a virtual intelligence, or VI, referencing one of her video games. The unofficial name had stuck and everyone now referred to these programs as VI's

The VI had very limited responses in comparison to an AI, only able to answer questions with data it had available and could not give advanced tactical advice during combat. Winston never designed the VI's to do this and it's primary purpose was to interface with old and new Overwatch systems, so it could help the agents when they had to visit another base and then collect data from the computer systems.

"I need to find the items relating to Gerard Lacroix." Genji replied, as the lights in the facility began to turn on.

"One moment please. Scan complete. There is currently one container which matches your query. It is located in section B-17."

"Where is that?" Hanzo asked, as he analysed the area around him.

"You are currently near section A-01." Jacob replied. "Section B-17 is a short walk from here, approximately 38 steps. Would you like me to mark this location for you?"

"That would be most helpful. Thank you." Genji answered and sure enough, a red light appeared a short distance from them. Genji disconnected the VI from the computer and loaded it back onto the USB, before the two brothers did the short walk to the container it mentioned.

"This Gerard." Hanzo began, as the brothers located the small, metal container that held what they were seeking. "Where was he from?"

"France. The same country as Amelie." Genji replied, opening the container and beginning his search for anything that belonged to Amelie.

"Then why is this container in Germany?"

Genji paused upon hearing this. He wondered if it was because Gerard didn't die in France. However, he pushed this idea away, as he was well aware a facility existed in Switzerland.

"That's... a very good question." He walked over to the nearest computer and plugged in Jacob. The answer could have been simply that there wasn't a storage facility in France, yet Genji couldn't help but think otherwise.

"Greetings. Can I be of further assistance?"

"The container in section B-17. Are there any files that relate to it?"

Jacob scanned the facility's systems again. "There are a number of files on system relating to this container. Are you looking for anything specific?"

"Is there anything that explains why it's here?" Genji asked, while Hanzo looked through the contents of the container, pulling out a small box of jewellery and placing it outside the container.

"One moment. Yes. There is an internal note that states that there was an order to move the container from facility 01. Reason- redacted."

"Who gave that order?"

"Commander Reyes."

That got both the brothers attention.

"Reyes?" Genji said aloud. "Why would he order this container to be moved here?"

"Perhaps he is hiding something inside?" Hanzo suggested.

Genji couldn't help but be intrigued. He never payed much mind to Reyes when he was in Blackwatch. Back then, he was a completely different person and didn't really care. He just listened to his superior and did his job.

"Maybe... Jacob, copy every file that mentions this container."

"Understood."

Genji now turned back to Hanzo. "Meanwhile, we will search this container. We find anything that belongs to Amelie but keep an eye out for anything else that shouldn't be here."

France- Near Annecy

Widow stirred the cup of coffee she had, tapping the side of the cup and placing the spoon down when she was finished. She was currently sat outside a cafe near Chateau Guillard, along with Lena and both of them were waiting for Ross to arrive. It was quite a pleasant day, with the sun out and only a few clouds in the sky, so Widow was comfortable sitting here, even with the amount of makeup she currently had on to hide her identity.

Lena also seemed to be calm, taking a drink of her tea and taking a biscuit from the plate in the middle of the table. They were trying to keep a low profile, which meant that Winston had remained on the dropship, keeping an eye on the area for any Talon activity. Fortunately, he had not spotted anything, since Lena had yet to receive a phone call from him.

"So when exactly is your friend due?" Widow asked, adjusting her sunglasses slightly as she took another sip of her coffee.

"Any time now." Lena replied, checking the time on her phone.

There was a short silence for a moment, as Widow picked up one of the biscuits and took a bite of it. "Are you sure you can trust him?"

"Absolutely." Lena answered almost immediately. "Why do you ask?"

There was another pause, as Widow watched a older couple pass by the cafe. "We both saw the attack on Washington. I don't need to be Sombra to know that there was someone on the inside."

"I'm certain. I've known him since he was a trooper at Overwatch. There's no way that he'd turn to Talon. He hates them and he's done too much against them."

Widow simply nodded. She could think of another person that had fought against Talon and still joined them, yet she pushed the thought away, relying on Lena's judgement.

