AN Finally! The story begins. Wufei has found something. And he needs help with solving the puzzle.
You know, I realized this fic is also a lot about people's character, perhaps more so than an
exciting plot. Should I change the genre? Perhaps I will. For now, enjoy the story. It's speeding up
a little.
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Under Pressure
Chapter 5
~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Quatre!" The yell echoed through the hospital corridor. The blond owner of that name smiled
as he walked to where the shouting originated from. When he stepped through the door, he saw an
extraordinary irritated Heero sitting up on his bed with when leg dangling down to the ground.
Obviously he had been trying to get up again, and obviously, judging by the nurses and doctors
surrounding his bed, he had been stopped, again.
"Quatre, will you please tell your staff that I am feeling perfectly alright and that I am
perfectly able to walk out of this hospital without assistance."
"Oh, just let them, Heero. Besides, you are my employer as well, therefor I am responsible for
your welfare, and if the doctor hasn't discharged you yet, I can't live with my conscience to let you
go." Quatre smiled sweetly, knowing full well, he was driving his friend very close to the edge with
his answer.
"Fine," came the grunted reply. "I quit. Happy, now? Now, you're no longer 'responsible for my
welfare' and you can let me go."
Quatre shook his head. "No, I am not letting you get out of here until the doctor says it's okay.
Be patient, Heero. Just wait for the result on the blood test. It won't be more than a day or two."
Heero shot his host a glare that said 'it had better not be more or else you're in deep trouble',
but thankfully he gave up his resistance and crawled back in bed.
"Relena's gone back home."
Quatre didn't quite get the answer he had expected. All he got was a raised eyebrow, accompanied
by a slight "Oh?"
When the room was emptied, besides the two friends, the patient said casually, "Why?"
Quatre smiled. "Apparently Zechs couldn't cope with the amount of work Relena dumped on him,
and I understand he didn't have to take over all of her duties."
"She takes on too much," came the ruff reply. Quatre frowned. Had he actually heard concern in
that stony voice? Well, he didn't really understand the nature of the relationship between the two. Duo
kept insisting they were in love, but every time he brought that up, Hilde chucked something at his head.
Trowa said that deep down they were the same, although he admitted he didn't really know in what way.
Wufei just shrugged and didn't think anything about the matter.
Quatre didn't know what to think. The two obviously felt something for each other, because Heero
kept heading straight for danger if Relena was in it and Relena went out of her way to keep Heero out of
danger. It was quite an interesting dance to watch, because it always resulted with the both of them in
deadly peril and somehow they always managed to get out of it, Relena unscathed and Heero on the verge
of death. And then Relena would start blaming herself for Heero's hurtings.
Quatre shook his head, which caused Heero to cock an eyebrow. "You don't agree?"
Quatre frowned and racked his brains, searching for what Heero meant. "Yes, I do," he said finally.
"But she is the only one capable of doing that kind of work."
Heero snorted. "There are more politicians in the world."
"But none of them is trusted the way Relena is. Both the Earth and the colonies trust her more than
anyone else. It's very likely she will become head of the Senate. That is, if she manages to unite Earth and
Space and they send enough representatives to fill it."
Heero looked at his friend with a puzzled expression on his face. "What do you mean? Not everyone
wants to join the Covenant?"
"No, many nations and colonies distrust another organization promoting peace for everyone. And given
the past experiences with such governments, who can blame them?"
"Relena is different."
Quatre looked up at those words. They were spoken in the same gruff way, Heero always spoke, but they
were stated as a fact that should be universally acknowledged. "I know that, but Relena is just one woman. One
person amongst so many. How much difference can she make?"
"It's wrong to distrust Relena!" The fierceness in his voice, seemed to even surprise Heero himself.
"Hasn't she proven by now, that she is different from people like Treize and Dekim Barton? Wouldn't that also
mean, that the Covenant she is founding, is different from both the former Alliance and Romafeller?"
"You know that, and I know that, but there are people who have been betrayed too many times to still be
able to trust promises of a future where Earth and space can coexist in peace." Quatre run a hand through his
hair. He didn't really know how to put this. He trusted Relena as much as Heero did, as well as the other former
Gundam pilots and a handful of other people who knew Relena and had seen how she handled herself in different
situations, but there were so many people who only knew her from television and newspapers. How could they be
persuaded that the image Relena displayed, wasn't an image but her true self. Relena didn't play an act in order
to gain people's trust. She believed in the truth of things and she believed in honesty. That was probably why
eventually even Wufei had begun to trust her. The Chinese man had been very doubtful of er in the beginning,
but after a while he had seen she was true to her word. If only more came to the same realization. That would
make the woman's work so much easier.
