Regretting Nothing - Part 21
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. Or the very interesting characters in it.
Author's Note: Some might say that I am slowly torturing you people. But, I wanted to make my story as complex as I could possibly make it. There should be a few more chapters to go. I want to surprise you. I hope I have been doing that all along. Back to the story.
Chris went back to Sidney's apartment. Chris went straight to the table that Quatre told him to look into. Chris took the drawer out so that he could rifle through it faster and easier. He pulled the files on the top out. Then, at the very bottom of the drawer, Chris found slips of paper.
"What are these?" said Chris out loud. He looked at them. They were prescriptions. He could only identify one drug. That one was for people who had insomnia. He drugged some people every once in awhile using that drug. It was a light drug. But, the others he couldn't identify. The prescriptions came from Saving Grace. So, Chris decided to talk to Angie at the hospital later. Chris also wanted to check on Sidney. However, he felt guilty that he was invading her privacy. He would apologize later for it.
* * *
Milliardo was done blowing his top, he stalked off to his room, and decided that it was better that he be alone for a while. Heero was trying to fix his laptop with no success. Quatre was pacing in his room, and praying that Chris had done what he had asked him to do. Wufei was reading some thing for one of his classes at Tokyo. Trowa had decided to go to the pool, and exercise by swimming for a while. Duo was calling the investors. Suddenly, Heero had a thought that had escaped him. He knew that everyone was separated for a while to cool off, and to get out of each other's hair, too.
"I just realized something. Where is Relena?" asked Heero in a quiet voice.
"I think that she is probably with one of her friends. Now that she knows all about the cameras, she wouldn't want to stay there. Even after, Ryan had taken them out. Also, we could still probably watch her without the cameras by following her. Wise woman. She knows who she is dealing with," said Wufei logically. He had admired Chris for having the courage to mess with them. He was a worthy adversary for Heero. Someone who could challenge him.
"Which friend? Chris or Angie? Maybe, even that friend, Steve," said Heero. He ran his fingers in his hair. He decided it was futile to try and fix his laptop. He would have to get a new one. Something was burning in his chest. The moment that Chris had the front desk clerk call for him. Chris was a good friend to Relena. No. A best friend. Something that Heero could never been. He couldn't even just be her friend. What he did was something an enemy would do. Chris had gone in, and did everything out of love. He did it all for his best friend. He didn't just stand up for her. He was there as her voice. Heero was pretty sure that Chris knew that Relena or Sidney had lied to him, but he was there for her nonetheless. Heero began to wonder if he could have done the same thing. Heero had saved her life many times, but he never openly stood up for her. Not in public any way. Chris was a better man than he was. Actually, both he and Sidney were better people than him in general. He thought of the intimacy that all her friends shared with her. They could all laugh and have fun together. They also stood up for each other. Heero shook his head, and wondered where all those thoughts had come from.
* * *
"Hey, Dr. Hart. That handsome, ultra fine friend of yours Chris is here to see you," said Nurse Clarke.
"Let him in, Ashley," said Angie. She wasn't expecting Chris at all. What if there was something wrong with Sidney?
"Hi, Angie," said Chris who looked very solemn. Nurse Clarke checked him out as she left the room. She was mouthing the word "fine" with her lips. Chris ignored her. They greeted each other with the standard hug and kiss on the cheeks.
"Hi, Chris. Is there something wrong with Sidney?" asked Angie with concerned eyes.
"That depends. What can you tell me about these medicines?" asked Chris as he handed the prescription slips to Angie.
Angie took them and looked at them. Her hair was up in a ponytail and sort swung around as her head moved. Chris waited patiently for an answer.
"First of all, this is from the psych board of this hospital. It's Dr. Gutierrez's handwriting. One of the drug is for insomnia and the others are for mild depression," said Angie, "It looks like Sidney never had them filled. Oh, no!"
"Wait a minute. Sidney has depression?" said in disbelief Chris. He couldn't believe it. Sidney never let on that she was depressed. Then again, she never showed when she was in any physically pain after some of her workouts, why would she show that she was in pain emotionally or mentally?