While they waited, Widow's thoughts turned to Chateau Guillard. The small town they were in was close by and from where they were sitting, the chateau could be seen. She couldn't help but wonder if Talon had managed to find out about her secret home. She had always been careful to make sure Talon didn't follow her or find out, yet after hearing Winston's concerns on the way here, she couldn't help but doubt herself slightly.

Widow wasn't able to dwell on the thought for long, as Lena tapped her arm to gain her attention. She looked up and noticed someone walking towards them. It was a man, somewhere in his forties with a short beard. She guessed that this was who they were waiting for.

"Hey Ross. How was your flight?" Lena said, as Ross sat down at the table.

"Uneventful. Who's your friend? New recruit?"

"You could say that. So do you have that intel for me?"

"You're in a hurry today. Was it something I said?" Ross joked, slightly surprised by Lena's sense of urgency.

"No, nothing like that. We're just on a tight timeline."

Ross reached into his pocket and retrieved a small memory stick, placing it down on the table.

"This has everything we know about Talon on it. Known members, possible base locations and some intel on past attacks by them. There's also a number in case you need to contact me again. An official number before you say you already have my number."

Lena nodded, taking the memory stick and placing it in her jacket pocket. "Thanks Ross. This really helps us out."

"As I said before, I'm authorised to help you anyway I can. So use that number if you need something."

Lena thought for a moment. "Actually, there is something else. There's a couple of people that likely are on your radar. It would be really helpful if you didn't shoot them, since they're kinda with us currently."

"Who are they?" Ross asked, taking out a small notebook and a pen.

"The first is Sombra."

"Heard of them, though that's about it. Whoever they are, they're good... too good if I'm honest. Who's the other one."

"Widowmaker."

Ross stopped and glanced up at Lena. "I'm sorry, Widowmaker? As in Talon's best assassin?"

"Yep."

"How on earth did you manage to get her on your side?"

"She kinda came to us for help... Long story short, she broke free from Talon. She needed help so I persuaded her to give us a chance."

"How do you even know you can trust her?"

"I know because she's sat right next to you."

Ross quickly turned to the other woman, seeing Widow lower her sunglasses slightly, revealing her golden eyes to him. He couldn't believe that she was actually sat next to him and that he was still alive.

"Well I'll be. Seems our intel's off. We thought you were still at Talon."

"I'm done with Talon." Widow replied, pushing her sunglasses back into position. "I'm not their puppet. Not anymore."

"I'll make sure to have their files changed." Ross said, standing shorty after and shaking Lena's hand. "Till the next time."

"Till the next time."

Just before he left, Ross turned to Widow and held his hand out. She hesitated for a moment, before cautiously accepting the handshake.

"If it means anything... I'm sorry for everything that's happened to you."

Widow may not have known Ross but she could tell that he meant what he said. She wasn't fully aware what was known about her outside of Overwatch, or even if he knew her real name.

"Thank you."

"Keep her safe Lena."

"Will do Ross."

With that, Ross took his leave, heading back the way he came and leaving the two women at the cafe.

"He seemed... nice." Widow commented, not quite sure what to make of Ross. "Are you sure we should have told him who I was?" She and Lena had discussed this before the meeting, so it wasn't a surprise when her identity was revealed. However, Widow never trusted easily, so telling Ross who she was seemed like a big risk to her.

"I'm positive. Ross is a good guy and as I said before, I've known him since the old Overwatch days. If he can, he'll get the authorities off your back."

Widow looked away, clearly thinking over what just happened. Deep down, she knew this was the best course of action, yet she couldn't help but be worried. "Ok. I trust your judgement."

"Thanks Amelie. Now, how about you show me around your place? It looks great from here."

Talon base- Unknown location

Doomfist and Moira were currently sat in the conference room of the base. Doomfist has a cup of coffee at the side of him, while Moira has a mountain of paperwork in front of her. Most of it was simply her own notes but some was specially prepared reports, just for this meeting.

"How goes progress on our resurrection tech?" Doomfist asked.

"It's progressing." Moira replied. "Without Mercy though, it's taken time to get to the stage we're at."

