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Lose and Gain
Chapter 7 'A break through?'
Solo could hardly see underneath Heero's crushing cover, but he did see Quatre running toward the front the stage. He saw the man make a leap of Braddock and he saw the bullet hit him. Blood sprayed out the back of the wound and onto the wooden stage. Solo's eyes were trained on the blood. He'd seen it before he knew blood. "Daddy, mommy?" He whispered lowly, but no one heard him.
As the words left his mouth it was almost like he was transported back in time. He saw the monsters. They had seemed like shapeless demons in his dreams. He remembered nothing about their features but he remembered a deep coarse laughter. Now they began to take shape in his mind. He saw dark brown almost black hair; he saw the other with a sand lighter colored hair. He heard a name. "Calvin." He whispered to himself. "Calvin." His eyes followed the 'monsters' as they were leaving the room. One of them looked right at him and under his right eye he saw something, a mark. Maybe not a tattoo but it curled around the monster's face and across his left cheek. He remembered it in that instant of carnage. Solo remembered everything.
Heero pulled Solo out from under the chair and tried to figure out what to do. The sniper was too far away for his gunfire to reach and there was no way he'd make it in time to get them. If he went for Quatre Solo could be killed. He had to do something and options were all that apparent at the moment. Just when all seemed hopeless Milliardo Peacecraft appeared at his side.
"Give me Solo." He said urgently. "I don't think these guys are after me and he's safer with me anyway."
Heero stopped for a moment and hesitated. A gunshot not more than a few feet from him made is decision though. Feeling as if part of him was leaving he handed Solo over to Milliardo. "Guard him with your life." Heero told him urgently and pushed him away. "Go." Heero didn't watch them leave he could hear Solo's screams of protest as Milliardo carried him away, but it was for the best. Blinking he focused his attention on Quatre. He was unconscious only a few feet from Braddock. Braddock was slumped behind the podium nursing his injured arm. The man could move he wasn't a problem, Quatre on the other hand, he had no idea how badly the man was injured. Or even if he was still alive.
Keeping low Heero scrambled for his fallen friend and pulled him to where the insolent Braddock lay. "Move over." Heero demanded as he neared the other man. Braddock was hesitant at first, but soon complied. "Do you want to live?" Heero hissed at him almost regretting saving the man.
"Yes." He replied breathlessly.
"Then follow me and don't get left behind." Heero told him and pulled Quatre closer. "We only have one chance and that's when he stops. It'll only be for an instant, because he doesn't know where we are, but it'll come. Be ready and move when I say." Heero watched as the man nodded and together they waited. The silence came sooner than he had expected and Heero pulled Quatre's limp body in front of him so he could shield him from the fire and motioned for the man to follow. "Now." He spat and dashed from behind the barrier. To his surprise he turned and saw Braddock still sitting against the podium. There was a sick smile on the man's face and immediately Heero knew this was Braddock's doing. Whipping back around he ran, but not before a rain of bullets came down on him.
He felt the first puncture his shoulder and grunted the hit only making move faster. The second hit him in the leg and he was off the stage running. It was only a few feet to cover. That gun couldn't reach him in the trees. They were only a few feet away. He didn't remember being hit another time. He just remembered feeling tired, and then he wasn't alone. There was someone at his side taking Quatre away from him and trying to get him to stop moving. He couldn't though he wasn't done yet he still had to get Solo, Solo? Had he and Milliardo made it? Was he safe? Heero shut his eyes as if to clear his thoughts, but they were jumbled. He couldn't think clearly. "Solo?" He breathed. "Where?" He swallowed when the man in front of him blurred. Then he heard it. A voice, it was small and the most wonderful think he'd ever heard.
"Heero, don't leave me!"
Heero turned sharply and in front of him was Solo. His little eyes brimmed with tears and he reached for Heero.
"Don't leave like mommy and daddy, don't go." He whimpered and latched onto Heero's pants leg. "Please."
Heero felt his heart swell with relief and happiness. For a moment he forgot that he'd been shot that Quatre's life was in danger. Solo had spoken. Had he finally broken though? Dropping to his knees he pulled the child's shaking form to him. Life had never felt so right. "I love you and I promise I won't leave." He whispered to the boy and closed his eyes. Just as the words left his mouth. He felt his weight shifting he was falling backwards bringing Solo with him. But he couldn't die he had just promised. Gripping the child he tried to fight the darkness, but it grabbed hold and pulled him mercilessly into its pit.
* * * * * * * *
Heero blinked all he could see was white. It killed his eyes and made him wince. It was too bright. His head was pounding and his chest ached. His leg was stinging unbelievably. He was hurting, but he was alive. Blinking again he groaned groggily and tried to sit up. He remembered the conference he remembered Solo. What had happened? Where was he?
"Not so fast buddy."
Heero craned his head to his side where someone was pushing him down. "Who?" He croaked through his parched throat.
"It's Wufie."
"And Sally." Another voice added. "Trowa's with Quatre."
"Quite a dumb thing you did there Heero. Almost got yourself killed." Wufie informed him and sighed. "I know Braddock's a foolish man, but why did you leave him behind?"
Sally hit upside the head. "Shut up." She hissed. "He just woke up for God's sake."
"I didn't leave…" Heero trailed off as his head began to swim. He remembered Braddock's smile. "He wouldn't come with me. I tried to save him."
