Training: End

"So how was training?" Doctor G asked two weeks later. Ignoring Heero's bandaged head, Trowa's black eyes, the mad twitching in Quatre's eyes and Duo's arm still dripping blood on the floor from the entrance to the controls. The only two unblemished people from the training was the girl herself, and Wufei, who was keeping a fair distance between him and the girl; like at the other end of the Gundam hanger.

Hands came out and thumbs went up.

"Oh, she's ready," Duo spoke, gripping his arm harder around the wound area to pause the flow of blood. "We'll only need to give her a gun and put her in OZ central base. She'll help them self-destruct."

"That's good to hear!" Doctor G exclaimed, rubbing his hands together in delight as he eyed the girl before him. "Technical knowledge?"

"She could wipe out entire systems with her fingers if she tries," Heero replied, glaring hard at the girl. "All she needs is the access codes and more training in typing."

"Balance?"

"She doesn't fall," Trowa quietly answered, looking at the Doctor G from his swollen black eye. 'but makes others fall . . .'

"Stealth?"

"She has taken me by surprise plenty of times, you can be sure of that!" A disgruntled Duo replied, pouting as he answered.

Doctor J nodded his head with pleasure and then asked the question he was really concerned with: "How about piloting a Gundam?"

A look exchanged between the boys. On the ground, the girl was already dangerous. In a Gundam Robot? The results could be disastrous!

As if as one, all the boys gave Duo the silencing glare. Duo shrugged his shoulders and pretended to look up at the ceiling. Anyway, he just about as keen as the other boys to let the girl try piloting a Gundam.

Assured that Duo would not try speaking out the truth, Heero answered: "Yeah. She got the appropriate practice." Then he shot a glare at the girl when she gave him a look of surprise.

Jess, realizing now was not a good time to correct the boy, looked down at the ground instead. After all, whatever did that question have to do with her home going? The doctors had already given their word that once her performance was evaluated, she would be sent home, regardless of the war.

So choosing to stare at the floor was better than giving the game away. Why jeopardize her chances of going home sooner?

Meanwhile, all three doctors looked at each other and nodded. The time was now near at hand.

"Very good," Doctor J praised, waving a hand in dismissal. "You may all go back to your rooms."

Once all the boys and the girl had shuffled out of the room, Master O gave a whoop of joy. Doctor G started laughing. And Doctor J rubbed his hands with glee.

"Finally!" Doctor J said with a breathless voice filled with excitement and anticipation, "Finally operation J.C can start."

Then all three scientists threw back their heads and laughed an evil laugh.

Author's Proclamation: Can't get enough of Jess? Catch her in my other fic: "The Story That Never Was".

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