Party Crasher

Watchpoint Gibraltar- Three days later

Things had been relatively calm at the base after Widow's memories returned. After a few more sessions with Zenyatta and support from some of the other agents, she was beginning to come to terms with who she really was.

Her equipment had also gone through some drastic changes as well, Torb doing some major upgrades and improvements while Widow recovered. She was now using the rifle Torb had adjusted and both her thermal goggles and grappling hook had been painted black, to go with her new outfit. Torb had also completed the new venom mine and it operated very different compared to Widow's old one. For a start, he'd put in a piece of equipment to make sure they didn't detonate on friendly targets, as well as a remote detonation. The most important change was the fact they no longer contained poison, instead they contained a knock out gas. In all honesty, Widow found herself preferring this.

As for her outfit, she'd seen the designs Torb and Brigitte had come up with and had decided on one of Brigitte's, since Widow considered that Brigitte listened more to what she wanted. While he grumbled at the lack of armour it had, he'd agreed to make it for her. Torb had almost completed it, yet it still had a couple of things he needed to finish.

Sombra had been doing her best to earn the trust of the Overwatch agents as well and had raised a few eyebrows when she willingly gave Torb one of her translocators. He'd opened it up and found out how it worked but also realised that only Sombra could actually use them. Still, the fact she gave one over helped some agents begin trusting her. She had also set up a number of searches related to Talon and she was constantly keeping an eye on her back door. Talon weren't aware she still had access to their systems, so she was able to see any new files they created.

After a few days, Widow decided she was ready to visit Angela and begin analysing the tech inside her. At first, Angela was a little hesitant, wanting to be sure Widow was in the right state of mind to do this. After they had a long discussion though, she agreed to start looking at it.

Now, Widow was lying down on a table, while various machines scanned her. Sombra and Lena were stood nearby, while Angela looked over the results of the scans. Once the machines had finished, Widow stood herself up and walked over to Angela, seeing a smile across her face.

"I take it there's good news?"

"Yes. There isn't as much tech in you as I first feared. There's nothing in your arms or lower body. There's a lot in your upper body though, mostly around your heart. That's what's keeping your heartbeat so slow. As for your head, there's some that's connected to your brain, however, it's not currently working."

"What do you mean it's not working?" Widow asked, somewhat surprised.

"Your files state that the tech in your head was only really used initially to control you and that it was part of your original conditioning. All it does is cause you pain if you fail to listen to them. After they were certain you were fully under their control, they deactivated it. They never bothered removing it though, just in case they needed it again."

"Wait. Couldn't they just reactivate it now?" Sombra asked, concerned clear in her voice..

"No. It's a shortwave signal. They'd have to break into the base and be in the same room as Amelie to do it. Even then, I could turn it back off again by sending another signal. However, since I've confirmed that it's completely unpowered, I could remove it straight away."

"Could we do it now?" Widow said.

"If you want to. Most of the things that Talon did to you were psychological, the tech just reinforced it. I'm certain that the tech in your head doesn't actually do anything, other than cause you a lot of pain when a button is pressed..."

"How long will it take to remove?"

Angela looked at her watch. "An hour and a half. Two max."

"Okay. Do it."

Angela pointed to one of the medical beds and Widow moved over and lay down on it, while Angela moved to a computer and began typing away. Sombra and Lena also moved to the bed, Sombra taking Widow's hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze. Lena couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, as she saw the two smile at each other. She'd seen this before, with Angela and Fareeha, so she couldn't help but wonder if there was something more going on. She quickly pushed the thought aside though. With what Amelie had gone through, it would make sense that Sombra would be so worried, so she simply dismissed it as someone comforting a friend.

When Angela reappeared, she was holding the device she needed to inject nano tech into someone's body. Although it appeared similar to a gun, it was perfectly safe.

"Okay, in order to get that tech out of your head, I need to inject some nano tech into you. It'll make its way to your head, disconnect the tech from your brain and repair any cells and nerves that are damaged. The tech will then be taken apart and it'll leave your body."

"Sounds simple." Widow sarcastically commented, which did gain a small chuckle from Angela.