"So why did you want to see me then?"

Moira rummaged through her paperwork and pulled out a folder, passing it to Doomfist. "We've hit an unexpected snag, a side effect and I thought you'd want to see it."

Doomfist opened the folder and began reading through its contents. "This is... not what I expected. Are you sure the nano tech is functioning correctly."

"It is. I've triple checked it since that experiment. Replicating Mercy's tech is incredibly difficult, even with the written notes she gave me. This is a very unexpected outcome... but I believe we could make use of it."

Doomfist closed the file, looking back towards Moira. "May I remind you that this project was meant to replicate Mercy's tech in order to help our troopers in battle. In its current form, the tech does not do this. So how exactly do you consider we can use this?"

Moira leaned in as she gave her reply. "You're always saying that you want humanity to evolve and rise up to new challenges. Imagine the challenge that this will bring. Imagine what Talon could do with this. Of course, I will keep working to replicate Mercy's tech. I simply believe that we shouldn't miss this opportunity."

Doomfist thought over the proposal. He wasn't exactly comfortable with what Moira was suggesting. Despite everything, he still had some morals.

"Many would say that this is unnatural."

"Many would say what I do is unnatural and immoral. Yet because I am not bound by morals, I have been able to make great progress with my research. Even then, some would say what Mercy does is unnatural. Having the power to resurrect the dead, to choose who lives and dies. Why do you think she refuses to share that knowledge with anyone else? She's afraid of that power."

Doomfist took a drink from his coffee. "I'm still not fully convinced."

"Then let me convince you. All I need is a test subject. Doesn't matter who they are or if they're alive or dead, I'll have to kill them if they're alive anyway."

There was a short pause. "Very well Moira. I'll find you someone. While we're here, what about project Indigo?"

Moira sighed. "Well, since Sombra wrecked my last facility, Amelie went rogue and Ziegler and Amari escaped, Indigo simply grinded to a halt. I'm not even sure if it's a good idea to try again. After all, Amelie obviously wasn't fully conditioned like we considered she was."

"But there were different people in charge of conditioning Lacroix. Let me ask you this. If Sombra hadn't done what she did, would you have succeeded at conditioning Amari and Ziegler?"

Moira thought over the question. "It's very likely I would have."

"Then when the opportunity arises, I'd like you to reactivate project Indigo. I believe you will be able to succeed."

"If that's what you want, then I'll take command of the project."

"Very good Moira. Now, could you contact Reyes for me."

Moira pulled out her phone, doing just that. After a few rings, Reaper answered.

"I'm busy. What do you want Moira?" He grumbled, seemingly frustrated.

"Reyes, it's Akande. I wanted to ask how goes your progress on finding Sombra and Widowmaker? You've been at it for some time now and not seemed to find anything."

"Have you ever tried locating Sombra?" Reaper forcefully replied. "I can't find anything. Believe me, the only things I will find are the things she wants me to find. I've already been on two wild goose chases!"

"Okay Reyes, calm down." Doomfist said, trying to defuse the increasingly angry Reaper before he did something rash. "Do you believe that you can locate them?"

"At this point, no."

"Very well. Return to base. Akande out." He signaled Moira to end the call, before taking another drink of his coffee. "Reyes was a friend of Gerard Lacroix, correct?"

Moira was somewhat surprised by that question. "Indeed he was."

"How... interesting."

"You're not suggesting that Reyes had something to do with Widow's escape are you?"

"No. He couldn't have, he was on an operation in India at the time. However, perhaps he knows more than he's letting on."

"So, what do you want me to do?"

"For now, nothing. Let us see how he acts, then decide what to do."

Overwatch dropship, France- 2 minutes from Chateau Guillard

"Scans of the area show no Talon activity." Athena said to the three occupants of the dropship. "However, I cannot confirm if there is anyone inside the building."

"If anyone's in there, we'll handle it." Winston replied. "Drop us off and then move the dropship away from the area."

"Yes Winston. Standby for arrival."

While Athena piloted the dropship towards the landing zone, Widow checked over her equipment, for what seemed like the tenth time. She had her thermal goggles on her head and her grappling hook on her arm, both of which looked very out of place, since she was still wearing her casual clothes from before. As for her weapon, she was currently carrying the black version of her sniper rifle, wanting to get a feel for the weapon.

