Playroom
Gundam Wing AU
Cherries
~*~* : flashbacks to Wufei's childhood.
~#~#~#~#~#~: flashbacks to Zechs's childhood
Part 8: Stop - Ending
The hospital guards couldn't find any trace of Alfred Richards. All the cameras from the playroom to the buildings entrance were knocked out and half of the computers were shut down. Sally was frustrated and police arrived immediately. Once Zechs replayed the conversation in the garden, the Chang murders were re-opened. The officers wanted to speak to Wufei personally, but the boy was sent back to his room.
Zechs held his hands up and kept the officers at bay. "Wait a moment. He said he'd speak to you if I had time to check on my place and you made sure there wasn't any danger Sally and me. That's what has him worried right now." A young officer sighed, "Excuse me, Mr. Merquise. I'm Detective Otto Weiss. Could you please just tell the boy we have everything handled but we really need to speak with him." Zechs shook his head, "No. I'm sorry, but as his doctor I can't allow anyone to disturbed his mental state. He's really fragile right now. I don't want you or the press anywhere near him right now."
Before the officer could say anything, he was shoved aside Dorothy. "Hey, Zechs. It's Treize. He won't answer the phone and I've tried calling like a thousand times." Otto frowned, "Who's Treize?"
Zechs was staring blankly at Dorothy, "What do you mean? He was at home just two hours ago. That's when I last spoke to him. He has to be still be there." Otto turned to Dorothy and asked her, "Who's Treize?" The girl flicked her hair back, "He's my older cousin. He's a doctor here and Zech's- roommate." Zechs balled his hand into a fist. "Shut up Dorothy! Go try and calling the apartment again. The last thing I remember is telling him about Wufei. He was coming down here."
Otto scratched his chin. "Let me get some guys to check out your home Dr. Merquise. I think we may have a problem here." He turned to two other officers. "Go check his place out and get a background check on this guy Alfred Richards. Find out where he was when the kid's mother and sister were killed." He looked back to Zechs. The blonde looked crestfallen and slightly wounded, "Are you okay?" Zechs shook his head. "You don't think that psychotic bastard went after Treize do you?"
Otto shrugged and lighted a cigarette. "I don't know. You're the shrink."
Sally stalked over and snatched the cigarette. "No smoking in the wing. Get your baboons out of here." She turned and noticed Zechs. "What's wrong Zechs? Is Wufei alright?" The young man's eyes were turning glassy with tears, "He's okay Sally. Treize isn't answering and what Wufei said earlier- I have a few doubts about his safety." Sally walked over and patted the young man's back. "Hey, it's going to be okay. I know he's like a brother to you. Don't worry about it." Zechs shook his head. "I have to worry about. I'm emotional. I just want to know where he is."
The door opened and Wufei stuck his head out. "Can I go now? I don't want to stay here right now."
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"Someone make the room stop spinning."
Treize starred up at bright, blaring light. He could make out faint laughter, but it sounded like it came from far away. He wasn't sure he could remember what happened to him. "Where am I?" He found that sitting up was not going to help his headache. He asked again, "Where am I? Who's there? What's with the lights? Am I in a hospital?"
A bright shock of red hair came into view on his right, then a second on his left. "Hey there," said two voices simultaneously. Treize frowned and closed his eyes. ". What happened? Could you shut off that light? It's hurting my eyes." Treize turned his head to the side. His eyes were beginning to get use to the light. "Am I talking? Can't someone answer me?" Another curious laugh descended to his ears. // "What's going on? The last thing I remember was- oh shit the car! I was dragged off!"// Having remembered he looked up again. This time he shouted, "I want to know where I am! Who are you! Why did you bring me here!"
There was a soft hissing sound in the distance. The light was no longer affecting his eyes and he could finally make out the figures around him. Timothy and Thomas were tying down his legs. He was on a medical table and the hissing was coming right across the room from a gas tank.
Cassius walked over with the gas tank. "Hey there, sleeping beauty." He lowered the mask onto Treize's face. "We need you to sleep awhile longer. Don't worry. We'll wake up you later." Before Treize could protest he felt his eyes rolling back and the memory of the strangers face fading from his mind. // "Milliardo? Milliardo." //
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That's it for Playroom. Sorry for the short ending but the sequel is going to be a bit long. Part two is out of clinic mostly 5x6 and well. I'm debating what to do with Treize. I might even make a lemonade (that's what you do with lemons^_^) .. I hope it's read ^_^;
Michelle Micky
Gundam Wing AU
Cherries
~*~* : flashbacks to Wufei's childhood.
