Regretting Nothing - Part 22
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters in Gundam Wing. But, here's a paradox for you: do I own Sidney Marquette, who is a new incarnation of Relena?
Author's Note: Everything is strained right now. The Gundam pilots and Milliardo just met Christopher Ryan. He really gave them a surprise. Angie and Chris both know about the unfilled prescriptions. Can one imagine the strain that Sidney must be under? Also, I used my birthplace as one of the locations. ^_^
Chris' apartment was just as much a testimony of himself as Sidney's apartment was to her. His apartment was modern sleek in design. It would remind one of Chris' lab. Angie's apartment was the coziest out of three. Her place was homey. Sidney was living in only a one-bedroom apartment, no matter how spacious it was; it was nothing compared to Chris'. Then again, out of the three, he made the most money. He was after all half of a multimillion-dollar company. His apartment was filled with toys. Well, the kind of toys a guy would love. Chris had a pool table in his living room in one of the open corners. There was a punching bag, and weights for lifting, as well as a bar in the balcony. He had a well-stocked kitchen. Chris' mother was Italian American and his father was Irish American. Chris could cook Italian meals in his kitchen, which was well stocked with kitchen gadgets. Although, both Angie and Sidney had had Chris' mother's cooking, and knew that no one was as good as Mrs. Ryan. Either way, Chris was still a better cook than Sidney. Actually, the best cook in the group was Angie. Her style was pan-Asian and she loved to bake sweets.
Chris' place was located in downtown, highly expensive, Washington D.C. While Sidney lived in Georgetown, and Angie lived in Norfolk, which was a far commute. Angie's condo was in a gated community. As doctors they made enough money to live in D.C., but opted to live away from it. There wasn't enough disposable income to spend on living in D.C. Chris preferred living in the area of where his offices were nearby. Although, at first glance, Chris' place looked too modern to be a home, but it had a lot of pictures of his family, Angie, and Sidney. He still displayed a lot of Sidney's old modeling shoots. He had a computer in the living room, but didn't believe that he should be working outside of the office, useless it was for a case. The computer was for emergencies.
The most interesting thing about Chris' apartment building was that it was originally a hotel. It was renovated and retrofitted. There was lobby downstairs that made it look like it was still a hotel. The lobby had a marble floor and large pillars. The front desk staff was always friendly. There was also one of the finest restaurant in D.C. downstairs that existed before the hotel changed to private apartments. It allowed for its tenants to eat free as part of the rent, and for the tenants' guests as well. The apartment made more money by having the restaurant. But, most tenants cooked in their own apartments. However, one could still call for room service. The building had top-notch security on it. When one came to visit a tenant, one would have to have the front desk clerk, John, call the apartment and check. The only place really open to the public was the restaurant. Sidney was staying in Chris' guest room. Chris lived in one of penthouses. Sidney didn't feel trap there like she did would if she were still Relena. Instead, Chris reassured that she could leave. In fact, that he would pick up her car for her. But, it was nice not to be alone. Maybe, the nightmares wouldn't come.
* * *
Chris, Angie, and Sidney were having dinner in Chris' apartment. Until the heat died down , so to speak, Sidney thought it would be safer for her to stay there. Chris had cook a simple pasta meal with Sidney's help. Sidney made the salad. While, Chris made the pasta and the soup. The soup was from his mother's scratch recipe. Angie had brought a flan for after dinner.
"Were you able to find all the cameras, Chris?" asked Sidney.
"Yes. You'll never guess where I found the last one?" said Chris with a wry look on his face. He had to tell her sooner or later because that would make him no better than them.
"Where?' asked Sidney as she ate a bit of pasta.
"In the vanity in your bedroom," said Chris fearing her reaction. Angie let out a gasp.
"Urgh. What the Hell?!" choked Sidney as tried to get some soda down. "In my vanity, where they could see me?!"
Her voice was now on the tinge of hysteria. Her blue eyes flickered. She bit her lip.
"I am going to hurt them. Who would think of putting in a camera in the vanity?" said Sidney out loud. "Wait. Heero. It had to be Heero. Oh, that's it! I'll get him! That son of a bitch! God dammit!"
"Yes, I overheard Peacecraft yell at him, as I was making a hasty exit," reported Chris, "I didn't hear anymore. Peacecraft got mad at him, and the rest of the Gundam pilots."
"Who is Heero Yuy in all of this? I mean I know he was the pilot who had the final fight with Zechs Marquise when the White Fang tried to take over. But, he seems like so much more," said Angie thoughtfully.
