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Chapter 1 War's Over

XXSetting Eternal; post GENESIS battle. Time: 16:43.XX

Lacus Clyne raced to the hangar just to make it there in time to see Kira Yamato getting off of the Strike Rouge. She needed to be strong for her crew, but now that the ship was out of immediate danger she couldn't help but go see if he was alright. "Kira!" she cried, no longer able to hold back the tears. Lacus launches herself off the catwalk with all her might. Luckily, Kira saw her just in time to catch her and avoid a painful midair collision. Lacus buried her face in his chest and cried as they held each other, floating weightlessly in the hangar bay. "Hey, I told you I'd come back," he said to her, trying to be comforting.

After their embrace had lasted a few precious moments, they lifted their faces toward each other, their eyes meeting. "Are you . . . are you alright?" she asked barely above a whisper.

"Yeah." Tears began welling in his eyes too, now that it was all over. Fllay, Mwu, Tolle . . . so many people that were precious to him had been lost. And then there were those he was unable to protect, the hints of his mysterious origins. He thought to himself, If you can't protect someone, are you just as guilty for their death? Does it make you as guilty as the one who pulled the trigger?

"I'm so sorry about your friend, Kira." Lacus wasn't sure what else she could say. She saw what had happened to Fllay's escape pod and knew Kira would be extremely upset that he was unable to protect her. Though she did not know the depth of their friendship, Lacus did know that Fllay was someone who he had sworn to protect.

"She was more than that," he said without thinking. Kira noticed the hurt in Lacus' eyes as they quickly looked away from each other. "Sorry. But she was someone very special to me."

"It's okay. I understand." She pushed off his chest remembering that she may be needed on the bridge. At least, that's what she tried to convince herself of.

Kira grabbed her wrist before she could escape. "No, you don't." Kira looked away from her, clenching his free fist. "I promised I would protect her. I felt responsible after her father's death. And some things happened between us; good and bad. Things . . . got out of hand. When we parted before the fight I had with Athrun, we had left a lot of things unsaid. And I'll have to live with that."

"I see." Lacus really wanted to be somewhere, anywhere else at that moment. Unfortunately Kira had a firm grip on her.

"Lacus," he said turning his eyes back to meet hers. "I . . . I just wanted to tell you everything. You've done so much for me and you deserve to know the truth about what happened."

"You do no need to explain yourself to me," she said sweetly, but untruthfully. "I will gladly listen to whatever you have to say later. But I had hoped . . ." she trailed off, unwillingly revealing her true thoughts to him.

Kira put his finger on her lips just as she stopped speaking. She looked up at him half expecting, desperately wanting something, anything that meant he felt about her the way she felt about him. She wasn't disappointed.

Despite his watery eyes he was smiling at her. He looked so gentle. In her heart-of-hearts she now knew how he felt. "No. It may feel wrong for me to find happiness in the midst of all that's happened in this war, but I'm glad to be here now with you. I can't forget everything that's gone on, but I won't let it get the best of me either. We owe it to all those we've lost to keep moving forward as best we can." Kira knew it would be hard, but he hoped he could keep that promise. Why shouldn't he and Lacus find some small measure of happiness after all hardship they had endured?

"Thank you, Kira," Lacus said pulling closer to finally steal a kiss. Yes, finally . . . she was hoping for this when she gave him her ring as he left for the last fight. They both had other, more pressing things to think about then. Now it would be perfect.

"Ouch!" The unwitting couple collided with a mobile suit mechanic, perhaps the only person in a hundred meters not watching the display between the pink-haired princess and her favorite pilot. Most on the flight deck, including Athrun Zala and Cagalli Yula Athha, had been watching in amusement for some time, not knowing the details of their conversation. "Watch where you two lovebirds are going from now on!" the mechanic said in a fake hurt tone. After seeing what was going on, it took all his self control to keep the scowl on his face.

"Sorry mister," Kira apologized, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment.

With her mission failed, Lacus just sighed with disappointment. Oh well, plenty of time for that later I suppose, she thought.

"Ahem. Don't you two have somewhere you need to be." The mechanic, with his gruff façade beginning to crack, turned their attention to Athrun and Cagalli up on the catwalk. They were motioning for Kira and Lacus to come to the meeting.

"We must have been here longer than I thought," Kira said.

"Everything will be alright as long as our time here wasn't wasted." Lacus looked up at him with hope.

"You're right." Kira matched her smile as they made their way out of the hangar, floating hand-in-hand.


XXConference room, Eternal. Time: 17:00.XX

". . . but we still need to decide where we should go from here," Kira and Lacus heard as they walked in. Apparently the meeting had started without them. It was Andrew Waltfeld discussing the future with Col. Kisaka at the head of the table. Cagalli was sitting at the opposite end with Athrun, her head on his shoulder, her hair covering her face. Murrue Ramius had her chair way from the table staring dejectedly out into space. She seemed to be absentmindedly playing with an oddly shaped locket close to her chest.

"Birdy." Birdy flew from Athrun's shoulder to Kira's.

"I guess he didn't want to spoil your moment, so he came with us in the hangar," Athrun said jokingly. His reminder of their public display brought a blush to the faces of Lacus and Kira.

"Well, now that you two have had your fun perhaps you would care to join our discussion?" Andy's question sounded more like a statement. He watched the two with genuine interest as they came in. Word travels fast on this ship.

"Sure," Kira and Lacus said in unison. Crimson with embarrassment, the couple sat down at the middle of the table.

"We still have some time before we can get everything together and move out. So there's no need to decide our final destination now, or even if we should all have the same destination." Kisaka reminded everyone that there was still a lot of work to be done before their little fleet could even get underway. With the damage the ships had taken it was doubtful they could survive re-entry without repairs. The engines on all three ships were too damaged to sustain even half thrust. "But it would not be wise to stay here too long. Even if the war is really over, we've made too many enemies to relax just yet."

"Perhaps we could go back to the Mendel colony?" Kira asked a bit too eagerly. He had a strong desire to find out more about his past. He didn't trust what le Creuzet had told him in the abandoned colony, but he still wanted answers. This seemed like the only way to find out the truth.

Andy thought about this suggestion a moment. "Hmm. That's a possibility. I doubt anyone would be in that area, or come looking for us there so soon after the battle. Most that know we were there are probably gone. And everyone else in our immediate vicinity should be too busy to notice us slipping off in that direction. It could also give us an out-of-the-way place for repairs and re-supplying."

"Yes, I think that'd be just the place to set down for repairs." Turning around, everyone was surprised to see it was Murrue talking. Kira's suggestion reminded her of the encounter Mwu had with his archrival there. The story Mwu told her was incredible. She had she kept the photo album he and Kira had brought back with them. Perhaps she could find out more about Mwu; become closer to him somehow. Or perhaps she was indulging a morbid curiosity concerning her dearly departed Mwu la Flagga.

"It's decided then. We'll head out to the Mendel colony and discuss our final plans later." Andy quickly adjourned the meeting, noticing how upset Murrue looked at the moment. "You youngsters better get some rest before you pass out."

As if on cue, Kira slumped back in his chair.


XXBridge, Archangel. Time: 17:15.XX

"So, have you decided what to do now that it's finally over?" Miriallia asked Dearka.

"We've got a shuttle ready to take us back to the PLANTs. Yzak needs to get back to his mother," he said with a smirk. The ribbing did not go unnoticed by Yzak, who responded with his usual glare. Dearka added, "And I guess there are some things we both need to clear up before we're declared fugitives or something. Yzak's mom is on the Supreme Council, so maybe she can fix things if we sneak back in the confusion." They would have to leave the Buster and Duel onboard the Archangel. Dearka hoped that wouldn't make matters any worse for them when they returned to the PLANTs.

