Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of its characters. I just don't own any of this.

Author's notes: Hi again everyone! First of all I would like to point out a few things. In the prologue, I wrote that Sally was a brunette. I got to thinking that even though her hair looks more brown it is light enough to be classified as blond. So I went back and made sure to change her from a brunette to a blond. Next, I noticed some type-o's with the names and spelling, so that's fixed as well (the ones that I saw anyway). Sorry for the confusion. Finally, I'd like to thank all those who have reviewed my story: EuropaMoon, Jessi Lyn, TP, Relwarc, Amy, and hydra-star. I really appreciate your wonderful reviews guys and I hope you like this next one. Well, on with story!.

Chapter Three: The Fated Reunion

Narrator's POV (from here on out)

Sally walked out of her office building and glanced at her wrist. The watched showed that it was a quarter till five in the afternoon.

I guess I have time to stop by the store and buy something for dinner, she thought, making her way through the parking lot.

Her eyes caught sight of the charm bracelet she was wearing as she fished for the car keys in her purse. Sally again wondered who could be sending her those anonymous gifts. Suddenly frowning, she paused when something flitted through her memories. The charms were not the only gifts she had received anonymously. She now remembered getting unsigned flowers about two and a half years ago.

It was the time when her parents had died in a car accident. For a whole week, a dozen of her favorite cattleyas were delivered to her home each day. Even the florist who brought them did not know the name of their client. A comforting note always accompanied each bouquet. The messages never failed to make her feel better and now she wondered if they were from the same person who sends her the charms.

With a shake of her head, Sally heaved a tired sigh and slid into her car. She rubbed her neck and started the engine. As a social worker, she loved helping out the children who desperately needed their help. But getting stuck in the office the entire afternoon doing nothing but paper work was the less desirable part of her job.

Sally was carefully running the cases she handled that day in her mind when her cell phone rang suddenly. She took her eyes off the road for a second to see who the caller was. She pressed the call button before placing the phone next to her ear.

"Hi, Lucrecia," she said cheerfully. "I just got out of work. I'm stopping by the store to get dinner before I head on over there."

A groan from the other line was heard. "Sally, you don't have to keep doing this. I told you not to worry about anything."

"Hey, it's the least I can do," she told the other girl. "Think of it as my way of thanking you for letting me stay at your apartment for the pass few days while my house is being fumigated. I really appreciate it."

"I already told you it's no problem. What are friends for? Besides, you seem kinda depress after your birthday last week. I figure spending some quality time with your best friend wouldn't hurt."

Sally kept quiet, feeling a little embarrassed for the reason behind her behavior. After turning twenty-eight, it suddenly struck her that she had not yet settled down and was very much alone. She was not even in any relationship at the moment. And the last time she went out with anybody seemed like ages ago. It's not that she was not interested in dating. It was just that the guys she went out with were not who she was looking for.

Now if they had been more like Wufei, maybe …

Sally started and wondered were that thought came from. She shook her head and tried to pay attention to what her friend was saying on the other line.

"… don't have to worry about it. I'm making dinner since he's coming over tonight."

"Uh … who's coming?" Sally asked with a confused tone.

"Milliardo." There was a pause. "Sally, were you even paying attention? Is everything okay?"

"Sorry. I'm driving right now and was concentrating on the traffic." Sally winced at her lie and hoped her friend will not see through it. "Is there anything else you want me to get before I go home then?"

The blond inwardly sighed in relief when her question worked to distract her friend from what just happened. She listened as Lucrecia explained that everything was taken care of. Sally was about to hang up when the other girl spoke up again.

"On second thought, you could pick up something for me."

"Sure, what is it?" Sally heard papers shuffling in the background.

"Where did I write that …" Lucrecia mumbled over the phone. "Aha, here it is! I heard that the new bookstore down at Oakley St. just opened. I was wondering if you could make a quick stop over there 'cause there's this book I wanted to give to Milliardo. It's called …"

Once again the blond was lost in her own thoughts. Sometimes she could not help but be envious of Lucrecia and her fiancé. Sally could only hope that someday she can have a relationship as fulfilling as what Lucrecia and Milliardo had. She barely bit back a wistful sigh and refocused on the phone conversation.

" … doesn't really need it, but I think it'll help him get a better handle on the deal he's been working on."

"Er … what's it called again?"

"Sally!" exclaimed an exasperated Lucrecia. "I swear -"

"Sorry, sorry!" the other girl said quickly. "I told you I was -"

"Yeah, yeah. Driving. Traffic. Whatever. Listen, if something is bothering you…"

Sally managed to reassure her friend that everything was fine. After finally getting the book title, the blond social worker hung up and headed over to the commercial district. A few minutes later she found herself browsing through he shelves of Altron's: Bookstore and Café. With a book for herself in her hand. Sally finally wandered over to the financial section of the store and searched for the book Lucrecia wanted.

It did not take her long to find the book. The problem, however, was that it was placed on one of the higher shelves. Sally glanced around for a ladder or a footstool she can use, but found none. She eyed the shelf with a small frown before stretching out her arm towards the book. Deciding that it was not that far out of reach, the blond stretched some more until she was all but standing on her toes. She gave a grunt of satisfaction when her fingers brushed the book's spine.

Maybe if I give a little jump, she thought desperately.

Before she can act on her plan, another arm reached out from behind her and grabbed the book. Sally slumped in relief and turned around to thank the other person.

The black-haired man in front of her frowned at the book in his hands. "Your reading preferences sure have changed over the years."

The young woman stared in shock at the familiar looking man, jaws slightly unhinged. She noted his trim physique and the extra height he had put on over the last few years. His face had lost all its boyish features and was now more chiseled. His hair, though a little longer was still worn in the same hair style. In short she cannot help but think that the young man in front of her was quite handsome. Sally's mouth worked to open and close, but all she managed to croak out was the man's name.

"Wu -Wufei?"

Black eyes rose up to meet blue ones. Wufei frowned at Sally's stunned expression, not quite sure what to make out of it.

He handed the book to her and said, "Nice to see you too?" The sarcasm and annoyance in his voice were not hard to miss.

Sally blinked. "I …I'm sorry," she stammered, all flushed. "I was just … I wasn't expecting to see you. Again, that is."

She felt her cheeks redden even more under his cool scrutiny. When the Chinese man continued to remain quiet, Sally decided to fill the awkward silence with an explanation.

"It's not for me," she said in a rush, her chin lifting up. For some reason she wanted the younger man to know that she was still the same girl he had known.

"My friend ask me to pick it up for her."

She remembered the other book she had in her hand and held it up for Wufei to see. "This one's mine. I did a book report once on Pride and Prejudice back in high school and I thought I'd read more of her books."

Wufei glanced at the thick volume in front of him and read the title. The Complete Work of Jane Austen.

He couldn't help but cringed at the book. "I think you're better off with your friend's selection."

A small chuckle escaped Sally's lips. She felt some of the tension leave her body as they slipped back on familiar footing.

"You haven't changed a bit," she told him.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that," he replied with a smirk.

Author's notes: Okay people time to tell me what you think. I hope you all like it. And for the record I do love all of Jane Austen's books. I wasn't making fun of her at all. Anyway, I'll try to put up the next chapter by next week if I can. Later!

Next chapter: We get to see that what Wufei wants, Wufei gets.