A Night To Remember

Watchpoint Gibraltar- The next morning

"No, absolutely not."

Winston was currently in the command centre, trying to convince both Morrison and Ana that Emily should be allowed to join Overwatch. So far, he hadn't made much progress. Morrison had no problem with Emily staying at the base for protection, yet joining Overwatch was a completely different matter. Ana on the other hand appeared to be more open to the idea, or at least that was what Winston hoped, since she'd remained unusually quiet during the conversation.

"Jack, we need all the help we can get..."

"I know that Winston and frankly I can understand why she wants to join. However, she has no combat training and, unlike everyone else here, hasn't experienced any sort of military life."

"Is Overwatch really military anymore? Even with the Petras Act gone, Overwatch works completely different now."

"That's besides the point. Emily is a civilian and has no background to life like this."

"To be honest Jack, she kinda does." Ana suddenly said, finally joining the conversation. This caused both Morrison and Winston to stop and turn to her.

"What do you mean?" Morrison asked her.

"She was thrown in at the deep end when she was captured by Talon and she had to adapt fast. You were there when we debriefed Amelie, she had to teach Emily how to use a pistol. The girl likely had never held a gun until then, let alone pulled the trigger and killed someone. To be in that situation and hold it together like she did take guts. Plus, she's in a relationship with Lena. She knows full well what she's getting into and she can't exactly just return to her old life. Not when Talon knows who she is."

Morrison let out a deep breath and leaned against the holotable, the same one he'd been staring at for days now. He had to admit that Ana made very good points. Despite this, he still wasn't convinced.

"She'll need to be trained and I don't mean like the rest of the rookies. She'll be starting from scratch, so she'll need basic self defence and combat training. Then she needs to be assigned a role she'll be comfortable with."

"We can train her Morrison." Winston replied. "There's more than enough agents that will help out. As for where she can be assigned, she could help me in the lab, or assist Angela if she needs any more help."

For a moment, Morrison remained silent, weighing up the pros and cons of this idea. It was only when Ana spoke up that he made a decision.

"What if I oversee her training? Will that help put your mind at rest Jack?"

Morrison sighed, finally giving in. "Fine. As long as Ana oversees her training, then she can join."

"Thank you Jack."

Morrison now leaned up from the holotable and looked back over to Winston. "Do I dare ask if there's anything else?"

"Actually, there is. Lena would like to go to her apartment in King's Row and collect some items for her and Emily."

"Of course she does." Morrison sarcastically replied, not at all surprised by this request. "What are our eyes on the ground reporting?"

"They say there's no sign of Talon activity and that police presence had been increased dramatically. So, if Talon tried anything, I suspect that there'll be an armed response in a matter of minutes. Add on the fact that the Petras Act is gone and we won't be arrested the moment we arrive. They also say that it appears tensions between the Omnics and Humans have improved."

"Now that's a welcome surprise."

"I guess being constantly attacked by Talon has brought people together." Ana added, before Morrison continued.

"If eyes on the ground are saying it's clear, then I don't see a problem with it. However, Angela hasn't cleared her for active duty, so I don't want her going alone. So ask Angela and someone else, McCree maybe, to go with her... and tell them to try and blend in."

Widowmaker's quarters- Later that morning

Despite there being a party the night before, the agents still had to wake up as normal, ready to move out if the order was given. For most agents this was somewhat annoying, wanting to sleep a little longer, yet they didn't complain. Widow on the other hand didn't mind one bit. Her conditioning meant she could go without sleep for longer than most, so a little less sleep was nothing to her.

So, she woke up at her usual time and showered almost immediately, once again turning the temperature of the water up. She'd been steadily increasing the temperature for a while now, working out how hot she could make it before it became uncomfortable and was pleasantly surprised to find it was much higher than she expected.

She stood in the shower for a while, enjoying the sensation of the hot water hitting her head, letting it run through her hair and down her body. It was only a small thing, yet to Widow, a hot shower meant a lot to her. It was a sign of her conditioning failing and more of her old self returning.

After a long shower, Widow turned off the flow of water and stepped out, finding a towel and drying herself off. She soon got herself dressed and then began to mess with her hair, tying it up just as she heard a knock at her door. She walked over and opened it, seeing Sombra on he other side.

"Hey Amelie."

"Bonjour." Widow replied, stepping aside and letting Sombra walk in. Once the door was closed, Sombra gave her a quick kiss.

"Surprised you weren't already up and about. You don't usually sleep in."

