A Pull upon a Thread
Title: A Pull upon a Thread
Chapter: A Lovers Night
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this fanfiction.
Beta: Standingontherooftops, Amanda and Heartless-and-Suicidal
Pairings: 3x4 2xH mention of 6xN, 1xR and 5xS
Warning: Lemon, lime, violence, use of strong language and adult themes.
Summary: Duo has been assigned a mission that is very dangerous and will put his loved ones at risk. Duo asks if Hilde will stay with Trowa and Quatre just to put his mind at ease. But when Duo doesn't come back from the mission Hilde and Quatre start to worry. Duo couldn't have disappeared at a worse time.
L2 Colony – Maxwell Home
11:53AM – April 9th A.C.198
Midnight fell silently upon the L2 colony. In the small part of the industrial section of the colony was the house in which Hilde and Duo lived. The area was relatively quiet. It was a nice place for a quiet, unknown life. It was the perfect place for the two to stay out of trouble and the chaos that had started once again. It seemed that the world would never be quiet enough for the two to have some peace together.
Duo sat up from his position on the couch. He grabbed the remote and turned the TV off. Duo leaned forward and placed his hands under his chin and his elbows rested on his thighs. His brow was creased and his eyes stayed glued to the colourless TV.
"They're sure done it now," Duo said as he thought about the news. How could this happen again? First the Perfect Peace People in A.C.196 wanted to get rid of them and now this. How many more would try and get them killed? It was unfair and Duo knew that all too well. It wasn't just on him and the other Gundam Pilots but their families and lovers. Duo could remember the face Hilde had pulled every time he had to leave her. He also could remember his last moments with her. His heart broke every time he saw her shinning eyes fill up with tears. That was not something Duo ever wanted to see but he knew that it wouldn't be long before he saw them again.
Duo sighed and pushed himself up off the couch. He stretched and looked at his home. In day light it was full of colour thanks to Hilde being around but now it looked like an old black and white film. The shine from outside shone on a small part of the floor that was in front of the window. Everything else had a grey tone to its once colourful self.
Duo didn't know why but the room reminded him of when he first met Hilde; the day he asked her to live with him. Slowly Duo creped across the hall way towards his room where he knew the most amazing woman in the world was waiting for him. He gently pushed the door open and pocked his head into the room.
There wasn't much in the room apart from a few essentials. To the right was a small wooden wardrobe leaning against the wall. It didn't hold much in, a few simple cloths of his, boots, a jacket and his Preventers uniform. In front of the door on the far wall was a large doubt bed. Once in a while Hilde would come and share his bed with him for comfort but Duo always thought that it was more. Hilde seemed to be thinner and paler every time he came home from a mission but then she would gain her colour back before he left for another. Duo had suspected that something during the war had traumatized her in to fearing being alone. Next to the bed was a small bed side table with a small lamp resting on it with his alarm clock. The lamp was still on and the light gently caressed Hilde's face as she slept.
Hilde rested on the bed curled up in the foetal position with the sheets pushed away from her perfect body. The small pillow she usually cuddled as a teddy lay on the floor discarded like an old toy. Duo noticed that she was shivering. Duo smiled lovingly at her before gliding across the room towards her. He picked up the pillow and sat down on the edge of the bed. He placed the pillow at the head of the bed. Duo pushed Hilde's hair out of her eyes and gently caressed her face. Duo's smile widened slightly as the tension in Hilde's body relaxed. She uncoiled her body and her arms reached for the pillow Duo had only just set back into place. She pulled it towards her body and nuzzled her head into the pillow and sighed. Duo gave a soft chuckle and leaned down to kiss her head. He leaned back and smiled at her once again.
Duo's smile however did not last as he started to caress Hilde's arm. The events that happened today seemed too much for Hilde to handle. Hilde was an amazing fighter and her skills with a weapon were beyond professional. That wasn't like her whimper in fear of her life. The last time Duo had seen her like that she was on the brink of death but today, when he saw her cowering in that cupboard shaking uncontrollably and the tears rolling down her face. That was not his Hilde. What was wrong with her?
"Oh Hilde," Duo whispered softly. "I love you so much." Duo pulled the bangs from her eyes and leaned down to kiss her face gently.
