3 years ago: Ana rubbed her eyes as night fell. She couldn't get the image of Gabe's rage-filled eyes and burned face out of her mind. Jack had set up camp a few miles out of the city. She had discovered it several days ago, but hadn't expected him to come out, firing wildly like some kind of hooligan. *I thought Reinhardt taught him better.* She sighed, helping Jack get to it. Even though her medicine helped the healing process, he would still need stitches, and couldn't walk straight after getting shot in the back.

"What were you thinking, Jack?"

"I was looking for you." Ana shook her head in embarrassment. *I trained him better than to lie to me.*

"I know, but you went into a Talon compound alone. What did you expect to happen?"

"Maybe take down Gabe, maybe get intel. Don't know, really." He shrugged, wincing as the pain surfaced again.

"So you've been fighting a one man war." Ana observed, setting Jack down, with his back facing her.

"I can't ask anyone else to fight it."

"You said you wanted to recruit me." Ana chuckled.

"Yeah. I wanted to know if you knew anything about Talon." Ana sighed.

"So it wasn't recruiting: it was information gathering. You can't do this alone, Jack." Ana stated.

"I can't do it with anyone else, Ana." Jack went to stand up, but Ana pushed him back down.

"You were shot in the back. You're not moving until I finish giving you stitches."

"It wasn't the first time." Jack stated, but sat down in defeat.

"It is literally. I didn't even know he was alive…" Ana whispered, seeing the damage the wraith had done. Jack growled,

"He's not. Gabbi died in the explosion he caused." *There he goes again, blaming Gabriel for something there is no way he caused. No member of Blackwatch had that level of skills in explosives, and Gabriel hated explosives: he called them sloppy.*

"That may be true, but whatever Reaper is, he has Gabriel's skills, and is better. You can't take him on alone, much less the entirety of Talon."

"I have to."

"No, you don't." Ana sighed, finishing her stitching. "I doubt you still have your communicator, but a call went out several years ago-"

"I do, and I heard it. Overwatch failed before. It will do so again." Ana looked at the soldier in surprise. *He used to believe in it so much…* She straightened herself, starting a fire.

"Lay down: you don't want your back to lock up hunched over. It was your feud with Gabriel that caused Overwatch to collapse." Jack began to protest, but Ana raised a hand. "I don't want to argue. You are not in command anymore." She added mentally, *You're too close to this to think rationally right now.* He chuckled.

"Who is? You? Reinhardt?" Ana openly laughed, setting a pot of water over the fire.

"Not a chance. I'm retired, as he will be soon." Jack laughed as well.

"You've retired 3 times, and he won't unless it's forced out of him."

"True, but we are not in command. Winston currently is." Jack frowned, trying to remember who that was.

"…The scientist from the moon? The one that made the…chrono-thing for Oxten?"

"Yes. He tries his best. Lena Oxten is there, as well as me and Reinhardt. Bridgette Lindholm is also involved."

"…Torbjorn's wife?" Jack asked, confused.

"Oldest daughter, not wife." Ana corrected.

"Oh, the one that always hung around with Rein." Jack recalled.

"Yes. Angela is there, as well as Mei-Ling Zhou."

"She's alive?" He questioned.

"Yes. A Russian woman named Zarya helped her get here, and joined as well."

"I don't recognize that name." Jack stated, frowning.

"She wasn't a member, but joined because of Mei."

"Ah."

"The world changed. Overwatch had to, as well." Ana added tea leaves to the water, looking at Jack. "Please, Jack. They are children who need help." Jack shook his head, sighing.

"I'm not a hero, Ana. Not anymore." Ana scoffed.

"Heroes. Is that what you think the world needs? No. It needs soldiers, people who know what to do in hard situations, who are willing to make those decisions. The others are willing, and more than capable, but they don't know what they are doing. You do." Jack sighed.

"…I don't know, Ana. I haven't worked with a team in 12 years."

"Neither had I, but they need you." She poured a cup of tea, offering Jack some. He took it, sitting up.

"…Do they know I'm alive?"

"Reinhardt does, but the others do not. I didn't know how to tell them."

"…Does Patricia?" Ana shook her head.

"No. How could I tell them that and explain why you haven't visited them in 12 years, or at least haven't let them see you in so long when I'm dead myself?" She took a quiet sip of tea.

"Yeah…it's better to just let them think I'm dead." Jack sighed, sipping some tea. "Does Pharah know you're alive?"

"Yes, but we haven't spoken in a few years. Being dead tends to put a limit of child visitation." Jack nodded in understanding. "…Jack."

"Old soldiers are hard to kill, but easy to cut off." Ana patted his shoulder.

"Only if they choose to be." He took a deep breath.

"Where are you all staying?"

"Watchpoint Gibraltar, though Winston is thinking of changing locations soon."

"That point has been the most active of them all: Winston chose to stay there after everything was shut down. A sudden increase of power with so many recruits is going to draw attention that we don't want."

"We?" Ana asked, making sure that it meant Soldier was in.

"Yeah. I'll join. You're right: I need you all, and apparently, you all need me. We'll need a spot we can train everyone, keep them at the top of their skills without drawing a lot of attention."

"You'll need to talk to Winston: he knows the Overwatch bases better than anyone else but…" Ana cut herself off. *Gabriel.* Jack sighed.

"I know, but we need to work with who we've gotten. And 9 people isn't nearly enough to take down an organization like Talon. We need to start getting more people, as many as we can convince."

"It's good to have you back." Ana stated, smiling lightly.