Heero nodded. "Let's hear it."
"Do you still have those walkie talkies with headsets?"
Heero nodded again and withdrew them from his deep pockets located on the side of his pants above his knees. He handed one of the sets to Duo and turned his on turning down the volume a bit. Duo took his from the shaggy haired pilot who sat across from him and placed the set on his head and the walkie talkie in his pocket after turning it on.
"Testing, testing." Heero said in a low whisper into his mic.
Duo gave a thumbs up and then said. "Ok here's the plan buddy, if they caught Hanami they have to have caught the others. I mean you and I both know Kawa and Hanami are inseparable, and then Trowa sticks to Kawa like glue. So it would only make sense."
Heero just nodded.
"Anyways Heero, you and are going to split up. I'm going to go left down this shaft and you're going right. When you find someone inform me and after about an hour we'll meet back here. Understood."
Heero smiled and nodded and for old times sake said, "Mission accepted."
Duo returned the smile and headed off in his direction on his hands and knees, while Heero turned right and crawled in his.
Neko sat in a cold damp cell, her head was throbbing and blood trickled down the side of her face. She had recently come out of unconsciousness and her brown eyes had just become accustomed to the darkness. Her gaze wandered around the small room and then fell on a limp form beside her. She stared at it a bit puzzled her throbbing head taking time to register what it could possibly be, she reached for it with her right hand and discovered that it was handcuffed to her left hand. She gave a sigh and then reached out with both hands and pulled on the limp form, with a slight groan the body rolled onto it's back and Neko at once knew who it was.
"Quatre!" she half whispered half yelled. "Quatre, honey wake up!"
She shook him gently and the handsome blonde hair pilot opened his cobalt blue eyes and found himself staring up into the lovely face of his girlfriend.
"Neko.." he said weakly.
"Oh Quatre..you're ok" she said tears forming.
"Where are we?" he asked while trying to sit up.
Neko tried to help him as much as she could and explained all she knew.
"All I know is that we're trapped in some kind of cell. Maybe in Rolthen's base."
Quatre nodded and then decided it wasn't a good idea. He put his hand to his forehead and winced as he toughed the large bump that extended from it.
"I'm glad your ok." he said still wincing. "And I'm glad were together."
Neko smiled and laid her head on his shoulder. "Do you think we'll get out of here?" she asked.
Quatre nodded and took her hand in his own. "With Duo and Heero still free, I guarantee it."
Neko smiled. "Yea we can always depend on those two…"
"Yes" he sighed. "Yes we can."
The two lovers sat silently in the darkness. Neko had drifted off to sleep, and Quatre sat thinking of other means to escape, just in case Heero and Duo couldn't come to their rescue. A few long minutes went by and then the cell door opened a head of them, bright light flooding in blinding Quatre and waking Neko. In the doorway stood a guard. His body silhouetted in the light.
"You come with me." he said gruffly.
"Me?" Quatre asked.
"No you're girlfriend." the man said.
Neko looked to Quatre winking a bit and then jumped up and swung her fists, and cuffs into the guard's side and ran out the door. Quatre did the same but found five or six guards awaiting them in the hall.
"Heh, we thought you might try that," their leader said. "So we brought extra troops, and man are you going to be sorry you tried to escape."
Neko glared and was taken by two of the soldiers one on each of her arms. Quatre on the other hand was lead back into the cell to wait in the darkness.
After the cell door was secured and locked the five soldiers escorted Neko down a number of hallways and stairs to a brown wooden door. The leader of the soldiers knocked and said.
"We have the mechanic as you asked for sir!" he said.
The voice of Rolthen came from the other side. "Bring her in Johnson."
Johnson, the leader, opened the door and then guided Neko in roughly by the arm. The room the group walked into was small and contained a chair with leather restraints, a fire, and a iron rod. Rolthen stood at the far end accompanied by another soldier. Neko stared at the restraining chair wondering what they were going to do to her, and prayed they weren't going to use the iron rod. Johnson stood behind her and saluted to Rolthen and then closed the large wooden door to help block out any screams that were to be heard.