AN: Oh my god! Its been forever since I actually had time to sit down and write! Well, here's the sequel you've been dying for! I don't own Gundam Wing, I only own Kia, and Rylen. (yes, their back)
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Chapter 1: Rest
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The five pilots had been out of the hospital for two weeks. Almost immediately, Quatre moved them out to the country where they could rest mentally. Reporters had swarmed them the moment they stepped out of the hospital – well…three of them walked, one of them hobbled and the last one was on crutches.
They were in a remote area down on earth. Living in the southern hemisphere seemed to bring a calm feeling to the five. Everything was laid back in Northern New Zealand. Here, they didn't have to worry about people giving them strange looks, or trying to attack the. That was because the government of New Zealand would not allow OZ, or White Fang into the country.
It was December 1st A.C. 196.
New Zealand was entering their spring season. Everything was blossoming, coming to life, the greenery around meshed together into multiple emeralds, and deep green hues. The waters around Orewa were a crystal clear blue color, the sand an innocent white.
Five hero's of the age, better known as the Gundam Pilots, resided in a mansion near Orewa, by the waterfront. After the two wars, multiple missions, surviving burning building wreckage, and the long trip to the hospital, Heero could definitely say that he deserved a break.
Sitting out on the large, back porch, Heero reclined on the lounge chair. The sun was setting, beautiful reds, pinks, oranges, and purples filled the sky. It all seemed to be one color just…fading into the next, red fading to pink, pink to orange, and orange to purple. Small white diamonds shimmered above.
Stars…
From earth, they looked like precious gems.
'Precious…' Heero thought. He closed his eyes, and set his wrapped hand on his abdomen, 'Life is precious…' Taking in a deep breath he let it out slowly.
The fates had granted the five a miracle. They were given the chance to walk among the living once more. They were given the chance to complete their lives.
Opening his Prussian blue eyes, Heero stared once more into the dark abyss, he remembered everything. His first chance at life, dying, living as a ghost, and then…her.
"Rylen…" He whispered.
She would be one this year, in a couple of days actually.
She was Heero's wish.
Sitting up, he finally walked back inside of the mansion. The sun was below the horizon, the Indian rainbow had dissipated. Heero saw Duo sitting at the kitchen table, his crutches next to him. The oak table was littered with papers of many colors, a stapler, large files, and a few pens.
The braided boy had broken his ankle through the floor panels in the building, but other besides that he was fine. Between the five of them they had pulled over two dozen muscles, torn at least four, broken seven bones and gained many scares from the burns.
Hearing the sliding door close Duo looked up, "Heya Heero." He said quietly.
Heero walked over to the table, "You sound tired." He sat down.
Duo made a face, "Psh…what gave you that idea?" He asked sarcastically. With all the paper work Duo had to do for the failed mission, he had been overwhelmed. He had hardly ate or slept since they moved to the mansion, but within the week, he would be done and go back to his normal joking self.
Heero stared, "Do I have to answer?"
"No."
They were quiet.
Duo sighed and closed the mission file in front of him. He groaned, crossing his arms he set them down on the table, and used them as a pillow. "Heero?"
"Hn?"
"Do you remember being a ghost?"
Heero stared at Duo for a moment, the braided boy had his eyes closed. He answered, "Yes."
"Then you remember Kia and Rylen?" Duo asked.
"Of course."
Silence.
"Do you miss them?"
"Yes…" Heero answered softly, but a hint of sadness was in his voice. There was a third moment of silence. Biting his lip, Heero looked at the table before he stood. He walked out of the room, leaving Duo at the table.
As he walked through the living room, where Quatre –who was the least injured- and Wufei were he caught site of red tailgate lights leaving the driveway. Looking up the stairs he could faintly hear music coming from one of the rooms, indicating that their last member was upstairs in his room. Turning his head, Heero stared back into the kitchen, Duo was still at the table. Gazing at the living room, Heero saw Quatre and Wufei staring at him quizzically.
"Is something the matter, Heero?" Quatre's innocent voice asked.
Heero looked back out at the driveway, and without looking at Quatre he spoke, "Did someone just stop by?"
Wufei raised an eyebrow and stood up, he hobbled over and looked outside. He faintly caught sight of the red lights as the turned, he looked back at Quatre.
Quatre set his book down, "No, why?"
Licking bottom lip, Heero walked over to the desk and opened the top drawer. He pulled out his trusty Beretta .9MM, loading a fresh clip, he walked over to the door. Slowly, with one hand he reached for the door handle, while his other hand clicked the safety off. In one swift motion, the door was open and the barrel of the gun was pointing at…nothing.
There was no one there. A confused looked crossed Heero's face, 'There was someone here. I saw them!' He took a step forward, his bare foot brushed against something soft. Freezing he looked down. His heart leapt in his throat. He didn't have to read the letter to identify the small parcel at his feet. He already knew.
"Rylen!" Kneeling down, he set the safety back on, and carefully positioned the gun in the waistband of his shorts. Gathering the small girl in his arms he stood up. Walking back in the house, he closed the door with his foot.
Wufei watched, "Is that who I think it is?"
Heero smiled and moved the small baby blue blanket away from the child's face, "It is." The small girl opened her eyes and stared at Heero for the first time. His smile only widened, gently, he brushed back Rylen's dark hair. She giggled, and grabbed his finger.
"Quatre! Would you stop watching that stupid Soap Opera! I'm trying to work!" Duo shouted from the kitchen.