"I think you should rest and regain your strength."
That earned him a snort. "How can I regain my strength by lying in bed all day?"
"Just... do what the doctor tells you, okay? I don't want anymore complaints about your stubbornness.
Would you like anything to read so you don't get bored?"
"Can you get me some newspapers?" Heero asked.
"Sure. I have work to do now, but I'll have someone bring the over."
"Thanks."
Quatre left his friend's room with a wave of his hand. Finally, Heero seemed to have come to his senses.
He just hoped things would remain that way. He didn't feel like chasing his friend through half the building, again.
~~~~~~
Relena sighed as she turned her vid-phone off. Another nation had declined her offer. This was getting
tiresome. She was just about ready to give up hope. Two weeks ago she had resumed to her duties and realized
she had been away far too long. Dorothy had kept her informed about Heero's condition which improved rapidly
over the past fourteen days. Apparently he was driving the whole medical staff mad with his determination to
get out of bed before he was healed. She was disappointed he hadn't called himself, though. She would very much
like to talk to him, hear his voice, so she could see for herself he was alright again.
She really missed him. Even though she had worried herself sick sitting by his bed, she missed his
presence. Sometimes she would wake up during the night and had already crawled out of bed to sneak to his room
again, until she realized she was home again, far from Heero. She just hoped he would get better soon.
"Miss Relena, you have a visitor."
Relena pushed the appropriate button on her desk and answered her secretary. "Let them in, Anna."
"Are you sure, Miss? He looks a bit... I don't know... Wild, I suppose the word is."
Another voice cut in. "Just open the door, will you, woman? She already approved of my admittance."
Relena immediately recognized the slightly haughty and harsh voice and smiled surprised. What would Wufei
be doing here? Nobody had seen him in a long time, not even Sally? So why would he visit her, Relena, first,
instead of his closest friend? "Just let him in, Anna," she said, trying to sound comforting and apologetic at
the same time.
Two seconds later the door opened and a nervous Anna let the former pilot of Gundam 05 in. In one look
Relena saw why Anna had called him wild. Wufei was a mess. His clothes, always so impossible white, no matter
in what situation he got, were now stained with grass and dirt, and here and there a tear revealed his bare
skin. His otherwise tightly bound hair was now slightly ruffled and his face was smudged with mud and something
that looked very much like soot. His eyes were the same though, contemptuous of what he didn't like to see and
betraying a begrudged respect towards the overworked woman behind the large oak desk.
"Wufei, where have you been? We haven't heard from you in a long time," Relena said, while standing up
to welcome her unexpected guest.
"I have been busy," he answered curtly. "So have you, I heard."
She smiled tiredly. "Yes, but it's worth it."
"Is it?" He cocked an eyebrow at her. "Is it worth working yourself to death, while no-one appreciates
what you're doing?"
She grinned. "Am I not just like you were, then? Am I not working for the benefit of people who do not
see that?"
He remained silent for a while. Then he said, "I see what you mean." He gave her one of his rare smiles.
"Now, what can I help you with." Relena pointed to the chair in front of her desk, indicating she was
ready to get down to whatever business was troubling Wufei. If anything could trouble the Chinese man, that was.
Wufei sat down in the appointed chair and crossed his legs. "I have been doing some freelance investigation,
of late. Ever since I left the Preventers, actually. About a month ago I came across something very interesting in
the western parts of Tibet, near the former border."
Relena frowned in surprise. If he had been that far away, why hadn't he gone somewhere else, closer to
where he was, to contact someone closer. Why had he come al the way to the former Cinq kingdom to report?
"I found an abandoned base of some sorts. It was heavily guarded and it took me some time to penetrate the
defense lines. I don't understand why they were still active, because all they were guarding was an abandoned base,
but that doesn't matter. From what I could gather from the remnants of left records, the group that housed there
wasn't, or isn't, too friendly. Some data was encrypted and I didn't have the proper equipment to crack the code."
"Then why did you come all the way out here? It's a long journey from Tibet to Cinq."
"I know that," he grunted. "But someone saw me when I climbed from the entrance and started shooting at me.
That convinced me the data on the discs I gathered, was vital of some sort. I didn't want to risk them bringing them
to a public airport."
