Pregnant at 15
Part 8
By Izzy
Rated PG13
Email: prncssprsfne@yahoo.com
All standard disclaimers apply.
~Success is sweetest to those who never succeed.
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Relena began to hyperventilate. The news flash told her that something had happened to her brother. Haziel grabbed a sheet of paper and began to fan her mother's face with it.
"Mom, mom, calm down. It'll be okay. He's rich, right?" Haziel cracked a smile. "You can count on all the expensive doctors they're probably gonna hire to help him."
Elena and Flora helped her onto the couch, and then Elena ran off to find a paper bag. A few minutes of breathing into it and Relena had finally settled down ... well, enough to talk.
"Everyone, pack your bags, now," Relena ordered the fifteen year olds.
"Where are we going Mom?" Haziel asked.
"The Cinq Kingdom."
"For how long?" Elena inquired. She crossed her fingers behind her back.
"Bring enough for two weeks. I really don't know how long."
Elena and Flora whooped. "Vacation!"
Relena put on her "politcal" voice. "Flora, normally I would ask you to go stay with a neighbor, but this is far too serious. As you heard, members of OZ have come out of hiding and you three, with the exception of Flora's parents, are the only people who know who I really am. It would be dangerous to leave you here by yourself. I'll leave a message on your mother's answering machine."
All three ran off to get their stuff while Relena began to dial Korina's number. "Korina? This is Lana. Something's come up and I think you already know if you've been watching tv. You know where I am. Don't worry, Flora's with me. She'll be in safe hands. Bye."
Relena hung up and the phone and picked it back up, this time dialing a different number. "Pagan? ..."
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An hour later at the airport:
"Mom, what ARE we doing here? We don't have any tickets and we didn't bring any money," Elena whined. Relena rolled her eyes.
"Just wait and watch. Keep your eyes open," Relena told her, rather annoyed. *Elena reminds me so much of my bitch days. She doesn't want to do anything that she THINKS doesn't have any meaning.*
A single shuttle landed on the field in front of them. An old man jumped out of the door on one side. The kids looked over at Relena as she dropped her suitcase, walked over to the old man and hugged him.
"Thank you so much for coming. You don't know how grateful I am." He grabbed her bag, but Relena took it back. "Pagan, I'm not pampered anymore. I can carry my own things." He gave her a slight nod and continued on his way back to the shuttle.
Relena motioned with her head for them to follow. They ran to catch up.
"Mom, who is that?"
"THAT is Pagan. He's been my butler ever since I was a little girl."
Haziel turned to Elena. "Tight! Mom had a butler!"
Relena rolled her eyes. "Hon, I had a lot more than you think."
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In the Cinq Kingdom:
Pagan had parked the limo (BLACK) at the airport.
"Cool!" Elena squealed.
"We get to ride in a LIMO!" Flora finished.
Relena was unmoved. "Paga, can you stop at the hospital, please?" Relena sounded anxious.
"Of course, Miss Relena." She smiled.
Elena leaned over to Flora. "That's weird. Everybody calls my mom Ms. Lana. Now, everyone here is gonna call her Ms. Relena."
Flora stifled a giggle. "At least now you know how you got your name." Elena gave her a confused look. "Relena? Elena?" Elena's face didn't change. "Forget it," Flora said, rolling her eyes.
As soon as the car was parked, Relena practically jumped out of the car. Haziel, Elena and Flora follwed in tow, Pagan leading them all.
"Does this mean that we get to see Milliardo Peacecraft?" Haziel asked, a little excited.
"That's your UNCLE, Haziel. And maybe, if they let us," Relena answered.
Haziel turned to Flora and Elena. "Yeah, that's right! I forgot for a second," he whispered to them. Elena rolled her eyes at him and gave him a bored look.
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Inside the hospital:
Relena walked into the hospital and headed directly for the waiting room where the others were obviously waiting.
"Hey, you can't go in there!" the lady at the desk called after her.
Pagan turned to the woman. "Don't worry, miss. They're friends."
The woman didn't seem pleased. "I'm sorry, but you can't go in there without proper ID."
Relena was getting impatient ... and pissed off. "GOD DAMN IT! I'll show you my frigging ID later! Just let me go in!" The woman nodded, a little scared, and let them go.
Relena turned to the kids with a serious expression on her face. "Stay here."
"But Mom!" Relena glared at Elena.
"Don't argue with me! Your father is in there. I can feel it. Pagan, can you stay with them please?" He nodded and Relena rushed in.
"Who do you think you are?" Duo called out to her.
She ignored him. "How is he?"
Duo frowned. "Who are you?"
Relena glared daggers at him. "Nice to see you, too, Maxwell." Everyone quieted when Heero spoke up.
"Relena?"
Relena smirked. "No, Lana Darlain. Is anyone gonna answer my question?"
Noin practically lept from her seat to give Relena a hug. "Well, LANA, he's supposed to be doing fine, but we're not allowed to see him." Relena let out a sigh of relief. Noin looked near tears. "But you're here, so we have something else to concentrate on." Relena grabbed her left hand.
"You finally got married to him?" Relena looked down. "Of course, Haziel was watching it on tv. He adores Milliardo."
"Who's Haziel?" Just as Relena was about to answer, Pagan walked in.
"Miss Relena, they're hungry, and I'm sure you must be, too." Relena reached for her bag when Quatre got up and took her arm.
"Come on, Relena, I'll pay for it."
A woman with mid-back-length black hair and green eyes spoke up. "Quatre, could you bring Ian?" Relena turned to the woman.
"Isabelle? (AN: Yep, me! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! ... um ... sorry.) You and Quatre ...?" She nodded and Relena smiled.
She and Quatre continued out the door with the 12-year-old boy, who had Quatre's hair but Isabelle's eyes following them.
As soon as the door was shut and all the kids were lined up in front of them, Quatre enveloped her in a hug, lifting her off the ground a bit. They were watched by eight curious eyes. Relena let out a chuckle. "You all should know not to stare."
Elena's brow furrowed. That man just looked so much like one of the Gundam pilots. "Isn't that-"
"Quatre Raberba Winner," Quatre finished. "And this is Ian."
They began to walk outside back to the limo. "I see you haven't dropped the habit of saying your whole name." Quatre turned to Relena with a questioning look on his face.
"Quatre, this is Flora, our next door neighbor. She's staying with us this week while her mother's out on business."
"OUR neighbor? Don't tell me that these are ... But the boy looks exactly like ..."
"This is my son, Haziel and his twin sister, Elena."
Quatre's eyes widened and his jaw clenched. He turned back towards the door. "I'm going to kill him. He is going to DIE at my hands."
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