"He is a phantom. He was the first of the Gundam pilots that I met. I met him right after the Operation Meteor was first launched. I was on the beach, and he landed there. I guess my first mistake was taking off his helmet. He freaked and when the ambulance came to help him, he knocked out the EMTs and took off running. On top of that he stole the ambulance. Later on I found out he was in my school, so in an effort to make him feel welcomed, I invited him to my fifteenth birthday party. Do you know what he did? Of course, you don't. He ripped the invitation in half, and then I started to cry. I was a baby then, and a real wimp. Then, he leaned forward, and wiped a tear off my face, and then he said, 'I am going to kill you,'" Sidney finished. She had a tone of mockery in voice.
"Did he use those exact words: 'I am going to kill you'? But, he's never done it. That's obvious. I guess when you're an assassin who's trained to have no one know your identity, it would be important to eliminate anyone who could identify you. According to the files l broke into, Heero Yuy isn't his real name. His real name is unknown. The original Heero Yuy was a slain leader of the colonies. Heero Yuy, the one we're having problems with, was raised by a scientist by the name of…" Chris informed.
"Dr. J. He raised Heero to be a weapon for the colonies. Heero is a cold machine. Heero has no emotions. He is like a mobile doll. Unlike, the mobile suit he once piloted, there is no one inside. He doesn't have a soul," interrupted Sidney in a cold voice.
"But, why does he seem like the most adamant out of the Gundam pilots?" asked Chris. He knew that he was only hearing one side of the story. He didn't question Sidney to make her feel like she was wrong. Rather, he did it because he wanted to be fair. Heero Yuy wasn't getting a say in their conversation. Therefore, Chris had to play the Devil's advocate. Not that Chris thought it Heero was the Devil, because Chris didn't believe that anyone didn't have a soul.
"I don't see how you can defend him, Chris. He threaten Sidney once," said Angie. As she ate some pasta.
"It's his mission. Heero is a soldier. He accepts missions. He can't fail. If it's his mission to bring me back, then I can guarantee you that he's not going to quit," said Sidney in a hopeless voice. "Heero used to come and save me from various things. That was when I was treated like a little delicate princess. He's threaten me more than once. It became his greeting. He never did it. I have no idea why. I suppose he was being sadistic. But, it got to the point where I never took his threats too seriously."
"What about your brother?" asked Angie.
"I don't have a brother. Milliardo was never there when I grew up. Siblings are suppose to grow up together. It doesn't feel like we're even related. So much for blood being thicker than water. He is a stranger to me. Just as much as I am a stranger to him. We can't be a family, not after all that's happened," said Sidney in a soft voice. She had let go. Sidney had no faith in them. They had given her very little cause to have faith in them.
"What is it that you want?" asked Chris.
That was an odd question. In her old life, everyone always went out of their way to give her what she wanted. What was worse was that they assumed they thought they knew what she wanted. Chris and Angie knew her better than anyone, but Chris still had the courtesy to actually ask her.
"I want them out of my life for good. I want what's mine back. I can't spend the rest of my life fighting them, and never having any peace of my own. I don't want to hid anymore. They have done enough damage. Look what they have done in such a short time. They violated my privacy and kept me away from my own patients. I have to hide out here like I did something wrong. This is my life. Not theirs. I know that it sounds selfish, but I have given enough of my life to others," Sidney spoke with a clear, soft strong voice. It had determination in it.
"You deserve to live your own life. You're entitled to it. You can't let them take it from you. As far as I am concerned you are Sidney Marquette, my best friend, and not Relena Darlian Peacecraft who became a shell from which Sidney Marquette emerged from. You are a survivor," agreed Angie. Chris was in deep thought. He knew that Sidney wasn't telling the whole story. But, he and Angie had agreed not to push her. If she wanted to tell the whole story, then Chris was the one who would be there to hear it.
"What happens now?" asked Angie who looked at Chris because he hadn't said anything in a while.
"We wait," said Sidney, "As for the camera in my bedroom, I already got Heero by having Chris put the computer virus in his firewall. It should have destroyed everything."
"It did. I saw when went there. Heero's computer looked like it wasn't working at all," said Chris in a quiet voice.
"I just have to take consolation for now that I got Heero where it hurts. His laptop. But, that doesn't mean it's over yet," said Sidney, "Everything will be alright guys. Things will eventually fall back into place more or less. Not that everything will be the same, but everything should be fine."