"Relax Amelie." Lena said, noticing Widow check her rifle again. "We'll be fine. There's no one here but us."

"I hope so."

As the dropship swooped down towards the chateau, the three passengers walked to the door. Once the ship was low enough, the doors opened and the three of them jumped off, letting Athena pilot the ship away from the area.

"Wow. This place is huuuuge." Lena commented, as the three walked inside, doing a few checks to make sure there was no one around. In order to transport any items Widow wanted, Lena had brought along a rucksack, which was currently on her back.

"I'll check over the rest of the building, make sure we're alone." Winston said to Widow, almost like he was asking for permission.

Widow simply nodded at Winston, walking towards the location of her laptop. Lena also nodded, telling him to be careful, before walking after Widow.

"Hey. You okay?"

Widow knew why Lena was asking. Angela had expressed concern about the possibility of a memory returning while they were here, especially if she remembered... that night. Honestly, Widow couldn't blame Angela for being worried about it and in a way, she kinda liked having people worry about her. She couldn't explain why but it felt like she mattered, like people cared about her. It was different to what she remembered while at Talon.

"Oui, I'm okay. I can't really remember much about this place. I don't really know how often I was here as a child. I just knew I owned it, so I started using it as a sort of home. Something that actually belonged to me..."

"Maybe you lived away from this place when you were younger." Lena suggested, as they approached the area where Widow had her laptop set up.

"Maybe... I cant remember my childhood at all... Just echoes..."

"It'll come back Amelie. Just give it time."

It was at this moment that Lena noticed a framed picture of Gerard and Amelie during their wedding day, along with her wedding ring, sat beside it in a small box. Widow slowly walked up to the table they were sat on and picked up the picture, looking straight down at it.

"This is the only picture I have of me and Gerard. I'm not sure how I got it but Talon never knew I had it. I could never bring myself to put it anywhere near my bedroom... Too much guilt I suppose."

Lena walked besides Widow, placing her arm around her. "It wasn't your fault. He wouldn't want you to remember him this way, to torture yourself over something you had no control over."

Widow let out a deep breath, placing down the picture and picking up the box. She slowly removed the ring and placed it on her finger, before raising her hand and planting a kiss on the ring.

"I'm sorry Gerard. I wish I could have stopped it, stopped myself. I will always love you."

She basically whispered the last part, picking the picture back up and walking away from the table. She turned to Lena and she took off the rucksack. Widow placed the picture inside and then turned to her laptop.

"Would my laptop be of any use to you?" She asked Lena, who was busy admiring one of the pictures on the wall.

"It might be. What's on it?"

"Nothing much. A few emails and documents. It's all out of date though, all missions I've already been on."

"Just bring it anyway. We have room and Winston will check it over before we get back to Gibraltar. You know, just in case."

Widow nodded before picking up the laptop, placing it into the rucksack. There were a few other items that Widow decided to take, including the original case for her sniper, which she had left here. Once she was happy, she zipped up the rucksack and placed it on her back.

"Are you sure that's all you want?" Lena asked, surprised with the low amount of items Widow had collected.

"Oui. My wedding ring and that photo are the only things that are important to me... the only things Talon haven't taken from me. Everything else here is just stuff."

Widow began to walk back the way she came, Lena a short distance behind. However, before they could reach their destination, Lena noticed some stairs.

"Hey, what's down there?"

Widow turned to see where Lena was referring to. "Wine cellar."

Lena looked towards the stairs, then back to Widow. "Is there anything good down there?"

"Yes. Why?"

"Well, you could give a bottle to Ang as a sort of thank you gift. She hasn't been on a date with Fareeha yet, so it might give them that push to do it."

Widow thought for a moment, looking over to the large dining table and seeing a couple of wine glasses sat there. "It does seem a waste to just leave it all here... Fine, let's take a few bottles with us. Pick up those glasses over there would you?"

Lena gave Widow a quick smile, before blinking over to the table and picking up the two glasses. She quickly blinked back towards Widow, who had now started walking down into the cellar.

