Chapter 3:

I remember slowly awaking to the sound of a rhythmic beeping. I realized it was a heart monitor and that the beeping noise I heard was my own heartbeat. My sight was blurry at first but my eyes soon focused; in front of me I saw the woman who had been my doctor since I was a little girl, Sally Po. Something troubled me, though; her eye color wasn't what I always remembered it being. She smiled warmly at me when she realized I was awake and asked me how I felt.

"Kind of dizzy, I think," was the answer I remember giving her. She nodded and placed a hand on my forehead and checked a few other things before writing something down.

She put her pen down and studied me for a moment before saying, "You were found right in the middle of a Gundam battle. A very dangerous place to be, and not only for someone your age. What you were doing there, I'm not going to ask. I will ask for your name, though."

I knew she expected me to give it to her then so I did, even though I was almost certain she should have known it, "It's Andrea Yuy, don't you…know that?"

She frowned at me and turned to her clipboard to write something down. She then turned back to me and asked, "Your parents are Relena and Heero?"

I scratched my forehead where my wound was still healing—I had forgotten it was there until now—and then answered her, confused so much I thought I was dreaming, "Yeah, they are, didn't you know that? Aren't you Sally Po?"

"Yes, Drea, and I would like to ask if you have dyed your hair recently."

I blinked a few times before answering, "No, why would I do that?" I questioned grabbing one of my messy pigtails. They had been honey colored all my life—the same color as my mom's hair. I remember starting to be a bit worried, not knowing why things were just the slightest bit off. It was quite disturbing, really. "Where am I? Where are my parents?" I asked with hysteria creeping into my voice.

"Calm down, calm down. You're just at the Preventer's base in the infirmary ward. Your dad, or at least that is who I think he was, was the one to bring you here. You were found unconscious in the middle of a battle, like I said, and your dad spotted you. He paused from the battle to bring you here, although when I asked if you were his kid he—never mind." She shook her head, two short braids swinging with the motion and continued, "Your mom is busy in meetings but will come visit you when she gets out of one."

I remember taking the information in but couldn't understand what she was saying; it didn't make sense to me. My father didn't fight in battles, and there weren't even any battles I knew about. It was her eyes, though, that were the most unsettling. I was sure I knew what color her eyes were. "Did your eyes…change color?" I asked even though I didn't think that was even possible.

"Change color? Why no, they've been like this as far back as I can remember, why do you ask? I know you've only seen me a couple times, are you sure you remember my eye color from when you last saw me?"

I remember shaking my head in disbelief at her last comment. A couple times? I had seen her many more times than that; I've been going to her whenever I was sick, or not really sick, since I was a baby.

A knock at the door interrupted me then from my puzzled thoughts that were swimming through my poor six-year-old head, and my mom entered. My first thoughts were that I was glad to see her, but a few moments later, something about her seemed…different…as well that I couldn't quite place my finger on.

She first had a few private whispered words with Sally before coming to me and asking how I was. I told I was feeling all right, except being a bit dizzy. She nodded with a small smile and sat down at the edge of my bed. I remember looking at her face, studying it, really, and I noticed that her face looked a bit different somehow. Almost like it looked older without her really looking older. "Are you my mom?" I asked innocently. I knew it was a pretty dumb question to ask but I asked it all the same.

She frowned at me and rubbed her hands together for a moment before answering, "Perhaps, do you think I am?"

I shrugged and answered, "I don't know. Nothing has made sense to me since I woke up here. I think you're my mommy, and I don't think you are at the same time. Are you?"

She paused, staring at me a few moments, before answering, "No, I don't believe I am. Even if I'm not around her most of the time, I pride myself in knowing I could pick my daughter out of a crowd even if I couldn't see her in one. A remarkable resemblance, I'll admit, but not only is the hair color wrong, but you just look…different…somehow."

Sally was listening intently as well as me and said to Relena, "Are you sure? I've never seen any two people look so alike as this girl does to your own. Besides, she says her name is Andrea Yuy, and that you and Heero are her parents. That seems a bit more than a coincidence."

Relena shook her head, "I already told you, I know exactly how my daughter looks and this isn't it. As for her name," Relena sighed, "I think this is something that needs solving." She turned to me then and asked me, "Your mom…does she look just like me?" I nodded and she continued, "What's her job?"

"She's the President of the United States." I answered proud I was able to say that whole thing without messing it up.

The woman in front of me, the one so similar and so different from my mom it scared me, put up a thoughtful look for a moment before saying, "Your father, then?"

"He works for my mom, I don't really know what he does, though."

She sighed and then looked at Sally and turned back to me, "If her parents really are who she says they are than my only conclusion is she is not from this world, nor any we could reach by means of space travel."

Sally's eyes widened, "You're kidding! Another dimension, you're saying? Well that doesn't seem very possible."