"There are a couple of things you need to know. Firstly, this will feel rather... strange. The best way I can describe it is that it'll feel like there's pressure in your head. It'll be uncomfortable but as long as there isn't any pain, you're okay. The second thing is that I'd usually have the nano tech flush from your body after a few days. However, since there's a lot of tech being removing, I'm going to have you vomit it out instead."

"Oh, wonderful."

"Yeah, sorry. On the plus side, you won't feel ill afterwards." Angela lightheartedly said.

"That's something, I suppose." Widow took a breath. "Okay. I'm ready."

Angela pressed the device against Widow's left arm, not having to worry about a sleeve thanks to the t-shirt she was wearing. A few seconds later, Angela pressed the trigger and injected the nano tech. Widow winced slightly but the pain passed quick enough.

"So how long will it take to start working?"

"About five to ten minutes. You can lie yourself down if you want to. Just don't leave until we're finished."

Widow nodded, leaning back against the back of the bed and closed her eyes. They opened again when Lena spoke up a few minutes later.

"So, I'm going to disappear for a bit, since I have a couple things to do and you don't really need me right now. If you're feeling up to it later, I'll go with you to see Torb. He may have finished your new outfit."

"Sure. See you later."

As Lena left to do her own thing, Widow began to feel the nano tech doing its job. She closed her eyes again, lying herself down as she felt the pressure build up in her head.

"You okay Amelie?" Angela asked, making sure she wasn't in any pain.

"Oui. It's just... uncomfortable."

"Try and take your mind off it. I can put some music on if it'll help."

"Non. Music doesn't really help me relax. Thanks for the offer though."

"It's quite alright. I have a few things to do, so if you need me, just shout."

Widow acknowledged Angela with a quick 'okay,' before she turned herself over so that she was facing Sombra.

"How goes your search?" She asked.

Sombra opened her computer, knowing that this was Widow's way of distracting herself from the pressure in her head. "Well, there's some interesting stuff about you that's appeared on the Talon database. Apparently, they aren't too happy that you're working with Overwatch now. It also seems that Moira has gone up in Talon. She's now running some major project, though there's nothing that says what it is."

"Have you found out anything about their plans?"

"Unfortunately no. However, I may have a way to find out."

Widow raised an eyebrow, forgetting for a moment about the pressure in her head. "Do prey tell."

"Well, I've heard that there's a party planned at Maximilian's casino in Monaco. Very fancy, black tie required. Turns out it's a cover and there's a big meeting happening. All the big players at Talon will be there."

"It's a perfect opportunity..."

"No." Sombra replied, cutting Widow off. "We won't get near enough to take them out. We might get one by sniper, that's about it. Security is extremely tight and anyone here would be reconginsed in seconds. Even if we got someone in, you'd need a bomb that's able to blow up the entire building to get them all."

"Not an option." Widow said, almost immediately. Ever since her memories returned, her priorities and morals had also changed. Collateral damage was no longer something she would accept and she was glad that Sombra agreed with her.

"Exactly. However, if we could get a bug into that meeting, we could learn a lot about what Talon's planning. Problem is that they've put thermal cameras all over the place. Even if I cloak my way in, I'll be detected before I get there and we can't exactly walk in through the front door."

"Why not?"

Sombra had to do a double take with what Widow said. She thought it was obvious why they couldn't. "Well, me and you can't do it, even if you cover yourself in makeup, since they know us too well. As for the rest of Overwatch, they've all fought against Talon a number of times. They know every single one of them."

"Are you sure they know all of them?"

Sombra stopped and thought. Then it came to her. There was one person that had never been seen by Talon. "Do you mean?"

"Oui."

"She'll never agree to it. She's not exactly someone I picture in a dress..."

"Then I'll make her look good in one. She's the best person to get inside that place."

Sombra thought over the sudden plan they had. She hated to admit it but it wasn't awful. In fact, if planed right, it could work. "Okay. Once we're done here, I'll go have a word with Winston and Morrison about this idea. Maybe they'll agree to it."

For the next hour, Sombra did her best to distract Widow. She opened up a game of battleships on her computer and the two played a few games. Eventually, Widow began to feel the pressure in her head reducing and she sat herself back up. Angela soon reappeared, holding a sick bucket and a touchscreen tablet. She passed the bucket over to Widow, who placed it into her lap, knowing what was coming next.