"I've been awake for a while now." Widow admitted. "I just had a long shower."

"Nothing wrong with that." Sombra replied, before changing the topic. "So, I wanted to ask about that drink tonight. Did you have anywhere specific you wanted to go?"

"Not really. I don't know the area too well."

"That's not a problem, I just wanted to check before I did anything. Are you okay with me making the arrangements?"

"Of course. I'm sure you've got something nice planned."

"I have something in mind. There's one condition though. When you get ready for tonight, don't put any makeup on. I want to see you in that dress you bought without any on."

Widow nodded. "I can do that. Does that mean I get to see you in that dress you bought?" Widow seductively asked.

"It might." Sombra flirtatiously replied, before the two kissed again. "So, do you want to grab some breakfast? Mess hall shouldn't be too busy right now."

"Sure. I wanted to stop by the armoury first and see if Torbjorn's finished repairing my outfit, if that's okay?"

"Yeah that's okay. Want some company?"

"I certainly wouldn't mind it."

With that, the two left Widow's quarters, making their way to the armoury. As they walked, the two once again agreed not to directly tell anyone about their relationship and instead allow the other agents to work it out for themselves.

"I'm fairly certain Lena already knows." Sombra joked, gaining a smile from Widow.

"I would be surprised if she didn't."

The two walked a little longer before they arrived at the armoury. As they stepped inside, Torbjorn was behind the counter, looking through a box of parts, while Brigitte was busy tinkering with her shield. The Bastion was also present, sat at the side of the room, next to the birdcage containing Ganymede. When it saw the two women approaching, it raised its hand and gently waved at them.

"Ah Amelie." Torb loudly said, moving the box of parts to one side. "I didn't expect to see you down here so early."

"I thought I'd come down and see if you finished repairing my combat outfit." Widow replied, leaning against the counter.

"You're in luck. I just put the final touches on it. Damage wasn't too major thankfully, only the one bullet hole, a bit of wear and tear and I've cleaned it up as well. It's hung up next to the Bastion if you want to take it."

Torb pointed over to his right, looking over to check if the Bastion was behaving. Instead, he saw Sombra playing with the Bastion. She'd found a small metal ball, that Torb knew was on the counter and had clearly decided to entertain herself.

She'd picked up the small object and walked over to the Bastion, showing it the ball before placing both her hands behind her back. She then showed it her two closed hands, letting it guess which one the ball was in. The Bastion poked her left hand and she opened it, revealing that the guess was correct. The Bastion made a happy bleep, before Sombra repeated the process, the Bastion once again guessing correctly. However, Sombra didn't repeat it a third time, stopping when she noticed that she'd gained an audience.

"What?" She asked, noticing the confused look from Torb and the chuckling from Brigitte, who'd been watching the entire time.

Torb simply raised his hands. "Whatever keeps the Bastion happy I guess."

Sombra passed the Bastion the ball, while Widow walked over and picked up her outfit. The two then began to head towards the door but were stopped by Torb, who called out as they neared the door.

"Sombra, a word before you go."

The hacker stopped and walked backwards, placing her arm against the counter. "Si?"

"So, I've been watching this Bastion for a while now and I've been trying to work out what made it turn back on, let alone what's been making it act the way it has. I've noticed some... irregularities with its code and its programming, almost like it's been edited. Now, there's only one person I can think of that might be able to edit a Bastion's programming and she's standing right in front of me. So, be honest with me. Did you have anything to do with it?"

Sombra remained silent, turning to look at the Bastion and then to Widow, who had walked back to see what Torb wanted. After thinking for a moment, she sighed, knowing that she needed to tell the truth.

"Honestly... yes and no. Back when I was working with Talon, I was keeping an eye out for anything interesting and came across a strange signal. I wasn't on an assignment at the time so I looked into it. Turned out it was the Bastion. I managed to hack into it, which was a difficult task I might add and found out it's combat programming had been switched off. I had different priorities back then and I thought it might be useful to have a Bastion ready in case I needed it... So I made sure its original programming couldn't reactivate and then placed a back door in its systems."

Torb slowly nodded his head, though he didn't show any signs of approval or disapproval. "So, you didn't switch it back on then?"

"No. I have no idea what made it come back online. I was planning to look into it at some point... but I never got round to it."

Torb ran his hand through his beard, thinking over what he'd just been told. "At least that explains some of what happened. I'm no closer to working out what made it reactivate."

"I could help you look into it sometime if you want?" Sombra offered, genuinely curious herself.

