Intro:
Three years after the last problem was resolved, another political crisis has arisen. The colonies no longer wish to participate with Earth's laws and rules. They felt that freedom meant "Total Liberty", or complete control over their colony's well being. Earth could not interfere, they said, with the government of each colony. A revolt, led by Zunir Trobelevski, began this revolution by herding troops. He became their leader and gave himself the name: Zuni Monotriese, leader of the Zumin. He was dreadful. Soon people began to see that he wanted dictatorship, but still he had his followers. He wanted to eliminate all Earth-born and the planet Earth. He began to destroy all records of Earth's history. That's when five young men stepped in, and. . . .
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Heero was sitting on a bench in a park, reading a schoolbook. He had been transferred for his final year in high school one last time. He had thought that this would be the last. After turning sixteen, the war had been over. Now nearing eighteen, he was going to graduate and make his way through college, begin a new future without the Gundams and all that came with it. He sighed. Those days were so hectic, yet somehow he almost missed it all. And oddly enough, he actually, well, missed Relena Peacecraft.
He was astonished that he should have feelings for another person, let alone that girl! He often wondered why he couldn't bring himself to kill her. She had been a hindrance from the start, and probably would continue to be.
He decided to go back to his room and send emails to a few friends. A sudden reminder of Duo, Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei passed through his mind. He groaned. Why couldn't he forget them all? He reached the quiet of his dormitory and began to type on his computer.
All of a sudden, an image popped up on the screen.
"Hey! How's it goin', Heero?"
"Huh?!" Heero was taken aback. There was Duo's face, grinning like a madman, talking to him? This was going too far. He rubbed his eyes, hard. The face remained. "Is that you, Duo Maxwell?"
"Who other?"
Heero smiled slightly, but not much. He then returned to his normal, stern stare. "Long time no see, Zero Two."
Duo thought, "What's he doing calling me Zero Two? Those days are over. . .hey, what the heck, why not?" He continued to grin. "Yeah, bud. How's it going for you over there? Any girls?" A mischievous look crossed his face.
Heero again was surprised. Why, of all things, would he ask about girls? "Nothing new. This school is pretty much the same as the rest. How about you?"
"You didn't answer my entire question yet."
Heero didn't sigh, but he wanted to. Even if Duo was probably his closest friend, he wasn't going to admit it, and furthermore, he definitely wasn't going to tell him about Relena. "Nothing new," he replied lamely for the second time.
Duo laughed. He laughed; laughed at Heero! "Well, I can see now there's nothing new. . .just like you said!" He finally sobered up, but was still smiling. "Dr. Jay sent me an urgent message this morning, since he couldn't get you to message him. You must have been really busy." A small snicker could be heard in the background. Duo could not help smiling, but tried to hide it so it came out lopsided.
"What?!?" Heero asked, not believing what Duo just said. "Why?" He was a little shocked, but Duo didn't see it in his face, he heard it in his voice.
Duo looked to the side, as if another person or other people were there. Heero heard a little whispering, and then Duo nodded to the side. "There is another conflict with the universal peace."
*groan* Why did this always happen? "What do we have to do?" he demanded.
Duo shook his head. "I don't know yet. We have to wait to receive orders; not all of us will fight this time. And we won't be using our Gundams. They've got something new for us, I think."
Heero thought this all over in his mind. What happened? Lately he hadn't been paying much attention to the stuff. He only wanted to have a break from it; an extended vacation. And now this was happening. A disturbance in universal peace? What was going on?
"Heero! You have a visitor!" Duo called from the screen. "Heero! Heero! Earth to Heero!"
"Huh!?" Heero exclaimed, broken from his thoughts. He glared, not knowing what else to do in response.
"I said, you have a visitor," another voice said from the speaker. There was no person on the view screen. Heero focused on the female voice. Why did it sound familiar?
"Don't you remember me, Heero?" the girl asked, a little brokenly. A beautiful face filled the screen. Heero looked at her carefully. Could it really be Relena?
"Relena Peacecraft. Yes, I remember you," he answered slowly. It was her! And she wasn't a little girl anymore. She was more beautiful than ever. He did not show any signs of missing her. His face remained emotionless.
