DISCLAIMER: I do not own Anything Gundam Wing-ish. That includes
characters, setting, blah, blah, blah. I do own the plot however. Though
should it closely resemble anyone else's story I apologize for it is not
intentional.
This is a Sally x Heero pairing. I don't think I've read any of this pairing so I thought I'd try it and write one. All feedback is good and flames are welcome. I have also written a Heero x Catherine story if anyone is interested in reading it.
On with the story.
"I'll be gone for a few weeks." WuFei stated to Sally over the vid phone. "Lady Une wants me to go this mission alone." He stated with a shrug of his shoulders. Signifying that he really didn't care.
"So where does this mission take you?" Sally smiled at her partner. She couldn't really say that this was a surprise to her. Recently, It seemed WuFei was being sent on a lot of the missions solo. Why was a mystery. But her job was not to question.
"L4 colony district 64182. Some rumor about an underground terrorist training facility. I'm being sent to check it out. I have to go. Talk to you later Sally." WuFei stated quickly and flipped the vid phone off before she could say anything.
"Yeah. Take care WuFei." She said with a sigh and leaned back in her chair at the phone. Six years. Six years since the war ended and she had been assigned to him as his partner. Six years and he was still as impossible as ever.
Had she been a fool to think she could get him to open up a little? "Yes." Sure, she had some romantic interests in him before. But after a few years of the brush off, it tends to make you give up. But that didn't mean that she still didn't care for him.
Why was it so hard to tell WuFei this? Maybe she was too stubborn herself to admit that she still might have feelings for him. No matter. Little mattered anymore.
Getting up from the vid phone, she made her way through her large empty apartment. With her wages from the Preventors, it was easily affordable. Too late, she realized how much worse it was. Having so much room when you have nothing to fill it with.
She stopped in front of a mirror and looked at herself. She had to admit; she put up a good front for someone who was screaming on the inside. She splashed cold water on her face from the sink and undid the braids in her hair. Letting it cascade down her back freely. She hadn't worn her hair like this since middle school. Perhaps she needed to start changing things around here again.
The doorbell ran and she grunted, putting her hair back in their traditional braids. Looking at the clock, she noticed it was getting early in the morning. Who would be calling this early? Regardless, she got her gun ready.
The doorbell rang again. Almost making her jump as she stood right next to the door. Looking out the peephole, she could see the outline of a man leaning heavily on the door. The doorbell rang again.
Clicking the safety off the gun, she threw the door open and pointed the gun at the figure in her doorway. What she saw nearly made her drop the gun. Finding Heero Yuy at your doorstep in the middle of the night is enough to evoke surprise out of anyone.
Finding Heero on your doorstep in the middle of the night looking drenched with blood and open wounds only confirms your suspicion that something is wrong. Especially when you know he had been missing for the past six years.
". . .Sally. . .Po. . ." He fell forward through the door and collapsed on the floor. Sally was still in a state of shock of having Heero show up here at all. Let alone covered in wounds.
She ran forward and closed the door. Looking out the window to see that he wasn't followed by anyone and no one had seen him come into her apartment. She kneeled down at his side and looked him over. Where should she begin? He lost lots of blood. He had several cuts across his body. A cut and a large bump on his head. Dislocated shoulder and possibly a few broken ribs.
He was well enough to drag himself to her apartment so she assumed he was well enough to be dragged across the room. Grabbing his shoulders, she hefted him up and dragged him across the room where he laid him out on top of the dining table.
She couldn't very well take him to a hospital. He wouldn't have any records. That and whoever did this to him might look there. Just as well. This being her apartment, and she being a medical doctor, this place was practically a clinic of its own. She thought wryly before setting to work on his wounds.
Wiping her hands of his blood, now all she had to do was hope he didn't get infected. He shouldn't, but she couldn't help but worry. But onto more important things. Like why he was here at all. He'd been missing for six years. Doing who knows what.