"Okay, the nano tech's done and I'm glad to say there doesn't seem to be any complications. So now it's time to get it out."

"Are you sure she needs to throw it up?" Sombra asked.

"Unfortunately, yes. As I said, I wouldn't normally do this but with the amount of material that's being removed, I'd rather have it out immediately than remain in her system for a few days."

Widow understood, giving Angela a nod and taking a deep breath. "Okay. Get this stuff out of me."

Angela tapped some buttons on her tablet, beginning the process. She then moved and sat down on the closest bed, while Sombra moved to sit next to Widow. The effects were almost instant and Widow moved the bucket closer towards her. Moments later, she threw up.

Sombra instinctively began rubbing Widow's back, trying her best to comfort her. Widow didn't complain, too busy throwing up to do so, even if she actually wanted to. After she vomited three times, Angela confirmed that the nano tech was all out and the feeling of nausea vanished. Widow was left breathing heavily and she had a strong metallic taste in her mouth.

"Can I have a drink?"

Angela walked away and soon returned with a glass of water. Widow rinsed her mouth out, spitting the water into the bucket and then taking a drink. "Do you need me to stay here for a bit?"

"No, you can go now if you wish. You might want to go grab something to eat, since you'll feel a bit empty right now. You shouldn't but if you do feel any pain, come straight back to me, okay?"

"Understood. Thank you Angela."

Gibraltar armoury- One hour later

After they'd had some food, Sombra and Widow split up, Sombra heading to the labs to speak to Winston, while Widow went to the armoury with Lena. As they arrived, they found Torb sat at his counter and Widow's new outfit hung up behind him.

"Ah, there you are. Your new outfit is ready to go." He said, picking the outfit up and handing it over to Widow. "There's a room over there if you want to try it on now."

"Merci. Any updates on my grappling hook?"

"I've done some repairs to it and it's not malfunctioning any more. However, the new cable hasn't arrived yet, so just be careful with it for the next few days."

She gave Torb a quick nod, before turning and walking into the makeshift dressing room. The room was small and had been converted for this purpose. No one complained though, after all, it did its job and that was the important thing.

A few minutes later, Widow emerged wearing her new outfit. It was a pair of black leather trousers, along with a black and red top and black boots. The gloves were now hardened, so that they would protect her in close quarters combat. She wasn't currently wearing them however, as they were sitting on a shelf next to her other equipment. Unlike her old outfit, this was far easier to put on and covered up her entire body.

"It looks good." Lena said, clearly impressed with Widow's new look. "Nice work Torb."

"Thanks. Is everything alright with it?"

Widow moved her arms, testing if she had enough space to move in it. "Yes. It's perfect."

"Excellent. Well, if you ever need anything adjusting, bring it back and I'll do it."

"Understood. Thank you." Widow moved back into the room to pick up her other clothing. With them in hand, she and Lena left the armoury, making their way towards Widow's quarters, so that she could drop off her old clothes. While she was there, Widow took the opportunity to look at herself in the mirror, twisting her body so that she could see the back of the outfit.

"He knows what he's doing, I'll give him that."

"Yeah, Torb's great. He looks after a lot of our gear and keeps it in good shape, so I'm not surprised he did a good job."

Widow smiled, happy with her new look. Before she could say anything else, Athena spoke up.

"All agent's please report to the lab immediately."

Winston's lab

Both Winston and Morrison had listened to Sombra's plan and frankly, both had concerns about it. However, they also knew that they needed to know what Talon were planning. As much as they hated it, this was their best chance.

"This is a big risk." Winston said, concerned about the risks involved.

"Trust me." Sombra replied, knowing that she still needed to win a lot of the other agents over. "I wouldn't put anyone in danger unless I was certain."

Genji was the first to enter the lab, closely followed by Zen, Hanzo and the Bastion. They were all sitting near the lab already, looking out at the ocean from the cliff edge, so it was no surprise they were the first to arrive.

Reinhardt, Brigitte and Fareeha were the next ones in, followed by Widow and Lena. When Sombra saw Widow in her new outfit, she couldn't help but walk over to her.

"Hey. I like your new outfit. It suits you."

"Thank you. I guess they went along with the plan?"