Relena stood up and shook her head, "It might just be that. I have to go now, see that she is well taken care of. If anyone wonders about her, other than Heero, who I want you to tell what I just told you, tell them…that she was some girl found unconscious on the street and brought in by me because I noticed the resemblance. I don't want any trouble brought on her; my other self would probably not appreciate it. Goodbye," She turned to me and smiled, "Goodbye, child." She said then exited and left Sally and me to wonder about her strange conclusion.

"It almost makes sense." Sally said and moved around to all the machines to make sure I wasn't attached to anything. She then helped me out of the bed and made sure I could stand. She motioned me to the door my "other" mom had left and turned to say to me, "Whether your mo—Relena is right or not, you should still keep a low profile. You may wander about the base freely, but do try to avoid people. And please, whatever you do, don't leave the building." I nodded to her and left the room.

I was glad to be out of there, that room was starting to get on my nerves. I didn't really know where to go, so I just chose to go down the hall to my right and follow it to wherever it would take me.

Some time later, after I had done a good job at wandering the place, I found myself outside one of the entrances. Heero—not my dad, I had to remind myself that—walked through that entrance right then followed by a few other people. I recognized most of them as friends of my parents. Duo was there, though it took me some time to recognize him with all that hair. I saw Quatre only once before but remember him because of how much I liked him. Trowa I remembered because of my strange thought at the circus before I arrived here. The last one I either didn't know or couldn't remember, though I thought he might be Wufei, a friend my parents had mentioned before.

Each one had something different about them. Duo's hair was the main thing, though I thought there was something else. Quatre I thought looked a bit less innocent, and his hair was cut differently. There was something different about him also that I couldn't figure out. Trowa's strange bangs were what was the most obvious. Though something about him as well was quite different. The other guy I didn't know and therefore couldn't tell if he looked different or not.

As for my dad, or the one that I would normally think was my dad, he looked more similar to what I knew him as than anyone else I had met. The same deadly look, along with the same mysteriousness shrouded in darkness. Though he seemed a bit more extreme in all those cases. Though the aura he would always give off, the touch-me-and-I'll-probably-kill-you aura, never would phase me. It almost did now, when I looked at him while he stared down at me.

"I could have sworn your daughter had your hair color, not Relena's. Or did you let her dye her hair?" Duo's voice was the same, the one that always wanted to make me laugh.

"That's because she is not my daughter." Heero said coldly, eyeing me with a suspicious glare.

I remember it took me some time to work up my courage enough to actually talk to him with that searching glare locked on me, "Mom—Relena has a message for you." Heero's eyebrow raised just the slightest bit so I decided to continue, "She says that she thinks that I come from a different another…dimension…and that I need to be treated well." I glanced at the people standing to his side and then remembered that Heero was supposed to be told that and only him. I winced and smacked my forehead before looking back up at him.

The searching glare hadn't left his face but he nodded slightly, "If Relena really said that then I'll have to respect it. Consider yourself lucky; I was ready to lock you in a room as an impostor. I still believe you might be one, but I think I won't lock you up." He looked at the others and plainly told them to go away and then told me to follow him. I nodded and followed behind him, though it proved difficult because his stride was at a faster pace than my short legs were used to.

Without glancing at me, he said, "They weren't supposed to know that, were they?"

I grimaced; even my real dad had a way of figuring out things. I gave a quiet, "They weren't", and had to catch up after slowing my pace. He stopped outside a door and knocked, resting on the wall while waiting for someone to open. Someone in the room, I had no idea who they were, peaked their heads out and asked, "Yes?". Heero quietly asked something of the man that I couldn't hear and shortly after Relena walked out.

She glanced at him then, to me, and then back at him before saying, "I thought I might be taken from an important meeting for this. What is it, Heero? You don't believe my theory or you think she's a spy?"

He gave her a level stare and then said, "Both, actually, though I'll listen to your reasoning behind it later. I was really just checking to make sure your message was real and she wasn't a spy, though. Since it was, I'm taking her to Maxwell's house. I'm in no mood for baby-sitting, especially if it's not my daughter."

Relena paused for a moment before nodding and telling him that would be all right. She also told him to tell Hilde about her theory so she didn't become too curious. He agreed and I soon I found myself in a car on my way to Hilde's. I remember wondering if each of her four kids would be there too, but didn't ask because I felt this Heero didn't care too much for me.

During the car ride, I fell deep in sad thought as I became homesick. I remembered how my dad was much nicer to me and wouldn't treat me this badly even if I wasn't his real daughter. Then I wondered about my other half, or whatever she was. If I was here, and she wasn't, then where was she? I had a sickening feeling that I had a actually switched places with the Andrea Yuy of this world.

            -End Chapter 3