Angie and Chris looked at each other. They sure hoped so.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters in Gundam Wing. But, here's a paradox for you: do I own Sidney Marquette, who is a new incarnation of Relena?
Author's Note: Everything is strained right now. The Gundam pilots and Milliardo just met Christopher Ryan. He really gave them a surprise. Angie and Chris both know about the unfilled prescriptions. Can one imagine the strain that Sidney must be under? Also, I used my birthplace as one of the locations. ^_^
Chris' apartment was just as much a testimony of himself as Sidney's apartment was to her. His apartment was modern sleek in design. It would remind one of Chris' lab. Angie's apartment was the coziest out of three. Her place was homey. Sidney was living in only a one-bedroom apartment, no matter how spacious it was; it was nothing compared to Chris'. Then again, out of the three, he made the most money. He was after all half of a multimillion-dollar company. His apartment was filled with toys. Well, the kind of toys a guy would love. Chris had a pool table in his living room in one of the open corners. There was a punching bag, and weights for lifting, as well as a bar in the balcony. He had a well-stocked kitchen. Chris' mother was Italian American and his father was Irish American. Chris could cook Italian meals in his kitchen, which was well stocked with kitchen gadgets. Although, both Angie and Sidney had had Chris' mother's cooking, and knew that no one was as good as Mrs. Ryan. Either way, Chris was still a better cook than Sidney. Actually, the best cook in the group was Angie. Her style was pan-Asian and she loved to bake sweets.
Chris' place was located in downtown, highly expensive, Washington D.C. While Sidney lived in Georgetown, and Angie lived in Norfolk, which was a far commute. Angie's condo was in a gated community. As doctors they made enough money to live in D.C., but opted to live away from it. There wasn't enough disposable income to spend on living in D.C. Chris preferred living in the area of where his offices were nearby. Although, at first glance, Chris' place looked too modern to be a home, but it had a lot of pictures of his family, Angie, and Sidney. He still displayed a lot of Sidney's old modeling shoots. He had a computer in the living room, but didn't believe that he should be working outside of the office, useless it was for a case. The computer was for emergencies.
The most interesting thing about Chris' apartment building was that it was originally a hotel. It was renovated and retrofitted. There was lobby downstairs that made it look like it was still a hotel. The lobby had a marble floor and large pillars. The front desk staff was always friendly. There was also one of the finest restaurant in D.C. downstairs that existed before the hotel changed to private apartments. It allowed for its tenants to eat free as part of the rent, and for the tenants' guests as well. The apartment made more money by having the restaurant. But, most tenants cooked in their own apartments. However, one could still call for room service. The building had top-notch security on it. When one came to visit a tenant, one would have to have the front desk clerk, John, call the apartment and check. The only place really open to the public was the restaurant. Sidney was staying in Chris' guest room. Chris lived in one of penthouses. Sidney didn't feel trap there like she did would if she were still Relena. Instead, Chris reassured that she could leave. In fact, that he would pick up her car for her. But, it was nice not to be alone. Maybe, the nightmares wouldn't come.
* * *
Chris, Angie, and Sidney were having dinner in Chris' apartment. Until the heat died down , so to speak, Sidney thought it would be safer for her to stay there. Chris had cook a simple pasta meal with Sidney's help. Sidney made the salad. While, Chris made the pasta and the soup. The soup was from his mother's scratch recipe. Angie had brought a flan for after dinner.
"Were you able to find all the cameras, Chris?" asked Sidney.
"Yes. You'll never guess where I found the last one?" said Chris with a wry look on his face. He had to tell her sooner or later because that would make him no better than them.
"Where?' asked Sidney as she ate a bit of pasta.
"In the vanity in your bedroom," said Chris fearing her reaction. Angie let out a gasp.
"Urgh. What the Hell?!" choked Sidney as tried to get some soda down. "In my vanity, where they could see me?!"
Her voice was now on the tinge of hysteria. Her blue eyes flickered. She bit her lip.
"I am going to hurt them. Who would think of putting in a camera in the vanity?" said Sidney out loud. "Wait. Heero. It had to be Heero. Oh, that's it! I'll get him! That son of a bitch! God dammit!"
"Yes, I overheard Peacecraft yell at him, as I was making a hasty exit," reported Chris, "I didn't hear anymore. Peacecraft got mad at him, and the rest of the Gundam pilots."
"Who is Heero Yuy in all of this? I mean I know he was the pilot who had the final fight with Zechs Marquise when the White Fang tried to take over. But, he seems like so much more," said Angie thoughtfully.