~#~#~#~#~#~: flashbacks to Zechs's childhood
Part 8: Stop - Ending
The hospital guards couldn't find any trace of Alfred Richards. All the cameras from the playroom to the buildings entrance were knocked out and half of the computers were shut down. Sally was frustrated and police arrived immediately. Once Zechs replayed the conversation in the garden, the Chang murders were re-opened. The officers wanted to speak to Wufei personally, but the boy was sent back to his room.
Zechs held his hands up and kept the officers at bay. "Wait a moment. He said he'd speak to you if I had time to check on my place and you made sure there wasn't any danger Sally and me. That's what has him worried right now." A young officer sighed, "Excuse me, Mr. Merquise. I'm Detective Otto Weiss. Could you please just tell the boy we have everything handled but we really need to speak with him." Zechs shook his head, "No. I'm sorry, but as his doctor I can't allow anyone to disturbed his mental state. He's really fragile right now. I don't want you or the press anywhere near him right now."
Before the officer could say anything, he was shoved aside Dorothy. "Hey, Zechs. It's Treize. He won't answer the phone and I've tried calling like a thousand times." Otto frowned, "Who's Treize?"
Zechs was staring blankly at Dorothy, "What do you mean? He was at home just two hours ago. That's when I last spoke to him. He has to be still be there." Otto turned to Dorothy and asked her, "Who's Treize?" The girl flicked her hair back, "He's my older cousin. He's a doctor here and Zech's- roommate." Zechs balled his hand into a fist. "Shut up Dorothy! Go try and calling the apartment again. The last thing I remember is telling him about Wufei. He was coming down here."
Otto scratched his chin. "Let me get some guys to check out your home Dr. Merquise. I think we may have a problem here." He turned to two other officers. "Go check his place out and get a background check on this guy Alfred Richards. Find out where he was when the kid's mother and sister were killed." He looked back to Zechs. The blonde looked crestfallen and slightly wounded, "Are you okay?" Zechs shook his head. "You don't think that psychotic bastard went after Treize do you?"
Otto shrugged and lighted a cigarette. "I don't know. You're the shrink."
Sally stalked over and snatched the cigarette. "No smoking in the wing. Get your baboons out of here." She turned and noticed Zechs. "What's wrong Zechs? Is Wufei alright?" The young man's eyes were turning glassy with tears, "He's okay Sally. Treize isn't answering and what Wufei said earlier- I have a few doubts about his safety." Sally walked over and patted the young man's back. "Hey, it's going to be okay. I know he's like a brother to you. Don't worry about it." Zechs shook his head. "I have to worry about. I'm emotional. I just want to know where he is."
The door opened and Wufei stuck his head out. "Can I go now? I don't want to stay here right now."
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"Someone make the room stop spinning."
Treize starred up at bright, blaring light. He could make out faint laughter, but it sounded like it came from far away. He wasn't sure he could remember what happened to him. "Where am I?" He found that sitting up was not going to help his headache. He asked again, "Where am I? Who's there? What's with the lights? Am I in a hospital?"
A bright shock of red hair came into view on his right, then a second on his left. "Hey there," said two voices simultaneously. Treize frowned and closed his eyes. ". What happened? Could you shut off that light? It's hurting my eyes." Treize turned his head to the side. His eyes were beginning to get use to the light. "Am I talking? Can't someone answer me?" Another curious laugh descended to his ears. // "What's going on? The last thing I remember was- oh shit the car! I was dragged off!"// Having remembered he looked up again. This time he shouted, "I want to know where I am! Who are you! Why did you bring me here!"
There was a soft hissing sound in the distance. The light was no longer affecting his eyes and he could finally make out the figures around him. Timothy and Thomas were tying down his legs. He was on a medical table and the hissing was coming right across the room from a gas tank.
Cassius walked over with the gas tank. "Hey there, sleeping beauty." He lowered the mask onto Treize's face. "We need you to sleep awhile longer. Don't worry. We'll wake up you later." Before Treize could protest he felt his eyes rolling back and the memory of the strangers face fading from his mind. // "Milliardo? Milliardo." //
*******
That's it for Playroom. Sorry for the short ending but the sequel is going to be a bit long. Part two is out of clinic mostly 5x6 and well. I'm debating what to do with Treize. I might even make a lemonade (that's what you do with lemons^_^) .. I hope it's read ^_^;
Michelle Micky