And so you walked about a thousand miles to bring them here. She didn't say that out loud though. That would
only provoke him. "So, what do you want to do now?"
He frowned thoughtfully. "I wanted to contact one of the other pilots to help my decrypt them. Do you know
who I can ask?"
Relena bit her lip in thought. She couldn't drag Duo away from his pregnant fiancée. Trowa was becoming more
and more the spill of the circus he worked in. And asking Quatre was completely impossible. He was as busy as she was.
Heero. He was the only one not tied to anyone or anything. He could help.
"Heero," she said. "He can help. If he is healed."
"Healed? What did he get himself into this time?"
She shrugged. "The usual. Finds a hidden lab from the stone age, attracts a deadly bacteria that begins to
eat his lungs and he nearly dies from it."
"You're saying he got sick?" Disbelief reigned in his voice.
"Yeah. Strange, isn't it? I'll contact Quatre straight away and ask if Heero is allowed to go yet. Why don't
you freshen up? I'll have a room made ready for you."
Wufei nodded in agreement and stood up. Relena pressed the button to contact her secretary and told her of
their new guest. Then, after Wufei had left, she turned to her vid-phone and awaited the connection with the Winner
company. A few moments later, she had a secretary on screen.
"Winner Inc, how may I help you?"
"I am Relena Darlian. I would like to talk to Mr. Winner, please."
"Of course, minister Darlian. Please hold."
The screen of her vid-phone blinked to the logo of the Winner company. Then Quatre's face showed.
"Hello, Relena. Nice speaking to you. How are you?"
"Busy, as usual."
The blond man rolled his eyes. "Tell me about it. What can I help you with?"
"Well," she began, "I just received an unexpected quest. Wufei showed up."
"He did? Where has he been."
She shrugged. "Apparently, in Tibet. He found something there and he wants Heero's help with it."
"Why Heero?"
"Because I told him the other pilots were to busy."
He frowned. "Even Duo?"
Relena laughed. "Obviously you haven't been in touch with Duo, of late."
"No, I haven't." The man looked slightly embarrassed.
"Don't worry. Hilde is a good friend of mine. She had some good news to tell me, about a month ago. Duo
proposed and Hilde is pregnant."
"What?!"
Relena brought her hands to her ears. That had been very loud.
"But that is fantastic! Why didn't I hear from it sooner?"
"Well, the first three months of a pregnancy are very unstable. A lot can go wrong in that time. And it
will take some time before they can start planning a wedding. Anyway, can you send Heero to Cinq? Is it okay if
he is dismissed from the hospital."
Quatre facial expression changed. The best way it could be described was timid. "Frankly, I'll be glad
to let him go. He has been nagging me to release him for the past two weeks. Any longer and I would have gone
insane. It would be good for him to have something to do. Just make sure it isn't to strenuous. He's not back
at full strength yet."
"That's okay. I'll look out for him. Thanks a lot Quatre." She stopped for a moment. "Quatre, what time
is it on your colony?"
"About three thirty a.m. Why?"
"Oh, I am so sorry. I hate it when people call me when I am sleeping, because it happens to be day where
they live, and here I am, depriving you of your sleep. Just go back to bed and send Heero in the morning, okay?"
"Sure, Relena. And don't worry about it. I had a late night meeting, so I was still up. I'll talk to you
later. Say hi to Wufei for me, will you?"
"I will. Good night, Quatre."
"Bye," came his sleepy reply. The screen went blank.
Oh, she could just hit herself. She always got so angry when people called her in the middle of the night,
presuming she was awake anytime they wanted to talk to her and now she had done the same. Quatre was just to kind.
If anyone had called her at 3:30 a.m. she would have gone ballistic. She sighed. Oh well, there was nothing to be
done about it now. She just hoped he wasn't really mad. No, that wasn't Quatre. She had never seen him mad. She
could hardly believe the stories from Trowa and Heero, the few she had heard, of Quatre when he had first appeared
with Wing Zero. Apparently he had been maddened with grief over the death of his father, who had been as peace
loving as the old king Peacecraft. Quatre had nearly killed Trowa then and had blamed himself horribly for it.
Suddenly she smiled. She would see Heero again. He would be coming here to stay. Happily she sat herself
to work again, humming softly.
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Well, that's it for now. Really long scene with Relena, eh? Oh, and I forgot to ask the previous few chapters, but
please review? I know this isn't the greatest of stories, I'm the first to admit it, but some feeback would be nice.
