I only own my OCs.

"Actually, for all intents and purposes, I'm adopted. You know, omnics not having the….organs required to make human children. I just learned how to use their abilities."

Zen explained. Pharah looked at her and even Cairo looked surprised.

"We all thought-"

Zen smirked.

"You never asked."

Cairo blinked for a long moment.

"Uh…..I guess not."

Pharah laughed at the confusion written across her son's face as Feng rolled his shoulders, probably trying to get them to relax after he was crushed at the bottom of the pile.

"My Mum still in an icecube?"

He asked, much more nonchalant than his mother. Pharah could already tell she liked the boy.

"No, but she is still in China and we're in Spain."

Feng grinned broadly.

"No ice hugs for me! Yay!"

He said happily. Zen just patted him on his head.

"I don't blame you. I have steel reinforced ribs and it still feels like she crushes my lungs somehow."

Autumn rolled her eyes a bit, being the most carefree out of all of them, and genuinely didn't care about what was going on. Her medium length brown hair tied back and out of her face as she kept chewing on her licorice.

"I'm headed out. Gonna play a bit of poker with my old man."

She said, walking off. Pharah didn't even question it, it made a lot of sense considering how much the girl probably took after McCree.

"Well then, let's go. Are they just going to start coming in groups of three now?"

Pharah asked as she and her son went to go get their food. Feng and Zen having decided to go join Zenyatta and Genji in meditation.

"Yeah. Well, I think so. I wonder if Jacob knew Zen was adopted?"

He said randomly. Seriously considering if Jacob's enhanced sense of smell could've alerted him that there was no way possible for Zen to be adopted. Considering Destiny probably knew just because she had access to all of their medical records.

"Maybe he did, maybe he didn't. Eat. And then get to sleep. You look tired."

Cairo nodded.

"Yeah. I will Mum."

He mumbled, eating quickly and giving her a hug before heading to his assigned room to get some sleep. Passing Jayesh in the hallway.

"Later Cairo."

The indian boy said calmly, already knowing where his friend was going. Cairo just sorta waved it off before vanishing off to sleep. Jayesh headed straight to his mother's lab, only to find the room airing out after a failed teleporter experiment.

"My latest experiment did not exactly go to plan."

Jayesh hummed a bit and removed his glove, revealing a pure white cybernetic hand with black and blue designs connected to an arm of the same color. Sticking his hand into the room, the sound of a small fan could be heard as the smoke was sucked into his hand and purified. The carbon in the smoke remaining in his hand as an emergency attack. Nobody quite liked getting a face full of carbon. Especially if he got it in their eyes.

"And now we can attempt it again. Perhaps with two of us working together it will be more stable?"

Symmetra nodded, and the two of them spent the day in relative peace and quiet. Torbjorn leaving them well enough alone upon realizing that Jayesh could easily put up laser turrets with one hand while his back was turned. Not an ideal way to spend the day considering the younger Vaswani's turrets actually moved to track its targets. Making them quite a threatening prospect in battle.

"Hmmm, perfectly symmetrical lines, and completely stable."

Symmetra said calmly, fully examining the structure they'd built.

"Indeed."

Jayesh was happy to just ignore what was going on around him until his watch, which was really his communicator, buzzed and his close friend, Theresa Lindholm, Torbjorn's daughter called him.

"Hey Jayesh, just did maintenance work on the portal on our running smoothly in the past?"

She asked. She was one of the few people who called him by his full first name, and he appreciated that about her.

"Allow me to go check."

He said before heading back to Winston's main lab and doing a bit of maintenance work.

"Everything is stable and secure."

Theresa smiled at him.

"Thanks Jayesh. The next three should be through shortly. You may want to back up just in case they come out in a heap though."

Jayesh nodded and stepped out of the way as Sheila Fawkes, Lavanya Rutledge, and Derek Song were launched out the portal. Sheila was a naturally destructive blonde, the very ends of her long hair always seeming to be singed or burning. Her face was normally covered in a thin layer of soot and ash, and she was wearing a harness that supported her rip tire on her back and was also lined with explosives. Honestly, Jay didn't know how she hadn't blown herself apart yet.

Lavanya was significantly calmer with natural white hair despite being the same age as her blonde companion. Though she was also about a foot taller than her blonde companion. Strapped to her waist actually was her hook, and on the other side was her scrap gun, though it now had a lot more ammo loaded into it. She was wearing blue jeans, that had a few rips and mud stains on it, and a shirt with, of course, a picture of her father's signature pig on it.

Derek Song was probably the most surprising of the bunch. He was much taller than his mother, Hana Song, and actually could turn into the mecha she was known for piloting, and pilot himself. He was fair skinned, with a mane of shaggy brown hair and playful brown eyes. He was wearing blue jeans and a white t-shirt, with a pair of headphones around his neck with his mother's famous bunny emblem on them. He was also wearing a dark blue leather jacket, giving him a significantly bolder look. All in all, he looked like a bit of a biker rebel.

"And who are their parents?"

Satya asked, standing a bit behind her son. Jayesh sighed.

"Sheila, the blonde's, parents are Junkrat and Sonya, who was a literal barbarian. Lavanya's parents are Roadhog and Zagara, an alien. Don't ask. And Derek's parents are and Artanis. All I know about him is that he was some character from Starcraft."

Symmetra hummed. She remembered the youngest human member of the Overwatch Recall mentioning that she was a huge fan of the game, and it actually did make sense. Not much, but it made more sense than most of the other children.

"Very well. We still need to find a place for them to sleep."

Jayesh shrugged.

"Just wait until the ones who technically don't need sleep get here. In between missions, well….we are still teenagers, who are used to not having adult supervision. We tend to have big parties."

Satya looked at him.

"And you approved of this?"

Jay smirked, proving he wasn't as emotionless as his mother.

"I helped set up the DJ equipment."

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