She'd been told by Duo that Heero contacted him once in a while. Mostly just to assure them he was alive. But he never told anyone what he was doing in that time. Other than he was busy.
She sat down at the vid phone. Ready to wake up Lady Une really early in the morning. Letting the phone ring for about five minutes, the other line finally picked up. A Lady Une with bags under her eyes and her hair put into a messy bun in the back picked up the phone. "What?" She asked gruffly.
"Sorry for the early intrusion, Commander Une." Sally spoke slowly. Unsure as to how to act around this side of Une she had never seen before. And hopefully wouldn't very often.
"Sally?" Une yawned into the vid phone. "What is the meaning of this call?"
"Sorry, Lady Une. But it is an emergency." She began. Just wondering how she was supposed to explain this. "Its about Heero Yuy."
"Pilot 01? What about him." Une shook herself from sleepiness at this unexpected turn of topic. Not expecting one of the pilots to come up.
"Well, Une, he's here. In my apartment." Sally watched as Une's eyes became really, really wide in surprise. She continued in detail. "I found him at my doorstep bloodied, battered, and close to death. I fixed his wounds. I don't know who did this to him but whoever they were they did a number on him."
Une's face became very serious. Knowing this could be very bad. Someone would have to be really good to do a number on any of the pilots. If this was a new threat. . . "Where is he currently?"
"Right now he's in my bed, unconscious. Hard telling for how long." She paused for a moment. "Shall I bring him to the Preventors hospital on the base?" She asked. Not sure just what she was to do with him now.
Une thought this over for a minute. "Negative. If this is a new threat, then whoever did this will be searching the hospitals. And if they know who he is, that might include Preventors HQ. Keep him there until he wakes up." She paused for a moment in thought. "In fact, Preventor Sally, I am making it your mission to take care of him there at your apartment. Until the threat can be identified."
"Yes, Lady Une." Sally saluted the screen before flipping it off. Crap. She thought. This was not going to be an easy task. Remembering what Heero was like. Although, it was questionable. After all, he did search her out. Letting out a sigh, she prepared to go check on her new patient.
This is a Sally x Heero pairing. I don't think I've read any of this pairing so I thought I'd try it and write one. All feedback is good and flames are welcome. I have also written a Heero x Catherine story if anyone is interested in reading it.
On with the story.
"I'll be gone for a few weeks." WuFei stated to Sally over the vid phone. "Lady Une wants me to go this mission alone." He stated with a shrug of his shoulders. Signifying that he really didn't care.
"So where does this mission take you?" Sally smiled at her partner. She couldn't really say that this was a surprise to her. Recently, It seemed WuFei was being sent on a lot of the missions solo. Why was a mystery. But her job was not to question.
"L4 colony district 64182. Some rumor about an underground terrorist training facility. I'm being sent to check it out. I have to go. Talk to you later Sally." WuFei stated quickly and flipped the vid phone off before she could say anything.
"Yeah. Take care WuFei." She said with a sigh and leaned back in her chair at the phone. Six years. Six years since the war ended and she had been assigned to him as his partner. Six years and he was still as impossible as ever.
Had she been a fool to think she could get him to open up a little? "Yes." Sure, she had some romantic interests in him before. But after a few years of the brush off, it tends to make you give up. But that didn't mean that she still didn't care for him.
Why was it so hard to tell WuFei this? Maybe she was too stubborn herself to admit that she still might have feelings for him. No matter. Little mattered anymore.
Getting up from the vid phone, she made her way through her large empty apartment. With her wages from the Preventors, it was easily affordable. Too late, she realized how much worse it was. Having so much room when you have nothing to fill it with.
She stopped in front of a mirror and looked at herself. She had to admit; she put up a good front for someone who was screaming on the inside. She splashed cold water on her face from the sink and undid the braids in her hair. Letting it cascade down her back freely. She hadn't worn her hair like this since middle school. Perhaps she needed to start changing things around here again.