Just so that I know someone is reading it. That's all I ask. Please?
You know, I realized this fic is also a lot about people's character, perhaps more so than an
exciting plot. Should I change the genre? Perhaps I will. For now, enjoy the story. It's speeding up
a little.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Under Pressure
Chapter 5
~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Quatre!" The yell echoed through the hospital corridor. The blond owner of that name smiled
as he walked to where the shouting originated from. When he stepped through the door, he saw an
extraordinary irritated Heero sitting up on his bed with when leg dangling down to the ground.
Obviously he had been trying to get up again, and obviously, judging by the nurses and doctors
surrounding his bed, he had been stopped, again.
"Quatre, will you please tell your staff that I am feeling perfectly alright and that I am
perfectly able to walk out of this hospital without assistance."
"Oh, just let them, Heero. Besides, you are my employer as well, therefor I am responsible for
your welfare, and if the doctor hasn't discharged you yet, I can't live with my conscience to let you
go." Quatre smiled sweetly, knowing full well, he was driving his friend very close to the edge with
his answer.
"Fine," came the grunted reply. "I quit. Happy, now? Now, you're no longer 'responsible for my
welfare' and you can let me go."
Quatre shook his head. "No, I am not letting you get out of here until the doctor says it's okay.
Be patient, Heero. Just wait for the result on the blood test. It won't be more than a day or two."
Heero shot his host a glare that said 'it had better not be more or else you're in deep trouble',
but thankfully he gave up his resistance and crawled back in bed.
"Relena's gone back home."
Quatre didn't quite get the answer he had expected. All he got was a raised eyebrow, accompanied
by a slight "Oh?"
When the room was emptied, besides the two friends, the patient said casually, "Why?"
Quatre smiled. "Apparently Zechs couldn't cope with the amount of work Relena dumped on him,
and I understand he didn't have to take over all of her duties."
"She takes on too much," came the ruff reply. Quatre frowned. Had he actually heard concern in
that stony voice? Well, he didn't really understand the nature of the relationship between the two. Duo
kept insisting they were in love, but every time he brought that up, Hilde chucked something at his head.
Trowa said that deep down they were the same, although he admitted he didn't really know in what way.
Wufei just shrugged and didn't think anything about the matter.
Quatre didn't know what to think. The two obviously felt something for each other, because Heero
kept heading straight for danger if Relena was in it and Relena went out of her way to keep Heero out of
danger. It was quite an interesting dance to watch, because it always resulted with the both of them in
deadly peril and somehow they always managed to get out of it, Relena unscathed and Heero on the verge
of death. And then Relena would start blaming herself for Heero's hurtings.
Quatre shook his head, which caused Heero to cock an eyebrow. "You don't agree?"
Quatre frowned and racked his brains, searching for what Heero meant. "Yes, I do," he said finally.
"But she is the only one capable of doing that kind of work."
Heero snorted. "There are more politicians in the world."
"But none of them is trusted the way Relena is. Both the Earth and the colonies trust her more than
anyone else. It's very likely she will become head of the Senate. That is, if she manages to unite Earth and
Space and they send enough representatives to fill it."
Heero looked at his friend with a puzzled expression on his face. "What do you mean? Not everyone
wants to join the Covenant?"
"No, many nations and colonies distrust another organization promoting peace for everyone. And given
the past experiences with such governments, who can blame them?"
"Relena is different."
Quatre looked up at those words. They were spoken in the same gruff way, Heero always spoke, but they
were stated as a fact that should be universally acknowledged. "I know that, but Relena is just one woman. One
person amongst so many. How much difference can she make?"
"It's wrong to distrust Relena!" The fierceness in his voice, seemed to even surprise Heero himself.
"Hasn't she proven by now, that she is different from people like Treize and Dekim Barton? Wouldn't that also
mean, that the Covenant she is founding, is different from both the former Alliance and Romafeller?"
"You know that, and I know that, but there are people who have been betrayed too many times to still be
able to trust promises of a future where Earth and space can coexist in peace." Quatre run a hand through his
hair. He didn't really know how to put this. He trusted Relena as much as Heero did, as well as the other former
Gundam pilots and a handful of other people who knew Relena and had seen how she handled herself in different
situations, but there were so many people who only knew her from television and newspapers. How could they be
persuaded that the image Relena displayed, wasn't an image but her true self. Relena didn't play an act in order
to gain people's trust. She believed in the truth of things and she believed in honesty. That was probably why
eventually even Wufei had begun to trust her. The Chinese man had been very doubtful of er in the beginning,
but after a while he had seen she was true to her word. If only more came to the same realization. That would
make the woman's work so much easier.