When Lena rejoined Widow, she was met with the largest collection of wine she'd ever seen in one persons house. The only time she'd seen more were when she specifically went looking for a bottle for her and Emily.

"Blimey. How much wine does one person need?"

Widow couldn't help but chuckle, placing down the rucksack and putting the two glasses Lena had inside. "What can I say. I like to be prepared."

Lena stepped into the large collection in front of her. "So what're we taking?"

The two spent the next ten minutes picking out various bottles, deciding on one for Angela and then choosing which other ones to bring alone. Once the rucksack was nearly full, Winston entered the cellar, not expecting to see the two down here.

"Hey big guy. Guess the place is clear?" Lena said, placing one final bottle in the rucksack and then zipping it up.

"Seems that way. If I dare ask, what are you two up to?"

"What's it look like? Amelie has a large collection of wine, so we decided to..."

Lena was suddenly cut of by Widow, who placed a hand over her mouth. She raised a finger over her lips, indicating to both Overwatch agents to stay quiet. Lena slowly nodded, indicating she understood and Widow removed her hand.

Moments later, voices could be heard from upstairs. They were speaking French, so Winston and Lena couldn't understand them. Widow on the other hand could make out everything they were saying.

"Any idea who these guys are?" Lena wispered.

"Non. But whoever they are, they're looking for something specific." Widow replied, raising a finger when she heard the unknown intruders speak up again. "One of them just told the others to split up and try to find a computer or any documents lying around."

"Are they Talon?" Winston asked, reaching for his earpiece to contact Athena.

"I don't know... but from what I've heard, there's a very good chance they are."

That was all Winston needed to hear. "Athena, we need extraction now."

"Understood. ETA two minutes."

"The second that dropship arrives they'll know we're here. We need to distract them until then." Lena said, checking the stairs in case anyone walked down them.

"Agreed. Split up and use stealth for as long as possible."

The three gave each other a short nod, before they split into two. Winston went back the way he came, while Widow and Lena moved to the stairs nearby, Lena stopping to pick up the rucksack, placing it on her back.

Once Lena had the bag on, she pulled out her pulse pistols and readied them for a fight. Widow meanwhile glanced around the corner, seeing one of the intruders looking around the area. She signalled Lena to get against the wall, placed her rifle against it and then gained the attention of the intruder with a quick whistle.

The intruder looked around, confused by the sound he just heard. As he was about to dismiss it as his own imagination, he heard the whistle again. This time, it was enough to make him start walking towards the source, straight down the stairs to the cellar. Straight towards Widow.

Once he was close enough, Widow emerged from the corner, grabbing the intruder with lightning fast speed and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Parler!"

"Salope traitre! Ton..."

Widow didn't let the man finish, snapping his neck and then releasing the lifeless body. Lena couldn't help but shudder slightly at this.

"They're Talon." Widow commented, taking the rucksack off Lena so that she could move better and then picking up her rifle. The two then moved slowly up the stairs, Widow checking all around for any sign of the intruders. Fortunately, there weren't any in the immediate area, which allowed Lena to move behind some nearby cover. However, Widow could hear a group approaching them.

Widow grappled up out of sight as a group of three troopers walked around the corner. They were all speaking French and Widow once again could understand the entire conversation. They were talking about the size of the chateau and how they couldn't believe Widow was living here without Talon knowing.

"Clearly they only just found out." Widow thought to herself as she aimed her rifle at one of the troopers head. She held her fire though, preferring to stay undetected for as long as possible. However, this plan soon changed, as the dropship roared over the chateau, alerting everyone inside.

The three troopers quickly spun around and one managed to see Widow in the corner of their eye. They aimed up to the ceiling, only for a bullet to enter their skull before they could do anything else. The remaining two troopers now looked to the ceiling, seeing Widow and running for cover. Lena took this opportunity to attack, running out of cover and firing her pulse pistols. She took down one trooper and managed to wound the other, Widow finishing them off with a single shot to the chest. Widow now released the grapple and flipped herself over, landing feet first on the ground.

"I'm aboard the dropship." Winston said over the comms.