"Worth a shot I suppose. I'll let you know when I next have a look at it."

Sombra nodded at Torb and then turned to leave the armoury. However, she hadn't even taken a step before she stopped again. Behind her stood Widow, who'd walked back into the room and had Ganymede on her one hand, using the other to gently stroke him. After a couple of moments, Ganymede took flight, landing back inside its cage.

Watching the scene unfold gave Sombra an idea.

"Maybe it was that bird." Sombra suggested, gaining an instant reaction from Torb.

"You can't be serious? You think the bird did it?"

"She might have a point papa." Brigitte said, after watching the scene herself. "Ganymede seems to like the Bastion. Maybe he caused it to reactivate."

"I find that very unlikely." Torb replied, dismissing the idea without a second thought, before returning to his work. Brigitte simply shrugged at the other two women, before they all went their separate ways.

Mess hall

While Widow and Sombra were in the armoury, Emily had found her way to the relatively empty mess hall and found herself something for breakfast. Lena had already left for King's Row, finding out that Morrison had agreed to let her return to her apartment shortly after waking up.

Lena had rushed off soon after, wanting to grab an early breakfast before she headed out with the team. So, after letting Lena shower and saying goodbye, Emily decided to take her time. She showered and got dressed, before heading to the mess hall for some food.

Now Emily was sat with an empty bowl in front of her and an equally empty table to accompany it. However, it didn't remain that way for long. Just before she went to stand up and leave, Reinhardt had walked in, heading over to her table and deciding to keep her company.

Lena had warned Emily that Reinhardt could talk for hours and soon found out that she wasn't joking. He asked her how she was and how she was settling in, before they somehow ended up talking about Lena's first mission. Not that Emily minded though. In fact, she was rather enjoying listening to Reinhardt retell his battle story.

"Wait." Emily said, after he'd finished his long tale. "That's How Lena came up with the cavalry's here?"

"Yep. Torb said it sarcastically before the mission and she decided to make it her catchphrase. The next mission she went on, Lena was a lot more confident. I was there blocking hits from the enemy with my barrier and then I hear, 'Cheers love, the cavalry's here!' Next thing I know, she blinked in and took out the entire enemy squad, while our troops just looked on in confusion."

Emily couldn't help but laugh. "I never knew that."

"I thought she would have told you."

"We weren't a couple back then, so I didn't really know much about her day to day life. The first I heard about it was when we met up with a few friends at the pub. She blinked into the pub and said that exact line. Course, we all loved it and it suited her. Loud and confident."

Reinhardt then let out a laugh. "I agree with you there. I can't imagine her not saying that line at least once in a fight."

The two laughed again, as a few more agents entered the mess hall. Hana and Lucio quickly joined the table, listening as Reinhardt began retelling another battle. Widow and Sombra were the next ones in, getting some food and then also joining the table, after Reinhardt waved them over. Fareeha was next, joining halfway through the story but still getting enough of the details to follow it. As the story drew to a close, Ana entered the mess hall and walked over, arriving just as Reinhardt finished.

"Have you been telling the kids stories again Reinhardt?"

"Do you need me to answer that?" Reinhardt replied, knowing full well Ana was joking. "Besides, everyone loves them."

"I suppose that's true." Ana said. chuckling as she sat herself down.

"Didn't expect to see you down here this early." Reinhardt said. "Considered you'd need to hold Morrison down after the news."

"I told him to get some sleep, otherwise I'd shoot him with a sleep dart to make him get some... Im guessing you've all heard then?"

"At this point, who hasn't heard?" Hana answered. "The news is literally plastered with talk of Overwatch."

"Is that why you came down here?" Reinhardt asked.

"Actually I wanted to speak with Emily."

Emily was somewhat surprised by this, yet she took it in her stride, turning to face the second in command. "Nothing bad I hope."

"No, nothing like that. To cut a long story short, Jack has agreed to let you join Overwatch..."

Ana wasn't able to say anything else before she was cut off by Reinhardt, who cheered at the news and patted Emily on her back. He soon stopped when Ana looked towards him, her stare telling him to quieten down.

"But, there is one condition. I'm to oversee your training and make sure you're capable of defending yourself. Is that okay?"

"Of course. Not everyday that you get trained by the Ana Amari... When do we start?"

Ana chuckled at the compliment. "We can start whenever you're ready."

"Okay... how about in a couple of days? I don't feel like just jumping straight in, if that makes sense."