The doorbell ran and she grunted, putting her hair back in their traditional braids. Looking at the clock, she noticed it was getting early in the morning. Who would be calling this early? Regardless, she got her gun ready.
The doorbell rang again. Almost making her jump as she stood right next to the door. Looking out the peephole, she could see the outline of a man leaning heavily on the door. The doorbell rang again.
Clicking the safety off the gun, she threw the door open and pointed the gun at the figure in her doorway. What she saw nearly made her drop the gun. Finding Heero Yuy at your doorstep in the middle of the night is enough to evoke surprise out of anyone.
Finding Heero on your doorstep in the middle of the night looking drenched with blood and open wounds only confirms your suspicion that something is wrong. Especially when you know he had been missing for the past six years.
". . .Sally. . .Po. . ." He fell forward through the door and collapsed on the floor. Sally was still in a state of shock of having Heero show up here at all. Let alone covered in wounds.
She ran forward and closed the door. Looking out the window to see that he wasn't followed by anyone and no one had seen him come into her apartment. She kneeled down at his side and looked him over. Where should she begin? He lost lots of blood. He had several cuts across his body. A cut and a large bump on his head. Dislocated shoulder and possibly a few broken ribs.
He was well enough to drag himself to her apartment so she assumed he was well enough to be dragged across the room. Grabbing his shoulders, she hefted him up and dragged him across the room where he laid him out on top of the dining table.
She couldn't very well take him to a hospital. He wouldn't have any records. That and whoever did this to him might look there. Just as well. This being her apartment, and she being a medical doctor, this place was practically a clinic of its own. She thought wryly before setting to work on his wounds.
Wiping her hands of his blood, now all she had to do was hope he didn't get infected. He shouldn't, but she couldn't help but worry. But onto more important things. Like why he was here at all. He'd been missing for six years. Doing who knows what.
She'd been told by Duo that Heero contacted him once in a while. Mostly just to assure them he was alive. But he never told anyone what he was doing in that time. Other than he was busy.
She sat down at the vid phone. Ready to wake up Lady Une really early in the morning. Letting the phone ring for about five minutes, the other line finally picked up. A Lady Une with bags under her eyes and her hair put into a messy bun in the back picked up the phone. "What?" She asked gruffly.
"Sorry for the early intrusion, Commander Une." Sally spoke slowly. Unsure as to how to act around this side of Une she had never seen before. And hopefully wouldn't very often.
"Sally?" Une yawned into the vid phone. "What is the meaning of this call?"
"Sorry, Lady Une. But it is an emergency." She began. Just wondering how she was supposed to explain this. "Its about Heero Yuy."
"Pilot 01? What about him." Une shook herself from sleepiness at this unexpected turn of topic. Not expecting one of the pilots to come up.
"Well, Une, he's here. In my apartment." Sally watched as Une's eyes became really, really wide in surprise. She continued in detail. "I found him at my doorstep bloodied, battered, and close to death. I fixed his wounds. I don't know who did this to him but whoever they were they did a number on him."
Une's face became very serious. Knowing this could be very bad. Someone would have to be really good to do a number on any of the pilots. If this was a new threat. . . "Where is he currently?"
"Right now he's in my bed, unconscious. Hard telling for how long." She paused for a moment. "Shall I bring him to the Preventors hospital on the base?" She asked. Not sure just what she was to do with him now.
Une thought this over for a minute. "Negative. If this is a new threat, then whoever did this will be searching the hospitals. And if they know who he is, that might include Preventors HQ. Keep him there until he wakes up." She paused for a moment in thought. "In fact, Preventor Sally, I am making it your mission to take care of him there at your apartment. Until the threat can be identified."
"Yes, Lady Une." Sally saluted the screen before flipping it off. Crap. She thought. This was not going to be an easy task. Remembering what Heero was like. Although, it was questionable. After all, he did search her out. Letting out a sigh, she prepared to go check on her new patient.