"It took some persuading but yes. I just hope it pays off."

After a short wait, everyone else arrived in the lab, Angela being the last person to walk in. With everyone present, Morrison gained everyone's attention and the room fell silent.

"Okay everyone, here's the short version. Sombra's found out about a meeting of Talon's top members in Monaco. We need to identify who they are and find out what they're planning."

"Why don't we just take them all out?" Zarya asked.

"Security is extremely tight and there's a high number of civilians in play. While I'd like nothing more than to do just that, taking them out isn't an option."

Zarya nodded, as McCree now spoke up.

"So what's the plan, Morrison?"

Morrison turned to Sombra. "Sombra. If you would?"

She wasn't quite prepared to be put on the spot and she couldn't help but feel a bit nervous with everyone's eyes on her. She slowly stepped towards the holographic table, pointing to it and turning to Winston.

"Mind if I use this?"

"Not at all."

Sombra connected her computer to the table and several pictures and blueprints suddenly appeared. The images rearranged themselves until one of an Omnic was visible.

"So I expect you all know who this is but if you don't, this Omnic is Maximilian. He has a major interest in Talon and provides financial support to them. He currently owns a casino in Monaco, which Talon is meeting at tonight. As a cover, the casino is hosting a party to collect money for charity. What this gives us is an opportunity to plant a bug and collect information."

The image on the holotable changed to the casino.

"The issue is that security has been tripled for this event. Guards are all over the place, there's thermal cameras everywhere and getting into the area Talon will be meeting at will be pretty much impossible, without being detected."

"So how exactly would we get into the meeting room to plant the bug?" McCree asked.

The image changed once again, this time to a blueprint of a small drone that looked like a spider.

"We won't need to. This is a small drone I designed back at Talon to help Amelie with infiltration missions. However, when she first came to me about her conditioning, I decided not to give them the plans. It's small enough to hide on someone's leg, under their clothing and contains a small, localised scrambler, that disrupts scanners and detectors of any kind."

Sombra turned to Torb. "If I helped you out, can you build one for this mission?"

Torb analysed the blueprint on the holotable. His reply was full of confidence. "Easily."

"Good. That brings me to the second issue. While I can direct this drone remotely, all access points from the outside are sealed off. This means one of us has to walk it inside. The problem is that I can't go invisible and do it, since I'll be detected by the thermal cameras. Amelie can't do it either because they'd realise who she is, even if she's covered in makeup. As for you lot..."

"They know who all of us are too." Lena finished.

"That's the thing. There's one person here Talon's never seen. I can easily put someone on the guest list and make a backstory for them. All she has to do is put on a dress, a bit of makeup and blend in."

"Wait. Talon doesn't know one of us?" Reinhardt asked, surprised by this. "Who?"

Sombra looked towards one person in the room, who was standing next to Reinhardt. Slowly, the entire room turned and looked at her. Brigitte Lindholm.

"Me? I can't do it!"

"Why not?" Sombra asked.

"I mean just look at me." Brigitte wasn't wearing her armour currently, so she moved her arms to emphasise her point to everyone. "I'm too... Well I'm too muscly for a start. I won't blend in and I'll draw far too much attention."

"That won't be a problem." Widow replied. "I'll make you look the part. Besides, you're not too muscly. You'll blend in, don't worry."

Brigitte looked around the room, feeling everyone's eyes now focused on her. She couldn't help but see her fathers eyes burning with anger. He hated this idea. If they had any idea who she was, she was dead. Oddly, he didn't say a thing, though Brigitte guessed that it was because he knew he wouldn't change her mind, even if he tried to do so.

"What if they realise who I am?"

"Then we get you out of there." Morrison said, entering the conversation. "I still want a team ready to extract you if everything goes to hell, so they'll be nearby ready to go. If Sombra's right, Talon has nothing on you. They don't even know you exist. By time they work it out, you'll be long gone."

Brigitte thought over this plan. It was crazy, risky and frankly, it reminded her of a couple of Reinhardt's plans. In the end, she realised that it was the best chance they had at finding out what Talon's were up to.

"Okay... I cant believe I'm saying this but I'll do it. I don't have a dress though."

"We'll handle that." Reinhardt said, confident in Brigitte's abilities.