"Oh," was all Miriallia had to say.

Noticing a hint of disappointment in her voice, Yzak tried to help in his characteristic way. "Don't worry. The way Dearka's been fawning over you he'll go through withdrawal within the week! You'll see him again real soon," he said with his wry smile, almost snarling. He was a little uneasy over his friend's obvious affection for this Natural, and he couldn't pass up the chance for a quick comeback.

"Don't you have anything better to do?" Dearka passed his friend a death glare not unlike the one he had just received a moment earlier.

Yzak left with a parting shot. "Hmpf. Anyway you'll likely see your boyfriend soon enough."

"Ix-ne on the oyfriend-be," Dearka said quickly, but it was too late. When he turned back to Mir she was already fighting back the tears. "Hey, I'm sorry. He doesn't know about Tolle."

"I'll be fine. I just need to be alone right now," she said as she got up to go back to her quarters.

"Hey, how will I find you again?"

"I'll probably end up at home; back in Orb." As the door slid shut behind her she added quietly, "Eventually."

"Oh, wait!" He had forgotten about it that quickly. He came all the way to the bridge just for this, and it may be his last chance. Catching up to her in the corridor he took her hand. She tried to jerk away and smack him, but he was too quick; she couldn't pull free. Before she had finished pulling her arm back she suddenly noticed he had placed something in her other hand.

"What's this?" She was puzzled, and a bit embarrassed that she almost hit him for giving her a parting gift.

"Something I've been meaning to give you. Bye," he said as he drifted away, making his way toward the shuttle waiting for him and Yzak on the flight deck.

It was a small, ornately carved wooden box. It looked like it was made recently. The careful etching left a bit of sawdust still clinging to the corners. It was beautiful. She didn't know he had any talent. Confused, she opened it to see an inlaid portrait of herself on inside of the lid. On the inside bottom there was a message. It read,

Miriallia,
Thanks for everything. I'm glad to have
met you. Stay safe and try to cheer up
a bit. Hope to see you soon. If I'm not
in jail, you can find me with my service
number.
Dearka
626-5827A

Mir let out an audible chuckle at the thought of Dearka behind bars again. Since returning to space the two of them had enjoyed picking at each other, even while on combat alert. She vividly remembered the time when she pretended to be angry with him and cut off communications with the Buster shortly before launch. Murrue had given her a stern, but understanding look. The captain knew how important it was for Miriallia to keep up her sprits. And it wasn't lost on Murrue how much better Mir had been doing since Dearka became an unofficial member of the team.

Yes, these former enemies had somehow become friends. And she knew that Dearka was hoping for something more than friendship. He had been very understanding, knowing she wasn't ready for that yet. Mir would miss him, but not as much as she was missing Tolle right now.

On an impulse, she took a right towards the starboard flight deck instead of going straight to her quarters. She stopped at the corridor window twenty meters above the shuttle. Dearka was absentmindedly looking out of the shuttle window. Perhaps it was coincidence that he was looking at just the right spot when she appeared, or perhaps he was hoping she would see him off. In any case, they both smiled at each other as the shuttle prepared for launch.

As the count down ran out they both put their hands on their respective windows as a parting gesture. Dearka leaned forward to get a better look at her, not knowing when, or even if, he would ever see her again.

"Ow!" The sudden acceleration of the launch caused Dearka to crack his head against the seat's headrest. Once out of the Archangel Yzak couldn't resist a belly laugh at the expense of his friend. Mir thought she saw it too and let out giggle as she floated back towards her quarters eyeing Dearka's gift.

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Chapter 2

Voyage to L4

XXFloating in space, stars twinkling like pinpricks through a surreal blue backdrop.XX

"Why didn't you protect my father, like you said you would? You weren't even trying! It's because you're a Coordinator, isn't it!"

"no . . ."

"Because Kira and I spent all last night together, that's why!"

"No . . ."

"Poor little Kira! He's always fighting to protect people. And when he can't protect them he feels guilty. He just cries and cries because he couldn't protect them!"

"NO!"

"Don't cry anymore. My heart will protect you, my dearest Kira." As the ethereal figure embraced him, Kira felt warm and at peace again. "I'll be with you, forever . . ."

". . ."

Kira shot up in bed, breathing heavily and drenched in sweat. The same dream. It was always the same dream; an emotional roller coaster he couldn't escape from. Fllay Alster. Her final words rang in his mind: Forever.

He looked around, reassured to find himself back in his quarters aboard the Eternal. The ring dangling from a chain around his neck brought him back to reality. It was a symbol of his budding relationship with Lacus Clyne, and a precious anchor at times like these. Turning on the lights, he heard a beep at the door.

"It's me," Lacus said through the communicator. The worry in her voice was obvious. She had been with him a lot of the time while he was recovering from his ordeal. She had gotten used to being his healer, both physically and mentally. When they first met at the Debris Belt, after the fight with Athrun, and just the other day . . . He needed her, and she needed to be there for him. Each filled a void within the other; a symbiotic relationship between two war-weary souls.

"Come in. I was just going to get some water."

The door slid open to reveal Lacus. Kira noticed she was not in her sleep clothes but in the white and purple dress she was in when they first met. She had been wearing that often in the past few days, knowing Kira was fond of seeing her in it. "Then I shall accompany you to the ship's galley," Lacus announced, trying to put on her cheery attitude for him.

"Sure thing," Kira smiled back at the ever-understanding Lacus. He put on his uniform jacket over his pajamas.

"Same dream?" she asked as he joined her in the corridor.

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

"I heard you scream." She glanced off to the side. Her room was close by. "Besides," she added, "this is the third night in a row. And at the same time of night. I do hope this doesn't become a routine," her veneer began to crack, showing her worry even more.

"Sorry. I don't want to worry you." Kira's brow furrowed in thought. He could gather from her coming already dressed that she was expecting this to happen. Every night since Fllay died, the same dream. At least it didn't interfere with this rest too much. He was able to get some sleep, thankfully. "I'll be alright," he said finally. For Lacus' sake, he certainly hoped it would be alright.

"Of course you will," she said with a smile. "You have to be," she added quietly.

In the galley they found Athrun and Cagalli sharing hot cocoa, her head on his shoulder once again. "Hey, would you two care to join us?" asked Athrun.

"Yes, very much," said Lacus. She escorted Kira to a seat next to Athrun then disappeared in the kitchen.

"We thought you might come," said Cagalli. She was bleary eyed. They had been recuperating aboard the Eternal also and were still tired. It was clear she and Athrun were here waiting for Kira's nightly trip to the galley, sacrificing their much-needed rest. These four friends had all lost so much during the war, and each wanted to help the others overcome the heart-ache.

"I've brought the cocoa!" Lacus placed their mugs on the table, locking arms with Kira as she sat down.

Kira thanked her. Taking a sip, he was startled by Cagalli. Snapping fully awake, she stood up and made a proclamation: "Kira, you need to do something fun!"

Choking and sputtering, he managed to get out "Like what?" The cocoa uncomfortably seeped into his pajama bottoms.

"Oh, I'm so sorry Kira!" Cagalli apologized. She ran to the kitchen to grab some towels and tried to help Lacus clean him up.

"No, I'm fine. Really I am," Kira tried to protest.

Athrun chuckled; he was very glad he wasn't on the receiving end of all this attention.