"Well that's not what he's saying." Wufie informed him ignoring Sally's cold glare. "That's why I'm here to make sure you don't try and run. You're in a lot of trouble."
Heero felt his blood boiling with rage. "Who do you believe. That sack of lying shit or me." Heero retorted coldly and immediately regretted the burst of energy. His head was swimming again.
"You." Wufie responded. "Just keeping you on your toes Yuy, the Preventer's have you under investigation. Braddock has everyone believing that you had something to do with this."
Heero growled deep in his throat, but decided to ignore the situation for the moment. "Quatre, how is he."
"Dead." Wufie said. His voice deadpan.
Heero felt his breath catch. 'Dead?' It couldn't be. "How, I thought…"
"Wufie I swear if you say one more word." Sally threatened and pushed him out of the way. "Just to the public Heero, to keep him safe. Everyone thinks he's dead. We know Braddock had something to do with this, it's just a matter of proving it. Some how all of this ties in with Duo and Hilde's murders. I might add that I think you're a target as well."
"Are you telling me Braddock's after the Gundam pilots?" Wufie snorted in the background and Sally sent him a cold glare before she turned her attention back to Heero.
"Trowa said he was followed all the way home last night and only managed to shake them when he entered a tunnel on the turnpike. Whoever it was wants to know where he lives. And you Wufie is really here to protect you."
"We're not supposed to tell him all that." Wufie retorted. "I was just doing my job."
Sally rolled her eyes. "He makes like this was all my idea."
Heero's thoughts were running wild. They were close to figuring out what had happened to Duo and Hilde. He was on the brink of figuring out everything and despite the relief he felt wondered what it would mean for him and Solo. Would social services allow Solo to stay with him even thought the child no longer needed his protection? He was a single man with no previous history of keeping children. He was an ex assassin. That alone was enough to pull Solo away from him. He had promised the child he wouldn't leave and when the time came he was going to make sure they didn't take him. "Where's Solo?" He asked finally.
Sally frowned. "Social Services took him because you're in the hospital."
Heero shot up immediately and ignored the nausea that assaulted his system. "What! You can't they'll get him." Heero began pulled tubes monitor wires off of him. "I'm fine bring him back. They'll get him without me. I know it."
"Calm down Heero." Sally told him and tired to push him back down, but he was running off adrenaline. "He's being protected. He's fine."
"He's not fine." Heero spat as his feet made contact with the floor and almost buckled. His right leg was throbbing uncontrollably with the pressure, but he ignored it. "I promised I wouldn't leave. I can't fail. I won't fail."
"I can' let you go Heero." Wufie stood blocking the door. "You have to stay here. Even if I have to injure you further I'm not letting you leave."
"For what?" Heero asked. "For your job. I can't fail Wufie and you will get out of my way."
Both former pilots stared at each other and refused to move. Sally didn't know what to do. If she didn't think of something quick there was going to be a fight. And she was sure Wufie didn't have as much of an advantage as he believed.
* * * * ** Social Services * * * ** * * *
"Solo? Do you want something to eat." Susan asked him and turned to kneel in front of the small boy. "Do you want anything to eat?" She asked again, but he gave no response.
Solo was lost. Heero had promised, but where was he. Had he died? Was he gone like his parents? He didn't want to move or to think. He just wanted Heero back. Then everything would be all right. He just needed his Daddy. That was it. He just needed his Daddy.
"Please Solo listen to me." Susan shook his shoulder slightly, but Solo continued to look at the wall. "He's coming back for you." She spoke finally. As soon as the words left her mouth Solo turned to her. He was smiling. Susan grinned back. "He's fine."
* * * * * * * * Braddock's mansion the day after the shooting * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Braddock frowned and tried to move his arm, but it still hurt. "Any closer Trent and I would be without my arm!" He bellowed and frowned.
"I was just trying to make it authentic." Trent defended and shrugged. "I didn't want to make anyone suspicious."
"Well, it's too late for that isn't." Braddock screamed and threw the morning paper on the table. "They are already linking me to this. They think I was involved. I'm losing support and I can't afford that right now. Not until I get to Mars."
"It's not enough to worry about." Calvin said evenly. "Don't worry so much."
Braddock sent his glare and settled it on Calvin. "You don't underestimate them. If their belief in me is swayed enough I'm finish. Do you got it!"
Calvin frowned and shrunk into the shadows. "Yeah I got it, but what do we do? Winner is dead and Yuy's in a coma."
"Don't be so sure about that Calvin." Trent said smirking easily. "I don't think Yuy would be put out of commission so easily."
"I shot him myself." Calvin said defensively. "I know I got him."
"Yeah, but you said yourself the wounds weren't fatal."
"So…"
"So, Yuy is up and around." Braddock finished. "You guys have got to find a way to pin this on Yuy and the Peacecraft guy."
"And how do we do that?" Calvin asked.
"Easy." Trent said. "We get the kid and bring Yuy to us."
"Precisely." Braddock said smiling. "With the kid as blackmail Yuy will come running and in order for him to live all Yuy has to do and tell everyone that he planned Quatre's assassination. That he had influenced Relena Peacecraft and was helping Milliardo start a war."
"And in the aftermath you step in and take over." Calvin said finally catching on.
"So when do we go after him." Trent asked.
"When Yuy gets him back of course. We'll steal the kid right out from under his nose." Braddock smiled. "It will be worth it for him to figure out we out smarted him. I can't wait to see his face."
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