Italy – L'Angel Hotel
11:55PM – April 9th A.C.198
"It has been reported that at 4:30 pm today a garage in the L2 area was the scene of a violent gun crime. While workers at the Schbeiker Garage were not on duty there were injuries. One man was taken to hospital with severe injuries, but Doctors have confirmed that he is making a full recovery." The female reporter on the TV stood in front of the garage Trowa knew so well. It had been a while since he had been there but it seemed so different since he had been there. One wooden sign that use to hang above the main work shop was replaced by a large metal sign indented with the name Schbeiker Garage in red print.
Trowa frowned as he listened to the News. "Schbeiker Garage…." Trowa thought worriedly. That was where Duo and Hilde worked. His friends were at a crime scene. Duo had just come back from working with the Preventers. This was most likely the last thing he'd need after the mission, especially with how bad it had gone.
"The owner Hilde Schbeiker has made no comment on the crime. Our sources have told us that Miss Schbeiker was here in the garage when the crime happened. Apart from a small case of shook Miss Schbeiker has not been harmed." Trowa noticed how the reporter struggled to say Hilde's family name. Trowa hated the fact that she was actually reporting Hilde's identity. If there was a crime you don't go around exclaiming who the victim was off the bat. "Miss Schbeiker was saved by a young part time Preventer passing by when he heard the first gun shot. It was reported by eye witnesses that when the first shot was fired the young Preventer ran across the road ignoring traffic and in to the building. Witnesses state that a loud cry was heard along with another gun shot."
"Duo," Trowa thought as he watched the footage. His fist tightened as he thought. Who would attack them? It didn't make sense! Hilde's company wasn't special. If you were to attack a company for money surely you would go for a bigger company? If they attack out of jealousy you would go try to put them out of business by taking customers or making offers? That's not right! Why would you commit a crime like this? L2 was known as a rough area but still why a crime like this?
"The assailant has yet to be identified; Preventers are on the chase…"
Trowa frowned as the screen turned black. He blinked as he turned to the remote that had been at the side of him… Wait! Where was it? He looked around for it. Trowa swore he had left it next to him. Trowa turned and looked behind him and there he saw Quatre. In Quatre's hand was the remote that Trowa had been looking for. Why had Quatre turned off the TV? It was something to do with them, unless… Had Quatre found some information to share with him?
"Hilde's just fine," Quatre stated as he watched his lover. He threw the remote on to the couch opposite Trowa. Trowa watched as Quatre walked around the couch and sat down next to him. Quatre flipped his legs on to couch next to him and snuggled into Trowa's side. Trowa pulled his arm out from under Quatre and placed it around the small blonde. Quatre sighs and held on to Trowa's shirt. "I thought everything would be okay once the war was over," Quatre stated sadly. Quatre wriggled slightly and laid his head on Trowa's shoulder. "Duo called and said that it wasn't a normal attack." Trowa looked down at Quatre.
"What do you mean?" Trowa inquired as he rubbed the little blondes arm.
Quatre sighed and hid his head in Trowa's shirt. "A note," was Quatre's answer. Trowa looked down at the young blond and kisses his head. Quatre was worried that Hilde would be attacked again. It was no surprise Quatre was upset more than the others were at the news. Hilde had been a good friend to him since the war ended, especially on MO-II when Hilde was in the hospital. Quatre shook slightly as he hid his face. Trowa cooed him and rubbed his arm. "It said she was a traitor" Quatre sighed. "They were going to kill her for betraying the people." Quatre felt his lover tense and freeze up. Quatre calmly looked up at Trowa and saw his hazed eyes; what was Trowa thinking of? Quatre rubbed Trowa's chest causing the brunette to look down at him. Quatre saw the way Trowa looked at him. Fear, worry, anger… what had brought this on?
Trowa froze suddenly. Heero's warning about what Une said. No it couldn't be if that was so… Trowa looked down at Quatre. No it couldn't be. No one could hurt his Quatre! Trowa's eyes hazed over as he thought about the horrible things they could do to his little angel. Quatre was an ex-Gundam pilot but he was still sweet and innocent. He could handle himself but it didn't stop him from protecting Quatre. Trowa heard Quatre whimper. Trowa looked at him and saw his lover wincing, Trowa was holding his arm tightly and it was hurting. Trowa released Quatre's arm and gently rubbed it.