"So, what did you have in mind Cagalli?" Kira asked after the event came to a conclusion, eager to put this incident behind him.

"I know," Lacus chimed. "We could play a game."

"That's a great idea," added Cagalli. "How about a treasure hunt? Kira and Lacus can hunt for Birdy, Athrun and I for Pink-chan. First team to return here with their 'treasure' wins."

"Okay." Athrun had a slight edge of sarcasm in his voice. It was obvious she hadn't really thought this all the way through. It was a lame plan, but she was obviously too tired to be any more creative. She likely just wanted an excuse to be alone with Athrun. They were supposed to be there to help Lacus and Kira, but perhaps this plan would allow for both.

"What's the matter mister, you don't like it?" Cagalli's asked, bristling with anger.

"Oh, no. I think it's just fine." The sarcasm was gone, but he gave her a slight smile.

"Grrr!" Now she was infuriated, but that was the point of this exercise. "Athrun, don't you dare make me mad!"

"Yes dear." He took a long sip to finish off his cocoa. It was the only way to avoid cracking a smile. At this point, that would be the easiest way to maintain control of the situation.

"That's right!" Cagalli, claiming victory, proceeded out of the galley to gather Birdy and the pink Haro for her little game.

Once it was safe, the remaining three were rolling with laughter.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you Athrun?" Lacus asked after regaining her senses.

"Of course; but don't you dare tell her that."

"That's not a very nice thing to do to my sister. Funny, yes. Nice, no."

"It would not be wise to indulge in that too often," Lacus warned Athrun.

"You're right. But I thought we all needed a good laugh. I'll make it up to her later."

"Be sure that you do," Kira said just as Cagalli returned with the "treasure."

"Do what?" she asked, eager to find out what she was missing.

"Nothing. Is everything all set?" Athrun asked her. Not waiting for an answer, he put his arm around her waist and ordered the pink Haro and Birdy to go hide somewhere within the gravity block. Cagalli blushed, forgetting that she'd even asked a question. She had a sneaking suspicion she was being toyed with, but for right now everything was alright. She would get Athrun back soon enough.


XXGravity block, central corridor, Eternal. Time 01:10.XX

"Where shall we begin looking?" Lacus asked.

Kira smiled down at her, "Does it really matter?"

She sighed, "I suppose not, as long as you are having fun."

"Exactly," Kira added.

"But still," Lacus insisted "I would hate to loose this little contest."

Kira kissed her on the forehead, locked arms with her, and they continued their stroll through the hallways.

Eventually, voices carried down the corridor. They were not talking loud, but everything else was so quiet that they couldn't help but overhear.

Looking at each other quizzically, they snuck around the corner to see what was going on. The conversation was coming from Andy's room where the door was wide open. It was Murrue and Andy having a drink, sharing war stories. They sounded like old veterans. Despite their young ages, they had seen enough to make them old beyond their years.

"I thought Murrue would be on the Archangel," Kira whispered.

"Well, let's not interrupt their discussion. That would be rude."

"You're right. Let's go."

As they turned to go they heard Birdy call from inside Andy's room.

"Don't you know where you're supposed to be, little fellow?" Andy asked the bird.

"Birdy!" it responded.

The couple cautiously peeked into the room only to find Murrue and Andy looking straight at them. Andy cocking his one eye at Kira's stained pajamas, "Wondered when you'd show up for your little friend."

Murrue, her cheeks flushed from the alcohol said jokingly, "Indeed. I thought you would take better care of your things Kira. First your bird, now your pants."

"Uh, well, you see . . ." Kira tried to explain.

"It's all right, youngster. Come on in. You two wouldn't be up this late if you didn't need something." Andy demanded they spill it.

"Kira's been having nightmares," Lacus volunteered before he could protest. "I do hope you won't be upset with me, but perhaps talking about it will help," she said apologetically.

Kira had already talked about it with Lacus, but perhaps their more experienced friends would be able to help. "It's okay, Lacus. The way word travels on this ship it was bound to come out eventually."

The couple took a seat. Kira started his explanation slowly. "Sometimes . . . I wake up screaming. Lacus has heard it every night since we left Jachin Diue space and comes to check on me every time." He reached out to find Lacus' hand. "It's the same dream every time. Someone I wasn't able to protect dies. They blame me, and then they tell me they'll be with me forever. Watching over me, I guess. But I'll be alright. I'm more worried about Lacus worrying about me," Kira tried to force a smile as he gave Lacus a pat on the head.

"It sounds like you've got the right idea," Murrue said. "It's not uncommon for soldiers to have problems after a war. Some don't develop a problem until after it's over. They've gotten used to the fighting, but when that's all over there's too much time to think back on all that's happened. Survivor's guilt can be overwhelming if you let it. I'm not surprised that you would have nightmares, but your approach to dealing with them is sound. Sharing your problems with those who care is the most important step in recovery."

"But this is no ordinary dream," Kira interjected.

Andy took a sip of his drink. "They never are, my boy. They never are."

That's when Kira and Lacus notice what those two were doing. Andy was holding a picture of his lady-friend. He had lost an arm, and eye, and the love of his life in the desert. Murrue was placing Mwu's picture in a coffin shaped locket. Looking at each other, Kira and Lacus realized that maybe their problems weren't so much after all. They still had each other for support.

Perhaps Murrue and Andy needed each other's support too. And that's why they were up this late sharing a drink.

Birdy flew from Andy over to Kira's open hands. "Thanks you two," Kira said with a renewed outlook. "Come on Lacus. We've got a little contest to win." With that, the two began their trek back to the galley.

"Hmm. Those two will do alright." Andy smiled as he and Murrue watched them go.

"Yes, I'm sure you're right."


XXGravity block, central corridor, Eternal. Time 01:15.XX

Athrun still had Cagalli by the waist as they walked down the corridor on their little mission. They had left Kira and Lacus going in the opposite direction fifteen minutes ago. Now they were approaching the rooms they were staying in.

"You did all that on purpose, didn't you Athrun?" she asked looking up at him. She knew it was certain when he avoided looking directly into her eyes. "That's okay; you know I'll get you back."

"Oh, I know. It was all for Kira and Lacus. I thought it would help take their mind off things for a little while." Athrun checked to make sure that Cagalli's expression softened a bit. That was just the opening Athrun was looking for.

"Hey! What are you . . ." Athrun got a firm grip on Cagalli and pulled her into his quarters before anyone saw them. The night watches had been light on the trip, but there was no need to embarrass Cagalli any further by doing this in front of others. He was in enough trouble as it is.

After a long embrace and kiss Athrun admitted, "I needed to make it up to you."

"You think you're out of the woods, mister?" She glared at him in mock anger, giving him a light punch on in the chest.

"Not at all." He smiled as they began again. Not for quite some time I'm sure, he thought.


XXGravity block, ship's galley, Eternal. Time 01:35.XX

"I wonder what's taking them so long," Kira pondered aloud.

"I couldn't say." Though Lacus had an idea what those two were doing, it wouldn't be proper to discuss it. She couldn't help but be envious.

"Well, perhaps we should just call it a night."

"Will you be alright, Kira?"

"Yes. I'll be fine." Kira yawned. Even if the dreams do continue, I'll be fine for your sake.

The two enjoyed their brief walk back to their quarters. Kira left his companion at her door and turned to go when he heard "Kira?" accompanied by a slight tug at his sleeve.

