Intruder - Part Twelve
Quatre's problems...
Trowa had been sitting playing Solitaire when he heard Heero drawing near outside in the corridor. He ignored him and continued to play.
The newcomer got his lunch and sat down opposite.
~ Does Heero know what happened? ~ Trowa looked up.
If he did he showed no emotion, but that was usual for him, so it was impossible to tell. He had intended to ask him if he had been in the Hangar recently, and if he had seen what had happened, but when he went to ask, all that came out was
"Quatre?"
"Hmm?" Heero looked up at him. His face was blank, if slightly confused.
Trowa was about to explain when the door flew open, smashing against the wall and Duo came falling through the threshold.
"Ow! Aw man! Who keeps shuttin' the doors 'round here?!"
He looked up and noticed the other two sitting there.
Trowa had jumped from his seat on his arrival.
"Uh, Hi guys!" Trowa opened his mouth to speak, but Duo cut him off. "He's fine, no worries! Just a bit weak from the lack of air, so he's gotta stay in bed, Dr. Maxwell's orders! Oh yeah, I'm s'posed t' be getting him a drink."
Trowa sat down and relaxed, as Heero stood up looking at Duo, glancing at Trowa, then back to Duo.
"Who? What's going on?"
He watched as Duo proceeded to get Quatre's lemonade, successfully balancing it while bouncing around trying to find the straws, and explaining to both Heero and Trowa exactly what had happened from the beginning.
"...and then he just fell where are those flippin' straws!? Ah here they are! Yeah, and Wufei caught him an' we took him t' the medlab. He's still there an' there's nothin' wrong with him, 'cept he's got a bit o' whiplash."
Heero sat down with a bump, and Trowa sighed.
"An' I'm gonna take him his lemonade now 'k? See ya later!"
With that he ran back out the door and off down the hall.
All Heero could think was that the intruder must somehow be behind this. But in the back of his mind he was still thinking about the name. He knew he'd heard the name Maxwell before somewhere, maybe ages ago, but couldn't remember where. Maybe he could trade in his story for Duo's. If he was even interested, and he may not be.
Wufei was now sitting in Nataku in the Hangar, trying to piece together what had happened this morning. He'd even closed the hatch, in an effort to concentrate. He hadn't been there long when he saw "Hilde" come in through the gravity lock door on the platform opposite. He watched as she walked around, she seemed to be looking at him. No, not him, but the MS next to his, and it wasn't her Taurus, but Quatre's Sandrock.
~ Sandrock ~ Hadn't he thought it'd moved? He wasn't sure it had, but something was different since he'd gone out and come back. Ignoring the woman outside, he checked back to his link on his computer into the DCS. Checking for about 10a.m. he left it running a search, and looked back to his view-screens to look for Duo's "friend". She'd gone. Checking all views, he noticed that the Taurus' hatch was open. Switching to the base security system he found her, sitting in her Taurus' pilot seat, with her eyes shut.
~ Maybe this woman isn't so weak. She thinks that the problem was in Sandrock too. ~
Duo was walking back down the hall to the medlab, to give Quatre his lemonade. He had been running, but was getting hot, and didn't want to have to drink it himself. Strolling along the corridor he was looking nowhere in particular. Coming round the corner to the medlab he froze. Crouching low in the hallway in front was a man, holding a silenced gun, and pointing it through the double doors at the unknowing victim-to-be, Quatre.
Duo hesitated for less than a fraction of a second.
He dive-tackled the intruder and kicked the gun away. The enemy was pinned with one arm at his side, while the Destroyer clung on its back.
"Raaahhhh!!!" Duo yelled kicking out and pushing away from the wall. It worked, knocking his foe to the floor. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Quatre jump up off his bed, and stumble on a chair.
"Duo!"
"Quatr-aah!" He'd been cut off as he cried out in pain as it was his turn to be rammed into a wall. The eyes said it all, flashing from pain to the burning rage of the Shingami.
"Duo? What should I do?" Quatre wasn't sure if the God of Death would appreciate a disorientated ally in this fight, as he could make a weakness for the enemy to target.
~ I can't get help, the others are in the other end of the base, and they're blocking my way through. ~ All he could do was watch as the pair of combatants wrested across the hall.