"Whatever works for you. Just come and find me when you're ready." Ana now spoke to the rest of group. "There's one more thing. Winston said that some of you had agreed to help out if needed."

"Of course. Jesse's already said this but Emily's practically one of us. We'd all be willing to help out." Reinhardt replied, the rest of the agents nodding in agreement.

"That's good to know. However, I think it would be best if Amelie helped out initially." Ana said, turning towards Widow. "With what you reported after you two returned, I think you'd have a good idea where we need to start. Assuming that's okay with you?"

"It's no problem. In fact, I think it's a good idea. I'll be ready whenever Emily is."

Ana acknowledged her with a nod, before looking up at the clock hung up in the hall. "In that case, I better head back. Otherwise Jack might try to take on the whole of Talon by himself."

"Make sure he leaves some for the rest of us." Reinhardt added, Ana chuckling again before she took her leave, heading back to the command centre.

"I better be off too." Sombra announced, picking up her empty plate as she stood up. "I have a few things I want to do."

"I'll see you later then." Widow said, waving once Sombra had placed her plate back in the kitchen and headed for the door. Once she'd left, Sombra opened her computer and began typing, beginning to put her planned surprise together.

London- King's Row

It was still early morning in the city of London. Despite this, the streets were full of people heading off to work. Several shops and cafes were already open, as well as a few bars, which already had a small amount of customers. The temperature was not very high and clouds floated above, so most people did their best to keep indoors.

Lena and Angela were currently walking through King's Row, heading towards Lena's apartment. McCree wasn't with them, having already gone ahead to meet up with the Overwatch forces that were watching the area. The two were currently out of their usual clothing, in order to blend in and not draw attention to themselves.

Angela was wearing a pair of blue jeans, along with a white top and a black jacket. Lena on the other hand was wearing a blue hoodie, in order to hide her accelerator, as well as a pair of multicolured leggings, which had a unique pattern on them that imitated streaks of paint. She had her hood up, both to help hide her identity, as well as keep herself warm.

As they continued to head towards their destination, Lena couldn't help but shiver slightly. "Uhh... I'll never get used to this."

"Get used to what?" Angela asked, puzzled by Lena's comment.

"Coming back home after being in Gibraltar for so long. It always takes me a day or two to get used to the different weather again." Lena explained, pulling on her hood slightly to make sure it was as far over her head as it could be.

"It could be worse." Angela replied. "You could live somewhere it snows all the time."

"I think I'd have moved by now if that was the case."

Angela chuckled at the comment, while Lena's gaze fell to her surroundings, watching the rest of the district while they walked. Winston had said that a few things had changed in King's Row.

Firstly, there was indeed an increased police presence, likely to help keep people calm as they moved around. The second thing that she noticed, to her the more important thing, was that the tension in the district had dramatically lowered. Humans and Omnics were interacting with each other, like everything wrong between them had been forgotten. It was a different feel for the area but it was definitely for the better. She just hoped that it would last.

After a long journey through the city, the two finally arrived at Lena's appartment. They did a subtle check of the area, confirming that no one was following or watching them, then headed for the front door. Lena had given Winston a spare key to her flat a while ago, just in case she lost hers or if Overwatch ever needed access when she wasn't around. Winston had given it to Lena, who in turn gave it to McCree, who they expected was inside already. When she knocked the door, she was glad to see that was the case.

McCree didn't say anything, preferring to keep their presence quiet and instead tipped his hat, before moving aside and letting lena and Angela inside. The appartment itself was much colder than normal, since no one had been living in it for a while now. The only source of heat was a cup of coffee, which Lena guessed McCree had made himself. This was confirmed moments later, when he stepped in front of them and picked it up.

"Hope you don't mind me making this."

"Nah, not a problem. It's just gonna go to waste otherwise."

"In that case, mind if I find something to eat? Wasn't able to get much this morning."

"If you make us a coffee then sure."

McCree didn't need to be told twice, placing his drink down and heading for the kitchen. "Two coffees comin straight up."

"I thought we had somebody watching this place?" Angela now asked, surprised that McCree was the only person here.

"We do. There's a group of them watching the area, making sure Talon ain't up to anything. I met a couple of them at the door and we checked over the place before you two arrived. We didn't find anything, so you're safe to get whatever you need."

Lena let out a sigh of relief, glad to know that Talon hadn't been through her and Emily's belongings. She gently removed the hood off her head and ran her hand through her hair, spiking it back up.