"Sorry love," he said and gave him a kiss.
Quatre nodded and cuddled into him. "What's worried you?" Quatre asked curiously. Quatre was still as nosey as a child. Trowa turned away and Quatre knew that it was something Trowa wasn't sure about and didn't wish to pursue. Quatre sighed. The reason they were in the hotel was because it was their anniversary and they were supposed to be celebrating but with what had happened to Hilde and Trowa's mission going wrong they hadn't been in the mood. Quatre nuzzles into him then kissed his neck. Trowa let out a soft moan and arched his neck. "Trowa stop thinking and let's enjoy this," Quatre whispered against his neck. "It's the anniversary of when we met. I want you to love me tonight and think of nothing but us." Quatre kissed and nibbled at Trowa's neck causing Trowa to moan louder.
"Quatre…" Trowa moaned and rubbed Quatre's arm. Trowa's arm moved from the arm and slid down towards Quatre's thigh and rubbed hard. Quatre moaned softly and pulled away. He smiled softly and got up walking into the bed room. Trowa watched him leave before he heard, "well you coming?"
L2 Colony – Maxwell House
10:30AM – April 10th A.C. 198
Hilde yawned as she sat down at the kitchen table and started to eat her breakfast. It was 10 o'clock. Since her work was now a crime scene it was being closed and would be closed for the next week, while the investigators sorted out information and picked up on leads. She sighed as she took a spoon full of cereal into her mouth and chewed. Hilde tapped her foot against the floor only because she didn't like the silence. She didn't know why, but she did. Last night she had to fall asleep in front of the TV with Duo next to her just to relax. Duo was sweet in understanding she needed him. Hilde sighed as she turned to look at the calendar. April 10th…. Yesterday was Quatre and Trowa's anniversary.
"Crap!" She thought as she saw the date. She must have ruined it for them. It wasn't her fault that she was attacked but she felt it was. She hated the fact that Duo had called everyone to tell them. She had shouted at him not to but he had. She pushed her bowl of cereal away and placed her head in her hand. A tear fell from her eye as she remembered yesterday. It had been going so well then that stupid thing happened. She sniffled and dried her eyes. Hilde jumped slightly as a hand rested on her shoulder. Hilde looked over her shoulder to see Duo.
"Its okay babe," he cooed her. He rubbed her back and kissed her cheek. Hilde jumped down from her chair and wrapped her arms around him and sighed. Duo slowly enclosed her in his arms. He kissed her cheek again and rubbed her lower back. "It's okay." He repeated as she hugged him tighter. Duo was getting very worried now. This wasn't his Hilde at all. This wasn't his little lady that he loved. She was so scared of being alone, of the silence. How could Duo leave her if he had to go on a mission? He couldn't, he'd have to leave her with someone else but who?
"Duo please don't leave me," Hilde whimpered in his ear. Duo rubbed her back and held her tighter. He wouldn't, not on purpose, not if he could help it.
"I love you babe," he said and kissed her again. Duo could feel his shirt getting wet as Hilde silently cried into his shoulder. He pulled her over to the couch and cuddled with her letting her head rest on his shoulder while their arms intertwined. His thumb rubbed over the back of her hand to sooth her. His other hand was placed in Hilde's midnight black hair and messaged her scalp. Hilde began to calm down and her tears subsided. She kisses his neck and sighed. She pulled him closer to her body and closed her eyes.
Earth – Lion Legion Head Quarters
12:30PM – April 10th A.C.198
"So tell me how the party doing is?" The dark man asked as he stepped into Mrs Johnson office. She looked up from her documents and smiled at the man as he walked over and sat in the chair in front of her desk.
"It's going well sir." She confirmed as she sat down in her chair once again. "It would appear that we have thirty per cent at the moment with another ten conferences to attend." She smiled as she saw her boss nod approvingly.
"Tell me this Nichol," he started as he smirked at her. "What of Quatre Raberba Winner and Relena Peacecraft?"
Nichol's face paled and her eyes widened as the words hit her ears. She then growled those two names pushed her to her tolerance limit. She detested the weakness the two pacifists showed to enemies of state.
"They need to be gotten rid of!" She hissed through her blood red lips. Evil intent flared in her eyes. Her boss smirked as he saw the young woman's reaction and nodded.