"Very well. Any objections to this plan." Morrison asked everyone.

"Only the obvious ones." Torb mumbled, showing his disproval of the plan.

"It's settled then. Sombra, get to work getting Brigitte onto the guest list, then help Torb build that device. Genji, you're leading the extraction team. Pick a few agents to take with you but try to keep the number low. As for you Brigitte, I think there'll be some people ready to help you prepare. Dismissed."

As everyone disbanded to do their various tasks, Widow walked over to Brigitte, who was obviously a little on edge. Reinhardt placed a hand on her shoulder, trying his best to reassure her, before taking his leave. As he left, Lena, DVa and Lucio walked over, creating a small group of people in the middle of the lab.

"You okay Brig?" Hana asked, sensing that she was out of her comfort zone.

"Honestly, I'm a bit nervous. I'm more of a fighter, like Reinhardt. I don't know if I'll be able to blend into this party very easily. I don't really do things like this." Brigitte looked towards Widow. "Are you sure I'm the best person for this?"

"You're the only person who can do this. Believe me, I know what I'm doing when it comes to dressing up and putting on makeup. I'll make you look the part."

"Don't worry luv. Amelie knows what she's doing." Lena added, which helped Brigitte relax slightly.

"Actually, is there any chance you could help?"

Widow's question took Lena by surprise, yet she wasn't one to shy away from a challenge. "Sure thing. What do you need from me?"

Meanwhile, Angela had noticed Torb leaving the lab and could tell he wasn't happy. She ran out the lab after him, tapping him on the shoulder when she caught up. He stopped in his tracks, letting out a loud sigh.

"You won't convince me that this is a good idea. So don't bother trying." He stated, not turning around.

"I wasn't going to. I understand why you're so worried about her and I agree, it's a big risk... Yet, I can't help but agree with the reasoning for this plan. We need to know what Talon's planning. With Genji leading the extraction team, Brigitte's in good hands. They'll keep her safe."

Torb lowered his head and turned around. "It's not just that. I've seen Amelie around the base for a few days now and I can see that she's changed. It's Sombra I'm concerned about. Are you sure we can trust her?"

"Absolutely. She saved me and Fareeha from Talon. She cares about Amelie and helped her escape. I honestly think she wants to change."

Torb didn't reply immediately, looking away and thinking. "Fine. I'll give her plan a chance, though I not going to pretend I like it... Now, I better go make that device she needs."

Brigitte's quarters- 15 minutes later

Widow had just finished measuring Brigitte and had written down the size of the dress she considered she needed. Apart from herself and Brigitte, Lena and DVa were present, both wanting to help in anyway they could. Inside the room was also a large selection of makeup, one of the tasks that Widow had given them. The plan was that lena and DVa went off to find a dress, while Widow worked on Brigitte's makeup.

Once Widow had written the final details down, she turned to the door and handed the piece of paper to Lena.

"That's the size dress she needs. Try and get something sensible."

"Don't worry, we won't get anything too flashy." Lena replied, taking the note from Widow. "Be back soon."

Once they had gone, Widow pulled over a chair to the middle of the room and then began analysing the selection of makeup she had at her disposal.

"Do you have any experience with this?" Widow asked Brigitte, as she sat herself down.

"A little. I've put makeup on before but never that much. Usually it would be wiped off due to what I'm doing... I've never been to a big party like this before either."

Widow moved herself behind Brigitte and untied her hair, letting it fall free. "That wont be a problem. Just keep yourself occupied and try not to draw attention in the wrong way. You're going to a casino, so play a few games."

"Okay. I can do that."

Widow now walked back around the chair, taking note of the image of a cog that was on Brigitte's left arm. "When I get to it, I'm going to put makeup on your left arm to cover that up. Is that okay?

"Yeah, it's fine." Brigitte answered, already knowing that Widow was planning to do her hair first. As she found a pair of straighteners and began using them on her hair, Brigitte couldn't help but break the silence.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Why did you decide to help Overwatch? You're free from Talon, you could have just disappeared. Why do you want to fight instead?"

Widow stopped what she was doing and thought over the question.

"You don't have to answer." Brigitte soon added, worried that it was a sensitive matter for her.