"So, what we here for then?" McCree asked from the kitchen, as the kettle began to boil.

"Whatever I can manage to take back really. Clothes are the main thing but since it's unlikely we'll be back for a while, there's some other things I want to pick up, like a few pictures and some personal things to us."

"Yeah, that's fair. You have anyway of getting it all back to base?"

"There's a couple suitcases and a few boxes around if I need them. I'll try not to take too much."

"Don't worry about it Lena." Angela said. "Take whatever you want."

"So long as it ain't the kitchen sink." McCree joked. "I ain't carrying that back to the dropship."

"Well I was considering it, but I don't think I have any room back at base." Lena replied, giggling as McCree rolled his eyes, before she walked into the bedroom. She quickly headed for a built in cupboard and opened it, pulling out two suitcases and unzipping them. She then reached for some of the clothing in the cupboard, separating them into her own and Emily's, before packing them into the cases.

"Need any help?" Angela asked, stepping into the room as Lena reached for another group of clothing.

"Yeah, a little bit. There's some pictures around the flat, could you pick them up and bring them to me?"

Lena wasn't the kind of person who decorated her house with loads of ornaments. Sure there were one or two but the more noticeable decorations were a few small, framed pictures dotted around the apartment. They were mostly of her and Emily, yet there were a couple that featured other people, such as Winston.

Angela didn't waste any time collecting them from around the apartment, stopping and looking at the last one she picked up. She'd been to Lena's flat before and so had seen most of the pictures, yet she never really paid them much mind. However, she couldn't remember ever seeing this one. It was a picture of Lena and Emily, with a beach of some kind behind them.

After studying the image for a moment, Angela walked back to Lena, who'd finished in the cupboard and had now began searching through a set of drawers.

"I don't think I've seen this one before." Angela said, after walking over and handing the pictures to Lena.

Lena took a quick glance at the picture in question, the story behind it quickly returning. "Oh, that's because it's a newer one. We had a couple weeks of good weather, so me and Em took a trip down to Cornwall for a few days. We took this shortly after we arrived and then spent the next day at that beach."

Lena paused, sitting herself down on her bed as she remembered the trip. She soon was lost to her thoughts, something McCree quickly noticed when he walked in, with two cups of coffee in hand.

"You alright Lena? You seem a bit distant."

"Huh? Oh yeah, fine..."

"You sure?"

Lena paused again, thinking once more before turning to Angela.

"Ang, can I ask you something?"

"Of course you can."

Lena went to talk but stopped again, before turning to McCree.

"Can we have a moment McCree? You know, girl talk."

McCree nodded, placing the two cups down and heading back towards the living room. "Sure thing. Just call if you need me."

Once the cowboy had left and the door was closed, Lena turned back to face Angela.

"Okay... I've been thinking something over for a while now and when I say a while, I mean a long while... It's about me and Em and our relationship... I thought I'd come to a decision but now I'm not too sure. After everything that's happened... I'm worried now might not be the right time... Emily means so much to me and I just want her to be happy..."

"Slow down Lena." Angela eventually said, interrupting Lena before she could ramble any further. "First things first, what's this decision you're talking about?"

Lena hesitated again, almost like she didn't want anyone else to overhear, despite the fact that they were alone and McCree was in the other room. Eventually, Lena leaned in and whispered into Angela's ear. It was only after Lena had finished and leaned back that Angela spoke up.

"I can see why you're so unsure about this."

Lena gave her a small chuckle in return. "Ang, what do I do? Honestly, I... I want to do it but I don't know if I should..."

Angela took ahold of Lena's hands. "Answer me this one question. Are you sure this is what you want?"

"I'm certain."

"Then listen to your heart. That will tell you want you should do."

Lena paused again and thought hard. After a long silence and much debate in her head, she finally nodded.

"Okay... I know what I'm gonna do. Thanks Ang."

"You're welcome."

Just before Angela stood up, Lena spoke up again.

"One more thing. Once I'm done packing, could we go do a couple things? I want to show my face at the pub, tell them lot me and Em are okay and there's something I want to get before we leave."

"Of course we can."

Watchpoint Gibraltar- Winston's lab- Six hours later

While Lena had been away from the base, Emily had decided to visit Winston in his lab and become more familiar with what she would be doing in her new role. Since she'd already shown interest, Winston was more than willing to let Emily help him around the lab and had spent the day familiarising her with the lab itself.