She smiled. It was a lovely smile. Her blue eyes were brighter now, and she began to ask questions. "How are you? How is your new school? How are things? Is anything wrong? Do you need anything?" she fussed like a mother hen, but Heero wasn't listening. He was only watching her. Her movements were graceful and flowed like water. She paused, as if she asked a question and waited. Heero, noticing, snapped out of it and asked, "Huh?"
"I said, what are you doing now?" She looked a little upset. Heero almost frowned.
"Nothing, nothing at all. Why?" He was beginning to get curious, and let on to it.
He let on a little too much. She grinned, and became as mischievous looking as Duo, who stuck his head so Heero could see him on the screen.
Duo answered his question. "Because we're now right outside your door. Let us in!" As soon as he finished speaking, three hard raps were applied to the door. Heero glared at Duo and glanced at the door.
"Both of you?" he asked.
"And Trowa and Quatre. We couldn't get Wufei, he's visiting in China at the moment." A large green-blue eye peered in the small, portable view screen, and a shock of brown hair was rudely pushed into its way.
"Heero Yuy. Hello again." It was Trowa, more warm-sounding than he ever had been in his entire piloting career.
"Hey Heero! I'm glad to see you so well," Quatre addressed Heero from behind Trowa.
Duo knocked again, this time five times. "Are you going to be rude and keep us waiting?"
Heero shook his head. He whispered to himself, "No, I was going to be horrid and leave you out there." But of course, he didn't, and he answered the door like any normal gentleman, only he wasn't normal.
Relena practically fell in. "Heero!" [she almost hugged him, too, but he shied away to the side in one movement so it did not look too obvious but Trowa's eyebrows went up]
Relena did not know it was purposeful; it looked as if Heero was letting them in all the way and was about to shut the door behind them. So she did not feel put off in any way, which was good for Heero though he did not really know it at the moment.
Trowa announced that he would be getting a drink of water and disappeared. Heero wondered how he knew where everything was in his little room, but didn't bother to ask questions. There were more important things to do.
"So, I gather we have a situation. What was the message exactly?" Heero said, glancing first at Duo, then Quatre.
Quatre answered. "We can view the message from the computer." He walked over, and again Heero wondered why he knew where he kept his computer. The dormitory consisted of four rooms: a kitchenette (as small one at that), a small bedroom, a bathroom, and a small study. It was a cozy living area for a student such as he.
Duo pulled up the message and Heero regarded it with cold silence while he weighted the situation and the circumstances.
He grimly asked the inevitable question. "Who is the fifth pilot if Wufei will not cooperate?"
Quatre shuffled his feet and looked down. Duo kept looking from side to side, waiting for Trowa to come back. Relena just stood still, taking in the surroundings and Heero's health and how he was doing.
After no answer, Heero sat himself down and wondered about it. The fifth pilot had to be someone they knew pretty well, and they had to be trained in the military arts, of course. Who could such a person be? There were plenty in the enemy ranks, but they couldn't be of any use to them. Finally Trowa walked in.
A glance at Duo told Trowa that Heero had asked the question. He sighed. They had agreed he would tell Heero. "Heero, it is Relena."
Heero's eyebrows shot up, and that was all. Relena looked apologetic, and her brow was furrowed with worry. She did not know how he would react.
He did not say anything for a long while. When he could muster a voice that wasn't a hard, slicing, cold malicious voice, he asked shortly, "Who chose Relena?" When he said Relena, there was a tone of disbelief overriding the briefness of his manner.
Relena was not too pleased with his attitude, but what could she say? "Dr. Jei himself, Heero. We had no say in this."
Heero did not doubt her ability to fight or to help them, but he was certainly worried about her well being. He couldn't kill her before; why should someone else kill her for him? He wouldn't let them. They just couldn't kill Relena...that was his job.
Duo watched his face. He couldn't see much, but his eyes were betraying him. He could tell the conflicting emotions tugging at all corners of Heero's mind. He decided to try to ease the problem.
"Relena is perfectly trained and will be able to defend herself should a problem arise. She is as good as any one of us. Dr. Jay has seen to her training," Duo assured Heero. Heero looked at him, then at Relena. He had already cleared his eyes, noting that Duo saw through him completely. He couldn't let that happen again.
He shook his head. "I don't doubt she can take care of herself, but" he left off, realizing how close he would have been to telling his feelings. This wasn't like him at all. What was wrong? He shook his head again, then took it into his hands and ran his fingers through his now ruffled hair.
