Holy Cow! Another update in less than 24 hours?!
It's short and doesn't need a lot of detail, that's why. I think one more chapter and it'll be done.
Enjoy!
Chapter Three
Heero sat at his small desk in the Preventers building the next day, pouring over all the different strategies for a quick escape. If the meeting went array, he wanted to know how to get Relena out as quickly and safely as possible. Hopefully, there wasn't anything to protect her from, other than the marriage to another, strange man that neither he nor Relena knew anything about.
He knew everyone Relena knew, so he knew that she didn't know this man she was going to be forced to marry. He was surprised that Une didn't send the background file on the man with the layout. Heero didn't even know this guy's name.
His mind wasn't focusing on the mansion layout, however. He couldn't get his mind off of this sudden arrangement. How had he not seen or heard about this while he was researching the Peacecrafts?
A small knock on the door finally distracted him from the prints and his mind. Giving a loud grunt, the door opened and he saw Trowa enter. The spikey haired man was definitely someone he could confide in without it getting around, but Heero wasn't sure he was ready to admit that the news of Relena's betrothal had actually upset him.
"I heard you were here." Trowa said, taking a seat across from Heero.
"Hn."
"Une told me about Relena's predicament. What are you going to do?"
"What do you mean? I have to escort her to the meeting and see that she makes it out safely. There isn't anything else to do." Heero sat back in his chair, staring at his comrade.
"Like you always do. Did you wonder why Une asked you to be her escort when there were other Preventers available? This is actually a dull week for us. Some of the junior Preventers are hoping for a terrorist attack just to get them out of the office."
"Hn. I didn't think anything about it."
They sat in silence for a few minutes; Heero considering why Une had asked him to watch her. Trowa was available and just as capable to keep her safe. Even Duo was plenty capable to ensure her safety to and from a meeting.
"Are you just going to sit by and let her marry some stranger?" Trowa finally said, asking the question Heero had been asking himself for twenty four hours.
Sighing heavily, "What else am I supposed to do? If she's willing to marry this guy, then I just have to stand by her choice."
"I used to know this guy who told me that the best way to live a good life was to act on his emotions." Trowa said, standing up and walking towards the door. "I wonder what happened to that guy."
As Trowa closed the door behind him, Heero hung his head. He stayed like that for several minutes, turning over different scenarios in his head. He couldn't think of anything that would turn out properly. There was nothing that would make him look like he hasn't just been biding his time and wasting hers.
Sighing again, Heero turned his attention back to the layout and noticed something peculiar.