After pausing for lunch, Winston then returned to a small, side project he'd been doing. Since she didn't have anything else to do, Emily decided to stay and help him. The project in question was repairing a small robot, which she soon learned was called Snowball. It was already partially repaired and Winston considered that with the extra help, he could easily finish the project and have Snowball up and running again within a few hours.

So the two worked, Emily replacing the old, damaged outer panels and repairing what she could internally, while Winston did most of the heavy lifting, so to speak. He repaired the more critically damaged circuitry and managed to get the propulsion systems working again, allowing the small robot to fly around once more.

While they worked, Winston told Emily about Snowball, how he used to belong to Mei before she was killed and how the small robot was crushed by Doomfist. She'd already heard what had happened to Mei and so she understood why Winston wanted to repair Snowball. The small robot was her friend and it was what she would want.

After a few hours, the small robot was repaired and Winston had connected it up to his computer, typing away to restore its memory, charge its power cells back up and then reactivate it. During this process, Athena spoke up, keeping her voice low so not to make Winston jump.

"Winston, I thought you should know that Tracer, Mercy and McCree have just returned from London. They report that there were no complications while they were there."

"That's good to know." Winston said, as he began to disconnect the various cables attached to Snowball.

"Could you let Lena know where I am." Emily added, knowing that Lena would wonder where she was.

"I've already done so. She says she will be over in a few minutes."

While they waited for Lena to appear, Winston finished removing the last of the cables and closed up the panels on Snowball. He then pressed a single button on his computer, sending a signal to reactivate Snowball. Slowly, the small robot came back online, it's eyes activating first, before its propulsion systems switched on.

"Welcome back Snowball."

Once it was active, it looked around the room, clearly looking for someone, before it looked up to Winston, a worried look appearing as it did so.

"I'm sorry... Mei didn't make it."

The robot simply looked downwards, before a sad expression appeared. It then moved forward and flew up next to Winston, gently nudging itself next to him. The gorilla gently hugged the robot, before it flew back to the table, looking up at Emily with a confused look.

"This is Emily, Lena's girlfriend. She helped me repair you." Winston said, answering the small robots question.

Snowball's expression quickly changed to a happier look, flying up and flying around Emily, before cuddling up to her, showing its gratitude.

"Aww, you're welcome little guy."

"I think he likes you." Winston noted, as the small robot flew down to the computer and began reading the various lines of code, checking that everything was in order. As it did this, Lena blinked into the lab, slowing down as she approached the table. She'd changed her clothes before heading over to the lab, now wearing her normal outfit, with a new pair of orange leggings.

"Hey you two." She said, kissing Emily once she was close enough. "What you doing?"

Winston moved aside and Lena quickly saw Snowball, who turned around and put on another happy expression.

"Hey little guy. Nice to see you again." Lena then lowered her head. "I'm sorry about Mei..."

A sad expression returned to Snowball briefly, before it flew over to Lena and cuddled up to her. It then showed a heart to the group before turning around and flying back to the computer.

"He'll be alright." Winston gently said. "I'll keep an eye on him for a few days and make sure everything's functioning properly."

Emily smiled at Winston, before turning to Lena. "Did you get everything from the flat?"

"Yeah, it's in my room. Just needs unpacking."

At this point, Lena seemed to tense up, almost like she was nervous. Emily picked up on this instantly, wrapping an arm around her.

"Hey, what's up?"

Lena hesitated for a second. "Can we head outside? I want to talk to you, privately."

"Yeah, course we can."

Worry began to fill Emily, as the two headed for the door to the lab. Winston was also concerned, yet he didn't interfere, considering it was best to let the two women sort it out between them.

Once the two were outside, Lena scanned the area and noticed that the area above the cliff was currently unoccupied. The two slowly walked over, Lena smiling at the sound of the water hitting the rocks below, before gently holding Emily's hands.

"Okay..." Lena took a deep breath. "Em, I've been thinking about this for a long time now and I wasn't sure if now was the right time to do this... But after everything that's happened, I think it is. You've always been there by my side, always picked me back up when I needed it and I couldn't be more grateful. I love you Em. You're the reason I keep fighting and you're the person who keeps me going."

Lena paused to take another breath and Emily still wasn't sure what she was trying to say.

That was until she went down onto one knee and reached into her jacket, pulling out a small, black box. When Lena opened it, Emily was presented with a beautiful diamond ring, the same one she once told Lena about after a night out in King's Row.

"Emily. Will you marry me?"

Emily was completely gobsmaked and she felt tears beginning to form in her eyes. For her, there was only one answer.

