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Somewhere in Between
~Phoenixstar
Wait and See
~~~
She walked solemnly; head down turned, the sound of her shoes clicking
against the cool marble floors echoing along the empty hallway. She didn't count the doors she
passed, or listen to the occasional fuzzy call of the loudspeakers
overhead. Her mind kept turning
back to the Polaroid's tucked safely away in her bag.
'Maybe I should have left them with Wufei.' She shook her head. 'No, he'll have en eye-full
enough when he gets there.' Yet she still silently tried to think of ways to rid herself of the
things. They had caused her to
have a restless night. She had
gone home after the meeting, sure that Wufei would be able to handle things
around there and she was pretty sure no one would have missed her. Besides she was sure that she could use
the break. Of course, a break was
the last thing she got. The
silence and lack of work to do gave her time to think, and that was the last
thing she needed. 'Who? Why? How?' The questions kept flowing over and over. Even when she tried to go to sleep her
mind was restless, and so her sleep was broken and little. She had finally resorted to sleeping
pills to aid her, and now rubbing her tired eyes she briefly regretted the
decision.
"Opps, look I'm sorry," a strong compact figure bumped
into her throwing her off her balance. From her spot on the floor she squinted up, but his face was invisible
under a hat and was heavily shadowed with the fluorescent lighting coming down
from overhead. He thrust a hand in
her face and roughly pulled her to her feet. He looked down at her feet and picked up her bag and handed
it to her. Seeing the pictures
that had fallen out he reached down taking them into his hands and giving them
a quick scan over. Suddenly he
stiffened before shoving them back into her hands before taking off down the
hall, disappearing around the corner.
Sally shook her head; she was dazed from her fall and was confused about
what had just happened. She looked
down at the pictures in her hands and shrugged. 'These pictures aren't near as graphic as the
ones they showed in the news.' Shoving them in back in her bag she continued on her way.
When she reached the desk at the end of the hall her nerves were frayed.
"Can I help you?"
"Huh?" she
looked at the small woman's face. 'I must have gotten a lot less sleep than I thought.'
"Miss, what can I help you with."
"I'm here for Relena Peacecraft."
"I think you must be here for Relena Dorlian"
"Dorlian?" 'I wonder why she's registered under her adoptive
name?'
"Yes, well there is no one by the name of Peacecraft registered here
and, well there have been many people in here, inquiring after a Relena
Dorlian, so I assumed you must be looking for the same person."
Sally flashed her a smile, "Silly me, yes, I'm here after
Miss Dorlian."
The lady pushed a clipboard across at her. "Just sign your name
and details there," she pointed to a space at the bottom. "And when you are done I'll
take you in to talk with the Doctor." She nodded, taking the clipboard back to a seat with
her. Scanning over the names on
the list she saw some of the governments' and preventers' doctors,
Heero and Duo, Noin, and Duo again? She scanned the dates only to find Duo had been there already today. 'Wonder what he was doing back
here?' Making a mental note to tell Wufei about it later she finished
filling in her data, which she took back to the clerk who showed her into the
back where she could do her examination.
~~~
'Phew. That was a close one,' Duo sighed
with relief. He had not expected to see Sally there, and
that was one close call to being 'discovered'. Even though there was no rule against
him being there, what he was doing just felt wrong, very wrong, and the fewer
people who knew about it the better. And Sally and Wufei were two people he'd feel better knowing they
didn't know. For all he
could guess they would take the matter to Lady Une, or even worse, to Heero
himself.
He shook his head in
confusion. After all he was doing this for Heero, just he
didn't want him knowing just yet. No he'd have to wait and only time would tell.
When he had the proof, then he'd show Heero once and for all.
~~~
Zechs
watched his sister sit anxiously by the phone. She'd been sitting there for some time. He watched as every time the phone
wrung she would leap for it, sometimes bumping her knee on the table or
knocking the whole phone set clear off the table. He knew she'd already broken two glasses and one
picture frame, and if she kept this up he didn't have any idea, nor did
he want to know what she would end up breaking next.
"Relena?" She
didn't turn, just sat perched on the edge of the couch, close to falling
off. It surprised Zechs that with
her hearing, obviously so sharp and attuned to be able to pick up the phone
before it bad completed one full ring, she couldn't hear him. "Relena?" he tried
again. When she remained
unresponsive he tried yet again, moving in front of her and having his arm in
front of him. "Relena?"
