Disclaimer I don't own Gundam wing, but I do own Camille. Standards apply.


A/n: Not much to say about this chapter except it might not seem as interesting as my last two were, but that's a matter of oppion. Also what is wrong with Heero will be explained but it also proves that he is just a normal teenager just like every one else. The reason behind why the title or summary don't reflect this particular point, is because you can kind of see it if you read it carefully. A few people who know me know this.


Chapter 3


Time seemed to stand still as Camille started to dial a number she herself thought she would never have to use. It was then, she had come to realize that she had never asked Heero for his address. Standing not wanting to waist any more time, she begun to search for anything trying to stay close to Heero knowing that he shouldn't be left alone like this. It was then Heero's home phone begun to ring and she scrambled for it effectively knocking the device onto the floor. Upon doing this it had picked up and a semi fibular voice came through the phone. "Heero, you home…?" it asked.

Camille hurriedly grabbed the phone answering. "onegai, I need this address." Her voice losing its grip on the world despite her attempts to remain in control. If this was any other person maybe, but this time was different, it was at this point that she came to realize that she loved him.

"Where is Heero? And, how did you get a hold of his phone?" the voice asked becoming suspicious.

"My name is Camille, and Heero has had an accident. I'd been staying with him since last night when he found me in the rain. He started to clutch his head in pain like as if he had been over stressing or something. I've seen it before….please…I have to get him help, I just have to." She begun to beg as she tried to explain the problem at hand.

"Alright…. I'll give it to you, but I want you to call me back once help has arrived." The stranger said his voice full of concern and worry for the former brown haired soldier that was in the care, of a seemingly kind and caring person that he didn't know if he could quite trust.

Taking down the information she used her cell to call for help in the event she would need to use redial to get the number of the last caller not sure if she got it in her haist. Minutes felt like hours while she spoke on the phone and applied first aid trying to get him stable while she waited for help to arrive already unlocking the door for them the stress of the events causin her to have a sort of relapse from the night before. She could only hope she could recover enough before she joined him on a hospital bed of her own.

Sitting to the side while the EMT unit worked, she couldn't help but shiver out of concern and fear. When the offer to ride along arrived, she jumped at the chance giving as much information about Heero that she could telling them as much as they wanted to know about herself as well. Even though the EMT had managed to think Heero was going to be alright, she couldn't help but think that all of this could have been prevented. :Poor Heero I wonder what is wrong with you: she thought slipping her hands over his.

Several hours past even though to Camille it felt like days. Heero had long since been taken in and taken for a series of tests to determine weather or not he was going to suffer long term damage or not, and also to figure out why he suddenly started to have problems. Camille had an idea, but it was too soon to be jumping to conclusions just yet. Heero needed her now, and he needed her to be strong for him, so blaming herself wouldn't help either one of them. Finally she was led to a hospital room to wait, his friends already on their way to find out what was going on.

His friends were all showing different emotions, some being that of anger, others of pure shock, and one just more confused more then anything else. The two angery with her didn't hesitate to give her a tongue lashing which she promptly begun to ignore considering the fact she was stressed enough as it was. Add the fact the one that looked confused and concerned wanted to ask her question after question, until she just broke down. "I don't know, all I know was what I told your friend, Quatre over the phone." She rasped out when she just couldn't take any more bickering and all around chatter.

By the time everyone had heard her, the room had fallen deathly quiet as Heero was brought in Camille refusing to leave his bedside as the Doctor spoke. "Your friend Heero, will be alright, the gash to his head wasn't that bad and he should be up and about within a few hours. I have come to realize that although there seems to be nothing wrong physically, he has some mental issues that he needs to work through. It is as if a part of his life rushed back into his head all at once and he couldn't handle the rush of sudden memories." The doctor went on listing off everything he had found checking off each one on a list.

"That's understandable, I've gone through the same thing, but…. What caused him to lose his memories? We had no idea he was suffering anything to that extent." One of the other young men in the room asked one of his eyes hidden by an extremely long bang of brown hair that seemed to defy any law of human nature.

"It could be a number of things, such as running into a person he had tried blocking out of his memory, a past event that was forgotten, but something came up and reminded him of it again, the war and fighting in it then to turn around and find fighting is no longer needed, and with that comes the process of regaining child hood memories and a life he never had." The doctor explained as Camille nodded in understanding. "What I recommend is an over night stay and for him to take a few days off of work to sort all of this out." The doctor went on as Heero begun to stir becoming restless in his drug induced sleep filled mind.

"Camille don't leave me…" he whispered as Camille took his hand again.

"I'm here Heero, and I'll never leave your side again." She promised and at this he started relaxing again.

