While he was still unconscious, Sally worked on some of his more
serious wounds. She didn't want to have to think about what he might try to
do to stop her when he did become conscious. Not that she would put up with
it.
He had been unconscious for a few days now. So she took the time to study him. Six years you could only expect him to grow. Though he was still shorter than she was. By an inch or two maybe. He definitely looked older. His face much more chiseled and his chest much more defined. And when she removed his bloody cloths, she couldn't help but notice some things have REALLY grown in the past six years.
She couldn't help it. She had to remove his bloody cloths to clean his wounds. At least, that was her excuse. Kind of funny actually. Heero was probably the first guy she has had in her apartment in about two years. She had a boyfriend once. But WuFei disapproved of him. And she valued WuFei's opinion. Rare as he gave it.
It was still a wonder that he survived with all his wounds. But in the end, it wasn't all that surprising. After all, the guy did blow himself up in his own Gundam.
Six years. What had he been doing all that time? What had happened that had done this to him? It was a frightening thought. And one that you couldn't help but think about. If they did this to him, and they know he's alive, then they'll want him dead. And anyone else he's come in contact with.
Sitting in a chair next to the bed, she watched over him. She was about to drift off into slumber herself when she heard a soft moan. She was awake instantly and looked to the bed. Where she saw with relief that he was waking up. He'd had a rather bad head wound. And she was almost afraid that he might have had a concussion or fall into a coma. Thankfully, neither happened.
She grinned at him when he started to open his eyes. And she gave him a moment to realize just where he was or what had happened. The first thing she surmised that he realized first, was how much pain he was in. As he slowly moved a hand up to his bandaged hear.
Opening his eyes and getting them used to the light, he looked about briefly at everything around him. The bedroom, to be precise. Before his eyes fell on her. What surprised her the most, was how surprised he looked!
"Sally Po?" He asked with the most question and bewilderment she or anyone could have seen in his face. If the situation were not so serious, it might have been comical to see it.
"Yes, Heero." She let him know that it was in fact her. Another surprise. She had expected him to act more violently given his training. When waking up in an unfamiliar place. It appeared that he had changed in other aspects as well.
He looked a little confused. But she saw him work to pull his mask of stone back on. Looking completely emotionless. The more familiar Heero Yuy. He looked about the room. Though it didn't show, you knew there were questions on his mind. "How did I get here?"
"Well, first hauled your unconscious body from the dinning table where I tended to you wounds and then brought you to my room." She smiled at him. No reaction. The guy never could take a joke. "I found you on my doorstep bloodied and near death." She put it bluntly.
She saw his mask waver slightly at the information given to him. Almost like he didn't understand it. He pulled it up again. "Bloodied?" He spoke hoarsely.
She nodded her head and watched as he brought his hand up to his injured head once more. "You don't remember?" She asked him. Watching him shake his head slowly. This could be bad. "What is the date today?" Sally could already tell she wasn't going to like this.
"201 AC, April 7th." He told her the last date that he remembered. And we was beginning to fear the same thing that she was thinking. If his head wound was bad enough...
She rubbed the worry about of her eyes before she began. "Your about six moths behind the current date. Some short term memory loss it seems." Oh, boy. This was going to make things so much easier. Couldn't wait to tell Une that even with him awake, we didn't know what we were up against. "What is the last thing that you remember?"
"Going to the L4 colony district to check out rumors of a possible terrorist training facility. No immediate leads that I can remember. I remember there was..." He grunted in suppression of a groan and moved both hands to the side of his head.
She stood up and moved to his side. Examining his head. Another thought came to mind. That was the same thing WuFei had been assigned to do. What if Heero had walked into a trap? What if WuFei... But there was nothing she could do about. The orders were strict radio silence. And even if it was an emergency, she didn't have the authority.
"Can you remember anything else?" He shook his head again. It would be a few weeks before he was well enough to get out of bed. Until then, all she could do was hope that his memory would resurface.
Sally sat down at the vid phone again. She briefed Une of Heero's condition once every two to three days. Depending on the changes. At least this time she would not be waking her up in the middle of the night again. Une would be likely to fire her if that continued.
"Lady Une." Sally saluted the screen as her commander appeared on the screen. Une returned the salute. "Heero Yuy has awakened. But he appears to have some memory loss. Until his memory resurfaces, we have no idea of the threat at hand."
Une nodded her head to this. "Very well. Keep me briefed of any changes. Keep him there as long as you can or until I can talk to him myself." The screen flipped off.
She leaned back in her chair. How long would she have to play nurse? Of course, he couldn't be any worse than WuFei. But with WuFei, at least she could argue with him. But with Heero, all she was likely to get would be a few grunts out of him.
The door opened with a creek and she turned around to see Heero leaning heavily in the door way. "What did Une have to say?"
"You idiot!" She got up from the chair and walked to the door. "You just woke up and in no condition to do anything! Get back in bed!" She yelled at him and slapped him upside the head.
Heero just about fell over from the slap and glared at her at her for it. Putting his hand back up to his head again. "I thought you were a doctor? You're supposed to heal wounds. Not inflict pain."
Sally put a hand up to her mouth when she realized what she had just done. She completely forgot about his head wound and hit him in the head! "I'm sorry! I... was that sarcasm I heard from the perfect soldier?" She smiled I disbelief at him.
"Six years does a great many different things for some people." He slumped to the floor in exhaustion. "I need a drink."
"You and me both." She hauled him back onto his feet and headed back to the bedroom. "Until we figure out what the threat is. How you got this way. You are going to stay here." She dropped him in the bed.
