Believe
Part 4
By Izzy
All standard disclaimers apply. Hey ya'll! I'm back!!! I've had so much homework so ya'll can stop bitchin about the time I get parts out. It's like you guys are frigging addicted to this shit. Oh and-bawal umihi dito. Hehe. Translation at the bottom.
Ok, if you're just tuning in now, here are the addresses for the other three parts and prologue:
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Hilde and the rest of the gang were at the hospital fawning over the new triplets. Bryn, especially. Besides her brother Troy, she hadn't seen any other babies, and was investigating them. (AN: hehe. Axisor, email me!)
Relena was back at home getting ready for her delayed meeting. Actually, she had left really early, and she was just sitting on her balcony thinking. A lone tear ran down her cheek and she quickly wiped it away.
Heero's image was permanently seared in her brain. She would never forget that handsome face ...
A shooting star shot across the night sky, and she shut her eyes tight. "If there is a God," she whispered, "please let Heero be alive."
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The next day:
Sean and Odin walked into a small office at the Preventor's Headquarters. Odin walked slowly behind Sean, taking in all that was around him. This place seemed so familiar ...
A middle-aged woman was seated behind a huge desk. "May I help you?"
Sean smiled warmly at her. "Yes, we're here to see Lt. Noin." Odin turned around to look at his surroundings. Something about that place ...
"Do you have an appointment?" the woman asked, raising her eyebrows.
"She just said to stop by whenever it was convenient-"
"Sean! Come on it!" Lt. Noin stuck her head out the door of her office.
Odin whirled around, and all the blood drained from Lt. Noin's face. "Oh my god," she whispered.
"What? Do you know him?" Sean asked.
Lt. Noin jerked her head to look at Sean. "C-come in," she stammered. "Quick!"
Odin frowned, and his Prussian eyes clouded over. Still, he followed the young boy into the office.
Lt. Noin sat down at her desk and began typing furiously. After a minute, she turned the monitor to the side to give them a good view.
Odin's eyes widened. "That's-that's me," he stuttered.
"Welcome back, Heero."
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The End!!!
Got ya! I thought you guys were going to have a hernia or somethin! I would never do that to you! Hey! Yeah, you! Put those scissors down!
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"Welcome home, Heero."
"Heero?" Odin asked.
"Yeah, that's your name. Heero Yuy. Don't you remember?" Noin frowned visibly.
"Remember?"
"You seriously don't remember." Noin was shocked. "Oh god," she whispered. Then she grabbed the phone off its cradle and quickly dialed a number. "Sally Po? Yeah, it's me, Noin. Can you come down? We have sort of a ... problem. Good, and make it quick."
"Heero, Sean, come with me," Noin said, as she walked out of the room. She walked down a huge corridor and into a small, cozy room-sort of like a lounge, only more professional.
Odin-or Heero notice that a huge portrait hung on the side of the room of a young man and woman. Both were in full uniform (AN: You know, the colonial style suits.) The woman came up to about the man's shoulder and her hair was many shades darker-about a dusty brown, and the man's hair looked more platinum. They had on serious expressions, but the girl's turqoise eyes looked forward with softness. As Heero continued to gaze at the portrait, he noted that the girl looked a lot like his angel. His eyes narrowed.
Noin looked over. Sean had already sat down, but Heero was still standing at the door, staring at ... something. She followed his gaze and found Relena's portrait staring back at her. *Maybe he remembers her.*
"So, Heero? Do you remember her?"
He looked over with a confused look on his face. "Do I know her?" Inside he was smiling. Maybe he really did have an angel.
"You could say that ..." Noin said, a little unsure.
"Isn't she the Vice Foreign Minister Dorlian?" Sean asked.
Noin nodded. "Yes. Relena Peacraft-well, Dorlian now. She was-is a Peacecraft. She just takes her adopted father's name."
"Ahhhh ..." Sean looked at the portrait. "She's hot. For a thirty-one year old that is."
"Well, the picture was painted when she was fifteen. Younger than you. Milliardo Peacecraft-the man-was nineteen there. Hasn't changed much, has he?" Sean shook his head. "You guys want a drink?"
"A drink? Sure!" Sean smiled.
"Tea, Sean, tea."
"Oh. Use sugar," he told her. Noin rolled her eyes and walked to a small table across the room. Heero sat on a small armchair.
After about a minute, she handed Sean a small teacup and another to Heero. She went back to get her own cup and sat down across from Sean. "Okay, guys. We're expecting a Dr. Sally Po soon."
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It's not a cliffhangar!!! Woohoo! Please R&R if you want me to continue. Oh yeah-Bawal umihi dito means 'You're not allowed to pee here.' Heh. Oh well. Sayonara!
Izzy-chan