Trowa also noticed the hesitation in Heero's manner. It all depended on what he decided. Relena could not become another pilot if Heero did not agree. "Take your time," Trowa said softly and sat at the computer. He checked his mail, then gave it over to Duo, who checked his mail, then Quatre his. Relena just sat on the edge of the bed, wringing her hands. Finally, she could stand it no longer.
"Heero, don't you like me anymore? What did I ever do wrong? Can't I help you?" she cried out piteously. She was so distraught that Heero relented, a rare thing.
"I guess it would be okaybut as soon as something happens, you get sent back. Understood?" he said slowly, knowing this was probably the biggest mistake he would ever make, all to a girl's cries.
"Oh Heero!" she practically sobbed. She ran over and hugged him, the exact emotion she wanted to do since arriving.
The other three pretended to be absorbed in a computer game because Heero wasn't exactly blocking off the hug, he actually hugged back in an off-hand way. (this, of course, made Relena more relaxed and quite happy...) The three mutely agreed that it better not be mentioned again laterthey didn't want to spoil anything, nor did they know what could occur to them should they say anything.
When Relena finally released the now half-suffocated Heero, he was very baffled at what he had just done. What was he doing, hugging her back? What was going on? He never felt like this before, and yet it seemed all so familiar. He once again decided to let it slip this once. He would think about it again when time wasn't so important. He stepped into his normal self and became Heero Yuy, Gundam Pilot 01 of Wing Zero.
"Mission accepted. Where to?" he proclaimed coldly.
Duo looked up in surprise. Now it was his turn to feel awkward. "Well, Heero, looks like you've gotten ready to leave. We're not going anywhere just yet."
Heero could feel his impatience rising within him. "What do you mean? Not just yet? Explain yourself more thoroughly the first time so we don't lose any valuable seconds."
"We have orders to lodge in your dormitory rooms until Thursday. That is why we know the layout of your rooms so well," Quatre explained apologetically. "We brought our belongings with us. I hope you don't mind."
Heero didn't answer. If he did mind, what did that matter? He couldn't do a thing about it. They were the orders and to sucessfully complete a mission he must obey all of them, even ones he did not think were necessary or even correct.
Trowa and Duo left to gather their things, and Quatre sat down to explain in full detail again what the mission actually was. Relena listened with half an ear because she had already known the most vital parts.
"We will stay in hiding in your rooms until Thursday, which is two days from now. At eight p.m. on Thursday, we are to attend a meeting at the Apolex Atrium in America. Our flight is to take off from Tokyo at six-thirty p.m. It is a private, single-stop flight." Quatre paused to take a breath and to learn Heero's reaction and Relena's approval to go on. When Heero didn't object, Relena nodded to tell Quatre he was telling it correctly and could continue.
Quatre was relieved to see Heero so submissive. "So, as you see, Japan is one day ahead of America in terms of time so leaving on Thursday, we should arrive on Thursday. The one stop we shall make is in San Francisco to meet Dr. Jei and to board a freshly re-fueled aircraft."
Heero nodded. It seemed very logical. "What is this meeting for?" he questioned, still curious about the reasoning of this particular mission.
Again, Quatre looked uncomfortable with all the questioning. "I really couldn't tell you because--"
He was cut off by an impatient wave of Heero's hand. Relena didn't look too pleased to see Heero's mood spoiled by that one answer. "Spare me excuses. Go on," Heero demanded.
Eager to go on, Quatre continued in rapid speech. "After the meeting we are to stay at Westin Hotel in Chicago. The meeting is in Texas, so after San Francisco we'll go to Austin, then take a non-stop private flight to Chicago, Illinois. There are two adjoining rooms, but we have sleeping bags and the like along with us." Quatre stopped abruptly when Trowa and Duo loudly barged into the room with heaps of belongings and boxes full of odds and ends.
"What is this?" Heero exclaimed. He definitely was not acting himself. This was not like him at all and he knew it. But what was changing him? Was it being with old friends? Relena? Or had he changed while he was separated from missions and battle?
Trowa looked at him curiously, and then replied in a matter-of-fact way, "We never traveled light, Heero."
Quatre stole a sideways glance with Duo and Relena. Had Heero changed, or was it just him? They would have to find out for the safety of carrying out their mission.
