"I might as well tell you right now before you go into that dreamland of yours," She whispered to him. "Your friends have found that you are missing somehow." She pushed the needle into his arm and then his eyes glazed over slightly. It was obvious that he was trying to fight the chemical that was altered to put him to sleep almost instantly.

She, Dasnic, turned to look at the camera, diverting her eyes from the young man strapped to the table and turned off the camera. She had to be rough on screen, unless she whispered lowly into his ear.

She turned around once again and found the young boy dead to his surroundings. His breath was slightly labored and sometimes uneven as his chest went up and down a little more exhausted than others would be in his scenario. She instantly regretted sedating him after she did a medical examination…

Chapter 6:

After doing the medical examination and wiping the forming sweat on her brow, she injected the last bit of chemicals to counteract the drug, which she had administered to him previously. With the thorough examination she gave, she had found that all the equipment in the room hadn't been sterilized from the last occupant, making the equipment used to be unsanitary. Thus, the body's white blood cells began the tedious plan of getting rid of the small bits of blood on the equipment that didn't match his blood type.

Dasnic shook her head and sighed heavily, falling into a well-placed chair heavily. She weaved her fingers through her hair and closed her eyes as if trying to calm her jittery nerves. This time, the CEO had done well. The last subject's were somewhat…disapproving. If Yuy looked like this, then his friends might be able to help also…

She snapped her eyes open and hit her palm against her head. 'There is NO way that we are going to contract them (or forcibly contract them as Yuy here). NO WAY!' Her mind commanded, snapping at her sharply at her thickheaded "idea". 'If we were to do that, disaster would be inevitable! They could easily help him escape. If he loose him, then all chances of—' The moving of a body under restraints shifted her thoughts, momentarily of course.

A sigh was heard, not from her. The brunet haired pilot's stiff form seemed to relax slightly. She let her hand hang over his slightly tanned face and her cold and sharp eyes softened slightly as she brushed a disheveled lock out of his face, only to chuckle internally when she saw it move back into place.

The wild look about him couldn't be tamed; not even Xtreme would be able to that to the reckless teenager. Luckily, this would be good for them. She blinked and was drawn out of her thoughts when she realized how far her trail of thinking had gone. She furrowed her brows slightly as she knit her fingers in an irritated motion as she was drawn back deep into her thoughts.

'Everything is about US, Xtreme in a whole. Everything is going from us and this kids gonna carry our hopes, through force. Why does he have to carry this burden? He could die!' Her medical mind told her not to worry about this, she had dealt with many deaths like this, but never from some as young as him. He didn't even have a say in the matter, just living his life and all the sudden swept onto another crisis.

"Arg!" She let out through clenched teeth as she looked at the form and glared at him. "Damn you," She seethed to him. "Damn you for being you." She knew it made no sense, but for some reason, her conscience would never be cleared if she let him die. That damned CEO did this on purpose, he did this to screw around with her "feelings".

She removed herself from the stiff chair and stood sternly towering over the restrained new worker for one of the biggest companies in the world and clenched her fists, which hung tense at her side.

She tossed her hair slightly over her shoulder and let out a heavy exhale of breath to try and calm herself. She put her hands on her hips and put more weight onto her left leg. She let a small smile fill her slightly pink and glossy lips as she walked in clipped but sharp steps that resounded in the room. She rapidly typed in a number sequence and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her, tightly.

She then pinched her cheeks and put a serious look on her face and moved her shoulders a bit and stopped when she heard a crack resounding by the air bubbles in her bones press together against her joints. She then turned briskly on her heel and walked down the hall with determination etched into her features.

Elsewhere, Relena Peacecraft let out a sigh as she looked at the paper work she had accomplished for the day. Neatly shuffling a small amount of treaties and other documents on her neatly arranged desk; she stood and turned to look out the window.

She gently touched the cool feeling glass and closed her eyes as she let the sun's rays splash across her cherubic features.

She turned back around and looked on her desk at a teddy bear with a simple blue ribbon wrapped around it's neck. Relena let a smile brighten her features and she reached for the bear, holding it close to her. 'Heero…'

The beeping from the communicator link on her desk startled her from her thoughts and she blinked and looked at it with curiosity twinkling in her baby blue eyes. She looked down at the teddy bear and then sighed heavily as she gently put it back in place, away from the public view. After all, the public might think of her to be weak and have a teddy bear or use it against her and make yellow journalism remarks saying 'it was from a lover' or something of that sort. She snorted lightly at the thought. Maybe she would have liked it if Heero was her lover.

'Where did that come from?' One moment she was thinking of a bear and the next…she swore she heard wedding bells and saw a white gown. She shook her head and placed a cooler hand to her slightly warm forehead. 'Too much work…' She reached an elegant index finger and pressed a couple of buttons, the line connection.

"'Ey Princess!" The happy and cheery voice of Duo Maxwell, Gundam pilot, or former Gundam pilot, said in the ever-so-natural greeting he gave her ever time he called.

"Duo?" She tilted her head and felt a glimmer of hope swell in her chest. Last time he had called…last time he had called and it was to tell her where Heero was. She would never forget that. She looked at the LCD screen and saw the forms of three others in the background. "Wufei? Trowa? Quatre?" Disappointment riddled her features for a mere moment when she saw that Heero Yuy wasn't present.

"Relena," Quatre began very diplomatically, which told Relena itself, that couldn't be a good thing at all. "We need you help."

"What is it?" Concern was etched into her features. "What's wrong?"

Quatre began to sigh internally, how could they drag her into this? It must be hard on her already, making herself try and carry the weight of the world and colonies' problems on her shoulders alone. No wonder the stoic pilot of 01 admired her so.

"Relena," Trowa said, trying to calm her but to no avail. If all of them were calling at once, she knew it couldn't be good at all. He took a deep breath. This was going to be a lot of explaining, something he wasn't looking forward to. "Something's come up," He started. "Something about Heero…"

Author's note:

Sorry for the extremely long waits for a lot of my stories! It takes me awhile to try and update a lot of them since I usually type and then update instead of type, type and then update, update, etc. The reason why this was actually finished so soon (typed this in a day) was that I got these reviews that made me so happy that people liked my old work! Happiness! I've improved my writing style says Lockea (thanks for all the tips, I'll have to check all my stories again that's for sure and for typo's too). I'll try and update the next chapter as soon as I can. For Thanksgiving I'll try and update all my stories. Thank you so much for the support people! It makes me so happy!

Thankyou everyone once again for the support and i'd also like to wish everyone happy (or happee as Hagrid says)holidays!

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