"Huh?" she said, her head snapping up to meet his worried
gaze.
"What's got you all uptight?"
"Oh nothing really," she replied softly, her eyes falling
back to the phone.
"Well, you've been sitting in front of that phone, looking
like your nerves are completely shot for almost 2 hours now, and I don't
think you can get mad at me for caring enough to ask what's the
matter."
"Oh nothings wrong," she murmured. Sensing she wasn't giving him her full attention he
picked up the phone and moved it to the table behind him where she could
neither see it nor reach it without being intercepted. "It's nothing,"
she repeated the annoyance and irritation clear in her voice.
"Relena, you're tired and jumpy. Do us, and yourself a favour and at least get some
rest." Motioning with her
hand from him to move out of the way, she replied,
"I will Zechs, I will, just a little later okay?" He growled and pointed towards the
guest room where she was staying. "Fine fine." She grumbled, audibly voicing her
frustration. "Happy
now?" she shook her head and turned to leave the room. Under her breath, Zechs struggled to
make out what she was saying. "I wonder why he didn't pick up the phone. He should have gotten my messages by
now."
Zechs shrugged his shoulders and watched as she disappeared, mumbling,
into the hall. He turned around to
look down at the bothersome phone, something which his opinion had just proved
to have way too much control over his sister; that, or the person who was
supposed to be on the other end. Suddenly the phone set rang in his hands causing him to jump just a
little. Hesitantly he picked up
the receiver. It wasn't
always wise for a 'dead' man to answer the phone, then again
knowing that the only people who knew that number were people he and Noin
trusted made him a little more at ease.
"Hello?" he
said, trying to disguise his voice just a little.
"Relena, is she there?" Zechs knew that voice anywhere and was about to growl and
start going after Heero but the phone was snatched out of his hands by an over
enthusiastic Relena who had come stampeding back into the room when she heard
it ring. Zechs stood dazed, while
Relena's face lit up when she realised it was him on the phone.
"Oh Heero," she started but then remember that Zechs was
still in the room stopped. She put
her hand over the receiver and mouthed for him to politely 'get
lost.' Zechs shrugged his
shoulders, still a little overwhelmed by the situation and equally cautious of
the fact his sister was on the phone with Heero, and left the room, pausing at
the door to try and listen to just a bit of the conversation.
"Oh Heero, I miss you so much too."
He had heard enough.
~~~
As
much as Wufei wanted to go and have a word with the captured bomber, he knew
that the best course off action was to have some proof to approach the guy
with, and seeing as Sally had taken the pictures with her, and he had said he
would check their suspicions first, he would just have to go to the scene.
It
wasn't until he was sitting behind the wheel of his car, speeding down
the streets that her realised how tired and stressed he really was. Having to screech on the breaks to
avoid hitting a pedestrian he briefly considered stopping, and finding a alternative
method of getting there since he was proving to be such a potential threat, yet
the sooner he was there and gone, the sooner he'd be able to get some
things off his mind, and today time seemed to be of the essence.
He
stepped away from the grumbling officers behind him. For once it was not advantageous to belong to an agency
that held its security and privacy so dearly. It took a hell of a lot of patience and self-restraint to
keep from just taking out his aggression on the stubborn and overly suspicious
security guard, and it took even more persuasiveness and patience to convince
him that he was indeed there for the protection and punishment for the crimes
committed against the former minister.
'I'll deal with Zechs later,' he noted, remembering
how the guard had let it slip that the elder Peacecraft was the one responsible
for the high security around the place. Although it seemed suspicious that it was Zechs and not the Preventers
who was providing the guards, it could always be put down to Zechs obligation
to his sister's privacy and protection, even after she was gone. 'Gesh,' he though shaking
his head again, 'It must be hard on him with all the news people wanting
pictures and more information on how she went and who done it.' Yet somehow the fact that the man,
supposedly dead in the public eye, was the one overseeing the control and
indirectly the investigation troubled him. As much as he might want to get to the cause of the matter
this was not the place to be dreaming up conspiracy theories.