"I think you should rest and regain your strength."
That earned him a snort. "How can I regain my strength by lying in bed all day?"
"Just... do what the doctor tells you, okay? I don't want anymore complaints about your stubbornness.
Would you like anything to read so you don't get bored?"
"Can you get me some newspapers?" Heero asked.
"Sure. I have work to do now, but I'll have someone bring the over."
"Thanks."
Quatre left his friend's room with a wave of his hand. Finally, Heero seemed to have come to his senses.
He just hoped things would remain that way. He didn't feel like chasing his friend through half the building, again.
~~~~~~
Relena sighed as she turned her vid-phone off. Another nation had declined her offer. This was getting
tiresome. She was just about ready to give up hope. Two weeks ago she had resumed to her duties and realized
she had been away far too long. Dorothy had kept her informed about Heero's condition which improved rapidly
over the past fourteen days. Apparently he was driving the whole medical staff mad with his determination to
get out of bed before he was healed. She was disappointed he hadn't called himself, though. She would very much
like to talk to him, hear his voice, so she could see for herself he was alright again.
She really missed him. Even though she had worried herself sick sitting by his bed, she missed his
presence. Sometimes she would wake up during the night and had already crawled out of bed to sneak to his room
again, until she realized she was home again, far from Heero. She just hoped he would get better soon.
"Miss Relena, you have a visitor."
Relena pushed the appropriate button on her desk and answered her secretary. "Let them in, Anna."
"Are you sure, Miss? He looks a bit... I don't know... Wild, I suppose the word is."
Another voice cut in. "Just open the door, will you, woman? She already approved of my admittance."
Relena immediately recognized the slightly haughty and harsh voice and smiled surprised. What would Wufei
be doing here? Nobody had seen him in a long time, not even Sally? So why would he visit her, Relena, first,
instead of his closest friend? "Just let him in, Anna," she said, trying to sound comforting and apologetic at
the same time.
Two seconds later the door opened and a nervous Anna let the former pilot of Gundam 05 in. In one look
Relena saw why Anna had called him wild. Wufei was a mess. His clothes, always so impossible white, no matter
in what situation he got, were now stained with grass and dirt, and here and there a tear revealed his bare
skin. His otherwise tightly bound hair was now slightly ruffled and his face was smudged with mud and something
that looked very much like soot. His eyes were the same though, contemptuous of what he didn't like to see and
betraying a begrudged respect towards the overworked woman behind the large oak desk.
"Wufei, where have you been? We haven't heard from you in a long time," Relena said, while standing up
to welcome her unexpected guest.
"I have been busy," he answered curtly. "So have you, I heard."
She smiled tiredly. "Yes, but it's worth it."
"Is it?" He cocked an eyebrow at her. "Is it worth working yourself to death, while no-one appreciates
what you're doing?"
She grinned. "Am I not just like you were, then? Am I not working for the benefit of people who do not
see that?"
He remained silent for a while. Then he said, "I see what you mean." He gave her one of his rare smiles.
"Now, what can I help you with." Relena pointed to the chair in front of her desk, indicating she was
ready to get down to whatever business was troubling Wufei. If anything could trouble the Chinese man, that was.
Wufei sat down in the appointed chair and crossed his legs. "I have been doing some freelance investigation,
of late. Ever since I left the Preventers, actually. About a month ago I came across something very interesting in
the western parts of Tibet, near the former border."
Relena frowned in surprise. If he had been that far away, why hadn't he gone somewhere else, closer to
where he was, to contact someone closer. Why had he come al the way to the former Cinq kingdom to report?
"I found an abandoned base of some sorts. It was heavily guarded and it took me some time to penetrate the
defense lines. I don't understand why they were still active, because all they were guarding was an abandoned base,
but that doesn't matter. From what I could gather from the remnants of left records, the group that housed there
wasn't, or isn't, too friendly. Some data was encrypted and I didn't have the proper equipment to crack the code."
"Then why did you come all the way out here? It's a long journey from Tibet to Cinq."
"I know that," he grunted. "But someone saw me when I climbed from the entrance and started shooting at me.
That convinced me the data on the discs I gathered, was vital of some sort. I didn't want to risk them bringing them
to a public airport."