Three years after the last problem was resolved, another political crisis has arisen. The colonies no longer wish to participate with Earth's laws and rules. They felt that freedom meant "Total Liberty", or complete control over their colony's well being. Earth could not interfere, they said, with the government of each colony. A revolt, led by Zunir Trobelevski, began this revolution by herding troops. He became their leader and gave himself the name: Zuni Monotriese, leader of the Zumin. He was dreadful. Soon people began to see that he wanted dictatorship, but still he had his followers. He wanted to eliminate all Earth-born and the planet Earth. He began to destroy all records of Earth's history. That's when five young men stepped in, and. . . .
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Heero was sitting on a bench in a park, reading a schoolbook. He had been transferred for his final year in high school one last time. He had thought that this would be the last. After turning sixteen, the war had been over. Now nearing eighteen, he was going to graduate and make his way through college, begin a new future without the Gundams and all that came with it. He sighed. Those days were so hectic, yet somehow he almost missed it all. And oddly enough, he actually, well, missed Relena Peacecraft.
He was astonished that he should have feelings for another person, let alone that girl! He often wondered why he couldn't bring himself to kill her. She had been a hindrance from the start, and probably would continue to be.
He decided to go back to his room and send emails to a few friends. A sudden reminder of Duo, Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei passed through his mind. He groaned. Why couldn't he forget them all? He reached the quiet of his dormitory and began to type on his computer.
All of a sudden, an image popped up on the screen.
"Hey! How's it goin', Heero?"
"Huh?!" Heero was taken aback. There was Duo's face, grinning like a madman, talking to him? This was going too far. He rubbed his eyes, hard. The face remained. "Is that you, Duo Maxwell?"
"Who other?"
Heero smiled slightly, but not much. He then returned to his normal, stern stare. "Long time no see, Zero Two."
Duo thought, "What's he doing calling me Zero Two? Those days are over. . .hey, what the heck, why not?" He continued to grin. "Yeah, bud. How's it going for you over there? Any girls?" A mischievous look crossed his face.
Heero again was surprised. Why, of all things, would he ask about girls? "Nothing new. This school is pretty much the same as the rest. How about you?"
"You didn't answer my entire question yet."
Heero didn't sigh, but he wanted to. Even if Duo was probably his closest friend, he wasn't going to admit it, and furthermore, he definitely wasn't going to tell him about Relena. "Nothing new," he replied lamely for the second time.
Duo laughed. He laughed; laughed at Heero! "Well, I can see now there's nothing new. . .just like you said!" He finally sobered up, but was still smiling. "Dr. Jay sent me an urgent message this morning, since he couldn't get you to message him. You must have been really busy." A small snicker could be heard in the background. Duo could not help smiling, but tried to hide it so it came out lopsided.
"What?!?" Heero asked, not believing what Duo just said. "Why?" He was a little shocked, but Duo didn't see it in his face, he heard it in his voice.
Duo looked to the side, as if another person or other people were there. Heero heard a little whispering, and then Duo nodded to the side. "There is another conflict with the universal peace."
*groan* Why did this always happen? "What do we have to do?" he demanded.
Duo shook his head. "I don't know yet. We have to wait to receive orders; not all of us will fight this time. And we won't be using our Gundams. They've got something new for us, I think."
Heero thought this all over in his mind. What happened? Lately he hadn't been paying much attention to the stuff. He only wanted to have a break from it; an extended vacation. And now this was happening. A disturbance in universal peace? What was going on?
"Heero! You have a visitor!" Duo called from the screen. "Heero! Heero! Earth to Heero!"
"Huh!?" Heero exclaimed, broken from his thoughts. He glared, not knowing what else to do in response.
"I said, you have a visitor," another voice said from the speaker. There was no person on the view screen. Heero focused on the female voice. Why did it sound familiar?
"Don't you remember me, Heero?" the girl asked, a little brokenly. A beautiful face filled the screen. Heero looked at her carefully. Could it really be Relena?
"Relena Peacecraft. Yes, I remember you," he answered slowly. It was her! And she wasn't a little girl anymore. She was more beautiful than ever. He did not show any signs of missing her. His face remained emotionless.