Stepping across the police line he moved into he building, eyes narrowed
searching for the area Sally had photographed. Spotting it he moved over towards it, having to make several
detours around various roped off scenes and chunks of debris. Reaching it, being careful not to
disturb anything he looked around, taking note of everything. Much to his interest, everything seemed
to fit his and Sally's assumptions. It was convenient, if not suspicious, yet he'd have to wait till
later until he made conclusions.
'Now from what Lady Une said yesterday,' he said moving
back, 'if the bomb was over here, then Relena was supposedly standing
right about,' he stepped a couple paces to the back and left,
'here.' The idea
alone, without the sight of dried blood on the carpets, was hard to handle, but
this, well it was almost overwhelming. Wufei could feel his pulse quicken and his shirt feel tighter. He was about to storm away when he saw
something lying on the ground, partially hidden by an overturned desk. Picking it up his brows furrowed as he
examined it. Unnoticed he slipped
it in his pocket and headed back to his car. There were some answers he needed and soon!
~~~
"Heero, I know you're in there." He tried knocking again. "You'd better open up
before I gotta break this thing down," with a sigh he continued,
"and you know I will."
Silence.
"Damnit Heero. I know
you're in there, so either you be nice and open the door for me, or else
I'll just do it myself." Realising this approach was not working. "You've got, five, four three, two…"
"Shut up Duo!" came the muffled and irritated voice.
"I knew you were in there." With the lack of response he started again, "So you
going to let me in or not?"
"Maybe."
"Maybe? Come on
Heero. What kind of answer is
that? I though we were best
friends and all?"
Silence.
"Heero, this is stupid you know that. Me along with everyone else back at work, and everyone who
cares for you am really starting to worry. And here I come, trying to get something from you other than
projectiles hurling past my face, and you make me stand here in the hall and
talk to you through the door. This
is ridiculous. If you want the
rest of the people in the building to hear me yell at you about your personal
life then that fine, because I am going to stay right here yell at you for as
long as it takes for you to talk to me." Duo was about to start pounding on the door in addition to
screaming through it when the door opened a crack. Instantly shutting his mouth he took this as a hint to come
inside.
Stepping in he found he had to squint his eyes against the darkness of
the rooms. He heard someone moving
around, most likely Heero, in one of the back rooms, and so he followed his
ears. Walking along the hall,
periodically looking in on the adjoining rooms, he marvelled at the fact that
even though he had moved out of the apartment he and Relena had shared, that
this one was set up exactly the same. The only noticeable difference was that her mess was not spread out
everywhere, proof enough that she was not a resident in the tiny flat.
"Heero?" he asked tentatively. He was rewarded with a small grunt, and so gathering up more
courage, he walked into the last room along the hall. There were no lights on in the room, yet the natural light
sneaking in between the closed blinds lit the room well enough to see. Heero was moving around the bed,
pulling some items of clothing and the likes out of drawers or the closet and
placing them in neat piles on the bed. Duo watched with fascination, the he decided to speak up.
"Hey, thanks for letting me in after all."
"Hn."
"Well anyways I guess you know why I'm here by now."
Silence.
"Heero,
what on earth is going on with you? You've got Lady worried and threatening to suspend you for a
while, me ready to strangle you for your stupid stubbornness and everyone else
worried sick about your behaviour. We all agree it isn't right the way you are handling this."
More silence.
"Heero," his voice dropped dangerously low,
"You'd better start telling me what's on your
mind." This seemed to hit a
nerve in Heero as his back tensed and he turned, keeping his head down. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but
then closed it again quickly.
"I wondered what it would be like when lies didn't work
anymore; so curious. Then one day
her lies didn't work; as transparent as glass… so
transparent." He looked up,
his eyes filled with an unspeakable longing and sadness. Duo froze; he had underestimated Heero.
"I did it for… For her," he laughed and then stopped
abruptly. "Always for
her. Anything for her." He said the last bit quietly, as if
surprised at saying the words, as though it were the first time he had thought
them. He turned a little,
looking Duo directly in the eyes, but for some reason it caused a flash of pain
across his face, barely recognisable before it was gone, and he turned away. He moved back to rearranging the items
on the bed, systematically taking one and placing it gingerly in the
suitcase. Duo continued to watch,
helplessly.
"Yes," he continued, still talking in a hushed voice as if
the words were weren't meant for anyone but himself to hear, making Duo
cringe, feeling very much an intruder. Then, obviously having mastered his
composure he glared right at Duo. "Lies."