"No, it's okay..." Widow replied, returning to what she was doing. "Honestly, it's hard to explain. For years, Talon made me do unthinkable things. They twisted me and turned me into their own personal assassin. Now I'm free from them, a part of me wants revenge, to make them suffer for what they did to me. Yet that's not the reason why I joined Overwatch. Fighting is all I've known for years now, it's been forced into my blood... I can use what I know to help fight Talon, to bring them down before they can do this to anyone else... I feel like I have a responsibility to do this and I want to do it... for Gerard."

"I understand. For what it's worth, I'm sorry. No one deserved what you were put through."

Widow smiled slightly. She hadn't spoken to Brigitte until now, the two never being in the same room for more than a few minutes. Since they were here, she decided to make conversation, something that was a relatively new concept for her.

"What about you? You've obviously joined recently. What made you decide to help Overwatch?"

"It was Reinhardt. When he received the recall from Winston, I tried to convince him not to rejoin. I didn't think he owed Overwatch anything and that he was better off away from all of this. He didn't listen and we ended up parting ways for a bit. Papa told me a lot about what happened with Overwatch and how they put their lives into it, only for them to be pushed away. I didn't think they should have rejoined."

"You're father is Torbjorn, correct?"

"Yes, which is why he didn't want me involved with all of this. I was following in his footsteps and I was traveling with Reinhardt, helping him. He trained me to fight and papa was worried I'd end up hurt, like he was. In all honesty, I had no intention of joining Overwatch, until recently."

"What made you change your mind?"

"The stories. As Overwatch fought against Talon more and more, people started talking about them again. I could see that they were making a difference and giving people hope. When I was travelling with Reinhardt, we fought because it was the right thing to do. As time went on, my opinion of Overwatch changed. I could see that they were doing the right thing, yet I was still unsure about joining. When Reinhardt contacted me though and told me that Angela and Fareeha had been kidnapped, I finally decided what to do. I couldn't stand by while they fought. They needed help, so I answered the call."

Widow finished what she was doing and then began applying makeup to Brigitte, starting with some red lipstick. After 20 minutes, she was only halfway done when Lena and DVa returned with the dress. They knocked on the door and Widow quickly answered.

"Delivery!" Lena announced, as soon as the door opened.

"This should work. We'll meet you in the lab once we're done."

Winston's lab- 40 minutes later

At this point, Sombra had finished creating a backstory for Brigitte and had made her way to the armoury, in order to help Torb with the drone. Genji had selected his team, which were himself, Hanzo, Lucio and Tracer. He also wanted DVa close by, in case they needed some extra firepower, yet he hoped it wouldn't come to that. All of them were adept at speed. Genji and Hanzo were also excellent at stealth, giving them more options at their disposal.

Currently, Lena and Hana were in the lab and were waiting for Widow and Brigitte to join them. Winston, Morrison and Ana were also present, yet they were busy planning and analysing the information Sombra had collected so far.

After what felt like an eternity, Widow finally appeared, followed by a very different looking Brigitte. When Lena and Hana saw her, their jaws dropped. She was wearing a red dress, that fitted her perfectly. Widow had also worked wonders with the makeup and Brigitte's hair, leaving it down instead of tying it up. Lena and Hana were both unsure if Brigitte would look any good the dress they got. Now that they saw her in it, they couldn't deny that she looked stunning.

"Wow. You look amazing Brig." Hana said, as she walked towards them.

"Thanks. It's not what if usually go for though. I feel a bit naked without my armour." Brigitte joked, gaining a small chuckle from Lena and Hana.

"Well, this is a good look for you." Lena added. "Red is definitely your colour."

Morrison soon noticed Brigitte enter the lab. He picked up a note, that Sombra had left in the lab and walked over to her.

"Nice work Amelie, she looks the part. Now you need to know your cover story."

Morrison handed the piece of paper over, which had the details of Brigitte's cover.

"Your name is Astrid Larsson. You run an engineering business, called Larsson Engineering, with your father and make special modifications to cars and a few aircraft. Sombra has created a fake website as well, which confirms your cover if anyone checks. The reason for you being at that party is whatever you want it to be. However, Sombra suggested that you pretend that your company is doing very well and that you wanted to give back to society."

