After the fight, we figured that the first thing to do is to find ourselves a haven from our enemies. Even though fear of being discovered is a factor why we decided to lay low for a couple of days, Garrod figured that the SRA had thought that they had completely wiped out Satelicon, and that they will no longer do deploy any search and destroy units. Besides, the Double X seemed to have suffered some damage in its thrusters during the battle, and Garrod need to do some repairs on it. We were hidden in a wreckage of a Colony, one of the silent monuments of the last war, but miraculously still have enough energy to provide light and oxygen for us. As Garrod began his work, I salvage some food that was still in my G-Falcon. The rations will provide both of us for a couple of days, enough for us to formulate a plan. If we had one…

As soon as Garrod had partially fixed DX's thrusters, he sat beside me and took his share of the food I offered him. I couldn't eat mine, though, as I am still, well, brooding. To be honest, it has never been part of my system. But that is all I could do in that moment.

"So." Garrod began as soon as he finished eating. "Where do we start?"

"Huh?" I asked, still distracted.

"Are you going to avenge Satelicon?" Garrod asked matter-of-factly. Sometimes it surprised me how similar we both are, a part of me wanted to carry on the Commander's last order as well. But I felt so confused. For the first time, I find myself facing the future in uncertainty, alone and abandoned. In fact, the guilt of not bening able to be with my family, twice, at the end of everything was more than I would want to bear. I was beginning to wonder if it was even worth the effort. "I..I don't know." I whispered. Tears began falling from my eyes. Which surprised me really, since I thought I've already cried myself out, but still they came, I was beginning to feel like a dam. "Even if I could, there's nothing for me to go back to."

"There's the Earth." Garrod said gently. "You can always go there with Tifa and me."

I smiled despite myself. The guy was trying to cheer me up, but he couldn't really understand how it feels to lose something important.

"You're probably thinking." Garrod began, looking at the Gundam's silhouette from the hull. "That I really have no right to say that. But it's just that..." he sighed. "I remember when Tifa was taken away from me. How I was helpless I felt to save her as she was forced to go to space. I thought I lost her forever. That I'll never see her again." The boy began to chuckle. "She was everything to me. I thought I was about to go mad. But everyone… everyone from the Freeden told me I have to go after her, that I shouldn't give up hope. Tifa told me that in the future, we may never see each other again. I wanted to prove it wrong.  I won't let that happen. I wanted to change that future."

"Tifa is very special to you, huh?" I asked him, seeing how unusually somber he was. His face was so sad, I began to think that this person was willing to go to space...alone and unaided, simply to do something that was probably next to impossible.

"She is." Garrod admitted grimly. "I was a moron back then. I could have told her how I feel about her. At least, this time, even if I die, she knows this. But..." he looked at me seriously. "I wanted to help you too. Whatever it takes, the Gundam and I will help you against the SRA."

I looked at my half-eaten food. Thinking what Garrod just said. A fight against the future, despite how bleak and hopeless that future is. Garrod knew that anytime both of us may die in space, but this doesn't stop his goal to see the girl he loved. For a minute I wonder what kind of person this Tifa girl is and how she made such a tremendous impact to this boy. I find myself looking at the Gundam, and as Peter's words echoed in my head how the Satellite Cannon can aid us against the Colony Laser, an idea began to form in my head. I decided to give it a shot.

This maybe my only way to honor Satelicon's memory, and avenge for the loss.

"Hey, Garrod." I began, still staring at the Gundam. "What does the Earth look like? You just picked up my curiousity…"

*****

Garrod and I began a plan to destroy the Colony Laser. As I began showing him some background on the weapon and how it was used during the war, he whistled in disbelief and said. "The Colonies created such destructive weapons."

"Ah, but the Federation's Gundam X was created to destroy Colonies." I reminded him. "Frankly, I think both sides were terrible during the war."

"Point taken." My friend nodded. "You still wanted to do this?"

"Yeah. This will be the chance for us to rescue Tifa. The news of Zaider taking Tifa with him for the Laser's completion is actually a good break for both of us. "You just concentrate on firing that huge ugly thing, I'll get Tifa for you." I stretched out my hand. "Good luck."

He nodded as he took my hand and gave a firm shake. "You too." He said. "Let's return to Earth. The three of us."

I nodded as I climbed on the G-Falcon and began inputting the demand message to Zaider in my computer. "You want a code name for this?" I asked him.

"How about 'Blazing Mobile Suit Pilot'?" Garrod said, grinning. I felt a sweatdrop forming on my head. He looked at me suspiciously, obviously noticed my unflattering expression. "What?" he asked.

"Oh. Nothing, nothing!" I said hastily as I typed in the name despite myself.

"What about yours?" Garrod asked, leaning over my shoulder and reading the letter as well. I have already decided my code name a while ago.

"The Ghost of Satelicon." I replied. Garrod nodded, understanding. As he vaulted, floating by the zero gravity towards DX's cockpit, I strapped myself on the seat and concentrated on the operation.

"That's right." I murmured. "The three of us, let's all go to Earth." As the G-Falcon and the Double X headed to the field of stars, it was still engraved in my mind.