"Another two added to our list," he commented. He then pulls out from his jacket a small brown envelop and held it up to her. He smirked and waved it to her. "This is something I wish for you to report about in your next live broadcast interview in three days."
Nichol's eyes widened as she looked at the brown envelop then to her boss. She frowned as she thought about the link to their case and that thing. She stared her boss in the eye. "What is it?" She asked slowly as if treading in enemy territory.
The man smirked before stating, "An historical event that will be recorded for ever…"
Sanc Kingdom – Sanc University
01:00PM – April 10th A.C.198
"Throughout the Eves War it was recorded that a massive 100,000 soldiers killed in this harsh bloodshed time. It has been recorded of three powers that were created and made it to the end of this war for what? Glory… Riches… Death… It seems that anyway we look at this death is all around. But as historians we must determine, what is fact and what is propaganda! Now tell me how many of you had family who fought in the war?"
The young professor scanned the room to see her young students raise their hands. Most of the students raised their hands up. There were about 30 young historians in her lecture and there were about three people in the class who didn't raise their hand. She nodded and pointed to the projector.
"Can anyone tell where the official date of the Eve's war end was?" She asked softly towards her students. She tried to use a peaceful approach to teaching her students. It was a much nicer technique to use with a history course. She waited to see who would raise their hand or their voice to answer her simple question. A young Japanese girl stood up from the middle of the class. All eyes behind her now stared down at her while others in front moved their heads like a nodding dog.
Kazumi Yamoto was a young smart girl, who was meant to be in her last year of high school. Kazumi was of Japanese origin with dark Asian features. Her hair was long mid night black resting on her shoulders perfectly. The dark eyes shone with independence and wisdom far beyond her age.
"The final battle was fought in space on December 24th however the official end of the war wasn't until-"
Before Kazumi could answer the leading Professor of the History department crashed his way into the room. Every student jumped out of their skin as the doors to the lecture hall slammed against the wall. The young lecture frowned and glared at Professor Hastings as he galloped in to the room on his pompous high steed.
"Professor Hastings, I feel this is inappropriate for you to barge into my lecture and rudely disturb the class!" She exclaimed in annoyance. She glared at him as he stood by the entrance to the room.
"Mrs Holly a word…. Now!" He demanded and walked outside.
Mrs Holly sighed and turned to her class and smiled. "I'll be back soon, until then look in the text books at chapter three." She smiled at her class and walked out of the room towards Hastings. She glared at bigoted man waiting to see his reason for her being here while her students where left in the lecture hall. "I hope you have a reason for disturbing my class Professor Hastings."
"I'm sorry to have to say the Mrs Holly but…"
Brussels – Preventers HQ
10:00AM – April 12th A.C. 198
Heero walked down the corridor of HQ with paper work under his arm prepared to give them to Une. Une had been nagging Wufei and himself for months to convince the other Gundam Pilots to join the Preventers and now that they had been on a complete failure of a mission Heero was dreading the meeting with his boss. Heero sighed as he passed Sally in the corridor as she smiled at him. Heero ignored her, he didn't have time for this he had to get to Une's office in two minutes or she would be screaming her lungs at him for being late. As Heero made it to Une's office he noticed Wufei walking in his direction.
"I wouldn't bother if I were you," Wufei stated as he stopped in front of Heero. "Une's not in today," Wufei smirked. "Off with a cold."
Heero nodded as he placed the documents on the receptions desk and turned to walk with Wufei. Heero and Wufei had been partners ever since Heero had joined the Preventers and they had been quite successful at that, even though Heero had only been there three months. Heero turned to look at Wufei and saw his eyes down cast at the floor as they walked.
"Is something bothering you?" Heero asked as he turned to Wufei. Wufei said nothing at first as if still registering what Heero had said. Wufei then looked up at him and then stopped in his tracks. Heero halted a few feet away from him and waited for Wufei's answer.
"Hilde's assassin was an ex OZ soldier," Wufei announced. "Duo found a note in his pocket that read, I know the identities of the Gundam Pilots…"
And there's chapter two done. This was a really hard chapter and it seemed that the only way to write it was to have Gundam Wing on in the back ground and unfortunately that has now given me even more plot bunnies.
