Disclaimer-I don't own Gundam Wing. Lien, Helena, Aralia, and Odin are my own characters. BTW, Aralia is pronounced Uh-rail-yuh and Lien is pronounced Lee-en.

The Little Girl

A girl about 10 years old walked in the snow. She had black hair in two buns on the side of her head and black, slightly slanted, eyes. Her possessions included the clothes on her and a Ziploc bag of sandwiches.

Running away, a rite of passage for all young children, was the greatest idea she had ever come up with. Unusually cunning for her age—probably getting it from her father—it had been easy for her to escape from that "orphanage" as it was called. It really was a rat hole with dirty, miserable kids and even more miserable people in charge. It was a horrible place to grow up, especially when she could look up her heritage and find her own parents.

Her mother, she found, had died. But her father was very much alive.

And she knew where he was.

Christmas Eve, AC 204. A reunion party was taking place in the Darlian mansion. Well, that's what the world still called it, but it was really the Yuy Mansion now.

Outside in the snow-covered lawn, a few children played. 6-year-old Helena Angeline Maxwell presided over 4-year-old Aralia Elizabeth Yuy. Relena Yuy watched them from the safety and warmth of the front porch, holding 2-year-old Odin Richard Yuy.

Helena made a snowball and tossed it at Aralia. The girl ducked, and the snowball, with Helena's excellent shot behind it, sailed towards the iron gate.

"Hey!"

"Auntie Relee', there's a girl there!"

"Helena, sweetie, I think you should go inside," Relena said, thinking the cold was making Helena hallucinate.

"Aunt Relee', there's a girl there!" Helena persisted. She turned towards the gate at the girl she had accidentally hit. "Hey! What's your name!"

"Lien!" the girl called back.

"Oh my God!" Relena could finally see the girl Helen was talking about. Shifting Odin in her arms, she ran out towards the iron gate.

"What are you doing out here?! It's 45 degrees!"

"I'm looking for my father," the girl, Lien, said.

"Are you lost?"

"No. I know where he is."

"Where?"

"Here."

Relena looked surprised. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," Lien said. "My father's name is…"


"Daddy, we found a girl!"

Helena, dripping wet with melting snow, hurled herself into Duo's arms.

"What's that about, Angel?" Duo asked, using his nickname for her.

"We found a girl! I hit her with a snowball!"

"Why'd you do that, Angel?"

"I was trying to hit Aralia."

Duo felt rather than saw the glare Heero gave him. Heero was very protective of his little girl, "the Princess", as Duo had dubbed her. Well, it wasn't too far from the truth, anyway.

"And guess what!"

"What, Angel?"

"She says her daddy is…"

"Helena, sweetie," Relena said, finally catching up with the hyperactive girl. She held Odin in her arm, her other hand holding Lien's. Aralia clung to her mother's leg. "This is something we grown-ups need to discuss." Relena shot a look at Heero. Heero read her eyes and saw the seriousness in them. He looked at Aralia.

"Aralia, go upstairs with Helena."

"Yes, Daddy," Aralia said. She grabbed Helena's hand and darted up the stairs.

"So, what's this about?" Sally asked. She glanced at Lien. "What's your name?"

"Lien. I'm looking for my father. He's here." Her eyes darted around the room.

Wufei had been staring at Lien the whole time she had been there. There was something so familiar about her, but there couldn't be. He had never known anyone named Lien.

"Who's your father? And where's your mother?" Quatre asked. There was a feeling of anxiety in the room. They all had a feeling as to who it was and were waiting for her to disprove them.

"Mother…mother is dead," Lien said. I was painful for her to think of the mother she had never known. "But my father is Chang Wufei."

I bet you all have questions, don't you? Well, I shall write more soon!