"How did you find out about these prescriptions?" asked Angie. She was sure that Sidney would have kept them well hidden in the apartment, and that Chris wouldn't go looking for them without a good reason.
"Quatre Winner. He caught up with me after I dropped off their stuff. I wasn't sure whether or not to trust him, but he seemed sincere. So, I decided to check it out. They dug through Sid's stuff, Angie. I can tell the hierarchy in that group. The only people we have to worry about are Heero Yuy and Milliardo Peacecraft. But, Peacecraft is out of the loop. That was plenty obvious. I am positive that Yuy was running things. He was the one giving orders. The Gundam pilots just followed them. Then again, it's a government job, and Yuy's pretty intimidating," said Chris. He had analyzed the situation quite well. Chris knew better than to underestimate Yuy.
"We have a bigger problem than those bloody twits, Chris. What about Sidney? What are we going to do?" asked Angie. Chris just looked at her. 'What are we going to do?' pondered Chris.
"Maybe, she doesn't want us to interfere, Angie. We have to except that. That's probably why she didn't say anything about the depression. In fact, I feel guilty just talking about it here," said Chris.
"But, Chris, something bad is happening to her. I just realized something. The nightmares. I bet they never went away. Remember, whenever she had those terrible nightmares we'd talk about, Chris," said Angie as she widen her eyes in realization.
"I didn't think much about them. I mean that didn't care. It's just that I thought that every one has nightmares," said Chris.
"They were always intense. When she first moved to D.C., I wanted her to move to my apartment with me, and be my roommate just like in Excelsior," revealed Angie.
Chris knew how much Angie valued having a place all to herself. This was very serious. Chris wasn't liking this one bit.
"What do you think we should do, Angie? Tell the psych board. Because that would get Sidney suspended," said Chris.
"No. We won't do that, Chris. Her career is her life. It defines who she is. But, I'll have the prescriptions filled here in the lab. After all, I work with terminally ill patients all the time. They get depress, and some don't sleep much. So, I can get these drugs no problem," said Angie with a determined voice.
"Won't you get in trouble, Angie?" asked Chris. He didn't want Angie to do anything she was uncomfortable with.
"Please, Chris, you weren't the only graduate out of Excelsior. I am the salutatorian, after all. Besides, I don't mind taking a risk for my friends. Especially, you and Sidney," said Angie with a slight smile on her face. Then, she was serious again. "I just realized something else. Sidney is, or rather was, a Peacecraft. She's had a rough childhood. Not monetary, wise, but in the sense of loss. Her biologically parents died when she was practically a baby. Her adoptive father was assassinated. Sidney even talked a very little bit about her adoptive mother's death by cancer. She also talked about the pressure of being the world's designated peacekeeper," finished Angie in soft voice.
Chris listened. He never thought that Sidney had that much strength. She was tough, but Chris didn't think she was that tough. Or maybe not, if she was suffering from depression.
"We have to do something. If it was mild before, it could be full blown now, Chris," added Angie. She thought that Chris was in deep thought. Probably, analyzing the situation like he always does.
"Quatre mentioned that I was probably the only person who could get through to her. But, I can't if she doesn't want my help. What am I suppose to do force her? That would be something Yuy and Peacecraft would do. I am not going to do that to her," Chris whispered softly.
Angie gazed at Chris. She didn't know Quatre Winner personally, but she agreed with him. If they didn't help her soon, they would lose her forever. That would be to death. Angie knew in her heart that Chris was the only one who could help her. No matter, how much Angie could wished she could do it, she couldn't.
"He's right. You have to help, Chris. You're the only one who has a chance. I don't think her brother can help her. I don't think any of the Gundam pilots can help her. I'll do the only thing that I can do for now, which is fill these prescriptions just in case. I know that we probably won't be able to get her to take them. But, you never know," Angie whispered softly. She felt her eyes blur. She wasn't going to lose one of her best friends. Not like this.
Chris came closer and enclosed her in a much-needed embrace. They both need it.
"It's alright. I'll do what I can," he whispered.
"We can't lose her. We'd lose a part of ourselves. She part of our family," sobbed Angie.
"I know. I won't let her go without a fight. I promise that for all three of us, Angie," whispered Chris.