Turning back to see her tired yet beautiful face, he asked "Yes?" She had stayed up for the third night in a row, just to comfort him. "Oh. I almost for got." With that he gave her the kiss she had been hoping for. Not long and passionate, but sweet and tender nonetheless. Sure he owed her that, but he wanted it too. "Thanks Lacus," and he turned to go.

"No, thank you Kira. My hope is renewed." Lacus beamed with a grin of success.

"I'm glad." With that, the fledgling couple went to their separate rooms to get what rest they could. Tomorrow they would arrive at the Mendel colony.


Chapter 3 Mystery in Mendel Colony

XXBridge, Eternal. 09:00XX

"Bring us in, Mr. Waltfeld," Lacus ordered. "Hail the Kusanagi, please." Technically, Andy was the captain of the ship, but every crewmember of the Eternal was a card-carrying member of the Clyne Faction. They marched to the orders of their idol, their mascot, their leader: Lacus Clyne.

"We have the Kusanagi, Ms. Clyne," reported the communications officer.

"Very good. Col. Kisaka, I would like to ask if we could send out some M1s to perform a reconnaissance of the area outside the colony. We do not need a repeat of our earlier experiences. I plan on sending Kira in the Strike Rouge to secure the inside of the colony." She hastily added "With Cagalli's permission, of course," seeing her in the background. She seemed in a good mood this morning, but Lacus had no intention of incurring the wrath Cagalli so early in the day.

"Sure thing, but I want to take an M1 and follow Kira in," Cagalli jumped in. No longer able to shirk her responsibilities, Cagalli returned to the Kusanagi just hours earlier. Just as Lacus lead the Clyne Faction, Cagalli now had to lead what was left of her people. With the death of her father, she was now Lady Cagalli Yula Athha, soverign of Orb. Athrun had gone with her, knowing how much trouble she would have playing the role of a calm leader.

"That may be a good idea. Please keep our dear Kira out of trouble." Lacus could just imagine Kira turning red. She knew Kira would be listening in from the Strike Rouge's cockpit, and she couldn't resist making him blush.

And, she was worried. About Kira, yes; but also about their current situation. This was the fourth day of their journey and they had only been able to make minor repairs to the Strike Rouge and the few remaining M1 suits. Athrun and Chief Murdock had made little progress in repairing the Duel and the Buster. There was no hope of repairing the Freedom short of rebuilding it, but that would have to wait until they made it to a Morgenroete facility.

"Good luck Kira," Lacus cheered through the com link.


XXConference room, Archangel. Time: 10:05.XX

"There's no sign of activity inside or outside of the colony," Kira heard has he and Cagalli entered, still in their flight suits. Murrue was speaking to Andy and Kisaka. Athrun and Lacus were sitting with them at the table. "We've already sent crewmen to seek the raw materials and supplies we need."

Lacus took Kira's hand as he sat down, saying "Very good. Now we can begin our other task: Exploration of the research facility within the colony. I would like to accompany Kira. I believe Athrun and Cagalli would like to go also." They nodded in agreement.

"Yes. I would like to go as well," put in Murrue. "I think we should take Miriallia also. Crewman Haw needs something to do other than her duties."

Kira and Lacus looked at each other, sharing the same thought: All this time, we've been neglecting her. She had said she wanted some time alone to think, and the others had respected that. But Kira could testify to the fact that too much thinking could be bad for you. Thinking about those they had lost, and only the hope of a fragile peace was gained.


XXOutside the PLANT Supreme Council Chambers. Time: 10:30.XX

"Well, that went well," she said while approaching the boys. It seemed that Councilwoman Joule shared her son's mannerisms. Sarcasm and evil stares must run in the family.

"I can see where you get your sunny disposition," Dearka whispered to Yzak. A glare was the only response he received from his friend.

"I managed to make sure that your records would not show anything . . . embarrassing." It was her hope that, once the smoke cleared, these two could ride their war-hero status straight to seats on the Supreme Council.

Both breathed a sigh of relief. They were worried for a moment. It did not seem that all was well with the council. Perhaps that was only natural considering the turmoil it was in since the disappearance of former Chairman Clyne.

"That's not what took so long. It is the general consensus that a Blue Cosmos attack is highly likely during the negotiations with the Earth Alliance. We have most of our agents working on internal security, as terrorism is more likely than an outright attack."

"Dearka and I will be glad to help mother." Yzak was eager to get back into the action. That was where he belonged, where he felt in control. He did not like being his mother's bodyguard. Politics did not suit him at all. It sickened him to think of an enemy he could not face in open combat.

"No." The councilwoman was curt. "We are still concerned about the connections uncovered between Rau Le Creuzet and the Earth Alliance. He had to be well connected to play both sides against the middle like that; perhaps even connected with Blue Cosmos."

The boys grimaced at the reminder of their former commander, the war hero who nearly brought the extinction of all mankind.

"We will eventually uncover his network. I only hope that doing so will give us fair warning before an attack. But I have decided that you need to recover the Duel and the Buster. That is the only issue left unresolved regarding you two. Your records have been cleared, but their absence cannot go unnoticed for much longer. Though they're a bit outdated, I would still like to avoid any awkward questions."

She gave Yzak an understanding smile. It's not like it was their fault. Their suits would never have made it back under their own power, and the small shuttle they used would have a hard time towing two broken-down mobile suits.

"Right. When will we be leaving?" Yzak didn't care for leaving the PLANTs while others were busy, but a mission into space was better than watching the political battles surrounding the council.

"Within the hour. I'm sorry I couldn't spend more time with you son, but this mission is a top priority. Your ship has already been prepared. Report to the space dock where you will meet your third team member, a transport pilot. The only difficulty you should have is in tracking down the 'legged' ship."

Dearka spoke up. "They couldn't have made it to Earth with the amount of damage they received, and there aren't too many friendly ports where they could have set down for repairs. I think I know where to start looking." He had thought about it often: Where would they go, how long would it take . . . how was she doing?

"Good. I'll leave it to you two then. Do not fail." As the councilwoman turned to, go the boys heard her add "And come home safe."

Yzak and Dearka gave a parting salute and left to gather their things.


XXSpace dock. Time 11:00.XX

"So, you think they would go back to L4?" Yzak asked.

"I don't see why not." Dearka was almost sure that's where she'd be.

"Hey!" They turned to see who would dare yell at them. Lowering her voice, "What are you two doing in those red coats?" It was cocky girl, slightly older than the boys, dressed like a sloppy mechanic. Her green hair was pulled back into a simple pony tail. Grease was smeared on the legs of her olive-colored coveralls. "Didn't anyone tell you this was supposed to be a covert mission? To think I volunteered to baby-sit you two. Some brilliant war heroes you turned out to be, strutting around in your uniforms; not at all what Representative Joule led me to believe."

"Why you little. . ." Yzak grabbed her by the collar, raring back to strike the unkempt girl.

With a mischievous gleam in here eye she said, "Why, I didn't know you had it in you to strike superior officer." Little did they know, she had once been in command of her own Larasia class ship, and a hotshot pilot before that. She stuck out a gloved hand in greeting. "Cmdr. Ailesa Hawke, Intelligence Bureau. Nice scar by the way," raising her hand to point at the mark of shame Kira had given him in battle. It ran from the top left of his forehead to the middle of his right cheek.

"What?" Crimson with anger, Yzak turned to his companion. "Let's get on with it," he said through clenched teeth. "I take it his junk heap is our transport?" Without waiting for an answer he stalked off in usual Yzak style.

As Dearka followed he said, "I can see you two are going to be the best of friends."