She smiled. It was a lovely smile. Her blue eyes were brighter now, and she began to ask questions. "How are you? How is your new school? How are things? Is anything wrong? Do you need anything?" she fussed like a mother hen, but Heero wasn't listening. He was only watching her. Her movements were graceful and flowed like water. She paused, as if she asked a question and waited. Heero, noticing, snapped out of it and asked, "Huh?"
"I said, what are you doing now?" She looked a little upset. Heero almost frowned.
"Nothing, nothing at all. Why?" He was beginning to get curious, and let on to it.
He let on a little too much. She grinned, and became as mischievous looking as Duo, who stuck his head so Heero could see him on the screen.
Duo answered his question. "Because we're now right outside your door. Let us in!" As soon as he finished speaking, three hard raps were applied to the door. Heero glared at Duo and glanced at the door.
"Both of you?" he asked.
"And Trowa and Quatre. We couldn't get Wufei, he's visiting in China at the moment." A large green-blue eye peered in the small, portable view screen, and a shock of brown hair was rudely pushed into its way.
"Heero Yuy. Hello again." It was Trowa, more warm-sounding than he ever had been in his entire piloting career.
"Hey Heero! I'm glad to see you so well," Quatre addressed Heero from behind Trowa.
Duo knocked again, this time five times. "Are you going to be rude and keep us waiting?"
Heero shook his head. He whispered to himself, "No, I was going to be horrid and leave you out there." But of course, he didn't, and he answered the door like any normal gentleman, only he wasn't normal.
Relena practically fell in. "Heero!" [she almost hugged him, too, but he shied away to the side in one movement so it did not look too obvious but Trowa's eyebrows went up]
Relena did not know it was purposeful; it looked as if Heero was letting them in all the way and was about to shut the door behind them. So she did not feel put off in any way, which was good for Heero though he did not really know it at the moment.
Trowa announced that he would be getting a drink of water and disappeared. Heero wondered how he knew where everything was in his little room, but didn't bother to ask questions. There were more important things to do.
"So, I gather we have a situation. What was the message exactly?" Heero said, glancing first at Duo, then Quatre.
Quatre answered. "We can view the message from the computer." He walked over, and again Heero wondered why he knew where he kept his computer. The dormitory consisted of four rooms: a kitchenette (as small one at that), a small bedroom, a bathroom, and a small study. It was a cozy living area for a student such as he.
Duo pulled up the message and Heero regarded it with cold silence while he weighted the situation and the circumstances.
He grimly asked the inevitable question. "Who is the fifth pilot if Wufei will not cooperate?"
Quatre shuffled his feet and looked down. Duo kept looking from side to side, waiting for Trowa to come back. Relena just stood still, taking in the surroundings and Heero's health and how he was doing.
After no answer, Heero sat himself down and wondered about it. The fifth pilot had to be someone they knew pretty well, and they had to be trained in the military arts, of course. Who could such a person be? There were plenty in the enemy ranks, but they couldn't be of any use to them. Finally Trowa walked in.
A glance at Duo told Trowa that Heero had asked the question. He sighed. They had agreed he would tell Heero. "Heero, it is Relena."
Heero's eyebrows shot up, and that was all. Relena looked apologetic, and her brow was furrowed with worry. She did not know how he would react.
He did not say anything for a long while. When he could muster a voice that wasn't a hard, slicing, cold malicious voice, he asked shortly, "Who chose Relena?" When he said Relena, there was a tone of disbelief overriding the briefness of his manner.
Relena was not too pleased with his attitude, but what could she say? "Dr. Jei himself, Heero. We had no say in this."
Heero did not doubt her ability to fight or to help them, but he was certainly worried about her well being. He couldn't kill her before; why should someone else kill her for him? He wouldn't let them. They just couldn't kill Relena...that was his job.
Duo watched his face. He couldn't see much, but his eyes were betraying him. He could tell the conflicting emotions tugging at all corners of Heero's mind. He decided to try to ease the problem.
"Relena is perfectly trained and will be able to defend herself should a problem arise. She is as good as any one of us. Dr. Jay has seen to her training," Duo assured Heero. Heero looked at him, then at Relena. He had already cleared his eyes, noting that Duo saw through him completely. He couldn't let that happen again.
He shook his head. "I don't doubt she can take care of herself, but" he left off, realizing how close he would have been to telling his feelings. This wasn't like him at all. What was wrong? He shook his head again, then took it into his hands and ran his fingers through his now ruffled hair.