Duo felt his pulse quicken as the reason for his 'visit'
came flooding back to him. He
opened his mouth to speak, to yell, to scold Heero for his foolish behaviour,
but he was cut off,
"I really believed all the things I told her…" he
paused, "It's just that none of them were true."
"We know you loved her," Duo looked worriedly at his
friend. Heero looked, stunned and
confused, as if Duo had just questioned whether gravity was will in effect with
his feet planted firmly on the floor.
"Love," Heero whispered to himself before violently zipping
shut the suitcase. Picking it up
he walked over to the doorway of the room. "Time's up Duo. I'm leaving."
"Come on Heero, what are you trying to prove by doing this
huh? I told you…"
"Yeah I know your lies," he spat back. "I'll call sometime and let
you know what I… Find."
"Heero!" but Heero was already in the hall moving towards
the front door. He opened it and
put his bag down, motioning to Duo to leave. When out in the hall he followed, turning and locking to the
door behind him. He, just for a
second rested his forehead against the door as if caught between indecision and
regret. Then he turned and walked
off, leaving Duo to follow him.
~~~
She
came bounding down the stairs from the plane. The happiest of smiles plastered across her face. She was the picture of beauty; even the
long flight could not keep her from beaming the way she did now. With a bag flung over her one shoulder
she ran down the stairs, using her other hand to shield her eyes against the
glaring sun. Reaching the bottom
she looked around, hair whipping in her face with the combination of the wind
and her movements.
Her eyes darted among the faces looking for him, but every time she
looked there seemed to be more and more people, and suddenly she was swallowed
up in the tide of people surging towards their loved ones.
"Heero?" she whispered, wishing more than anything that he
was here. Even though she knew she
was safe, she didn't feel secure and well until he was there to protect
her. She started getting
desperate, turning her head frantically this way and that. Every time she was sure she saw his
face or got a glimpse or dark brown hair she lit up, but when she tried to find
him again him was gone.
"Heero? Where are you Heero?" Her cries were lost in the crowd as she, shaken and lonely
pushed her way towards the doors.
Alone
~~~
Wufei nodded to the
officers at the entrance as he passed them. He had thought it would have been far more difficult to have
access of the prisoner than he did and was about to complain about lax security
when he had been informed that Lady Une had called ahead to say that he would
be there and was to be allowed to interrogate the captive. He checked his identification, pinned,
clearly visible to his shirt. Feeling humiliated by the process he mentally swore to bring up the
whole preventer identification issue with Lady Une later.
The cell itself was
well out of the way from any of the others, then again they very rarely held
people here, and as far as he was aware, this was the only person currently in
custody. Stopped by some more guards
at the door he growled under his breath, trying hard to keep his temper in
check. He was handed a clipboard,
and he noted giving it a scan over, that it was a list of the
'visitors' the prisoner had had.
'…'
he skipped through the officials and regular police detectives, 'Zechs;
not surprising, and Duo?' He
blinked at the sheet making a mental note to ask Sally about that later he
hurriedly scribbled his signature before hastily pushing the papers back at the
guard. Another guard opened the
door to the cell and ushered him in. Before the guard turned to leave he spoke under his breath to Wufei,
"There is surveillance in the room. Your superior requested we turn it off. If he hurts you or vice
versa… We'll be in
every 5 minutes to check on you." Wufei grunted his response, unhappy about the prospect of being
interrupted every five minutes.
The room was small,
and sparsely furnished, yet was by no means as stuffy and uncomfortable as the
normal police holding cells.
'This guy had
better consider himself lucky for getting such 'special' treatment
after all he's done,' Wufei scowled mentally. The prisoner was sitting at the lone
table, hands cuffed in front of him. Sitting down across from him Wufei glared, but the prisoner refused to
raise him eyes.
"What's
you name?" he spat. He was
greeted with silence. "I
said what's your name?" Still no answer. He asked
this question several more times, still to the same result. Finally when Wufei was sure that if he
had to ask one more time he would have a hard time restraining himself from
leaping over the table and tackling the unresponsive criminal, the guard came
in on his five minute check. He
nodded and was about to leave when Wufei spoke up, his eyes never once leaving
the form sitting opposite him.