In the cargo bay Dearka noticed an old GINN recharging. "I guess it doesn't hurt to be prepared." The suit had obviously seen better days. The several pieces were different shades off the norm, like it had been pieced together from totaled mobile suits.


XXMendel colony, research facility. Time: 13:30.XX

"Still nothing." Cagalli was exhausted, and not very patient. She had been sifting through papers scattered about and didn't find anything interesting. All she managed to find were lists of genetic enhancements people had requested nearly twenty years ago. It was like parents had just placed orders with a local genetic department store. Though she felt sure that all the parents would love them no matter what, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable at the thought of designer children. Each had a serial number and a list of features, like technical specs.

Miriallia had been helping her sort through the stacks of documents. "Don't give up yet. Maybe you should take break and go see how Athrun is doing?" He seemed like a nice enough guy, she thought. But she felt a little guilty being glad he wasn't there. After all, he was the one who killed . . . NO! Shaking her head to drive those thoughts away, I promised myself I wouldn't do this. Her mind had been racing in circles, never getting away from what happened to Tolle.

"Sure. I'll be back in a few minutes." Cagalli was all too glad to do something else.

She passed Kira and Lacus on her way out. Those two were on the other side of the laboratory working on getting the computers up and running. Athrun would have been more suited to the task but he preferred to stand guard outside, not knowing what to do or say about Miriallia. They had gotten along well since their return to space, but that was with the war distracting everybody from their personal problems.

"Here, Miriallia. I'll help you." Mir was startled to see Murrue walk up and offer a hand. She had disappeared the moment they entered the building. Mir didn't notice her return.

"Sure," she said. She was glad to have some company. "Um, Capt. Ramius, can I ask you something?"

"Of course."

She lowered her head, hoping she wasn't being rude. "How do you deal with it?"

Murrue didn't expect that, but perhaps she should have. She understood all too well what Miriallia was going through. And it was no secret about her relationship with Mwu. She gave Mir a gentle smile, "Well I guess it's time to put on my motherly act . . . . Wait, forget that," shaking her head. More like better looking older sister!"

Murrue's attempt at humor drew a weak smile from Miriallia. "Come on. Let's go for a walk while we talk about it. Okay?"

"Yeah." The two of them wandered off, leaving Lacus and Kira all alone.

"So how is it progressing?" asked Lacus.

"Almost there."

"Good I don't feel comfortable staying here too long." Actually she didn't feel comfortable at all. Kira thought he was hiding it well, but Lacus could tell something was very wrong. Perhaps others couldn't tell, but she knew something was eating away at him. Was he obsessed with finding out about his origins, or the people he wasn't able to protect? Or was it just Fllay? She wanted, needed to be there for him, but there were times when she was at a loss for what to do.

"Kira . . ." she began.

"Got it!" He had succeeded in getting the servers to start up. Now to use an access terminal to find what he was looking for.

Lacus sighed, pulling up a seat next to Kira. They would have to have a talk some other time, healer to patient.

It didn't take long for Kira to find what he was looking for. "It's like they didn't even try to hide what they were doing; like they meant for someone to find it." He just shook his head at how easy the encryption was to break. It was all there. Dr. Hibiki's research, along with the ID numbers of all the embryos that didn't make it through the artificial womb. And it was all for the Ultimate Coordinator, for progress. It seemed a callous way to do research.

As he came across his personal file, he noticed something peculiar. It wasn't the fact that he was the only one to survive the artificial womb; he already knew that. It was something else. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but something was gnawing at him. That would have to wait though.

He found Cagalli's file also. It seemed she was a Natural, so why did she have a file here too? Perhaps it was because she too was a child of the late Hibikis. Scrolling down, there it was again. The same obscure reference that caught his eye in his own file: SEED. Where had he heard that before?

Resuming his search, he found files for Lacus and Athrun. Again, SEED.

"I did not know this was the facility where I was conceived," Lacus showed her surprise.

"This place is pretty big. It couldn't all have been used for secret experiments. I imagine a lot of Coordinators got their start here."

His interest piqued, it was time to search for the meaning of SEED. "Error?" There was no trouble finding it, but it seemed this file was locked down under much heavier security. After a few minutes Kira gave up. "We can do this later. Lets backup what data we can and go."

The abandoned fetuses floating in jars were disturbing enough the first time he was here. They were even more so now. He could only assume they were his siblings lost to the artificial womb.


Chapter 4 Reunions and Partings

XXShip's galley, Eternal. Time 08:30.XX

"Good morning," Kira yawned as he joined Lacus for breakfast. It was the second day since their arrival in the Mendel colony. His nightmares continued, but at least he no longer awoke others by screaming. He wasn't sure if Lacus was still waiting up to comfort him.

"Yes it is, isn't it?" Lacus beamed quite cheerfully. "You seem well rested this morning."

Kira gave her a light kiss on the forehead as he sat down with the breakfast tray. "I am. How are the repairs going?"

"Quite well. We will be able to leave here shortly."

"Is that so?" Kira hadn't been able to make any progress with the files they recovered from the research facility two days earlier. Athrun and Cagalli were both shocked to find they were mentioned in the records, but were unable to help Kira find any new information. Cagalli did suggest that Dr. Erica Simmons of Morgenroete might be able to assist. Unfortunately, she was busy overseeing repairs to the Kusanagi and the mobile suits at the moment.

"Yes. I am relieved at the prospect." Lacus placed her head on his shoulder, hugging his arm. Kira was improving; perhaps maturing as well. Our hearts are at peace when we are together, she thought. "Have you given any thought as to where you would like to go?" she asked expectantly.

"I don't have a specific location in mind. But I would like to stay with you, if that's alright."

"Of course it is, Kira. I wish to be with you also." As an afterthought, she added "Perhaps we could stay with Rev. Malchio on his island."

That's when he remembered: . . . because you possess the SEED. Those were Rev. Malchio's words to him in the Clyne residence, following the battle with Athrun. That's why he survived the explosion. "Yes. That sounds like a good place to settle down for a while."

His statement surprised the unsuspecting girl. "Settle down? Why Kira, do you mean . . .?"

"Um, yeah sure." Not meaning it to come out as a proposal of marriage, Kira wasn't sure what to do. He hadn't really thought about it. All he knew was that he wanted to be in her presence. The only time he had found solace since Heliopolis was when he was by her side. "Yes," he added with resolve. They would be happy and he could find the answers he was looking for; he would make sure of it.

"You have made me very happy Kira Yamato. I will have to think about it," she announced playfully. Of course she wanted to, but it wouldn't hurt to gauge his reaction. The 'yeah sure' was a little weak, but she recognized the sincerity in his eyes with the 'yes.'

"Oh. I guess it is kind of sudden," he apologized.

"Not to worry. We have plenty of time for you to find me a ring." She was enjoying the banter, especially since Kira didn't quite know how to take it. The ring comment elicited an uncomfortable 'gulp' from him. Lacus found it priceless. With a sigh of contentment, she hugged his arm more tightly.


XXBridge, Archangel. Time 09:38XX

"We have a contact inbound. Looks like a cargo vessel of some kind." Miriallia had gotten used to her position as the combat information officer. The CIC (Combat Information Center) was a big responsibility. She learned quickly the need to be authoritative and decisive when making announcements to the captain, if for no other reason than to reassure the other bridge crewmembers that she knew what she was doing.

"Can we get confirmation of that?" Captain Ramius showed her worry. Who would be all the way out here? And with a freighter?

"Confirmed. Contact is at 01.25 mark 23 Blue, 14 Alpha. Range 800 meters and closing steadily. Sir, they're hailing us. Audio only."

