Autun Leaves

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About Time.

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Heero moved as quietly as he could down the corridor that he had spent the last fifteen minutes trying to access.

The trip to L1 hadn't taken Heero that long, he knew the way well enough and he knew how to ensure he was on the next possible shuttle out there. It hadn't taken him long to find a pass code that would get him into Chemi-Tech. He had gotten to the head quarters, he had found a low key side door and gotten in with the access code, and now he had to find someone.

He would make sure this place was shut down. Well and truly ended, but not until he had found Trowa. Explosive would work well, very well indeed, but he didn't want to risk killing any survivors from the war. He needed to make sure that nothing infectious was brought out though.

This was one hell of a complex mission. But now he was in he was at least one step closer.

Next plan, find Trowa, check him over, if he turns out to be clean then get him out if not then get him clean. Head back home as fast as possible, alert the Preventors and then hand this little job over to them to handle. But how the hell was he ever going to find Trowa, there were just so many holding cells in this block… and he really didn't have time to search them all.

A quick scan of the area lead him to a guards office, and a rushed job soon had him though the password barrier and into the company systems.

"Subject confinement data." He murmured to himself as his eyes fell on a likely looking file, he selected it, and a small satisfied smile slightly lifted the corner of his lips when he found Trowa's name there.

"Holding cell 175." He stated quietly and left the room having logged out of the computer system, leaving it as if he was never there. With his usual care Heero slipped down the corridor, disabling or dodging anyone he came across. He didn't need to be noticed here, so more of ten than not he tried to avoid any confrontation that it was possible to slip past.

His luck seemed very stretched however when he reached the corridor the map he had glanced at on the computer seemed to suggest he needed to be on, it was guarded. Now… that was a good sign that something important was held on it, but it was also a bad thing as an alarm call now would make things really tricky… yes. Really tricky indeed, and Heero didn't need the hassle just now. He paused for a moment, taking stock of the situation. There were tow of them, but chances were that is this was a significant corridor then there was likely to be an alarm bell of some description located not far from them which they would be able to set off. He was going to have to move very fast, and once they were down he was going to have to locate his target, Trowa, and get out in as little time as possible. This was going to be a horrible rush…

His attack was swift when it came, after a few minutes of planning and preparation. He darted as fast as ever out of the side corridor he'd been crouching in before and sent his fist sailing easily into the jaw of one of the two guards, stunning him and allowing Heero to gain his footing and spin a kick right into the other guards face, sending him flying backwards, shock and pain showing on his stunned face as he cracked the back of his skull against the wall and went down. The other guard was still dazed almost to the point of being in a stupor when Heero forced him headfirst against the wall as well, and sent both of them to lullaby land for a time. Now he had to hurry, there was no time to lose.

A search of the guards provided him with an access swipe card. No large clumpy rings of keys for this facility, just the single plastic card, similar almost in its entirety to a credit card, only plain white with the single black strip and the guards security code number written onto the front in maker pen.

The appropriate cell was easy to find now for Heero and the lock no longer posed him any problems as he pocketed the card to destroy later, having swiped it through the lock and keyed in the access code, which thankfully and simply was written onto the front of the card itself.

The lock gave a satisfying hiss and a click and the locked slunk grudgingly out of place, allowing a firm push from Heero to open the door to the holding room. It was dark inside he noted, but there was a white clothed bed in the corner of the room with a fairly evident form laid out on it. Heero's eyes adjusted really quickly to poor light, so with the light coming in from the corridor it wasn't long before Heero was able to see fairly well into the room.

The form lying out on the bed had its legs curled up, and appeared to be sleeping peacefully. There was a long fall of hair that splayed out at an odd angle across the pillow and his arms and limbs were long and slender, in fact that was about the best way to describe all of him in actuality.

It was Trowa… there was no doubt about it; Heero would have recognised his old companion in an instant, even in poorer conditions than these wore.

With a few easy steps Heero had darted into the room and pulled Trowa up a little, an arm behind his back and the other was connecting rapidly and fairly firmly on his cheek. He needed to wake up.

Time was running by… it took Heero longer than he'd have liked to bring the other round; the sleep was definitely not natural.

Finally the bright green eyes opened, they still appeared green, even in the dark, as there was just enough light coming in to reflect off them well.

"Heero…" he stated.

"It's about time…"


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