Trowa also noticed the hesitation in Heero's manner. It all depended on what he decided. Relena could not become another pilot if Heero did not agree. "Take your time," Trowa said softly and sat at the computer. He checked his mail, then gave it over to Duo, who checked his mail, then Quatre his. Relena just sat on the edge of the bed, wringing her hands. Finally, she could stand it no longer.
"Heero, don't you like me anymore? What did I ever do wrong? Can't I help you?" she cried out piteously. She was so distraught that Heero relented, a rare thing.
"I guess it would be okaybut as soon as something happens, you get sent back. Understood?" he said slowly, knowing this was probably the biggest mistake he would ever make, all to a girl's cries.
"Oh Heero!" she practically sobbed. She ran over and hugged him, the exact emotion she wanted to do since arriving.
The other three pretended to be absorbed in a computer game because Heero wasn't exactly blocking off the hug, he actually hugged back in an off-hand way. (this, of course, made Relena more relaxed and quite happy...) The three mutely agreed that it better not be mentioned again laterthey didn't want to spoil anything, nor did they know what could occur to them should they say anything.
When Relena finally released the now half-suffocated Heero, he was very baffled at what he had just done. What was he doing, hugging her back? What was going on? He never felt like this before, and yet it seemed all so familiar. He once again decided to let it slip this once. He would think about it again when time wasn't so important. He stepped into his normal self and became Heero Yuy, Gundam Pilot 01 of Wing Zero.
"Mission accepted. Where to?" he proclaimed coldly.
Duo looked up in surprise. Now it was his turn to feel awkward. "Well, Heero, looks like you've gotten ready to leave. We're not going anywhere just yet."
Heero could feel his impatience rising within him. "What do you mean? Not just yet? Explain yourself more thoroughly the first time so we don't lose any valuable seconds."
"We have orders to lodge in your dormitory rooms until Thursday. That is why we know the layout of your rooms so well," Quatre explained apologetically. "We brought our belongings with us. I hope you don't mind."
Heero didn't answer. If he did mind, what did that matter? He couldn't do a thing about it. They were the orders and to sucessfully complete a mission he must obey all of them, even ones he did not think were necessary or even correct.
Trowa and Duo left to gather their things, and Quatre sat down to explain in full detail again what the mission actually was. Relena listened with half an ear because she had already known the most vital parts.
"We will stay in hiding in your rooms until Thursday, which is two days from now. At eight p.m. on Thursday, we are to attend a meeting at the Apolex Atrium in America. Our flight is to take off from Tokyo at six-thirty p.m. It is a private, single-stop flight." Quatre paused to take a breath and to learn Heero's reaction and Relena's approval to go on. When Heero didn't object, Relena nodded to tell Quatre he was telling it correctly and could continue.
Quatre was relieved to see Heero so submissive. "So, as you see, Japan is one day ahead of America in terms of time so leaving on Thursday, we should arrive on Thursday. The one stop we shall make is in San Francisco to meet Dr. Jei and to board a freshly re-fueled aircraft."
Heero nodded. It seemed very logical. "What is this meeting for?" he questioned, still curious about the reasoning of this particular mission.
Again, Quatre looked uncomfortable with all the questioning. "I really couldn't tell you because--"
He was cut off by an impatient wave of Heero's hand. Relena didn't look too pleased to see Heero's mood spoiled by that one answer. "Spare me excuses. Go on," Heero demanded.
Eager to go on, Quatre continued in rapid speech. "After the meeting we are to stay at Westin Hotel in Chicago. The meeting is in Texas, so after San Francisco we'll go to Austin, then take a non-stop private flight to Chicago, Illinois. There are two adjoining rooms, but we have sleeping bags and the like along with us." Quatre stopped abruptly when Trowa and Duo loudly barged into the room with heaps of belongings and boxes full of odds and ends.
"What is this?" Heero exclaimed. He definitely was not acting himself. This was not like him at all and he knew it. But what was changing him? Was it being with old friends? Relena? Or had he changed while he was separated from missions and battle?
Trowa looked at him curiously, and then replied in a matter-of-fact way, "We never traveled light, Heero."
Quatre stole a sideways glance with Duo and Relena. Had Heero changed, or was it just him? They would have to find out for the safety of carrying out their mission.