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Part Two
By Raven
Email: SandDruid@aol.com
Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam or Gundam wing, please I have no money, don’t sue me. I do however own my characters, oh yeah please don’t use my characters without my permission. VERY IMPORTANT: In order to understand parts in this story you have to read A Soul Anew, and the prologue to this story which is the sequel, oh and also part 1 …on to part 2…he,he…
At the Professors base:
The pilots were seated in the main room. They were talking amongst themselves since the professors were looking over the gundams in the hanger and making any improvements that were necessary.
"So, what do we do now?"
Morgan leaned back in her chair and almost fell over if Quatre didn’t stop her. She gave him a thankful smile. Relena had her eyes closed and was rubbing her temples in a rhythmic movement.
"We do nothing."
Morgan gave her a disbelieving glance.
"What?"
Relena looked up and it was not a happy face, she said it more slowly.
"We..do..nothing."
Trowa was leaning up against the wall and nodded his head to Relena’s statement.
"She’s right. We can’t do anything until they give us another clue or ransom note or ..something."
Everyone was silent, nobody wanted to make the first move to leave, they felt like they were giving up until something bad happens. Heero was the first one, he held out his hand.
"Come on Relena, let’s go."
Relena stared at his hand for a moment before taking it.
"Yeah, maybe if I relax something will trigger my memory for that artifact."
She got up and Heero put an arm around her waist as Relena put her head on his shoulder. The rest of the group broke off and went their own ways.
Somewhere in space:
"You..you grease, rat ass, son of a bitch. I can’t believe you would do this Derrik. Why?"
Derrik laughed Valise, he put a foot on her chair and leaned in very close.
"That’s a very colorful mouth you have there Dr.Moore. I don’t suggest you use that language around here especially when it’s directed at me. As for why you’re here, that answer will come in time."
Valise looked into his eyes and gave a half smile which turned into a severe, and angry expression.
"Eat shit!"
Derrik solemnly shook his head, he removed his foot and quickly hit Valise across the mouth.
"Next time it won’t be my hand."
He left her there tied to the chair, Derrik spoke to the guard outside of the room.
"No food or water for two days, if she disobeys, use any force necessary."
The guard smiled at the door.
"Understood sir."
In Europe, a house in the country, late at night:
Relena and Heero had come to their home, she stopped by Damon’s room and climbed up on the covers behind the little boy. She ran a hand through his hair and just watched him breathing. Relena was thinking that he did not have a care in the world, and right now at this moment there was peace.
"I love you Damon. I’m sorry that Heero and I might have to go away again. I’m so sorry, you deserve a normal family."
She thought about her relationship with Heero, he hadn’t asked her to marry him and knew that pushing Heero was not a smart thing to do. So she decided to wait. She felt that with every day that goes by she loved him more and more. A sigh broke her thoughts and she turned her attention to Damon once again, she knew that Damon helped heal her from the years at the prison, and for that she was so grateful. She felt so at peace with her foster son in her arms. Heero came into Damon’s room after showering and making sure the security around the house was stable. He leaned against the doorframe and looked at Relena who had fallen asleep while holding the little boy. Heero walked up to the bed and put a hand on Damon’s shoulder for a moment, he then leaned across and picked Relena up, quietly enough not to wake either of them, and carried her to their bedroom.
On L3:
Misty was looking across the way toward the circus were Trowa was working. Something was bothering her and it was about 5’6, great figure, red hair, and was constantly hitting on Trowa. She thought to herself.
"This is stupid. I should just tell him that it’s bothering me. Yeah...right...good thinking Misty, letting something like this bothering you. It’s probably nothing, it doesn’t mean that he likes her back..does it?"
Misty made the decision that she would tell Trowa about it.
Meanwhile in the Circus tent:
"But Trowa, you should be with me. I know how to make you happy."
Trowa was trying to fend off Grace’s affections, nicely.
"Grace, I don’t think so."
Grace grabbed his arm and hung onto it, she gave him a seductive smile.
"Come on, I’m offering myself to you."
Misty was walking to the tent, thinking about another important issue she had to tell Trowa about. She is pregnant. Misty came into the tent just at the moment that Grace took it upon herself to kiss Trowa, she was in total shock. Misty pushed Trowa away from the girl and punched Grace in the face, knocking her out cold. She then turned her attention to Trowa, who was still a little fuzzy from the kiss. He snapped out of it and saw Misty looking at him with an angry expression over a body that defiantly looked like Grace.
"What did you do, Misty?"
"What did I do? What did I do? How can you say that when I caught you kissing that tramp?"
Trowa gave her a tired expression.
