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_Okay here is chapter 8 tell me what you think
Lose and Gain
Chapter 8 'Sweet Dreams'
His hand was making a sweeping motion across the page. He made large arch with his arm and brought it back in a sharp turn. Then he was finished. He sat back and looked at the paper. The mark on the large white sheet looked just like it. A curved scar that ran under an eye, just like it.
Susan stood not to far away and watched Solo reach for another piece of paper. He had drawn the same picture at least fifty times. There were papers surrounding him, on the desk, on the floor, all of them holding the same haunting symbol. The eye with the curving scar under it. The small red crayon he had been using was worn down to almost the end, yet he kept drawing. That same thing over and over. Susan was a little worried about it. What was it? Did it have something to do with his parent's death? Not sure of what to make of it, or even if it had significance to the case, Susan reached for her phone and dialed Sally Po's number. Perhaps she would want to see this.
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The first flying punch came from Heero. It connected with Wufie's jaw and sent him slamming into the hospital door. That was all it took to feed the other man's anger and Wufie jumped onto the injured Heero and drove a fist into his stomach. Heero who had already been nauseous fought the waves of blackness that washed over him. His only thoughts were of Solo.
Sally watched the brawl unsure of what to do. It was stupid for them to be fighting, but Heero and Wufie had never been ones to just talk things out. Just as she was about to pull out her gun and stop the fight her own way the phone on the side of pants rang. Deciding to avoid what would eventually be a worse situation, if that were possible, she picked up the phone and moved to the far end of the hospital room. "Hello." She breathed hoarsely and winced as the sound of crashing metal and a moan reached her ears.
"Hey, Sally its Susan. I'm calling about Solo."
Immediately Sally's blood ran cold. 'Please let him be okay.' She didn't know what she'd do if something had happened to him. "What's wrong?" She asked almost afraid of the answer.
"Nothing's wrong Sally, he's just, he keeps drawing this picture. An eye and under it he draws a scar. I don't know what to make of it, but he's been drawing the same picture for hours. He won't talk, or look up. He just keeps drawing."
Sally let out a labored sigh and whispered raggedly, "Thank god."
"Honestly I don't think this is healthy. It might have something to do with the murders." Susan whispered in exasperation.
"What, oh I just thought something had happened to Solo." Sally explained. "I think you're right about the drawing though. Let me get Heero and we'll go see about it."
"Is he better already?" Susan asked.
Sally looked up and saw Heero with his fingers wrapped around Wufie's neck while the latter kneed him in the stomach. "More or less." She said slowly. "I'll get him. Thanks for the call you have no idea what a life saver it was." Sally didn't wait for an answer but shut off the phone. Now to breaking up the two 'children.' "Guys, hey guys! That was Susan on the phone." They didn't look at her but continued to beat on another up. "Guys!" She tried again, but it was no use. Finally pissed off and frustrated Sally pulled out her gun aimed it at the wall right above Wufie's head and fired. The sound was deafening in the enclosed space, but it got their attention.
"What in the hell are you doing woman!" Wufie called in annoyance and forgot about Heero for the moment. "You could have shot me!"
"Humph maybe I should have." Sally joked. "That was Susan on the phone while you two where fighting. It's about Solo, we might have a lead in the murders."
Heero who had been leaning on the wall fighting blackout looked up his eyes intense. "You're letting me go right." His voice dared her to say no.
Sally smiled a little lopsidedly and looked at Wufie who was examining the bullet hole. "Yeah, if you guys are done fighting that is." Wufie grumbled something about the mission and his job, but kept silent mostly. He wasn't going to be any more of a problem. Silently Sally wondered if it was because Heero had been winning the fight.
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Heero was still pissed as he entered the Social Services office. He had the beginnings of a black eye and for what? They had let him leave anyway. Taking a sharp turn to his right Heero followed Sally and Wufie. His body was throbbing all over and his shoulder was on fire because of the fight he'd hand on thirty minutes ago. Even though he hated to admit it. He needed something for the pain. When he made sure Solo was safe and he was going to be able to take the child back he'd get something.
"Just around the corner here." Sally told them and opened a small door marked Susan Fowler.
As soon as Heero stepped in he was met with a smiling face. "Hello Heero, seems Solo has taken a real liking to you." She smiled wider and laughed at his shocked expression. "Sally told me he spoke to you."