"I'll be praying for all of us," said Angie.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. Or the very interesting characters in it.
Author's Note: Some might say that I am slowly torturing you people. But, I wanted to make my story as complex as I could possibly make it. There should be a few more chapters to go. I want to surprise you. I hope I have been doing that all along. Back to the story.
Chris went back to Sidney's apartment. Chris went straight to the table that Quatre told him to look into. Chris took the drawer out so that he could rifle through it faster and easier. He pulled the files on the top out. Then, at the very bottom of the drawer, Chris found slips of paper.
"What are these?" said Chris out loud. He looked at them. They were prescriptions. He could only identify one drug. That one was for people who had insomnia. He drugged some people every once in awhile using that drug. It was a light drug. But, the others he couldn't identify. The prescriptions came from Saving Grace. So, Chris decided to talk to Angie at the hospital later. Chris also wanted to check on Sidney. However, he felt guilty that he was invading her privacy. He would apologize later for it.
* * *
Milliardo was done blowing his top, he stalked off to his room, and decided that it was better that he be alone for a while. Heero was trying to fix his laptop with no success. Quatre was pacing in his room, and praying that Chris had done what he had asked him to do. Wufei was reading some thing for one of his classes at Tokyo. Trowa had decided to go to the pool, and exercise by swimming for a while. Duo was calling the investors. Suddenly, Heero had a thought that had escaped him. He knew that everyone was separated for a while to cool off, and to get out of each other's hair, too.
"I just realized something. Where is Relena?" asked Heero in a quiet voice.
"I think that she is probably with one of her friends. Now that she knows all about the cameras, she wouldn't want to stay there. Even after, Ryan had taken them out. Also, we could still probably watch her without the cameras by following her. Wise woman. She knows who she is dealing with," said Wufei logically. He had admired Chris for having the courage to mess with them. He was a worthy adversary for Heero. Someone who could challenge him.
"Which friend? Chris or Angie? Maybe, even that friend, Steve," said Heero. He ran his fingers in his hair. He decided it was futile to try and fix his laptop. He would have to get a new one. Something was burning in his chest. The moment that Chris had the front desk clerk call for him. Chris was a good friend to Relena. No. A best friend. Something that Heero could never been. He couldn't even just be her friend. What he did was something an enemy would do. Chris had gone in, and did everything out of love. He did it all for his best friend. He didn't just stand up for her. He was there as her voice. Heero was pretty sure that Chris knew that Relena or Sidney had lied to him, but he was there for her nonetheless. Heero began to wonder if he could have done the same thing. Heero had saved her life many times, but he never openly stood up for her. Not in public any way. Chris was a better man than he was. Actually, both he and Sidney were better people than him in general. He thought of the intimacy that all her friends shared with her. They could all laugh and have fun together. They also stood up for each other. Heero shook his head, and wondered where all those thoughts had come from.
* * *
"Hey, Dr. Hart. That handsome, ultra fine friend of yours Chris is here to see you," said Nurse Clarke.
"Let him in, Ashley," said Angie. She wasn't expecting Chris at all. What if there was something wrong with Sidney?
"Hi, Angie," said Chris who looked very solemn. Nurse Clarke checked him out as she left the room. She was mouthing the word "fine" with her lips. Chris ignored her. They greeted each other with the standard hug and kiss on the cheeks.
"Hi, Chris. Is there something wrong with Sidney?" asked Angie with concerned eyes.
"That depends. What can you tell me about these medicines?" asked Chris as he handed the prescription slips to Angie.
Angie took them and looked at them. Her hair was up in a ponytail and sort swung around as her head moved. Chris waited patiently for an answer.
"First of all, this is from the psych board of this hospital. It's Dr. Gutierrez's handwriting. One of the drug is for insomnia and the others are for mild depression," said Angie, "It looks like Sidney never had them filled. Oh, no!"
"Wait a minute. Sidney has depression?" said in disbelief Chris. He couldn't believe it. Sidney never let on that she was depressed. Then again, she never showed when she was in any physically pain after some of her workouts, why would she show that she was in pain emotionally or mentally?
"How did you find out about these prescriptions?" asked Angie. She was sure that Sidney would have kept them well hidden in the apartment, and that Chris wouldn't go looking for them without a good reason.