"What's
his name?"
"We don't
know. He didn't have any
identification at all on him when we took him into custody, so we call him John
Doe. Creative huh?" Wufei rolled his eyes and turned back
to 'John', and taking the hint the guard promptly left.
Silence.
"So why'd you do it? Thought you could get away with it?"
Eyes narrowed and
fists clench.
"Who'd you work
for? Alone or was there some one
else help you out?"
Small smirk down
at the table.
"So how did you
get the plans?"
Stiffens in
surprise.
"Yeah, we know
you had them. So, who did you find
willing to sneak them out for you," he paused, "Oh, but
that's right, you didn't need someone to sneak the prints out for
you."
No noticeable shock.
"Yes, that's right,
the plans you got are in public reference at the city library. So, whatever you or any of the rumours
I've heard going around think, what you hit was a civilian office building."
Features perfectly
calm and controlled.
"So why did you
do it then? Did you mean to kill her?"
A small smirk
found its way to his lips.
"You meant to kill
her?" Wufei spat, his anger reaching breaking point.
He raised his eyes
to meet Wufei's.
Wufei cried out and jumped over the table, swiftly grabbing the other
man in a lock. No sooner had he
connected two punches did the guard open the door on his regular check. Seeing the position they were in Wufei
growled and hesitantly let go of the other man who, grabbing his stomach, moved
away towards the small bed, eyes still glowing with malevolence.
"Out. Now," the guard bellowed. Realising that he probably
wouldn't get anymore information out of the guy, without being allowed to
beat him to a pulp and use methods just short of torture, 'hmmm,'
maybe even torture, he held his hands up and glared at the guard, who took no
notice of him as he checked the cell over and then locked the door behind him.
'Fifteen
minutes and not a single word out of the guy,' he shook his head. Not only did he fail to confirm or deny
any of these theories, but he knew that Lady Une would not be happy with
him. Ripping off his nametag, he
felt the small pin in his shirt pocket. He froze looking back at the well-guarded cell door. 'No, the guards definitely
won't let me back in there now,' he sighed and decided that
he'd just have to ask Sally about it later.
~~~
Duo sat back at his
desk. He hadn't thought he
could handle much more excitement today, but looking down at the papers on his
desk he had forgotten his resolve. They had brought him something akin to relief at first when he saw them,
but that was quickly replaced by anger and fear.
The numbers, charts
and diagrams meant nothing to him; it was only the circled phrase at the bottom
he understood, and to him it was all that was important. Suddenly feeling better about having
snuck around in the morning he tilted back in his chair thinking about what to
do now that he knew for certain. He
knew the other's would undoubtedly know soon as well, Sally had been
there after all, and they all knew she'd be thorough with whatever she
did, but some how it felt right that he be the one to tell Heero. He'd done it before, why not
again, besides, he was better at predicting Heero's targets now.
Despite his relief he
was still worried about how Heero would react this time round. 'That is, if we can find him,' he
thought shaking his head with remorse. He felt he had let Heero run away too easily, and now when he needed
Heero here things would be a while lot more difficult.
'Maybe I should
talk to Zech's first,' he thought. He shivered a bit, not having fond memories of the guy, but
decided that being her brother, he needed to know as well, then again, he
hadn't been as hard to convince in the first place, or so he'd
heard. In fact, the only people he
knew who seemed to have talked to Zechs' were Noin and Trowa. After Noin's little outburst at
the meeting yesterday he realised he was safer going to ask Trowa about Zechs.
"He's," he began then paused. "He is with Relena right
now."
'Wait a sec… Zechs never went to visit
'Relena'… His
name wasn't on the list at the morgue… If Zechs' wasn't
with 'Relena', then,' he looked down at the papers on his
desk for reassurance, his eyes immediately narrowing and his pulsing quickening
in anger. 'Trowa!'
~~~
She was unpacking
her stuff when Heero walked into their room, hands clasped behind his
back. Without turning she spoke,
"You weren't there," her tone was
cold and icy.
"I know."
"Well, I
didn't," she pulled out some more clothes and folded them, making
no move to put them away.
"Look, I
know…"
"From what you
said when we talked, I thought you were going to be there," she pulled
out a sweater and held it up as if inspecting it and put it back in the
suitcase.