"Yes! Yes, of course I will!"

Lena stood and the two kissed, hugging tightly as they both began crying tears of joy. They kissed again and Lena placed the ring on Emily's finger. Afterwards, the two simply stood still, enjoying the peaceful sounds of the ocean below them.

Eventually, the two managed to calm down, wiping their eyes and smiling at the other before they kissed once more. Once there was no evidence of any tears, the two headed back into the lab, where Winston was waiting.

"Everything okay you two?" He asked, concerned by their sudden disappearance a few minutes ago.

"More than okay Winston." Lena replied, before Emily held up her hand, showing him her ring.

"Wait... is that..?"

"Yes it is." Emily answered. "Lena just proposed and I said yes!"

Winston couldn't help but start grinning, while Snowball displayed an image of a firework going off.

"Congratulations. You two are a perfect match and I couldn't be happier for you."

"Thanks big guy." Lena said, the three sharing a group hug.

"So, are you going to tell everyone else?"

Lena looked to Emily, who smiled in agreement. "They'll find out soon enough. Might as well tell them."

"Okay then. Any chance you can call a meeting?" Lena asked Winston, who turned towards his computer.

"Athena?"

"I will ask the other agents to join you in the lab."

It didn't take too long for the rest of the agents to assemble in the lab, all wondering what Winston wanted to tell them. The only three people not present were Morrison and Ana, who were busy in the Command centre, along with Sombra, who was currently in town, preparing her surprise for Widow.

"So, what's this all about Winston?" McCree asked, lighting a cigar as the last few stragglers arrived.

"Yes, what is this important announcement?" Reinhardt added.

"Well, Lena and Emily have something they want to say."

Winston took a step to the side and everyone's eyes fell onto the two lovers.

"Nothin bad I hope." McCree said, as Lena cleared her throat.

"No, nothing bad. We just thought you lot should know... Me and Emily are getting married!"

Emily showed the crowd her ring, which was followed by two things.

First was McCree, commenting on the ring by saying. "Now that's a beauty."

The second was the crowd cheering, with Reinhardt being the most prominent.

"Haha! It's about time. You two are perfect for each other. This calls for a celebration!"

"Reinhardt, I'm fairly certain Morrison's watching the alcohol supply like a hawk." McCree said, taking yet another puff from his cigar.

"Only the supply he knows about." Reinhardt returned, raising a few eyebrows.

"Jack didn't impose an alcohol ban. He just doesn't want agents overindulging to the point they cannot fight." Angela clarified. "He won't mind us having one or two."

"In which case, TO THE BAR!"

There was another cheer from the agents, before the group began heading towards the common room. Even Winston decided to come along, waving over to Snowball, who flew over and began following as well. While they walked, Lena jogged over to Widow, speaking to her while they walked.

"Hey Amelie. Where's Sombra? Haven't seen her around since I got back."

"She's currently out in town I believe. She said she wanted to prepare a surprise for me."

"A surprise, huh..? Did you tell her?"

"I might have."

"And..?"

Widow simply smiled at Lena, telling her exactly what she wanted to know.

"Get in there Am's."

Widowmaker's quarters- A few hours later

After Lena and Emily's announcement, Widow had followed the group of agents to the common room, staying as they all had a few drinks to celebrate the occasion. After spending time getting to know both Lena and Emily, she could tell how close the two were and how much they meant to each other. Even though she hadn't known them as long as the other agents, Widow was still happy for the both of them.

After some time, Sombra finally reappeared, locating the group in the common room. After a quick word with Baptiste, she made her way over to Widow and sat with her, sharing a single drink before they both headed off to prepare for their night out. As she left, Widow looked back to Lena, seeing her wink at her, before returning to the celebrations in the common room.

Now Widow was in her room, in front of a mirror, tying up her hair as she finished getting ready. As she agreed earlier, Widow had yet to put on any makeup and only had what she'd put on earlier in the day.

She was currently wearing a black dress, the very one she'd bought when she was out with Sombra. It was a longer fit, which stopped above her knees and the back was open, so that her spider tattoo was visible. This wouldn't be a problem however, as Widow had become quite skilled in hiding her identity. She could easily cover it up and pretend it never even existed. Along with her dress, she had a pair of black, high healed shoes, a pair that had been recovered by Genji and Hanzo, along with the rest of her belongings.

