Well I've fixed this chapter, and added some more to it. To be honest with you, I was just not happy with the first attempt at this chapter. But then again the first part is sorta the same as the last time I did this. So enjoy!

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Chapter 5:

=Running. Must keep running. They are gaining, coming closer. Can't let them catch me. Can't let them take me back. = She was running in a dark and endless void. Out of breath, she pushed her legs harder. Her lungs were screaming for her to stop and rest, but she can't stop no matter what she can't. Suddenly, she lurched forward, tripping in an unseen object. She cried out as she hit the floor. Whimpering, she pulled herself up as chains from behind shot out at her wrapping themselves around her small frame. She screamed, and started to struggle against the bonds, that somehow grown spikes, and had started to dig into her flesh. More chains shot out from every angle to repeat the fist. Soon she was surrounded with chains that have tormented her for as long as she could remember.

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-= Trinity? =-a transparent figure ghosted up through the floor of the room Trinity was currently sleeping in. There sleeping on the bed was Trinity. To an untrained eye she would have appeared to be sleeping peacefully, completely unaware of her soundings. But the figure knew better, he could tell if she was sleeping through a nightmare, or was truly at rest as she perceived. The very air around her was stiff with tension. He could practically feel it rolling off her in waves. That was the only way he could really tell if she was dreaming peacefully. With a couple of quick strides, he was at her bed side, caressing her face gently with his transparent hand.

-= "Shhh, I'm here. Relax, your safe here, no one's going to hurt you." =- His voice was not a quiet voice, but was like a breeze that echoed in the distance as it combed thought the trees. He started to hum an old tune while slowly caressing her tired face. He watched slowly drop all her defenses, masks, and her training to show the tired battered soul that lay beneath it all.

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Making their way up the stairs was Quatra and Trowa. They were bringing some broth for Trinity, who must be hungry by now. As they came closer to the room, they heard an old melody being hummed by a male voice, but for some reason, the voice sounded like it was not completely there. It sounded like sounded like it was being hummed form a distance but was still loud enough for them to tell the person was in the room before them.

Fearing for the worst of their new comrade, Trowa pulled out his gun and placed himself before Quatra, who suddenly paled while clutching the shirt above his heart. The click of the safety switch thrown echoed in the hall way as the humming softly slowed to a stop. Peering into the bedroom, he saw a man sitting a Trinity's bedside.

Twisting his form in the doorway, Trowa trained his gun at the transparent man. Quatra came up behind him, and let out a surprised gasp.

"Trowa! That's the man that brought Trinity back in to the hanger!" Quatra whispered, as Trowa tightened his hold on his gun.

"Who are you?"" Trowa's voice rang though the room as the faded figure continued to gaze at Trinity. "I said who are you!" Trowa repeated himself with more force that the first time. Looking up the ghost stood from the bed side.

-= Please take care of her.=- his voice trailed off in that same tone as before and disappeared. Trowa quickly walked to Trin's bedside to check for other fresh injuries, but found none. Placing the tray upon the desk top, Quatra looked to Trowa.

"Who do you think that was?" Quatra sat on the edge of Trin's bed.

"I don't know, but I'm willing to bet he's up to no good."

"Maybe, but I doubt that."

"Why?" Just then a small whimper came from under the sheets. Upon hearing that whimper, Quatra moved his hand down her face to calm her.

"Nichan?" She groaned.

"Shhh it's me Quatra. Relax; I'm here to feed you some broth." He helped her sit up. Trowa sensed that he was no longer needed and left the room pondering.

Holding the bowl in between the two, he started to feed her broth. "Who were you calling Nichan?" Glaring at the spoon offered before her she spoke. "Sorry, I thought you were someone else." Her voice was low, as she took the offered spoon in her mouth. Later, when the soup was gone, Trin fell back to asleep.

Around midnight, Trinity awoke with a need to move. She gently got up and moved to her duffle bag and took out a needle and a small jar. She injected some of the serum in to her blood, and replaced the jar in her bag, while tossing the needle in to the waste basket. She then made her way quietly down the hall and in to the hanger below the establishment, unaware of the Prussian blue eyes watching her every move.

Once in the Hanger, she climbed up to the platform on her silver Gundam.

"Sirius?" she whispered, pulling herself in to the cock pit.

-= Yes? =- A spectral man materialized in the seat of the cockpit.

"Spar with me?" it was not so much as a request, but more like a plea for something deeper, something more.

-= Alright =-

On the floor of the hanger, they took their respective stances and faced each other.

-= Are you sure you want to do this? =- his face showed doubt, from the fact that she was still wounded.

"Yes."

So they started to spar, it dragged on for hours. First a jab then a kick, they both seemed to have so much energy that would never last. But all things came to an end, when suddenly Trin collapsed to the floor, seemingly tired and weak. Sirius quickly dashed to her side.

-= Are you alright? =- He helped her over to the foot of her Gundam and sat her down.

"Yea, I'm just fine. Just let me catch me breath." Her breath was coming out in short pants.

-= I don't think so you need rest. I should not have let it gone on for that long. =- He picked her up and carried her up the Gundam and entered the cockpit. Once inside he set her down on piloting seat, then activating the controls he had the chair recline on its own. -= You know, when I was first learning how to control this body I'd always do the opposite of what I really intended to do. =- He chuckled dryly.

"We all had trouble at first." He laid a blanket atop her now shivering body. He reached in to the glove compartment and pulled out another small jar and a needle.

-= Here give me your arm. =- She placed her arm on his outstretched hand. He then injected the serum in to her blood stream, and then disposed of the needle.

"Nichan?"

-= Yes? =-

"Thank you, for doing what you do for me."

-= Your welcome. =-

Out side, in the hanger, Heero Yuy picked you the enmity injection needle, and examined what was left of the liquid that had been in it just moments before. "It just doesn't fit.." he murmured before turning toward the stairs and headed back to his room.

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Duo: So your just gona leave them hanging like that? Me: I dun know.... Duo: I think it's a bit dull right now. Me: Me too. What do you think I should do? Duo: put some UTTER CHAOS AND DESTRUCTION IN IT!!!!! Me: I was thinking the same, but I'm torn between pairing her up for a mission or to send her out alone and have one of you guys stalk her and watch her blow up the base without the use bombs. Duo: I dun know... How about we leave it up to the viewers to decide? Me: Sure either way I've got some great idea for either path. Duo: Well review and tell us what you would like to read, A) a pair up, or B) a solo with a stalker? REVIEW AND TELL US!