Redemption From Resemblance (McHanzo)

Breather

Hanzo does just as he said he would, heading straight for his room the moment they land to shower and wash his clothes. McCree would be doing the same, but Jack had pulled him towards Winston's lab in order for him to give a report on what all happened so they make sure there isn't a repeat in the future. McCree isn't too thrilled to be doing work the moment he gets back when all he wants to do is relax and relieve himself of the tension currently trapped in his body, but Jack isn't the kind of man to stall something like this for a few minutes to let the younger man get comfortable (especially since Reaper is involved because McCree knows all too well the bad blood between those two). So he's dragged off the carrier, down hallways, and into Winston's lab where the scientist is currently looking over a table with some very dangerous looking tools that McCree knows nothing about. He does know that one of them is sparking rather viciously and the last time he checked, metal and electricity don't mix. He didn't check on purpose either, just managed to touch an exposed live wire during a scuffle with a Talon agent and couldn't move his arm for the rest of the day until Angela got ahold of it. McCree couldn't move much of anything in fact, and was only alive because Fareeha had shown up just seconds later to take the agent out.

 
He now makes sure to check if anything has exposed wires.

 
"We got them back Winston. I brought Jesse, Hanzo went to his room." Winston looks up (thankfully turning off the tools, to McCree's delight) and smiles widely at the news.

 
"Wonderful! Glad to see all those hours of sifting through security footage paid off." McCree was going to say something about how good it felt to he back at the base, but the little bit of info he just received is more intriguing.

 
"Security footage?" Winston nods, looking like he's about to go into a full-blown explanation about some science project of his. McCree hopes that isn't the case.

"Athena and I had to figure out where you were after I couldn't find you using the satellites. Soldier suggested I try hacking into the cameras around your mission area and we located you and Hanzo using those." McCree laughs and tries to pop his back that feels much too stiff for him to be standing here, listening to an explanation on how they were found, and soon him following with his own explanation on what exactly happened on the mission (even if Winston knows most of the details and the rest are small and useless).

 
"Good thing ya did. Wasn't really keen on spendin' a full week on that ship. Felt like the whole world became a snow globe with some kid constantly shakin' it." That seems to catch Winston's attention and he asks Athena to record the conversation they're about to have. McCree internally groans, not wanting to tell what happened but knowing he has to. Jack just stands by the entire time, listening in silence and being far too intimidating even though he isn't talking.

 
"Tell me everything that happened with the mission, starting from when you and Hanzo landed in Indiana." McCree nods, wishing he had a chair so he could lounge and not have to stand. Then again, he has been sitting in various metal containers for a few hours. He might have to train after that shower.

 
"Well, me and Hanzo found the base, went inside and found the console that kept sendin' that distress signal. As ya know, someone hacked it, said someone bein' Talon and Reaper, so I told ya and started erasin' the files. Reaper attacked us, fried our communicators with some sorta device that sent out magnetic pulses, and we managed ta escape inta the forest. Talon had already got ta the carrier so we had ta walk ta the nearest city where we spent a night in a motel. We left the next mornin', bought some supplies, and snuck onta a train car that we rode on all the way ta New Jersey. Bought more supplies, some clothes we could change inta, and snuck onta the ship y'all found us on. That's all that happened." Winston was rubbing his chin and thinking on the information McCree just provided him with.