"WAH!" Shinna cried out, searching through her bag. "I TOTALLY did not get enough shirts and blankets! And I didn't even grab any food!"

Trio, who was sitting up against the building with her eyes closed and arms crossed, said, "How much money did we get from Sherri?"

"I don't know."

Trio stood up and put out her hand, "Let me count."

Shinna shook her head. "It's too dark to see."

"There's a light over there," Trio argued, "I'll go count and I'll be right back."

"Fine." Shinna finally consented. "But don't come crying to me if something happens to you."

"I know you'll save me," Trio retorted with smirk. She walked along the side of the building, sat down on the outskirts of the light and began pulling out the bills.

Shinna kept muttering to herself, "Didn't get enough survival stuff. Wish I had more time. Blasted Wufei, got what was coming to him." At the thought of Wufei, Shinna stopped ranting.

'Did Wufei really deserve that?'

'Of course he did! He should've kept out of my way!'

'But he was acting like a father, trying to keep you from doing something stupid.'

'Nataku!?'

'Yes?'

'Shut up. I don't need your opinion!'

'Only on one condition.'

'And that would be?'

'Call and see if he's alive.'

'Of course he's alive! He IS a Gundam pilot after all.'

'But his own daughter stabbed him in the belly with a knife. He may die from a mental wound.'

'What are you talking about?'

'Think about it,' Shinna was suddenly in a dark place, with the Gundam Nataku her own size, sitting next to her. 'Why was Wufei so worried about Sally falling?'

Shinna thought she knew, but didn't quite know. 'How should I know?'

'Sally's pregnant of course! So why would he care about you?'

'Why indeed.'

'Would you stop that?'

'Fine.'

'Personally, I think he cares because you're.well.his daughter.'

'Then why does he hate me?'

'You're as much his daughter as you are not. Haven't you ever had an internal conflict?'

'Yea, lots.'

'Was it hard to chose between the two?'

'Always is.'

'So maybe that's why he tried to stop you. Because he doesn't know if he loves you or hates you, and I think that that stabbing didn't really help your case any.'

'So? I don't care about him!'

'Would you like it to weigh on your conscience for a while? What if he dies? Is that something you want?'

Shinna suddenly felt tears in her eyes. Nataku was right. She had taken advantage of his feelings and had injured him. He MIGHT die, and if he did, it would be all her fault. Even when she wasn't in her Gundam mode she felt a connection to him. She was so much like him, even in his stubbornness.

'Fine. I'll call and make sure he's okay.'

'Okay.' Shinna suddenly found herself back in her own body, looking at Trio sitting on the ground counting the money she had gotten, no, stolen from Sherri. She'd have to pay her back, big time someday.

"Trio? Are you done?"

"Yea," was the reply as she stood up. Trio brushed herself off and walked out of the light into her element, the dark.

"How much?"

"Two hundred-eight."

"Wow, she must have had to work hard to get that much."

"Having second thoughts? " Trio asked, eyebrow raised in concern.

"Nataku convinced me Wufei might have actually been concerned about me when he tried to restrain us and I'm thinking of calling to see if he's okay."

"Here," Trio said, handing Shinna her cell phone. "Look up Ken's cell, but be quick." Shinna nodded gratefully.

Pushing one button, the cell lit up and made it easier for Shinna to find the buttons. Once she found Ken's cell phone number, she pressed 'send'.

"Hello? Ken here." Shinna could hear a lot of voices in the background.

"Ken? It's Shinna. Is Wufei okay."

"How can you ask that?!" Ken exploded. "You stabbed the guy for crying out loud!" The background noise disappeared.

"And I'm sorry I did, but I want to know if he's okay."

"Why don't you ask him yourself." Ken shoved the phone into Wufei's limp hands. He looked at the phone for a second, daring to believe it was actually Shinna. He'd expected her to never speak to him again after the night's incidents, much less call to see if he was okay.

"This is Wufei."

"Hi, um, Wufei. I'm sorry, I can't you 'Dad' yet, it doesn't seem right at the moment. Well, what I mean is.um.uh."

"Get to the point."

"I had a conversation with an old friend of yours. He convinced me I should actually care about you. We're both trying to decide if we can accept each other, and I understand how hard it is. Well, what I'm really calling to say is I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I stabbed you, but I need some time to sort everything out without interference. Please forgive me and please understand."