"Camille, I want you to stay with him over the next few days and try and help him ease into this, he seems to respond best with you around." The doctor stated as he watched her stroke the back of Heero's hand while she nodded her understanding to him.

"Well we will leave you two alone then.." Quatre said speaking for everyone. "I'm sorry that this had to happen Miss Camille, I'm just thankful he wasn't alone when it did. " he added

"you an me both Quatre-kun." Camille replied looking over at him her hand still attached to Heero's.

"I think we really need to check that girl out…." The boy with the strange hairstyle commented as they left the room.

"She seems rather nice, why would you want to investigate her?" quarter asked.

"Just how she showed up, Heero like this, a lot of things not adding up. I just think, that we are over stepping things." He commented.

"Ah trowa, your over reacting buddy. Another young man chimed in seemingly a little more cheerful then anyone else in the room. If it wasn't sound of his voice, then people would have thought him to be a strange girl, what with the long brade going down his back that stopped right near his ass, and the way he acted sometimes.

"Remember what we are, and once were, we can't be to much off our guard now." Trowa reminded everyone.

"that may be true, but the time for fighting has long since ended. Duo and I are preventors as is Wu Fie, and if there was something wrong with her, we would have known. Don't forget, people have commented that she was the reason for why Heero didn't die all the times he has tried during the war, and any other time after." Quatre commented looking thoughtful.

"And she did have the guts to give Relina a good tongue lashing." Duo added. "and that girl sure needed it." He finished.

With that said Trowa sighed still not convenced that Camille was a good person. Even if his friends seemed indifferent and ready to trust her, he wasn't, and getting Wufie's take on it wasn't going to be much of a help. He couldn't tell by looking into his eyes, but if thngs were going the way he thought they were, then it was a good chance that chang wu fie was agreeing with not only Quatre but duo as well.

The doctor had been right, and not long after Heero's so called friends had left the room, the boy in question started to wake up. He sat up slowly at first applying pressure to the hand Camille had been holding, her only sign that he was coming to. Stroking it lovingly she could tell he was starting to relax at this. "C…c… Camille?" he asked his voice dry and raspy from not having used it in a while.

"shh relax…" Camille said softly stroking a thumb over the back of his hand like she had been doing this for quite some time.

"you're not going to leave me are you?"" Heero asked.

"why would I do that?" came camille's reply as she smiled down at him stroking his hair from his face. As she did this he sighed contently and wondered if he was realy alright. "Heero….daijobou?" she asked.

"Hai, its just…. I feel so strange, like a part of me is missing…" Heero replied smiling at her touch.

"I know that feeling, but everything will be alright. The doctor said that you've lost some memory and this was kind of common. Honey, your normal now, no need to fight. You can be a normal young boy, and I'll be with you, if you want me to be." Camille explained able to recall what the doctor was trying to explain. She knew this wasn't going to be easy for either of them, but they would get through it somehow. Weather he knew it or not, she had pulled him through tougher scrapes then this.

He looked up at the lights blinking trying to regain his focous on the world. All the while Camille sat there not making any type of move. Not sure herself what she should do next. If anything she was afraid herself, just starting to realize how she had just talked to Heero. She had never talked this much to him, or much like this except back in the days before he had changed so much. Even thin, she had tried, but with little to no luck on her part or so she had thought. :Its true I love him, but he could never love me back right: she had thought to herself as she remained motionless.

That next morning Camille awoke with a very large back ache. She had never slept half sitting up, but she had also Refused to leave Heero's side even though the doctors had tried to get her to change her mind.. Heero was already wide awake and seemingly back to his old self. His emotionless mask was back and he tried to defy the doctors by walking, but his legs seemed to have other plans. Camille had woken to him breathing heavly and half sitting on the edge of his bed. She had tried to get him to relax, but Heero's itch to leave was two strong, and it looked like he wasn't going to make this easy.

A few minutes later, Trowa had returned with a doctor in toe to get Heero home, but Heero was being his normal difficult self about excepting help. Trowa had also brought an order with him stating that Camille be confined until she could be questioned, but no sooner did Trowa inform this to her, did he find the cool metle of a gun pressed to his temple, and a look in the eyes of the holder that said if looks could kill, you would be dead on the spot. Knowing the owner of said gun quite well caused Trowa to have to back away. :If Heero is suddenly so protective of this girl, then maybe I've underrated her, but… I'm still not sure she can be trusted…: he thought leaving the room with a pale doctor frozen to the spot who had been standing right behind him. Only when Heero put his gun away did the doctor relax and start the prep work to get him sent home.