"Wow. Sombra really went all out for this didn't she?" Brigitte commented, taken back by the amount of detail she had in front of her.

"She always does." Widow added, thinking back to a few missions they did at Talon. Sombra always made sure that Widow's cover was concrete, so she wasn't surprised she did the same for Brigitte.

"I'll go with what Sombra suggested. She seems to know what she's doing."

"Very well. Get familiar with your cover story. In the meantime, Oxton, Song, Genji is outside with the rest of the team. He wants everyone there ASAP so he can go through the plan."

Both Lena and Hana nodded and Morrison turned to walk away. However, he wasn't able to move far before he was stopped again.

"I want to be on that team."

Morrison turned back around to face Widow. Back in the old days of Overwatch, he would have preferred this to be a more formal request. In all reality, he would have likely refused it anyway. However, Overwatch was different now and they weren't held back by protocol anymore. In the end, he didn't think he was in the best position to make the decision.

"It's Genji's team, so it's his call."

Morrison now turned and left, heading back to Winston and Ana to continue what they were doing. Widow made a move towards the door, yet she was quickly stopped by Lena, who promptly walked in front of her before she could move too far.

"Are you sure you want to do this Amelie?" Lena asked, concern in her voice. "I'm pretty sure Genji will agree if you ask but you don't need to feel like you're obligated to do this."

"I know and I don't feel that way. I want to be there. I can make a difference Lena. I can't just stand by when she walks into that party. Besides, I can keep her covered with my sniper and inform the team if they need to move in." Widow replied, motioning towards Brigitte to signal who she was talking about.

Lena nodded her head. She understood why Widow felt the way she did and why she wanted to help in this way. "I just wanted to make sure. You've been through a lot the past few days..."

Widow placed a hand on Lena's shoulder. "Thank you Lena, for being concerned about me. I'm sure about this. I want to help in any way I can."

Maximilian's casino- Monaco- 22:25

The party had been going for just under half an hour and guests were still appearing. Security was checking every single person who entered and each one went through a specialised scanning device. Inside, it looked like any normal party, with guests grouped up talking to each other, while some were huddled around tables, playing or watching casino games.

The Overwatch team had arrived over an hour ago and had split into three smaller teams. Lena, Lucio and DVa were just outside the city, standing by in the dropship in case they needed a quick escape. Genji and Hanzo had sneaked their way through the city and were now a short distance away from the casino. Widow had been with them for quite some time before she split away from them and grappled to a nearby rooftop. It had a perfect view of the casino front door, so she picked a spot, keeping herself out of sight and lay down, looking through her sniper scope.

"I'm in position." She said into her earpiece.

"Good." Replied Sombra, who was the person in charge of this operation. Morrison was also close by but he was simply watching over everything. "Keep me posted on any developments outside the building."

"Acknowledged."

Widow analysed the area, taking note of the number of security guards, as well as their patrol routes. They were very predictable and if she needed to, Widow knew she could take out a number of guards before they even knew what was happening. She also noticed Genji and Hanzo, hidden so that no one could see them from the casino. They were the closest agents that could respond if Brigitte needed help.

After a short time, a taxi pulled up near the entrance and Brigitte stepped out. She was still wearing the red dress and still had her hair down. The only difference was that she was now wearing high healed shoes. At first she struggled to walk in them, not used to wearing anything like this. However, she had gotten used to them now and was feeling a bit more comfortable walking in them. She was also holding a small handbag, that was a similar colour to her dress.

"She's approaching the casino."

"Don't fire unless her cover is blown. Genji, Hanzo, be ready to move on Widowmaker's word."

Everyone thought it was a little strange that Amelie chose the same callsign that Talon gave her. Most thought she would choose something new. She was very clear with her reasons though. One reason was because she wanted Talon to know who she was, to know who had killed their agents.

The main reason though was because she knew she was still Widowmaker. A part of her would always be Widowmaker. Her training and skills would never leave her. So she decided that the name should no longer be associated with Talon. It should become a symbol of someone breaking free and fighting for what was right.

As Widow watched Brigitte walk to the casino door and join the line of people waiting to enter, she began checking the guards frequently, making sure no one reacted to her presence. Sure enough, no one gave her a second look. However, as Brigitte reached the front of the line, she came face to face with a guard holding a clipboard. Widow tensed up, aiming her scope so that it was aimed straight at the guards head.