"He is a phantom. He was the first of the Gundam pilots that I met. I met him right after the Operation Meteor was first launched. I was on the beach, and he landed there. I guess my first mistake was taking off his helmet. He freaked and when the ambulance came to help him, he knocked out the EMTs and took off running. On top of that he stole the ambulance. Later on I found out he was in my school, so in an effort to make him feel welcomed, I invited him to my fifteenth birthday party. Do you know what he did? Of course, you don't. He ripped the invitation in half, and then I started to cry. I was a baby then, and a real wimp. Then, he leaned forward, and wiped a tear off my face, and then he said, 'I am going to kill you,'" Sidney finished. She had a tone of mockery in voice.
"Did he use those exact words: 'I am going to kill you'? But, he's never done it. That's obvious. I guess when you're an assassin who's trained to have no one know your identity, it would be important to eliminate anyone who could identify you. According to the files l broke into, Heero Yuy isn't his real name. His real name is unknown. The original Heero Yuy was a slain leader of the colonies. Heero Yuy, the one we're having problems with, was raised by a scientist by the name of…" Chris informed.
"Dr. J. He raised Heero to be a weapon for the colonies. Heero is a cold machine. Heero has no emotions. He is like a mobile doll. Unlike, the mobile suit he once piloted, there is no one inside. He doesn't have a soul," interrupted Sidney in a cold voice.
"But, why does he seem like the most adamant out of the Gundam pilots?" asked Chris. He knew that he was only hearing one side of the story. He didn't question Sidney to make her feel like she was wrong. Rather, he did it because he wanted to be fair. Heero Yuy wasn't getting a say in their conversation. Therefore, Chris had to play the Devil's advocate. Not that Chris thought it Heero was the Devil, because Chris didn't believe that anyone didn't have a soul.
"I don't see how you can defend him, Chris. He threaten Sidney once," said Angie. As she ate some pasta.
"It's his mission. Heero is a soldier. He accepts missions. He can't fail. If it's his mission to bring me back, then I can guarantee you that he's not going to quit," said Sidney in a hopeless voice. "Heero used to come and save me from various things. That was when I was treated like a little delicate princess. He's threaten me more than once. It became his greeting. He never did it. I have no idea why. I suppose he was being sadistic. But, it got to the point where I never took his threats too seriously."
"What about your brother?" asked Angie.
"I don't have a brother. Milliardo was never there when I grew up. Siblings are suppose to grow up together. It doesn't feel like we're even related. So much for blood being thicker than water. He is a stranger to me. Just as much as I am a stranger to him. We can't be a family, not after all that's happened," said Sidney in a soft voice. She had let go. Sidney had no faith in them. They had given her very little cause to have faith in them.
"What is it that you want?" asked Chris.
That was an odd question. In her old life, everyone always went out of their way to give her what she wanted. What was worse was that they assumed they thought they knew what she wanted. Chris and Angie knew her better than anyone, but Chris still had the courtesy to actually ask her.
"I want them out of my life for good. I want what's mine back. I can't spend the rest of my life fighting them, and never having any peace of my own. I don't want to hid anymore. They have done enough damage. Look what they have done in such a short time. They violated my privacy and kept me away from my own patients. I have to hide out here like I did something wrong. This is my life. Not theirs. I know that it sounds selfish, but I have given enough of my life to others," Sidney spoke with a clear, soft strong voice. It had determination in it.
"You deserve to live your own life. You're entitled to it. You can't let them take it from you. As far as I am concerned you are Sidney Marquette, my best friend, and not Relena Darlian Peacecraft who became a shell from which Sidney Marquette emerged from. You are a survivor," agreed Angie. Chris was in deep thought. He knew that Sidney wasn't telling the whole story. But, he and Angie had agreed not to push her. If she wanted to tell the whole story, then Chris was the one who would be there to hear it.
"What happens now?" asked Angie who looked at Chris because he hadn't said anything in a while.
"We wait," said Sidney, "As for the camera in my bedroom, I already got Heero by having Chris put the computer virus in his firewall. It should have destroyed everything."
"It did. I saw when went there. Heero's computer looked like it wasn't working at all," said Chris in a quiet voice.
"I just have to take consolation for now that I got Heero where it hurts. His laptop. But, that doesn't mean it's over yet," said Sidney, "Everything will be alright guys. Things will eventually fall back into place more or less. Not that everything will be the same, but everything should be fine."
Angie and Chris looked at each other. They sure hoped so.