Alright people! I'm very sorry for the delay. I left you with one hell of a cliff and I have no good excuse. Other then a SEVERE case of writers block. Like by block I mean one made of...steal or lead or some other heavy metal. It was simply unmovable. So...I wrote around it in a strange way and hit everything I think I had planned to hit in this chapter. Hopefully you like it and the writers block will not return...HOPEFULLY.

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Ch 10

Heero left at dawn that morning. Cong drove him to the airport and bowed to him before getting back into the limo and pulling away. Getting on a shuttle back to Head Quarters, Heero started thinking about Wufei's situation. What would he do now without his personal agent to do his missions?

Heero snorted softly to himself. Wufei would probably try to handle the missions himself. Why not? He was perfectly capable of dropping black mail material and making it. Surveillance missions were always Wufei's specialty anyway. He had an eye for detail and an enormous amount of patients. He proved that by dealing with Duo when he was bored during the war.

Then again, maybe when he got back to HQ he would tip off the security detail around Qiu just in case. Wufei was very tenacious when he set his mind to things. He had proven that by presenting a kidnapping as a mission.

Heero closed his eyes and leaned back into his seat. It was about time for take off; he would sort things out once he got back and talked to Une.

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Heero slid the key to his old apartment into the lock and turned. The door swung open and Heero moved quickly just inside the door of the dark room to the alarm pad. Five seconds before the alarm would sound, but…the alarm was unarmed. Why would it be unarmed? He distinctly remembered setting the alarm after moving out all of his belongings into storage. Yet…

His head snapped up as he looked around the apartment. There was a large green cushy couch and a rigid plastic table with a vid-screen on the far wall.

Heero pulled his gun from his jeans and set his duffle down quietly. Someone must be here. He rearmed the alarm and headed through to the kitchen. All clear. No one was in the room; the fridge was empty. The entire apartment was still dark.

Heading towards the bedroom through the hallway he stuck close to the wall. The bathroom was clear just by a visual check. Nearing the bedroom door he pushed slightly and peaked through the crack when no movement was heard.

No one was in the bed. He entered swiftly tension dropping immensely and headed to the closet. No one was there. The apartment was empty of an occupant, yet it was fully furnished and he had not left it in that state.

Heero headed back to the front room and switched the alarm to one second instead of the normal five before it would go off. If someone returned tonight, he would know.

Now that he knew for sure no one was in the apartment he switched on the lights, putting his gun back into his jeans. Taking the duffle to the bedroom he pulled out a pair of sweats for the night.

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The next day brought nothing but frustration for Heero. He had awoken early to contact Une at early when most people did not know she would already be at work, before her usual rigorous meetings with the ESUN council were being held. He had called from his cell and was intercepted by an automated message.

'This number has been selected to be blocked by the recipient. Please hang up or stay on the line for further info-'

Heero hung up quickly and went to his apartment's vid-phone, dialing from there. This time the blonde secretary of Une's thwarted his attempt to contact her. "Hello you have reached the number for at Preventer Head Quarter's how may I help you?"

"Patch me to her."

"I'm sorry sir but I am not allowed to do that until I receive a visual ID of who the caller is." Heero stepped into view of the camera. "I'm sorry sir but I am not allowed to patch you through at any time. Ms. Une has made it clear and I will not accept any further calls from you. Have a good day." The screen went black and Heero practically growled, hitting the redial button swiftly.

Once again, 'This number has been selected to be blocked by the rec-' Heero shut the call off before the voice could continue.

Heero looked around the room and scowled. His eyes settled on his laptop. Fine. She wanted to do this the hard way.

Heero took a nutrient bar from his bag and ate it quickly turning on the vid-screen to an international news channel and setting the volume on low. If Chang was going to do anything he wanted to know about it.

Settling in front of his laptop he booted it up and began running several programs in it. He wrote the parts of the Preventer's defense. He could break it just as easily. He simply needed time.

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Five hours later he was still working against one of his main firewalls. At least he knew that his work was solid. Unfortunately his laptop began to register blips in his own networking to get into the system. One of his programs had found the path he was using and was working to shut it down before he broke into the Preventer's database.

Finding the program he swiftly went about attempting to dismantle it. The pattern in the code was something he didn't recognize. And it was shifting rapidly, like someone was actually controlling it, not like it was a simple program running in the background...

Four more blips registered in his program. This shouldn't be happening. None of the programs he designed worked together to take down intruders. It was as if...someone else was inside trying to keep him out...

She had hired mavericks to keep him out. It was the only logical explanation. No system he heard of had AI and this was definitely intelligent pattern running.

Heero gritted his teeth. Fine, this made it easier anyway. Focusing on one of the programmers he began disassembling his code. It would have a leapfrog affect. Use him as a carrier.

He was getting closer and could practically feel the panic from whatever IT people Une had brought in as the adaptability began to decrease while unknown opponents were trying to think of ways to block him.

Suddenly the connection was cut. His screen sent up an error message. Network lost.

Heero was frustrated. He sent a quick email to Une and wasn't surprised when it bounced back.
She had blocked him out there as well.