"It wasn’t like that. She kissed me."
Misty had a sarcastic look in her eyes, and put her hands on her hips. Trowa already knew what that stance meant, and he prepared himself for it.
"Oh well, my God. That makes it okay then. I didn’t exactly see you pushing her away, I can’t believe this. You..you..you evil clown!"
Misty was so upset that she couldn’t even think of a smart remark. She shook her head and ran to the trailer where her and Trowa stayed. Trowa sat down on a bench and looked at Grace, who was starting to come back to reality. He sighed heavily.
"This is not good."
On L4:
Quatre and Morgan were playing a game of chess in the living room. Morgan made a final move with her queen. She sat back and smiled at Quatre.
"Check mate."
Quatre smiled lovingly at her.
"I should have never taught you to play chess."
Morgan laughed.
"What? Is being beaten by your wife a little demeaning to your ego."
Quatre got out of the chair and put the chess board away.
"No, not at all. I’ll just teach our daughter to beat you."
Morgan got up and hugged him.
"Aw, I’m sure that Lana would be pleased to learn how to play chess."
Quatre hugged Morgan tighter. Morgan thought of something, she looked into Quatre’s eyes and smiled.
"Then I’ll teach her to pilot a plane..and a mobil suit."
Morgan kept the serious expression only for a while then started to laugh at Quatre’s horrified look.
"Just kidding. Last one to Lana’s room has to wake up when she cry’s tonight."
Quatre smiled.
"Your on. On the count of three. One..two.."
Morgan took a head start.
"THREE!"
Quatre ran after her.
"You cheated."
The workers in the mansion could hear the laughter down the hallway, they all shook their heads and smiled.
On L2:
Hilde and Duo were having dinner in their apartment a couple days after meeting the professors. Duo stared at Hilde for a moment.
"Hilde, if it ever comes down to it, I don’t want you to fight anymore."
Hilde searched his eyes for a couple of seconds.
" I understand Duo, but..I don’t know. I want to do my part."
Duo was speechless.
"What are you talking about, you have already risked your life enough."
Hilde smiled.
"Alright, I’ll honor your wish."
Duo shook his spoon at her.
"You better. I’m serious about this Hilde, no more Oh! I had to get this information to you or I had to help Relena, she needed a friend."
Hilde held up her hands.
"I understand."
Duo had a triumphant look upon him.
"Good."
Duo smug expression didn’t last long when a splatter of apple sauce connected to his right cheek. He closed his eyes, and Hilde was trying to hold in her laughter. Duo turned to the hellion, who gave him a wide one toothed smile.
"Why did you do that Derrico? You ruined my victory."
Derrico just looked at his father and broke out in giggles.
On L5:
Wufei walked into the living room and looked at sally who was occupying a chair fully absorbed in a book.
"Woman! Where did you put my sword?!"
With out looking up Sally pointed to the corner of the room. Wufei gave off a irritated sound and walked to the sword.
"I don’t want you touching my things."
Sally sighed.
"Sure, whatever."
Wufei walked over and stood in front of her.
"Where is my shirt, I thought you said you were going to wash it."
Sally gave him a stupid expression.
"I thought you said you didn’t want me to touch your stuff."
Wufei narrowed his eyes at her, and turned away.
"Injustice! Turning my words against me!"
Sally turned back to the book and watched him walk up the stairs out of the corner of her eye. She heard the door slam and her face broke out into a smile, she thought to herself.
"It’s so easy to get under your skin, Wufei. And it’s so much fun."
In space:
Derrik walked over and turned on the computer, he sat down. He put his head on his hand and thought.
"Now what to write, ah! Let’s have a little fun with the ever so noble pilots."
He laughed as he typed up the letter.
At the professors base:
One of the mechanical workers of Doctor J’s ran up to the professors who were fixing some bad wires on the Gundam’s.
"Doctor J?!"
Doctor J turned to the young man.
"What is it boy?"
The young man was out of breath from running from the other side of the building.
"You..have..a..message. It..looks..important, he calls himself the keeper of the medallion."
In space:
Valise heard the door open and hoped that it was someone bringing water.
"Hello Valise."
Valise gave a defeated sigh.
"Great, just what I need."
She felt the cool hand of Derrik touch her cheek.
"Don’t worry, if everything goes well you’ll be out of here in no time."
Valise gave smile a cynical smile.
"May I ask what brought on this sudden surge of generosity?"
She felt his breath on her face.
"I’d say that I will get something that I have always wanted from the first time I saw it."
At the professor’s base:
Doctor J looked over the message on his computer.
"Heero’s not going to like this."
End of Part 2
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