"Thank you Crewman Haw. Put it through."

"This is the freighter Prometheus out of Draegad 6, captain Hawke speaking. We request permission to approach the Mendel colony space dock."

"State your business here captain." Murrue was instantly suspicious.

"I am afraid I cannot discuss that on an open channel. If it will make you feel any better you can send a shuttle out here to pick us up, but one way or another we're not leaving L4 space without speaking with you in person, captain Ramius."

"Very well then, we'll send a shuttle. Hold your current position." Her suspicions seemed justified. Who was this person? How did she know the Archangel would be here? And how did she know my name? Turning to Miriallia, "See to it Ms. Haw."

"Yes captain."

Their exchanges on duty belied the growing friendship between the two. Murrue and Miriallia had spent a good deal of time together the past couple of days, helping each other deal with their losses woman to woman.


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XXHangar, Archangel. Time 10:33.XX

Exiting the shuttle were Ailesa Hawke and Dearka in full military dress: Dearka in his red overcoat, Ailesa in the white uniform of a commander. The commander looked simple, yet beautiful. Her green shoulder-length hair, now let down with light curls, was floating in the weightless environment of the hangar. She studied the bridge crew that came to meet them with her piercing blue eyes. Snapping to attention she stated "Request permission to come aboard."

Yzak and Dearka had been shocked to see Ailesa presentable. Her freighter captain-mechanic's disguise had them writing her off as a filthy tomboy. Her attitude convinced them she was nothing more than a smartass looking for trouble. While she still continued sharpening her wit on the hapless boys, she was also quick to discard the unkempt appearance. She had insisted on formalities when meeting with the infamous Archangel's crew. Yzak, having had enough of her company, elected to stay on the Prometheus.

"Permission granted." Murrue returned the salute. "If I may now ask, what is it that you want?" Though she was no longer with the Earth Alliance forces, the ZAFT uniforms made her uncomfortable.

"You may. I have been dispatched by the PLANT Supreme Council to secure the return of GAT-X series units Buster and Duel."

"Very well. You may have them, though I can't imagine what use you could get out of them at the moment."

"We don't intend to use them. We intend to keep a couple of wayward soldiers viewed as war heroes. The mobile suits are only needed to avoid unnecessary inquiries into the conduct of Dearka Elsman and Yzak Joule."

"I see. I'll make the necessary preparations," Murrue replied. Ailesa's cool and rigid demeanor reminded Murrue of Lt. Natarle Bagiruel. She was all business. Murrue always though of Natarle as a good soldier, but they had never gotten along.

"Thank you. Now I have another request, if I may. I would like a private meeting with you and Andrew Waltfeld."

"I think that can be arranged." Murrue dismissed her crew, sending them back to their duty stations. Ailesa and Murrue left to see to the transfer.

Miriallia stayed behind to have a chat with Dearka. "I see you didn't have any trouble finding me."

"None at all. The only trouble was in keeping Yzak from killing Ailesa. Those two can be so alike it's almost scary. So tell me, how have you been?"

"I've been well." It was true. She had been getting along much better following her talks with Murrue. "Oh, and thank you for your gift. It's unlike you to be so thoughtful."

"Yeah, well . . . you know." Lowering his head in shame, he remembered how cruel he had been to her when they first met. Why are you still crying? What's the matter honey, your good-for-nothing Natural boyfriend go and die on you or something? What he wouldn't give to take those words back. He had tried to make up for it, but knew nothing he did would soothe her loss. "Sorry," he added weakly.

She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "That's for being such a good friend," she explained.

"Hey, no problem."

"Come. Let's go to the observation deck." They would see nothing but space junk through the large bay-styled windows, but at least it would be a secluded place to talk. The place was almost romantic when you could look out and see the stars. She had gone their often with Tolle while off duty. I'm sorry Tolle, but Dearka has been a good friend. I hope you'll forgive me, she thought. Tolle had been very kind and understanding, but she still felt guilty taking Dearka to their special place.


XXConference room, Eternal. Time: 12:42XX

"I see. So that's why you're really here." Andy doubted there would really be a fuss over mobile suits that were little more than scrap now. It was much more plausible that Councilwoman Joule wanted the boys out of the way.

Murrue joined in, "So, your intelligence states that the Blue Cosmos will try and assassinate the council?"

"Yes. The easiest way to stop the negotiations is to remove those doing the negotiating," Ailesa continued. "The recovery mission was just a ploy to get Yzak out of immediate danger. If the attack were to be successful, the bodyguards would likely die along with the council."

"So what is it you want from us, Commander Hawke? If you're looking for a place to stay, you should know we'll be heading out soon." Murrue was uncomfortable taking on passengers she didn't trust. Dearka's actions had spoken for themselves, but she did not know Yzak and this Ailesa.

"Not quite," answered Ailesa. "I'm here to elicit your help, if that's acceptable."

Murrue was about to object, "I don't think . . ."

Andy interrupted, "Just tell me what you need, soldier." Tuning to Murrue, he explained "I can personally vouch for Ms. Hawke."

"Thank you, Mr. Waltfeld. I need to speak with . . ."


XXConference room, Eternal. Time: 13:05.XX

"I fail to see how we can be of use," said Sai Argyle. "I mean, we're not soldiers and we're not Coordinators."

Sai, Miriallia, Dearka, Kira, Lacus, Athrun, Cagalli, Murrue, and Andy were all in attendance. None of them knew where this conversation was going.

"That's exactly why you may be of service." Cmdr. Hawk read off her electronic pad, "Sai Argyle, Natural. Miriallia Haw, Natural. Both citizens of Orb. Last known residence: Heliopolis."

"Yeah, so?" Sai asked.

"Your official military records indicate that you were discharged by Admiral Halberton, long before the Archangel defected from the Earth Alliance. No one knows you two were involved in trying to stop the war at Jachin Diue. And just from looking at your records, one could easily gather you two would have a grudge against ZAFT the PLANTs. Perhaps enough of a grudge to join Blue Cosmos."

"So you want us to . . ." Sai began in disbelief.

"Infiltrate Blue Cosmos."

"But isn't that a little dangerous?" Murrue interrupted.

Turning to respond, Ailesa stated "Extremely, but we are short on time. We need Naturals we can trust and we need them now."

"Are you crazy? They're just kids." Andy couldn't believe his ears. He recalled the training of Ailesa. She had been a reckless cadet, but this too much.

"I know it's desperate, but Mr. Waltfeld you know I wouldn't ask if there wasn't the need. And besides, all your efforts to stop the war will be fruitless if Blue Cosmos succeeds."

"You could very well be sending these children to their deaths!" Murrue was now hot. How dare this woman ask so much after all Sai and Mir had been through. They were citizens of a neutral nation; they had been drug through a war, and now this.

"And they could have also died every single day under your command, captain Ramius," Ailesa retorted. "We can provide support through our undercover contacts, but you are right. Chances of success are slim. Chances of survival are unknown."

Unsure of herself, Mirialli began, "I'd like to help, but I don't know . . ."

"There's no need to decide now, but we have precious little time. The Prometheus will be making way in three hours. You have until then," she dismissed them. Only Lacus, Kira, Murrue, and Andy remained behind with Ailesa.

"It is good to see you are feeling better, Ms. Hawke. But I do not approve of your request," Lacus stated.

Kira asked, "You two know each other?"

"Not personally. Some time ago I did a morale tour through the infirmaries in the PLANTs. Ms. Hawke had lost her left leg and part of her left arm early in the war. She was very lucky to have survived."