"Roger. Swing around to the original LZ. We'll be there." Lena replied, running towards that location with Widow. Before they could get outside, they came face to face with two more troopers, taking them by surprise. They both picked a target and raised their weapons, firing and killing the two troopers before they could even react.

However, this was not the last of the intruders, as a group of five ran around the corner. Fortunately for Widow and Tracer, the dropship appeared, hovering above the landing zone with its doors open. They both ran outside, Widow grabbing hold of Lena as she fired her grappling hook. The two were hoisted off the ground and up towards the dropship, Winston moving to the door and pulling the two inside. With all three passengers aboard, the doors closed and the dropship turned, speeding away from the chateau.

Now safe from danger, Widow sat down against the back of the dropship, bringing the ring on her finger into view again. She hadn't worn her wedding ring since the day Gerard died, so having it on now felt foreign to her.

"Did you get everything you wanted to?"

Widow looked up and saw Winston, who had walked over to her. She was obviously caught up in her own thoughts, since she didn't even notice Winston approach her.

"Oui. Talon took whatever they could from me. Everything I have left that matters to me is in that bag."

Before Winston could reply, Athena spoke up. "Winston, Genji is on his way back to the watchpoint. He states that his mission was a success."

"Perhaps you didn't lose everything." Winston said to Widow.

"What do you mean?" Widow asked, slightly confused.

"There were some items of Gerard's we recovered that were in storage. I suspected that some of it may have been yours, so I asked Genji to take a look into it. Seems like he found something."

Widow didn't know what to say. She didn't expect that Overwatch would keep anything of hers, especially after what happened. If anything of hers wasn't in Talon's hands, it was a victory.

"I... Thank you."

"You're welcome. Now, Lena said you picked up a laptop. Do you mind if I check it over?"

"Not at all. I don't know if there's anything useful on it..."

"Don't worry. I'm sure there's something that'll help on there."

Watchpoint Gibraltar- Later that day

"So all of this belongs to Widow?" Sombra asked, as Genji brought in the third and last box of items that had been recovered. Since Angela was currently busy, Sombra had decided to watch over these items herself, knowing they were important to Widow.

"I believe so. Athena is also analysing the data recovered from the facility as we speak, so hopefully we can locate anything else of hers that we still have." This was half the story. Athena was analysing the data, yet she was also trying to work out why Reyes had ordered the container to be moved. So far, she hadn't come up with anything. He had told Athena to inform Winston as soon as possible, preferring to keep this matter a secret for now.

"Dropship inbound." Athena announced.

"What perfect timing." Genji replied, as Hanzo joined them in the lab, placing a trophy down on the boxes. Sombra immediately moved to the trophy, picking it up and reading what was written on it.

"Wow. She must have been really young when she got this."

"You seem surprised." Genji commented. "Didn't you know she was a ballet dancer?"

"I knew she was. I just didn't realise..."

"That she had a passion for it as a child?"

Sombra placed the trophy down on the floor. "Yeah. Guess her parents must have supported her..."

Genji could tell something was bothering the master hacker and Hanzo had also picked up the same thing, glancing over to his bother on how to proceed. Genji shook his head, thinking it best not to push the matter. Not much was known about Sombra's past and she wasn't likely to reveal anything to him now.

It was another five minutes before Widow, Lena and Winston arrived in the lab. Widow walked to the boxes, stopping just in front of them and running her hand over one.

"Thank you... for bringing all this here."

"You're welcome." Genji replied, bowing his head towards her. "We shall give you some space."

Genji motioned to Hanzo and the two took their leave. As the brothers left, Lena recovered the photo and laptop from the rucksack, Sombra not asking about the bottles of wine that almost fell out.

Lena passed the the laptop to Winston, who wanted to analyse what was on the hard drive and then walked over to Widow, giving her the picture. She took another look at the picture, waiting to see if any memories returned. When nothing did, she placed the picture down, taking a moment to analyse the trophy next to it.

"Shall we see what's inside?" Sombra asked Widow.

Widow nodded, moving in front of one of the boxes. When she opened it, she was met with an assortment of books and jewellery. She reached inside and picked out a necklace, admiring it for a moment, before placing it back inside.