"Name?"

"Astrid Larsson."

The guard flicked through his paperwork, turning over two pages until he looked back up.

"Yes, you're on the list. Enjoy your evening Miss Larsson."

"Thank you."

Brigitte stepped away from the guard and inside the casino. However, Brigitte wasn't clear until she passed through the security checks. Widow activated her thermal goggles, seeing at least three guards in the doorway. Inside was the scanning device, that the guards motioned Brigitte to walk through.

"She's about to pass through the security checks."

"Understood. Activating jammer now."

Widow hoped that Sombra and Torbjorn had built the device currently sat on Brigitte's leg correctly, or this entire operation would be for nothing. As she passed through the scanner, the device came to life and emitted a quick signal, which disrupted the scanner and showed a false result. The guard at the screen nodded at the other two, seeing nothing out of the ordinary.

"You're clear to proceed. Sorry for the inconvenience."

Brigitte gave a short nod to the guard, before walking inside to the party. She was immediately handed a glass of champagne and she took a quick sip. She analysed the room and then walked towards a table, surrounded by a small crowd. Someone was doing well and everyone wanted to see how long their winning streak would continue.

Once she was satisfied Brigitte was okay, Widow deactivated her thermal goggles and contacted Sombra.

"She's inside."

"Excellent. Widow, remain in position and inform me of any further developments. Everyone else remain ready to move. She could still need a quick exit."

Inside the casino, Brigitte did her best to blend in, watching some of the games while sipping on her drink. She even ended up making light conversations with a few of the guests, something she didn't particularly enjoy. Even if she couldn't be sure, it was difficult not to see everyone here as Talon investors.

After ten minutes, Brigitte excused herself and made her way towards the toilets. Once she was inside, she did a quick check to make sure she was alone and then pulled out a phone from her bag. She looked through the contacts and rang the number labeled 'Mum.'

"Hi mum. What's up?"

The person at the other end of the call was actually Sombra. She had a few spare phones at her disposal, so she set one up for this mission. Brigitte simply had to speak in a way that made people assume she was talking to her mother.

"Where are you?"

"At that party. Don't you remember? We discussed it the other night."

That was the signal for Sombra so that she knew Brigitte was in position.

"Good. Look around and try to find an air vent. It should be near the floor, next to the sinks."

She took a quick look, spotting the air vent seconds later. "Yes, I've got it."

Another code. Sombra knew it meant she found it.

"Right. I'm going to activate the drone. Place it near the vent. It'll handle the rest."

Brigitte lifted her dress up slightly, revealing the small spider drone attached to her leg. It was painted black and It wasn't too large. It could have easily fitted inside the handbag Brigitte had with her, yet it was too risky to hide it in there, in case the security decided to check it by hand. Even though they did no such thing on entry, it was still a possibility.

She placed her hand over the drone and it released its grip on her leg. Brigitte placed the device on the floor and then placed the phone back to her ear.

"Yes, I've got that too."

The drone suddenly came to life and Sombra took control. It walked over to the vent and released the bottom two screws, lifting up the panel and crawling inside the vents.

"Okay, I'll ring once I've got what we're looking for."

Sombra ended the call. Brigitte played along, giving a fake "bye" before putting the phone away. She then walked back to the party, once again speaking to some of the guests and running through the cover story she had. She even played a few games, though she didn't win anything.

No one seemed to pay her any particular mind and the guards seemed quite relaxed. Everything was going well and Brigitte was feeling more confident as time went on.

"I don't think we've been introduced."

Any confidence Brigitte had soon vanished, as she turned to face the unknown person. He was wearing a white tuxedo and even without hearing his name, she knew exactly who he was.

Doomfist...

Authors note

Hello everyone. Hope you enjoyed this chapter.

As some of you may know, the prequel story (Everything Changes) has appeared. Since it's a work in progress, I thought I'd explain my chapter update plans.

So I'm planning to upload chapter 2 of the prequel next, followed by the next chapter for this story. Then the final chapter of the prequel will follow. That's the plan anyway.

Anyway, hope you're enjoying the story so far and see you next time :D