"I'm not watching anything, Duo." Quatre answered, he smiled as he watched Heero with Rylen for the first time.
"Then what the hell is going on?" Duo asked, the other three pilots could hear Duo coming down the hall on the crutches. He looked from Quatre, to Wufei then at Heero. He froze, the small child in Heero's arms could only be one person. "Is that Rylen?" He smirked.
Heero nodded, "Yes."
Duo's smirk widened, "Ahhh…how cute." He said in a girly voice. "Where's the camera?" He asked Quatre.
"Upstairs, I think its in Trowa's room." The blonde answered.
Duo's smiled dropped, "Upstairs?"
"Yes."
Duo glared, "Kat, I'm on crutches. I'm challenged right now-"
"In more ways than one…" Wufei whispered.
"I heard that!" Duo yelled.
To this, a small high pitched laugh caught their attention. Heero let out a small laugh, "I think she's laughing at you, Duo." Heero said calmly.
Duo blew a raspberry. "Bite me!"
Wufei shook his head and pushed off the wall he was leaning against, "Quatre, should I get Trowa?"
Quatre nodded, "Only if he's awake."
Nodding, Wufei started for the stairs, and Heero walked over to the couch. Without a sound, the Chinese man walked up the wooden stairs and down the hall. He stopped at Trowa's door. Faintly, he could hear music playing, it was foreign to him, but it sounded Italian. Opening the door, he saw Trowa lying on his bed. A book was in his undamaged hand.
Out of the five, Trowa was the worst off. When the five had fallen through the three floors, Trowa had managed to land of a desk. He had broken three of the seven bones, and tore three of the four muscles. Other besides that he had a minor concussion and a sprained wrist.
Wufei knocked softly on the door, "Knock, knock."
Trowa looked up at Wufei, his emerald eyes, emotionless, as always. "Yes?"
"We have company." The chinese man answered.
There was a small hint of curiosity in the emerald depths. "Who?"
"An old friend." Wufei said, he smirked, "Rylen just arrived."
A small smile appeared on Trowa's face. Dog tagging the page, Trowa set the book on his nightstand. Carefully he got up and followed Wufei, before Wufei closed the door, he grabbed the camera and walked back down stairs.
The other three were already on the couch. "I see we have one of our two guardian angels back." Trowa said.
Duo nodded, "Yep, now we get to raise Rylen!"
Heero looked up sharply, "Who said you were raising her?" He asked.
Wufei handed the camera to Quatre, who started taking pictures like mad. Duo glared at the camera. The others laughed, Duo rolled his eyes, "Yea, sure, everyone poke fun at the gimp!"
Quatre smiled and stood up, he walked over to the stairs, "Heero, is Rylen going to be in your room, or her own?"
Heero thought for a moment, "She can sleep in her own room…near ours though." He added.
The blond nodded and started up the stairs.
Trowa looked over at Heero and Rylen. "So I guess with Rylen here, what's going to stop the scientists from taking her from us?"
Everyone froze, Heero bit his lip and looked down at Rylen, he shifted her and held her close, "They are never finding out about her."
"How?" Duo asked.
"I haven't thought about that…but I will find some way to keep them away from her." He closed his eyes and stood up. "Trowa, could you watch her, I need to talk to Quatre."
Trowa nodded.
Standing up, Heero walked over and handed his baby girl to Trowa. With gentle hands, the Italian shifted her down to his lap.
Duo watched with keen eyes. He smirked, "You know Tro, even though you're a quiet guy, I can see you being a good father."
Trowa looked up sharply, "Why do you say that?"
Duo shrugged and stood up, balancing on one foot he grabbed his crutches. "I don't know…but I can see some father figure in you." He smiled and made his way out on the living room.
Wufei nodded as he stood also, "He's right."
Trowa watched Wufei as the Chinese man walked out of the room.
Now, Trowa was the only one left in the room, looking down at Rylen he smirked, "You've been here only five minutes and you're causing trouble."
The girl smiled and let out a laugh, Trowa smiled himself, "Ahh, not like we are going to get rid of you though."
Soon, Trowa fell asleep on the couch. Rylen soon followed suit.
20 minutes later, Heero walked down the stairs, he spotted Trowa on the couch asleep. Smirking, he walked over and carefully picked Rylen up.
Trowa stirred, he saw Heero and slowly sat up. Heero shook his head, "No, you can stay here. I'm just putting her in her room." Trowa nodded, and laid back down on the couch. "I'll come back down and help you back up." Heero added.
Nodding, Trowa closed his eyes and started to fall asleep again.
Turning, Heero walked silently, and smoothly upstairs. Rylen was asleep on his shoulder. He smiled and walked into the room next to his. Quatre was finishing moving some papers from the desk when Heero walked in. The blond had set up a small sleeping space for the girl. He decided that he would go shopping tomorrow. Heero walked over to the small make shift bed and set her down.
Quatre smiled as he watched. Heero brushed Rylen's hair out of her closed eyes, giving her a small kiss on the forehead he covered her with the blanket.
The Winner heir walked out of the room.
Heero gazed down at his daughter again. "Good night…my little angel."
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End of Chapter 1
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AN: Well, there's chapter one. I took some time off and I've come out with a more fluent writing style, tell me how you like it? I know that the GW pilots are partly OC, but nobody's perfect. R&R!! Flames will be ignored.