Heero nodded, but he really wasn't interested in talking to this woman. "Can I see him?" He asked keeping his voice devoid of as much emotion as he could. It was hard though.
"Yeah." She said raising a brow. "I guess Sally told you about the picture right?"
Heero nodded. "Yeah."
Susan looked to Sally who shrugged. "Let Heero see him."
Susan turned to her right and opened another door. Heero, close behind her followed her into a play area. Where Solo sat by himself drawing with a run down red crayon. Heero felt his breath catching in his throat as he looked at the little boy. A feeling he was yet to recognize washed over him. Was it relief? He was safe that was all the mattered at the moment. He was safe. Heero let out a sigh of relief and headed for the child his hands pulling at his fingers in a nervous habit. "Solo." He spoke lowly his voice surprisingly choked.
Solo looked up and dropped his crayon. He was back. He was alive. Solo smiled and jumped from the chair in excitement. "Heero!" He yelled and raced for him.
Heero bent down and gathered the boy into his arms and hugged him. "Are you ready to go home?" He asked still astonished that he was speaking. Finally he was speaking.
"Yes," he said, "I just want to go home Daddy." With that said he buried his head into Heero shoulder and cried. His fingers wrapping into fabric of his shirt as he held on for dear life.
Heero didn't register the fact that Solo had one elbow jabbing painfully into his injured shoulder. All he heard was one word. 'Daddy.' Solo had called him 'Daddy.' He had never thought he'd hear that word in respect to himself. His son had died, but Solo wanted him to be his Daddy. Instead of losing his grip of backing away in fear Heero held him tighter.
Sally watched from the door and smiled. So Heero has finally healed she thought absently. Walking past the scene the two of them had created Sally moved to the drawings and bent to pick on of them up. The picture was actually haunting. The eye was shaky and red while under it the scar or mark gave the appearance of a bloody tear path. "Heero." She said looking up. "I think you should look at this."
Heero loosened his hold on Solo, but the boy refused to let go. Giving up Heero held him and walked to where Sally was kneeling over the pictures. Shakily he picked on of them up. He knew that scar. He knew it. Feeling his hand shake a bit. He laid it back on the table. "Trent, Trent Malcolm." He breathed.
Sally turned pale as the words left his mouth. He was right though. It was Trent. The only man who had ever come close to beating Heero, the man who had tried to assassinate Relena Peacecraft hundreds of times. The scar. Heero had given him that scar.
"Monster's." Solo said. "They're monster's." His little voice trembled with fear. "I know them they're monster's."
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"Have you been watching them?" Braddock asked as Trent's voice finally came over the com link.
"Yeah. It seems Mr. Yuy is going to get pain killers." Trent smiled viciously and laughed. "I have a feeling his pills are going to kill a lot more than his pain."
Braddock smiled inwardly. "So you switched his medication?"
"Easily done. I heard him talking about it with that Po woman and they headed back to the hospital. All I had to do was find the right prescription and switch them with my own special medicine. He'll be out for at least a whole night. When he finally wakes up the kid will be gone and they'll be a note by his bed."
"Good, good. How about Calvin, is he with you?" Braddock asked.
"Yeah, he's here in fact he was the one who made the actual switch. I was there but kept myself in the shadows. That kid was giving a fit when they showed up. He's going to be a pain in the ass to deal with." Trent confided.
"Worry about that later." Braddock said. "Just get the kid so we can get Yuy and I can get to Mars." His voice was urgent as he ordered. "We have even less time then I imagined. Not everyone believes my story that Yuy left me. My support is falling and if they get to Mars first we're doomed."
"Don't worry. We've got it." Trent said.
"You'd better." Braddock demanded and terminated the connection.
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It was night by the time Heero and Solo made it back home. The child was exhausted and to Heero's own surprise he was too. Lying the boy down on his bed he went to get a glass of water and take his pills. His arm was killing him and he had made sure these pills wouldn't make him sleepy. After all he needed to watch out for Solo. Things were dangerous now.
Filling a glass of water he took two pills out of the bottle and downed them quickly. With that done he stumbled back to the bed and fell asleep with Solo curled close to his side.
* * * * * Outside Heero's house 12 am
"Sleeping like a baby." Calvin whispered and laughed. "All we have to do know is wait for the drugs to take effect."
"It'll only take a few minutes." Trent advised. "Sweet dreams Yuy."
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