Widow closed the box, placing it to one side and then opening the next one. There wasn't much that interested Widow in this box, mostly old cookbooks that she didn't really need anymore. However, there was a pile of books in the corner of the box, that she quickly realised were actually photo albums. She reached inside and pulled out one of the albums, opening it immediately.

The very first photo was of her as a child, holding the very same trophy that was currently sat on the floor. Even with this picture in front of her, Widow just couldn't remember that day, the memory just a blur in her mind.

She placed the photo album back inside the box, now turning her attention to the last box. At this point, Lena had picked up one of the cookbooks, reading through it for any recipe ideas. Sombra meanwhile stayed by Widow's side, making sure that she was okay before opening the last box with her.

Widow half expected to find more books inside and it somewhat explained why she liked reading when she was at Talon. However, when the final box was opened, Widow only saw one item, a small black box. Slowly, she reached for the small box and then stepped back slightly, disregarding everything else that was inside that box.

"What is it?" Sombra asked, seeing the disbelief on Widow's face. At this point, Lena looked up from the book she was reading, realising what Widow was holding.

"Wait. Is that...?"

Widow opened the box, revealing a beautiful diamond ring.

"It's my engagement ring." A tear ran down Widow's cheek, one she didn't bother to try and hide. "I thought I'd lost this, that it had been stolen or sold by Talon..."

Widow slowly placed the ring on her finger, stopping and looking at the two pieces of jewellery as another tear rolled down her cheek. It was then that Widow began to feel a slight throbbing in her head, which made her pitch the bridge of her nose and close her eyes. A few moments later, the throbbing went and Widow opened her eyes, blinking a few times.

"You okay?" Sombra asked.

"Yeah... Just a slight throbbing feeling. Nothing came back to me."

"Lena, Dr Ziegler wanted me to remind you and Amelie to pay a visit to her when you have a moment." Athena said. "Torbjorn has also finished his designs and asked you to drop in at your earliest convenience."

"Thanks Athena. We should go and see what Angela wants. It's probably important."

"Yes. Let's go see her now." Widow said in agreement.

"I'll catch up with you later. I found something earlier today that I wanted to show him." Sombra told them, motioning over to Winston who was currently sat in the office, looking over the laptop.

Widow nodded in reply, following Lena out of the lab and towards the medical wing. They weren't able to get far away from the lab before Widow had to stop, a sudden wave of pain forcing her to cry out and clutch her head. Lena quickly blinked back to Widow's side, catching her as she fell onto one knee.

The pain left as suddenly as it appeared, leaving Widow wide eyed and breathing heavily. Lena kneeled down next to her, knowing that something wasn't right.

"Amelie?"

Widow looked down at her hands, beginning to shake as a wave of emotion hit her. "What have I done..? How could I..? Gerard..."

Lena realised immediately what Widow just remembered.

"SOMBRA!"

Widow began to breath quicker, clutching ahold to Lena like her life depended on it.

"Amelie, look at me."

She slowly looked up at Lena, a river of tears flowing from her eyes.

Flashback- Widowmaker- Mission 00

Amelie had her arm wrapped around Gerard as the two of them slept. It had been two weeks since Amelie had been rescued from Talon and she was slowly recovering from the ordeal. They were both currently staying in Gerard's house near the Swiss headquarters, as Amelie's treatment hadn't quite been finished yet.

It was near midnight when Amelie suddenly stirred, her eyes opening as something forced her awake. She tried to close her eyes again, trying to go back to sleep. However, there was a low voice in the back of her head, almost like a whisper, that simply wouldn't stop.

"Good soldiers follow orders."

Amelie sat herself up, struggling to ignore this voice.

"Are you okay Amelie?" Gerard asked, being woken up by her movement. She had been suffering from nightmares the past few weeks, that had slowly been getting better. Gerard simply assumed this was another one, prepared to help her in any way he could.

Amelie responded by leaning over and kissing his cheek. "Oui, I'm okay my love. I just need a glass of water."

Gerard nodded, turning back over and closing his eyes again. Amelie meanwhile moved the covers off herself and stood, putting on a pair of slippers and walking down to the kitchen. She poured herself a drink and quickly gulped it down, taking a deep breath to clear her head. However, the voice still remained.

