The Third Hour

Don't own them, so don't sue. This is AU of course and I'm not saying anything more. Blah!

Three days ago . . .

"Clear the way! Coming through!"

"What's her status doctor?"

"She was hit by a car. We have major blood loss, maybe a ruptured lung. She needs surgery . . ."

"Have we any ID?"

"Yeah, Johnson?"

"Uh . . . Her license says . . . Hilde Schbeicker."

Now . . .

Hilde runs her hands through her hair, slicking it back as the shower engulfs her in hot water. The soft pounding of the steady droplets ease her tense muscles. Wait. Wasn't she just in a car crash? Hilde tries to think back, but it is all a blur. She remembers walking to work and crossing the street, the car . . . The rest is blank.

"How in the hell did I get home?" Turning off the shower and wrapping a towel around her small frame, Hilde heads to her bedroom. "Relena?" She calls to her roommate. The lights are off in the apartment, no sign of a Relena anywhere. Hilde looks around the room to see if anything is out of place. Nope, everything appears to be the way is was when she left for work. Is it even the same day? Heading to the kitchen where the calendar lies she takes one last look around the place. "Hmm. Odd. Today is the 23rd, meaning I've been out of it for three days. What the hell is going on!" Hilde runs to her room to examine her body for any signs of her accident. Dropping her towel Hilde's eyes scan over a perfectly healthy body. No marks or anything. Is she going mad? She remembers the car, the pain, God she remembers the pain but that's all. Nothing more. Darkness and then the hot water hitting her face. "Where is Relena?" Relena will have answers. She always does. She'll know what's going on. Shit! Hilde needs to go to work! "No, I think this calls for a sick day. The café can survive without me."

After getting dress Hilde heads down to see Landlord Brown. James Brown is a dirty old man that loves to flirt with all the female residents. HHHHilde hates dealing with him but maybe he has some information for her. There are security cameras everywhere and one of them has to have her leaving and returning.

Knock. Knock.

"Mr. Brown? Sorry to bother you but I'm in a bit of trouble and would like your assistance . . . Who the hell are you?" Hilde quickly covers her mouth and says a low sorry to the blonde boy that opened the door. He smiles at her with warm, understanding eyes.

"That's quite alright. You're the sixth person today to say that to me." Hilde just nods. The boy's eyes are like a sea of green; his features are those of an angel. "You came to pay your rent right?" His voice shows signs of uneasiness as Hilde continues to stare.

"Um. Gee. Rent. I forgot. Sorry."

"Not to worry. I've changed the due date to the last Thursday of every month."

"Haha. That's nice of Mr. Brown."

"Who?"

"What?"

"Oh! Mr. Brown. Yes. No, it was my decision." Hilde suddenly felt out of place. Who is she talking to?

"Who are you?"

"Oh! I'm terribly sorry. I'm Quatre Winner. Your new Landlord."

"What happened to Mr. Brown?"

"He had to go on an extended trip." Quatre's response came to fast for Hilde's liking. His wording also didn't settle with her and she decided not to ask him for help.

"Right. So . . . last Thursday of every month?" He nods. "Ok then." Long pause. "I better go. Bye."

"Good bye Ms. Schbeicker." How did he know her name? She never gave it. Or did she? No, no she didn't. Well, it is too late now, the doors closed. Beside, her head hurts and she wants to be in the room when Relena comes home. Three more hours. Damn.

Hilde climes the last set of stairs to her floor. She takes a breath before moving on. She pulls out her keys to unlock the door when a shadow creeps up on her.

"Hey there!" Hilde almost jumped out of her skin from hearing the loud cheery voice. She turns to face the body and is greeted with a very handsome man. He stands a good foot above her and has a long braid trailing down his back. Laughing eyes shine down at her as a sexy grin crosses his lips."You live here?" He points to her door. All she can afford is a slow nod. He leans in closer, his cologne filling her nose. "Good, 'cause that means we're neighbors." The man's words free her from her stupor.

"My neighbor?"

"Yup. Just moved in yesterday." He leans against the door next to hers. "Name's Duo, Duo Maxwell." He says is a sly voice. But alas, it is lost to her wondering thoughts.

"Where are the Anderson's?"

"Who? You mean the people who used to live here?"

"Yes." Her voice is harsh and causes Duo discomfort.

"They left lady! Calm down."

"Calm down? You have no idea what I've just been through! Shit is going down and I have no fucking clue what it is. I woke up in my shower after I had just passed out from being hit by a car, I find I've been out of it for three days with no memory what so ever. I . . . I show no scars or marks from the car crash . . . I . . . my neighbors, who I might say where very happing living here and had no reason to leave, are gone! As WELL, as my landlord." Hilde stops her little rant to catch her breath. Duo just stares, waiting for her to stop. "Where was I going with this?"

"Wanting to know where your neighbors are." Duo crosses his arms over his chest as he speaks.

"Right. Where are they?"

"Like I said. They left."

"Just like that?"

"Just like that."

"Well, it was nice meeting you. But . . ."

"Can I have your name at least?" Hilde opens her door as she ponders a response. Oh just give him your name.

"Hilde, Hilde Schbeicker." She smiles at him as she mocks his earlier response. Duo just smiles back as he watches her door close. Once it's closed he lets out a deep breath and retreats to his room.      

"Come home Relena!" Hilde cries as she flops down on the couch. Tears rim her eyes as the stress of having too many unanswered questions fill her mind. What's going on? What happened during those three days? Who are these new people and where is Relena? Or will there even be a Relena, replaced by someone new? With nothing left to do, Hilde curls up into a protective ball and lets the tears flow. "God help me. Please. Some one help." Only the silence answers her plea.

End of chapter one. Please review and read my other fics! Thank you. ^.^