Kira didn't notice any limbs missing on the young woman, but there was a glint of metal between her coat sleeve and glove. He paid it little attention, thinking it was only a watch or wrist band. "Oh, so those must be prosthetics. The robotic kind, right?"

"Yes," Ailesa winced at the memory. "Rehabilitation was quite difficult. They were very painful and hard to control at first. I assume that's why you haven't gotten an arm replacement yet Mr. Waltfeld."

"Yeah. Between being injured in the desert and taking off with our little songstress here, there wasn't any time for that."

"I too heard the Song of Peace." That was the codeword used by the Clyne Faction to start the pacifist rebellion within the ZAFT forces. While the most obvious faction members were the crew of the Eternal, there were many more that stayed behind to carry out operations within the PLANTs.

"You're a member of the Clyne Faction as well." Now Kira understood. "So you mean to tell us that with the combined resources of ZAFT intelligence and the Clyne Faction, you still can't get the information you need to prevent an attack?"

"Correct," Ailesa answered. "We can and have done much, but there is a limit to what we can accomplish as Coordinators. It seems that Blue Cosmos has a way of scanning for genetic orientation. That's why we need Naturals."

"That is unfortunate," Lacus sighed. "I wish to help, but I do not know how."

"I was thinking the same thing," added Kira.


XXCentral corridor, Eternal. Time 13:15XX

"I'm sorry Mir. I had no idea she was going to ask that of you," Dearka apologized.

Unable to contain it any longer, Miriallia burst into tears. She cried, "Tolle's gone, and it might have all been for nothing? I just want it all to stop! Please make it stop," she pleaded with him.

Dearka held her in his arms, trying to console her. She buried her face into his uniform, her tears seeping through to his skin.

Looking up into his eyes she resolved, "I have to do it. I won't let this continue. I just don't want any more people to die."

"Yeah. I know how you feel, but I really don't think this is such a good idea."

"Just shut up and hold me!"

Her boldness shocked them both. For a moment, they stared at each other in an uncomfortable silence.

"Sorry. That just came out," she tried to explain.

"Hey, don't worry about it." He gave her a smile that said I'll protect you, and then complied with her request. I'll never let go, if that's what you want, he thought.


XXHangar, Archangel. Time: 15:50XX

"Kira, are you sure you won't come with us?" Cagalli didn't want to say goodbye. She wanted a sense of normalcy to return to her life. She wanted a family again, and Kira was all the family she had left now.

"Yes. Lacus and I feel we should help. Don't worry. We'll be joining you two as soon as we can." He felt sorry for her. The responsibility of rebuilding a nation was placed squarely on her young shoulders. At least Athrun would be there to look after her. He had spent his entire life watching his father play politics. And he knew all too well there would be vultures lying in wait, vying for scraps in the power vacuum.

"Please look after Birdy and the Haros," Lacus requested. "I do hope they won't be too much trouble."

"I will. And look after my little brother, okay?" Cagalli still insisted that she was the older twin.

"You have my word," Lacus promised.

"Oh Cagalli, don't forget to look into that matter for us." Kira reminded her.

"I'll get Chief Simmons on it as soon as things settle down. I won't forget."

"You know, you don't have to do this." Murrue told Sai and Miriallia.

"But we want to help. Besides, no place will be safe if Blue Cosmos has their way." Sai spoke the truth. Any group intent on genocide would stop at nothing. They had all suspected it was Blue Cosmos behind the Earth Alliance invasion of Orb weeks earlier. There was no guarantee of peace, even in their homeland.

"I understand. You must do what you feel is right." Murrue had been like a mother to these kids since they came on board, always trying to look out for them. "Don't take too many risks, and come home safe. Look us up when you get back to Orb, ok?"

"You bet," Miriallia answered.


Chapter 5 Mission: Infiltration

XXCaptain's quarters, Prometheus. Time: 19:00XX

"So what's the plan?" Yzak wasn't too thrilled about the wild goose chase his mother sent him on, but the thought of seeing anti-terrorist action more than made up for it. So much so that, for the moment, he even forgot his intense dislike of Ailesa.

Noting his interest, Ailesa responded "Their staging grounds will likely be from a neutral colony close to the PLANTs. Fortunately for us, the collapse of the Heliopolis resource satellite means there is only one left: Purgatory. It's the only place Naturals wouldn't stick out like a sore thumb." Turning to Sai and Mir she apologized, "No offence. Anyway, we will jettison the cargo hold containing the two X-series units en-route. They will be retrieved by other agents."

"Sounds alright. That colony's old, isn't it?" Dearka's only interest was protecting Miriallia. No way am I going to let her get hurt. He had stuck with her every moment since leaving the Archangel.

"Yes, it's one of the open cylinder types, much like Heliopolis. It also has an asteroid on one end for mining. We have agents on the ground already. They have located potential contact points where it seems Blue Cosmos agents meet to pass information." Pulling up a map on the view screen, she continued "Here, here and here. That's about all we can verify."

"Great so what can Lacus and I do to help?" Kira and Lacus were in the corner wondering how they could fit into all this.

"I honestly don't know. Nobody asked you to come along, but I suppose we can make use of you somehow." Eyeing Lacus, "The first thing we need to do is get you a disguise. I don't suppose you've ever considered dying your hair."

Lacus was horrified. Not my beautiful hair, she thought.

Seeing her reaction, Ailesa relented. "In any case, you will be easily recognized as both a celebrity and a Coordinator. We'll work on that later." Turning her attention back to Sai and Miriallia, "Now here's what I want you to do . . ."


XXCrew quarters #4, Prometheus. Time: 01:12XX

Lacus awoke to hear rustling. The sounds came from her roommate. Luckily, the Prometheus was a big ship, giving its seven passengers room to spread out. There were six cabins to pick from: One spacious cabin for the captain, five with two beds each. She had chosen to look after Kira, sleeping on the opposite side of the room.

She thought she heard a "no" from her charge. It seemed Kira was still wrestling with his demons after all. She suspected as much. The screaming stopped, but the nightmares apparently continued. He was shaking violently in his sleep, tortured by the memories of those he could not protect.

"Kira," she whispered. "Kira, wake up."

"Kira. Oh Kira," a playful feminine voice called to him in his mind. Opening his eyes he saw the figure coming at him. She wanted him; she would take him; she would use him. He was a play-thing for her amusement.

"No, Fllay! Get off of me!" With a shove, he desperately tried to get away from the figure haunting him. Coming to his senses, Kira saw what he had done. He pushed Lacus clear up to the ceiling. Fortunately, there wasn't a gravity cylinder within the Prometheus. Otherwise, she could have been injured.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry Lacus. Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine. But you are not." She approached more cautiously this time.

"I'm so sorry. I never want to hurt you Lacus." He held her close, crying on her chest. It had been a while since she had seen him cry like this. She knew it was more because what he did to her than because of the dream.

"You are doing much better, but we still have a long way to go don't we?" Lacus lifted his chin to look into his eyes. "I love you Kira, and I will take care of you. Always."

Confused, Lacus's words blended in with those of Fllay burned into Kira's memory. The words were so similar, the intent behind them so different.

They held each other tight while he cried himself back to sleep. They stayed locked in that embrace throughout the night. When Miriallia came to see why they didn't come to breakfast, she didn't have the heart to wake them.


XXSpace dock, Purgatory. Time 09:23XX

"Alright, everybody know their jobs?" Ailesa wanted to make sure there were no doubts before leaving. The others nodded in agreement. They were becoming more familiar with her, even calling her by her given name. The gruff exterior belied the kind-hearted person underneath. Being a soldier and an intelligence officer, she had become accustomed to suppressing such things. She shielded her emotions behind her acid-wit and sour demeanor.

