Jackie: Hehehe, I'm on a roll

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Trigun

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"You sure you know where we're going?" Meryl asked Nick for the hundredth time.

"Yes!" Nick barked, "And we will be there by tomorrow. I just don't understand how they got so far ahead of us. We should have caught up to them by now."

"Maybe we haven't caught up to them because we are going the WRONG WAY!" Meryl snapped right back.

"I KNOW WHERE I AM GOING!" Nick shouted.

"Whatever," Meryl sniffed, "But if this ends up being the wrong way, and Vash suffers because of it…"

"That's enough, Meryl," Mira said, "No one here is more qualified to find them than Nick."

Meryl had on her cape of derringers, Millie had her stun-gun, and Nick had his punisher strapped to the back of the car. Mira was dressed in a pair of travel worn brown boots and chaps. The chaps were over a pair of comfortable jeans. One of Knives's button down shirts was tucked in to her pants and unbuttoned low enough to be feminine. Over that she wore a half-cape that hid the arsenal that was strapped to her hips, beneath her arms, and a holster for the rifle she was holding across her back was also concealed beneath the cape.

Mira sat silently. Why hasn't he contacted me mentally? He did it when I was captured… Something is wrong. Mira's grip on her rifle tightened. Hold on, my love. I will find you.

"I tracked down Vash the Stampede you know!" Meryl growled, throwing her head up proudly.

"We're not tracking 'Vash the Stampede'," Mira said coldly, "We are tracking the gung-ho-guns."

"Besides," Nick Whispered, "It's not like it's HARD to track Vash. Just follow the rubble."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY???" Meryl shouted.

"Now, now, save some for the gung-ho-guns," Millie chimed.

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Monique stood over the console. The readings said that Vash was close to breaking. Knives, however, had not budged. Monique growled at the chart. Whatever they had done to her master, they had done a good job of it. Then it struck her. That woman… That woman is the key!

Monique started furiously typing. This was fabulous. If this worked, not only would she have her master back, she would be his queen!

Allegro sniffed the air. She was excited about something. He growled lowly. It was so hard to control himself when she was excited. His hands dug into the sides on the chair where he sat as he asked, "What's up?"

"Hm?" Monique asked.

"What are you doing?" He clarified.

"I'm rewinding his memory," Monique said.

"Isn't that dangerous?" He asked, "He said only to use that on Vash as a last resort."

"It is time for a last resort," Mira said, "Our master's brainwashing runs deep. I am going to rewrite his memory, deleting any contact with the human wretch who dared to force him to marry her."

"But he said you cannot delete," Allegro added, "You can only change the reference."

"Yes," Monique smiled, "I am changing any reference from her, to me."

Allegro reeled back in shock. Monique just kept going, "Instead of converting to Vash's cause I am changing the reference to Vash converting to his cause. Instead of 'falling in love with me' he will have deemed me genetically compatible to carry his heir."

"It's not as simple as it sounds," Monique said, "I'll substitute one bit at a time, making small adjustments to his memory until it all fits. I'll know that I have created a believable story once his brain waves change from this pattern to this."

She pointed from Knives's current pattern, to the pattern he had documented before his fight with Vash. Allegro growled loudly and grabbed Monique's hand, pulling her back from the console. He flung her up against a wall and pinned her there.

"You DO remember what he did to the women he impregnated last time, right?" Allegro growled.

"This will be different," She said with obvious agitation, "Instead of randomly selected whores, he will have personally selected me, and he will have a deep desire to father and raise an heir."

"I won't allow it!" Allegro barked.

"And just why is that?" Monique asked.

"Because you are MINE!" He shouted harshly, "Knives already promised you to ME!"

"Impossible," Monique breathed, "He wouldn't do that."

Allegro dropped off of Monique with a dull thud as an object pierced his gut. He groaned and looked up at Monique. She smiled and said, "You, my arrogant little doggy, have gone rabid, and there's only one thing to do with a rabid dog."

Allegro's eyes followed a wire from his gut to a trigger in Monique's hand. He tried to pull the object out of his gut by the wire, but it seemed to have anchored itself to his spine. Monique caressed the trigger fondly.

"No!" Allegro cried, "Don't! I love you, Monique. Please!"

Monique pressed the detonator and the room was suddenly decorated with bits and pieces of Allegro. She smiled up at her lord and said, "I know you would never have promised such a thing."

She started typing at the console again and said, "Not when you can have me for yourself."

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Jackie: suspenseful music OH the twist continues!