Overwatch HQ, Switzerland
3 hours later
Tracer's POV
I jump up awake in Mercy's Lab, covered in bandages and in so much pain, Mercy runs over to me only in her lab coat under her usual outfit and shouts, "Lena! Be careful! You could open your wounds!" I then remember my fight with that bloke and growl, asking, "Where is he?"
"He's in interrogation," McCree says, walking over while rubbing his bandaged head, "That punk's being taken care of right now by Reinhardt and Captain Amari." I manage to get up, holding onto Mercy, I soon make my way to the interrogation room.

Scout's POV
I sit there, watching as the old lady drinks some tea, my weapons were taken when they got me, so I can't fight my way out, especially with the guy that's almost the size of Heavy.
"So, you managed to take on and beat McCree and Tracer, I'm impressed," she finally says, ending the silence, I chuckle and say, "They were easy, I could beat 'em again blindfolded." She just chuckles and pulls out one of my Wingers, changing her expression to a darker one, "Now who are you and what are you doing here, hurting my friends and causing trouble?" I was shocked and just said, "T-The names Scout, I-I'm from the past." She just looked at me in disappointment, "I've heard better lies child, now, tell me the TRUTH." She says, in a more threatening tone, shooting only INCHES away from my face with my Winger. I try holding my hand up but they were handcuffed down so they only stood up a little. "I'm serious! Engie had me test a new teleporter and I got sent here!" I say, trying to convince them.

Tracer's POV
I watched through the glass, with a scowl on my face, I turn to Angela and McCree, "This Yankee beat me?!" McCree just grunted, "At least you actually FOUGHT him, he just smacked me straight up..." Angela took a better look at him, saying, "He doesn't look like he's from our time..." just then, Winston came through the door with a tablet, I give him a weak grin and wave as he joins us.
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Winston's POV
"I tried to look at his records, but it seems that he doesn't even exist, but he did mention he was from 1968, so I checked but Athena and I didn't find anything." I say, scratching my head. Lena just growls, muttering threats about this, "Scout", I just sigh and look at Angela, she just shrugs, saying, "He doesn't have a medical record and his DNA isn't exactly traceable, it's been neutralized by something that makes it untraceable, so he COULD be from the past, but it's kind of farfetched." Lena just growls, saying, "I'll kill this cheeky bastard." as she walks off. I nod to McCree to keep and eye on her and he follows as me and Angela continue to keep and eye on "Scout".