Go to Winston.

Who would be better suited to help Tracer than the scientist who developed the chronal accelerator. Thankfully Winston was relatively easy to find, most of the time he hung about in his lab, he had to move it after the Recall incident but Tracer knew where to find it, it was barely a day’s walk away.

Normally she could just accelerate there, that would take about 2 hours but in her current state…

Tracer opted for the public transportation instead, the Bus would need 3 hours to get to a nearby station, and from there Tracer would only need 10 minutes to walk to the secret entrance. Tracer put on her civilian outfit and went out.

The bus ride was really boring and a torment. Tracer should have masturbated before she went out, the arousal from her fight with McCree was still in her bones. Looking at porn surprisingly didn’t help and she needed to hold back her moans whenever the Bus hit a bumpy road. But nobody noticed any of that, the Bus had been mostly empty and nobody cared about the few other people.

When Tracer finally stepped out of the Bus she sighed in relief, hoping that Winston would either have a solution, or a well isolated bathroom. Brooding about her fate and hoping that there was no wet spot in her jeans as she went on her way to the laboratory.