"Quatre Winner. He caught up with me after I dropped off their stuff. I wasn't sure whether or not to trust him, but he seemed sincere. So, I decided to check it out. They dug through Sid's stuff, Angie. I can tell the hierarchy in that group. The only people we have to worry about are Heero Yuy and Milliardo Peacecraft. But, Peacecraft is out of the loop. That was plenty obvious. I am positive that Yuy was running things. He was the one giving orders. The Gundam pilots just followed them. Then again, it's a government job, and Yuy's pretty intimidating," said Chris. He had analyzed the situation quite well. Chris knew better than to underestimate Yuy.
"We have a bigger problem than those bloody twits, Chris. What about Sidney? What are we going to do?" asked Angie. Chris just looked at her. 'What are we going to do?' pondered Chris.
"Maybe, she doesn't want us to interfere, Angie. We have to except that. That's probably why she didn't say anything about the depression. In fact, I feel guilty just talking about it here," said Chris.
"But, Chris, something bad is happening to her. I just realized something. The nightmares. I bet they never went away. Remember, whenever she had those terrible nightmares we'd talk about, Chris," said Angie as she widen her eyes in realization.
"I didn't think much about them. I mean that didn't care. It's just that I thought that every one has nightmares," said Chris.
"They were always intense. When she first moved to D.C., I wanted her to move to my apartment with me, and be my roommate just like in Excelsior," revealed Angie.
Chris knew how much Angie valued having a place all to herself. This was very serious. Chris wasn't liking this one bit.
"What do you think we should do, Angie? Tell the psych board. Because that would get Sidney suspended," said Chris.
"No. We won't do that, Chris. Her career is her life. It defines who she is. But, I'll have the prescriptions filled here in the lab. After all, I work with terminally ill patients all the time. They get depress, and some don't sleep much. So, I can get these drugs no problem," said Angie with a determined voice.
"Won't you get in trouble, Angie?" asked Chris. He didn't want Angie to do anything she was uncomfortable with.
"Please, Chris, you weren't the only graduate out of Excelsior. I am the salutatorian, after all. Besides, I don't mind taking a risk for my friends. Especially, you and Sidney," said Angie with a slight smile on her face. Then, she was serious again. "I just realized something else. Sidney is, or rather was, a Peacecraft. She's had a rough childhood. Not monetary, wise, but in the sense of loss. Her biologically parents died when she was practically a baby. Her adoptive father was assassinated. Sidney even talked a very little bit about her adoptive mother's death by cancer. She also talked about the pressure of being the world's designated peacekeeper," finished Angie in soft voice.
Chris listened. He never thought that Sidney had that much strength. She was tough, but Chris didn't think she was that tough. Or maybe not, if she was suffering from depression.
"We have to do something. If it was mild before, it could be full blown now, Chris," added Angie. She thought that Chris was in deep thought. Probably, analyzing the situation like he always does.
"Quatre mentioned that I was probably the only person who could get through to her. But, I can't if she doesn't want my help. What am I suppose to do force her? That would be something Yuy and Peacecraft would do. I am not going to do that to her," Chris whispered softly.
Angie gazed at Chris. She didn't know Quatre Winner personally, but she agreed with him. If they didn't help her soon, they would lose her forever. That would be to death. Angie knew in her heart that Chris was the only one who could help her. No matter, how much Angie could wished she could do it, she couldn't.
"He's right. You have to help, Chris. You're the only one who has a chance. I don't think her brother can help her. I don't think any of the Gundam pilots can help her. I'll do the only thing that I can do for now, which is fill these prescriptions just in case. I know that we probably won't be able to get her to take them. But, you never know," Angie whispered softly. She felt her eyes blur. She wasn't going to lose one of her best friends. Not like this.
Chris came closer and enclosed her in a much-needed embrace. They both need it.
"It's alright. I'll do what I can," he whispered.
"We can't lose her. We'd lose a part of ourselves. She part of our family," sobbed Angie.
"I know. I won't let her go without a fight. I promise that for all three of us, Angie," whispered Chris.
"I'll be praying for all of us," said Angie.