As Widow finished tying up her hair, there was a gentle knock on the door. She took one last look in the mirror, satisfied with how she currently looked, before taking the few steps to the door and opening it. On the other side was Sombra, who was wearing the purple dress Widow picked out for her.

"Hey Amelie."

"Salut. Do come in."

As Sombra stepped inside, Widow got a much better view of her in the dress. The dress was smaller than hers and it complimented Sombra's build perfectly, curving with her body rather than sitting loosely. The purple also worked very well, matching with the purple in her hair.

"So, what do you think?" Sombra asked, spinning around slowly so Widow could see all the dress. The reply came a few seconds later.

"magnifique."

Sombra chuckled at the complement, finding herself blushing slightly. "Gracias. You look incredible as well."

"Merci beaucoup." Widow replied, spinning around herself to show off her own dress. "Now, give me a few minutes to put my make up on."

"Actually, before you do that, can you follow me? I want to show you something."

"Of course." Widow said, her curiosity getting the better of her. Sombra had been busy for most of the day, so she was wondering what she'd been doing. "Lead the way."

With that, the two left the private quarters, Widow following Sombra as they walked though the base, towards Winston's lab. It was starting to get late now and the sun was beginning to set. Despite this, most of the base was still operating as normal, with solders going about their business, many of which were left confused by the two agents walking through all dressed up. Nobody asked any questions though, far too used to the strange antics the other agents got up to.

It didn't take long for them to reach their destination, which was the cliff near to Winston's lab, a location that had already seen one major event unfold today. A small table had been set up, along with two chairs, which was overlooking the ocean. In the centre of the table was a vase, containing a bunch of flowers and a bottle of red wine, which was sitting in a bucket of ice to keep it cool, along with two wine glasses.

"What is this?" Widow asked, still not sure what Sombra was up to.

"So I know that every time you go out you have to put a lot of makeup on to hide your identity and I'm guessing you're not the biggest fan of it."

"Not exactly, but I've gotten used to it."

"Well, I wanted to do something where you didn't have to hide who you were. Where you could just enjoy being yourself without being judged... and to show you that I care about the real you, flaws and all..."

Widow was left speechless by this. It may have been very simple and small to many people but to her, it was a massive gesture. Sombra had seen past all her flaws, broken through the original walls she'd built up back at Talon and accepted Widow for who she was. That was something that meant the world to her.

"If you want, we can still go out into town..." Sombra began, only to be quickly interrupted by Widow.

"No. This... this is perfect. Thank you Olivia."

Widow gently pulled Sombra towards her and kissed her. It initially took the hacker by surprise, yet she quickly relaxed again, melting into the kiss. Moments later, the two pulled away, remaining in close proximity as they looked into each other's eyes.

"You know, if someone sees us, it might start a rather interesting rumour." Sombra flirtatiously said, knowing full well that a group of soldiers, or even another agent, could walk around the corner at any time. Widow didn't seem to care however and smirked at the comment.

"Then we better give them something to talk about." She replied, equally flirtatious. The two kissed again, before they separated and Widow grabbed ahold of the bottle of wine.

She analysed the label, raising an eyebrow as she read the name. It was French, made in Bordeaux and it wasn't half bad. In fact, it was very good.

"Not bad. Someone clearly did their homework." Widow said, opening the bottle and filling the two glasses, before placing the bottle down on the table and passing the one glass to Sombra.

"I'm not that big of an expert when it comes to wine. To be honest, this was the first time I've actually bought any. I didn't want to get you any old thing though, so I did quite a bit of research and spent a while in the store before I settled on that one."

"Well, for a first time buyer, you did pretty good."

The two tapped their glasses together and took a sip, Widow humming and nodding her head in approval. The two remained together, watching as the sun set in front of them. After a few moments, they closed the gap between each other. Sombra wrapped an arm around Widow and leaned her head against her, a move Widow replicated a moment later.

Right now, this moment was perfect for Widow. She didn't have to hide her feelings anymore and she'd found someone who'd accepted her for who she was. Sombra had managed to reawaken feelings that Widow thought were lost to her and that she'd never experience again.

She'd never felt more alive than right now. For the first time since she'd been taken, Widow felt human.

"Thank you Olivia. For everything that you've done for me. For the first time in a long time now... I feel human again."

Sombra couldn't help but smile. "You're welcome... and thank you for trusting me too. It means a lot."

Widow gently kissed the top of Sombra's head and the two cuddled closer together, enjoying both the view in front of them and each other's company. It didn't matter if anyone else saw them. The only thing that mattered to them right now was each other.