And so you walked about a thousand miles to bring them here. She didn't say that out loud though. That would
only provoke him. "So, what do you want to do now?"
He frowned thoughtfully. "I wanted to contact one of the other pilots to help my decrypt them. Do you know
who I can ask?"
Relena bit her lip in thought. She couldn't drag Duo away from his pregnant fiancée. Trowa was becoming more
and more the spill of the circus he worked in. And asking Quatre was completely impossible. He was as busy as she was.
Heero. He was the only one not tied to anyone or anything. He could help.
"Heero," she said. "He can help. If he is healed."
"Healed? What did he get himself into this time?"
She shrugged. "The usual. Finds a hidden lab from the stone age, attracts a deadly bacteria that begins to
eat his lungs and he nearly dies from it."
"You're saying he got sick?" Disbelief reigned in his voice.
"Yeah. Strange, isn't it? I'll contact Quatre straight away and ask if Heero is allowed to go yet. Why don't
you freshen up? I'll have a room made ready for you."
Wufei nodded in agreement and stood up. Relena pressed the button to contact her secretary and told her of
their new guest. Then, after Wufei had left, she turned to her vid-phone and awaited the connection with the Winner
company. A few moments later, she had a secretary on screen.
"Winner Inc, how may I help you?"
"I am Relena Darlian. I would like to talk to Mr. Winner, please."
"Of course, minister Darlian. Please hold."
The screen of her vid-phone blinked to the logo of the Winner company. Then Quatre's face showed.
"Hello, Relena. Nice speaking to you. How are you?"
"Busy, as usual."
The blond man rolled his eyes. "Tell me about it. What can I help you with?"
"Well," she began, "I just received an unexpected quest. Wufei showed up."
"He did? Where has he been."
She shrugged. "Apparently, in Tibet. He found something there and he wants Heero's help with it."
"Why Heero?"
"Because I told him the other pilots were to busy."
He frowned. "Even Duo?"
Relena laughed. "Obviously you haven't been in touch with Duo, of late."
"No, I haven't." The man looked slightly embarrassed.
"Don't worry. Hilde is a good friend of mine. She had some good news to tell me, about a month ago. Duo
proposed and Hilde is pregnant."
"What?!"
Relena brought her hands to her ears. That had been very loud.
"But that is fantastic! Why didn't I hear from it sooner?"
"Well, the first three months of a pregnancy are very unstable. A lot can go wrong in that time. And it
will take some time before they can start planning a wedding. Anyway, can you send Heero to Cinq? Is it okay if
he is dismissed from the hospital."
Quatre facial expression changed. The best way it could be described was timid. "Frankly, I'll be glad
to let him go. He has been nagging me to release him for the past two weeks. Any longer and I would have gone
insane. It would be good for him to have something to do. Just make sure it isn't to strenuous. He's not back
at full strength yet."
"That's okay. I'll look out for him. Thanks a lot Quatre." She stopped for a moment. "Quatre, what time
is it on your colony?"
"About three thirty a.m. Why?"
"Oh, I am so sorry. I hate it when people call me when I am sleeping, because it happens to be day where
they live, and here I am, depriving you of your sleep. Just go back to bed and send Heero in the morning, okay?"
"Sure, Relena. And don't worry about it. I had a late night meeting, so I was still up. I'll talk to you
later. Say hi to Wufei for me, will you?"
"I will. Good night, Quatre."
"Bye," came his sleepy reply. The screen went blank.
Oh, she could just hit herself. She always got so angry when people called her in the middle of the night,
presuming she was awake anytime they wanted to talk to her and now she had done the same. Quatre was just to kind.
If anyone had called her at 3:30 a.m. she would have gone ballistic. She sighed. Oh well, there was nothing to be
done about it now. She just hoped he wasn't really mad. No, that wasn't Quatre. She had never seen him mad. She
could hardly believe the stories from Trowa and Heero, the few she had heard, of Quatre when he had first appeared
with Wing Zero. Apparently he had been maddened with grief over the death of his father, who had been as peace
loving as the old king Peacecraft. Quatre had nearly killed Trowa then and had blamed himself horribly for it.
Suddenly she smiled. She would see Heero again. He would be coming here to stay. Happily she sat herself
to work again, humming softly.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Well, that's it for now. Really long scene with Relena, eh? Oh, and I forgot to ask the previous few chapters, but
please review? I know this isn't the greatest of stories, I'm the first to admit it, but some feeback would be nice.
Just so that I know someone is reading it. That's all I ask. Please?