Quatre's problems...
Trowa had been sitting playing Solitaire when he heard Heero drawing near outside in the corridor. He ignored him and continued to play.
The newcomer got his lunch and sat down opposite.
~ Does Heero know what happened? ~ Trowa looked up.
If he did he showed no emotion, but that was usual for him, so it was impossible to tell. He had intended to ask him if he had been in the Hangar recently, and if he had seen what had happened, but when he went to ask, all that came out was
"Quatre?"
"Hmm?" Heero looked up at him. His face was blank, if slightly confused.
Trowa was about to explain when the door flew open, smashing against the wall and Duo came falling through the threshold.
"Ow! Aw man! Who keeps shuttin' the doors 'round here?!"
He looked up and noticed the other two sitting there.
Trowa had jumped from his seat on his arrival.
"Uh, Hi guys!" Trowa opened his mouth to speak, but Duo cut him off. "He's fine, no worries! Just a bit weak from the lack of air, so he's gotta stay in bed, Dr. Maxwell's orders! Oh yeah, I'm s'posed t' be getting him a drink."
Trowa sat down and relaxed, as Heero stood up looking at Duo, glancing at Trowa, then back to Duo.
"Who? What's going on?"
He watched as Duo proceeded to get Quatre's lemonade, successfully balancing it while bouncing around trying to find the straws, and explaining to both Heero and Trowa exactly what had happened from the beginning.
"...and then he just fell where are those flippin' straws!? Ah here they are! Yeah, and Wufei caught him an' we took him t' the medlab. He's still there an' there's nothin' wrong with him, 'cept he's got a bit o' whiplash."
Heero sat down with a bump, and Trowa sighed.
"An' I'm gonna take him his lemonade now 'k? See ya later!"
With that he ran back out the door and off down the hall.
All Heero could think was that the intruder must somehow be behind this. But in the back of his mind he was still thinking about the name. He knew he'd heard the name Maxwell before somewhere, maybe ages ago, but couldn't remember where. Maybe he could trade in his story for Duo's. If he was even interested, and he may not be.
Wufei was now sitting in Nataku in the Hangar, trying to piece together what had happened this morning. He'd even closed the hatch, in an effort to concentrate. He hadn't been there long when he saw "Hilde" come in through the gravity lock door on the platform opposite. He watched as she walked around, she seemed to be looking at him. No, not him, but the MS next to his, and it wasn't her Taurus, but Quatre's Sandrock.
~ Sandrock ~ Hadn't he thought it'd moved? He wasn't sure it had, but something was different since he'd gone out and come back. Ignoring the woman outside, he checked back to his link on his computer into the DCS. Checking for about 10a.m. he left it running a search, and looked back to his view-screens to look for Duo's "friend". She'd gone. Checking all views, he noticed that the Taurus' hatch was open. Switching to the base security system he found her, sitting in her Taurus' pilot seat, with her eyes shut.
~ Maybe this woman isn't so weak. She thinks that the problem was in Sandrock too. ~
Duo was walking back down the hall to the medlab, to give Quatre his lemonade. He had been running, but was getting hot, and didn't want to have to drink it himself. Strolling along the corridor he was looking nowhere in particular. Coming round the corner to the medlab he froze. Crouching low in the hallway in front was a man, holding a silenced gun, and pointing it through the double doors at the unknowing victim-to-be, Quatre.
Duo hesitated for less than a fraction of a second.
He dive-tackled the intruder and kicked the gun away. The enemy was pinned with one arm at his side, while the Destroyer clung on its back.
"Raaahhhh!!!" Duo yelled kicking out and pushing away from the wall. It worked, knocking his foe to the floor. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Quatre jump up off his bed, and stumble on a chair.
"Duo!"
"Quatr-aah!" He'd been cut off as he cried out in pain as it was his turn to be rammed into a wall. The eyes said it all, flashing from pain to the burning rage of the Shingami.
"Duo? What should I do?" Quatre wasn't sure if the God of Death would appreciate a disorientated ally in this fight, as he could make a weakness for the enemy to target.
~ I can't get help, the others are in the other end of the base, and they're blocking my way through. ~ All he could do was watch as the pair of combatants wrested across the hall.