"Damn."
He had been unconscious for a few days now. So she took the time to study him. Six years you could only expect him to grow. Though he was still shorter than she was. By an inch or two maybe. He definitely looked older. His face much more chiseled and his chest much more defined. And when she removed his bloody cloths, she couldn't help but notice some things have REALLY grown in the past six years.
She couldn't help it. She had to remove his bloody cloths to clean his wounds. At least, that was her excuse. Kind of funny actually. Heero was probably the first guy she has had in her apartment in about two years. She had a boyfriend once. But WuFei disapproved of him. And she valued WuFei's opinion. Rare as he gave it.
It was still a wonder that he survived with all his wounds. But in the end, it wasn't all that surprising. After all, the guy did blow himself up in his own Gundam.
Six years. What had he been doing all that time? What had happened that had done this to him? It was a frightening thought. And one that you couldn't help but think about. If they did this to him, and they know he's alive, then they'll want him dead. And anyone else he's come in contact with.
Sitting in a chair next to the bed, she watched over him. She was about to drift off into slumber herself when she heard a soft moan. She was awake instantly and looked to the bed. Where she saw with relief that he was waking up. He'd had a rather bad head wound. And she was almost afraid that he might have had a concussion or fall into a coma. Thankfully, neither happened.
She grinned at him when he started to open his eyes. And she gave him a moment to realize just where he was or what had happened. The first thing she surmised that he realized first, was how much pain he was in. As he slowly moved a hand up to his bandaged hear.
Opening his eyes and getting them used to the light, he looked about briefly at everything around him. The bedroom, to be precise. Before his eyes fell on her. What surprised her the most, was how surprised he looked!
"Sally Po?" He asked with the most question and bewilderment she or anyone could have seen in his face. If the situation were not so serious, it might have been comical to see it.
"Yes, Heero." She let him know that it was in fact her. Another surprise. She had expected him to act more violently given his training. When waking up in an unfamiliar place. It appeared that he had changed in other aspects as well.
He looked a little confused. But she saw him work to pull his mask of stone back on. Looking completely emotionless. The more familiar Heero Yuy. He looked about the room. Though it didn't show, you knew there were questions on his mind. "How did I get here?"
"Well, first hauled your unconscious body from the dinning table where I tended to you wounds and then brought you to my room." She smiled at him. No reaction. The guy never could take a joke. "I found you on my doorstep bloodied and near death." She put it bluntly.
She saw his mask waver slightly at the information given to him. Almost like he didn't understand it. He pulled it up again. "Bloodied?" He spoke hoarsely.
She nodded her head and watched as he brought his hand up to his injured head once more. "You don't remember?" She asked him. Watching him shake his head slowly. This could be bad. "What is the date today?" Sally could already tell she wasn't going to like this.
"201 AC, April 7th." He told her the last date that he remembered. And we was beginning to fear the same thing that she was thinking. If his head wound was bad enough...
She rubbed the worry about of her eyes before she began. "Your about six moths behind the current date. Some short term memory loss it seems." Oh, boy. This was going to make things so much easier. Couldn't wait to tell Une that even with him awake, we didn't know what we were up against. "What is the last thing that you remember?"
"Going to the L4 colony district to check out rumors of a possible terrorist training facility. No immediate leads that I can remember. I remember there was..." He grunted in suppression of a groan and moved both hands to the side of his head.
She stood up and moved to his side. Examining his head. Another thought came to mind. That was the same thing WuFei had been assigned to do. What if Heero had walked into a trap? What if WuFei... But there was nothing she could do about. The orders were strict radio silence. And even if it was an emergency, she didn't have the authority.
"Can you remember anything else?" He shook his head again. It would be a few weeks before he was well enough to get out of bed. Until then, all she could do was hope that his memory would resurface.
Sally sat down at the vid phone again. She briefed Une of Heero's condition once every two to three days. Depending on the changes. At least this time she would not be waking her up in the middle of the night again. Une would be likely to fire her if that continued.
"Lady Une." Sally saluted the screen as her commander appeared on the screen. Une returned the salute. "Heero Yuy has awakened. But he appears to have some memory loss. Until his memory resurfaces, we have no idea of the threat at hand."
Une nodded her head to this. "Very well. Keep me briefed of any changes. Keep him there as long as you can or until I can talk to him myself." The screen flipped off.
She leaned back in her chair. How long would she have to play nurse? Of course, he couldn't be any worse than WuFei. But with WuFei, at least she could argue with him. But with Heero, all she was likely to get would be a few grunts out of him.
The door opened with a creek and she turned around to see Heero leaning heavily in the door way. "What did Une have to say?"
"You idiot!" She got up from the chair and walked to the door. "You just woke up and in no condition to do anything! Get back in bed!" She yelled at him and slapped him upside the head.
Heero just about fell over from the slap and glared at her at her for it. Putting his hand back up to his head again. "I thought you were a doctor? You're supposed to heal wounds. Not inflict pain."
Sally put a hand up to her mouth when she realized what she had just done. She completely forgot about his head wound and hit him in the head! "I'm sorry! I... was that sarcasm I heard from the perfect soldier?" She smiled I disbelief at him.
"Six years does a great many different things for some people." He slumped to the floor in exhaustion. "I need a drink."
"You and me both." She hauled him back onto his feet and headed back to the bedroom. "Until we figure out what the threat is. How you got this way. You are going to stay here." She dropped him in the bed.
"Damn."