Heero was growing impatient, it was already noon. Une was ignoring him. Still unable to get into the database at the Preventers. Wufei was probably well on his way in his attempt to take over the world.

Looking around the apartment he couldn't just sit there any longer. It was time to see Une.

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Entering the marble lobby of the Preventer Head Quarters wasn't difficult. It was a public building after all. Going around the main desk toward the stairwell wasn't that hard either. Once in the stairwell he turned to the emergency exit door that led out into the back lot and disconnected the wires for the alarm.

Heero then turned and went back tot he main lobby. His pass cards obviously would not work in this situation. Heading to the reception desk he looked at the women behind it, remembering not to glare, as Duo had always suggested.

The red-haired woman smiled inviting at him. "Good afternoon. How may I help you?"

"I would like to see Une."

The woman smiled became slightly larger. "And your name would be?"

"Trowa Barton."

She nodded again picking up the phone to call upstairs. Heero waited, glancing around the lobby. It was obvious she was not going to see him if he was 'Heero Yuy'. Duo already worked for her and Quatre and Wufei were to high profile to be. Trowa had yet to join the organization, unless there were very special circumstances, though Une continued to send monthly emails to try and convince him.

The woman hung up and smiled at him again. "If you can just have a seat over there," She motioned to the grey utilitarian couches in the corner of the lobby, "I'll let you know what to do in a minute." Heero nodded and walked over to the couches without glancing back.

Heero waited ten minutes before four security guards from around the lobby wandered over. The tall one in front spoke first, "I'm sorry sir but we're going to have to ask you to leave the premises." Heero glared. He could easily take these guys and head up the stairwell.

From across the lobby the elevator light came on. It would open in ten seconds… Heero's muscles started coiling ready to make a break for it…

Three more security personnel stepped out of the elevator, but did not approach. Simply stood and watched the group. The elevator doors shut.

Heero relaxed and nodded before walking out the main doors. The message was clear. He was not getting a talk with Une.

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Sitting that night, international news still on with the volume low, Heero was preparing. Dressed in a long sleeved tight shirt and gloves along with black tight stretchable cargo pants Heero was loading his pockets with lock picks and a variety of other assorted goods for infiltration missions.

He had his normal gun and a switchblade out on the table, debating which to take with him on his personal mission. Just as he settled for both, a new story flashed on the screen -

"There has been a sudden development in the race for Ambassador to the ESUN from the Asia Sector today. The candidate with second highest rankings in popular support, Qiu Wang, has stepped down today. He gave no reasoning for his unexpected decision and declined all interviews. This now places Chang Wufei in the leading position by forty percent to the next candidate."

Heero shut off the screen and headed out the door. He needed to get inside the Preventer's database tonight.

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Arriving in the back lot of the Preventer building wasn't hard. Neither was dodging the security patrol as they cruised past the back door to the emergency exit. Pulling the lock picks Heero went to work and was through in two minutes. Once inside he began running up the stairwell. He needed to get to the top floor, forty eight floors up.

Heero just started running up the stairs as quickly as possible. There were no cameras in the stairwell, as the budget when first opening the Preventer building did not allow for it. Heero for the first time was glad for this flaw in the security system when usually it would be the reason for some tension in his neck and the reason for sitting with his back to the wall of his cubicle during normal working hours in the office.

Upon reaching the top floor, breathing slightly heavier then he would normally; Heero pulled out a simple device containing a capacitor and hooked it to the electric lock that was on every floor's door that required a key card. Pressing the button there was a loud sound like a bug-zapper and a smooth click. The lock was open from the electrical short.

Entering the dark floor quickly, he made it to in front of her office and once again picked the lock. Once inside he went in and accessed her computer within minutes. Searching in the database he found information on Qiu Wang and printed it. In yellow bold on his status it indicated 'RELOCATION'

Heero did a quick search on Wufei Chang and found… nothing.

There was no past history, there was no investigation, and there was no information on Heero's supposedly current mission in aiding Wufei in any task he deemed necessary.

Doing a search on himself also came up with nothing. No past missions or history or current mission log.

Heero stilled. What should he do? The next step? He shut down the computer quickly and went to the elevators to get to the thirty second floor as the keycards were only needed in the elevators to go up.

Arriving led him to the hardcopy archives. Every person was listed in this room in alphabetical order. Making it to the agent section, Heero first started with Wufei. Looking up Chang, Heero found three agents in different branches but no Wufei. The folder was just missing.

Heero moved on to his file. Getting to the cabinet at the end he looked up Yuy and found three two-inch thick manila folders, all filled with past mission reports, medical and personal history and current mission status.

Picking up the first file it was all past missions, as was the second. Picking up the third Heero flipped to the front and his picture was there. Along with a report of a mission involving a rebel group based out of South America… It was the mission that he had been planning before he was reassigned to Wufei's case. But it was written as if it was being or had been carried out already.

Heero quickly flipped to the back page to find his mission status scanning quickly he found it at the bottom in bold.

AGENT STATUS: DECEASED

TBC...

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Till next time,

Silverserpent