"I did mean to
be there…"
"So why
weren't you, huh? What was
so important that you couldn't have told me not to wait around for
you?" He shifted his hands
behind his back rather nervously.
"I
know…"
"You know what
Heero?" she finally turned around. "You said you were going to be there!"
"I'm
sorry," he whispered.
"Yeah, real
sorry I bet," she growled moving into the bathroom. Heero watched her go, only his eyes
betraying his slight hurt and frustration. He walked over to her bed and placed a small box on top of
the suitcase and left the room.
Relena walked back
into the room, carrying a basket, which she placed beside the bed. Looking down at the suitcase she saw
the box, and her head snapped up, eyes carefully scanning the room for Heero,
but he had left. Slowly she opened
it, and any anger she had dissolved into confusion. She turned the box around in her hand, and then clutched it
to her chest, running after Heero.
She found him in the
kitchen, sitting at his laptop. He
looked up at her for a moment before looking back at the screen.
"What's
this?" she said holding up the box, her voice laced with genuine
curiosity.
"It's for
you." She nodded, turning
the box around in the light.
"What's
it for?"
"A
promise."
"Oh," she
replied, holding it a little farther from her as if weary of it, yet she
continued to look at in awe. "We never talked about…"
"It's a
promise ring Relena," he stated.
"Oh," she
whispered, pulling it back to her face now that it wasn't quite so
threatening. "It's
sweet Heero." She looked
over towards where had been sitting, surprised to find him standing right in
front of her. He carefully took
the box from her hands and looked up into her eyes questioningly. She nodded slowly and he took the ring
out of the box and handed it to her to put on. She moved her hand around, watching it with wonder, as she
got accustomed to it.
"Very sweet of
you…" she whispered, and then looking playfully up into his eyes
continued, "But you know Heero, I am still upset with you about
before."
"I know,"
he replied, leaning over to kiss her.
'A promise
ring…'
'I promise
love, you'll be happy…'and with that he captured her lips in
a sweet kiss.
~~~
She stepped out of
the bathroom, the steam escaping and swirling around her. She yawned sleepily as she made her way
down the hall. She could hear the
TV quietly in the background and as she approached the room she could hear the
low drone of a newscast presenter. Rubbing the towel over her damp hair she padded into the room, flopping
into a large armchair. Letting the
towel rest on her shoulders she looked at the man sitting on the couch, his
face was unreadable as he watched the news flashes.
"…And the lead story tonight that of the tragic bombing on
earth today…" She cringed as she saw the pictures; the destruction
and the casualties. It was really
terrible and she felt her heart clench at the sight of it, but what she saw
next caused her heart to beat faster.
'Heero.'
"Zechs. I'm not so sure about this
anymore."
"What do you
mean?"
"I'm not
so sure this is right of us to lie like this."
"It wont be for
too much longer."
"I
know… It's still not
right."
Zech turned back to
the muted TV.
"I guess
I'll have to talk to Lady Une about it soon. I'll also have to make a public statement, unless of
course you would rather do it yourself," he turned to her. She looked back at the still image of
the building with Heero standing in the back next to a very ill looking
Duo. He watched the colour drain from
her cheeks and she shook her head slowly.
"No. I think I'd rather you
did." He grunted in
acknowledgement. "Well I guess I had better dry my hair," she said
rising from her chair and moving over towards the hallway. Remembering something, she turned back,
"Oh, and Zechs,
you don't have to talk to Lady Une."
"Huh? Why would that be?"
"I'll
have Trowa do it."
"You told
Trowa!?" Her eyes narrowed
slightly.
"Of
course," he turned back to the TV and she left the room.
"You had better
know what you are doing," he said to her retreating form.
'Relena.'
~~~
Duo was mad, no, he was beyond mad, he was beyond furious, even his
namesake, the god of death, couldn't have known the kind of rage the that
possessed Duo. Ignoring the
questioning looks from the people he passed he stormed down the hall. He knew where he was going and no one
could stop him, and from the terrified looks of those along the way, no one was
about to try.
When he reached the door to his destination he didn't bother
knocking. He simply threw his
weight against the door causing it to squeak in resistance before giving way,
letting Duo fly into the room. Then he glared with all the anger he had in him and held the papers in
his left hand up, using the other hand to point accusingly at Trowa
Barton.
"YOU!"