"Good soldiers follow orders."

Amelie shook her head.

"Good soldiers follow orders."

She shook her head again. "No..."

"Good soldiers follow orders."

Amelie turned around and saw a kitchen knife, slowly moving her hand and picking it up. She soon lowered it back onto the counter. "No... I won't."

The voice stopped, retreating away before it returned again. "You know what you need to do."

Widow held her head, closing her eyes as her mind became infected with an idea.

"Overwatch are the enemy. Gerard is the target. He has to die."

Slowly, Amelie lost control over her thoughts, each one being replaced with her target. She knew what she needed to do, what had to happen. She picked the knife back up and made her way to the bedroom. Gerard was fast asleep again and had turned onto his back.

An easy kill.

"Yes. Do it."

Amelie made her way over to Gerard, climbing onto the bed and sitting on top of him. This was enough to disturb him and he slowly started to open his eyes. Amelie raised the knife, ready to plunge it into his chest.

"Kill him!"

Yet she hesitated. She saw her wedding ring and stopped for just a second. This was enough time for Gerard to realise what was happening.

"Amelie? Amelie, wait!"

Whatever force was speaking to Amelie regained control. Gerard managed to grab onto her hands, using all his strength to stop her.

But he wasn't quick enough.

Amelie suddenly regained control, falling backwards off the bed as she saw the knife sticking out of Gerard's chest.

"What have I done?!" She screamed, her eyes full of tears.

"What had to be done."

Amelie stood, walking towards Gerard. "Gerard. Please, I'm sorry... What do I do?"

She suddenly flinched in pain, her head throbbing as the voice took over again. "What do good soldiers do?"

"Good soldiers follow orders." She answered aloud.

"Run. Follow orders. Get back to Talon."

Amelie turned to the door, no longer in control of her own actions. She left the house, not bothering to wash her hands. She had to follow orders. She had to return to Talon.

What Amelie didn't know was that Gerard was still alive. He'd just managed to stop the knife entering his heart, yet he knew he hadn't saved himself. He'd just delayed the inevitable. He tried to call out to Amelie but she never heard him.

He knew what had happened to her. Talon had broken her, brainwashed her. She wasn't in control.

He reached to the counter on the left side of the bed, knowing there was a touchscreen tablet sitting there. He hadn't got long left, so he needed to act fast.

Watchpoint Gibraltar- Present day

"Please... Please, tell me I didn't..." Widow pleaded, begging for the memory to not be true.

Lena lowered her head. "I'm sorry Amelie."

"No... No... No..." Widow fell apart, falling into Lena's arms and hugging her as she let out years of built up grief. Sombra arrived seconds later, sprinting out of the lab after she heard Lena shout her name. When she saw Widow crying her eyes out, she didn't need to be told what had happened. She moved over and sat down next to Widow.

"I'm so sorry Amelie."

Widow looked up at Sombra, not able to say anything to her. She reached out her hand and Sombra took it, squeezing it tightly for a moment, before letting it go, Widow wrapping it back around Lena.

Winston was out of the lab moments later, seeing the two women comforting a distraught Widow. He lowered his head, as two more agents, Reinhardt and McCree, walked around the corner. Upon seeing the scene in front of them, they both lowered their heads, McCree taking off his hat as a sign of respect.

Without warning, Widow screamed out in agony, letting go of Lena and clutching her head. Lena and Sombra gave each other panicked looks, as the pain seemed to get worse and worse. Eventually, the pain got too much for Widow and she collapsed into Lena's arms. Lena leaned her back, placing her flat on the ground and taking off one of her gloves, immediately feeling for a pulse. The other three agents ran forward, ready to help if they were needed.

"She's okay." Lena said and everyone let out a sigh of relief. "She's just passed out."

"Lena, get her to Angela now." Winston told her.

They didn't need to be told twice. Sombra picked up Widow, nodding to Lena as the two of them headed towards the medical bay. Widow didn't wake up for the entire trip and neither of them knew what just happened to cause her to pass out. They just hoped that Angela had an idea.