Ailesa had brought a great deal of attire on the trip to make sure everyone would be in casual clothing for the operation. She took great care in selecting her own ensemble, making sure that it would not reveal her artificial limbs and yet remain inconspicuous. It seemed she had been a clever and resourceful covert agent for some time.

"Good. Let's get to it then." She handed each team a communicator tuned to the same scrambled frequency. The teams then went their separate ways.

Sai and Miriallia were to pose as a couple seeking refuge after Heliopolis, essentially being the bait. They would engage in apartment and job hunting, making sure to express their reason for coming: ZAFT had destroyed their home. The sympathy factor alone would help secure their lodging, at the very least. Their jobs were not to become members of Blue Cosmos per-se, just draw them out into the open. Others would then take over, tracking the terrorists back to their base of operations. Hopefully that would minimize the risk to Sai and Mir.

Dearka was to shadow the couple, making sure they stayed out of trouble. With any luck, he could ensure their safety. He certainly had the motivation.

Yzak and Ailesa, the most gung-ho of the group, were responsible for infiltration of the local Blue Cosmos HQ. Once inside, capture or kill the leadership. Other ZAFT agents could gather the stragglers later. Right now, they just needed the big fish. If necessary, they could perform a smash-and-grab rescue of Sai and Miriallia.

Kira and Lacus were to pose as a couple and secure a base of operations near the space dock. In the event of trouble, they were to make sure an escape route was open for the rest of the team. If the opportunity presented itself, they could also pose as a Coordinator couple for a mock confrontation with Sai and Mir. That could boost Sai and Mir's credibility with Blue Cosmos, but the trouble would be making it believable. Kira was also to provide backup as necessary. To disguise Lacus, Ailesa dug through her treasure trove of goodies for a blue wig and yellow sun dress. Needless to say, they were not Lacus's favorite color choices.

Looking at their map, Sai asked his companion "So which one shall we start with?"

"How about the condominiums in the Little Venice district?"

"Sounds good. Let's get started then."


XXNorth commercial district, Purgatory. Time 12:00XX

"Kira, let's have some lunch."

"Sure." He noticed how happy Lacus was, walking down the sidewalk with her arms locked around one of his. She was in very good spirits despite what happened last night; or perhaps because of it. They seemed to get closer each time they shared their pain. Though Lacus seldom showed signs of it to others, there were many times when she thought of her father's murder. She would just stare off into the distance. Kira would hold her from behind and stare with her in silence. She once had told him, That means the world to me, Kira.

"How about this nice-looking Chinese restaurant? It's been so long since I've had that."

Over lunch they discussed trivial matters, much like any other couple. You would never think the fate of all humanity had rested on their shoulders just a couple of weeks ago. They talked about where they wanted to go, things they wanted to do together. One matter than continually came up was their desire to know how Athrun and Cagalli were doing. More specifically, how hard Cagalli was being on Athrun. But as evidenced from four nights ago, she would let him get away with a lot more than she would with anyone else.

Continuing with their mission, they strolled down the streets. Finding a hotel or apartment for a base camp near the space dock was top priority. But they also wanted to enjoy this time alone. Window shopping kept Lacus entertained, especially the jewelry stores. They even went into a few. There was one particular kind of jewelry she was interested in, but Kira would have to pick that item out on his own.

Just before passing into the residential zone, they passed an electronics store with video monitors lining the window. ". . . members have been accounted for. We say again, there are reports of an explosion in the PLANT Supreme Council building. There were only minor injuries and all council members have been accounted for. Stay tuned to for the latest developments," the news anchor told them.

"Oh my! Kira?"

"Yes. We are running out of time."


XXLittle Venice, Purgatory. Time 15:00XX

"Well we've found a place to stay. I wonder how the others are doing." Sai was busy rearranging the sparsely furnished living room. The condos were too expensive for their limited budget so they took a single-building apartment; they were posing as refugees after all. The two-bedroom home had a wonderful view. It would be a shame not to arrange the furniture to get a better view of the streams outside. Miriallia was watching the occasional boat-taxi float by out the window.

There were few streets in this area, most connecting the North (dock side) and South (resource side) areas. Actually there was no north and south in space; this was just the conventions used by colonists to keep their bearings. Where one would think to find roads, there were always large streams flanked by spacious sidewalks on both sides. Little Venice was the area in the central part of the colony. It had been constructed in homage to the Earth city of Venice, Italy. The original city was lost along ago. Perhaps it was because of a war or decay, but for whatever reason this part of the colony was the closest thing anyone would ever see to the original.

"Perhaps we will hear from them soon." Miriallia was hoping for company. They had been very careful in selecting their dwelling. It had to be a place where Dearka and the others could sneak in unnoticed if necessary. This place had thick hedges and an area of undergrowth behind the building, making it hard to see people entering or leaving from the rear.

"I imagine Yzak will be eager to press forward after that news report. You think we should try to get in contact with them?"

Mir sighed, "No, they will likely contact us when they are in position."

"Yeah, you're probably right." Sai had a look of accomplishment on his face, having just completed the perfect seating arrangement. Too bad he didn't have someone to share the romantic view with. That reminded him of something he was meaning to ask, "So Mir, what did you think of that cute girl that gave us this place?"

"She seems nice enough I suppose." Mir didn't know he was attracted to that type, but then all she had ever seen him with was Fllay. This girl had curly blond hair and none of the snobbish tendencies she always saw in Sai's former fiancé. She was very sympathetic to their "plight," letting them have a pre-furnished unit at a discount.

"Too bad she thinks we're a couple. Oh well."


XXRidge, north Purgatory. Time 16:33XX

"Those two sure are taking their sweet time." Ailesa was watching Kira and Lacus through her digital binoculars. The image was crystal clear, despite their being a few hundred meters away.

"What did you expect? They're not soldiers. I don't know why you even let them tag along."

"Irritable and impatient too, aren't you Yzak?" She didn't bother to check; she knew he was scowling back at her. He likely had been for some time. "Oh boy, here comes trouble."

Yzak lifted his binoculars to see. What originally looked like bystanders had slowly formed a mob, encompassing Kira and Lacus. The couple had been surrounded. Had their cover been blown somehow? "Brilliant, guys. Just brilliant."

"Come on, they might need our help," she started down the hillside. "Hey what . . ."

Yzak had her by the arm. "No. Just watch."

"Don't you care about your friends?" She was amazed by his uncaring attitude. Would he let them die?

"You have no idea what that guy can do. Just watch." He added, "And they are not my friends."

Ailesa lifted her binoculars to see one in the crowd throw a bottle at Lacus. Sure enough, Kira was in action before the bottle left the assailant's hand. It hadn't moved more than a couple inches before Kira forcefully returned it to its rightful owner. Like lightning he moved through the crowd, disabling each of them in turn. Some had pistols, but they couldn't get them out fast enough. When it was over, the only ones standing were Kira and Lacus. It appeared she had been injured during the scuffle. Kira quickly got her out of sight.

"Wow." She was truly amazed.

"It's over. Let's get into position to follow them before they wake up."

"How did he do that?"

"Dearka had told me that Le Creuzet called him the Ultimate Coordinator." Yes. How else could he have bested us so many times? A novice pilot, always outnumbered. Not that it helped his pride any. A defeat by a superior opponent was still a defeat. He still carried the scar Kira had given him. It served as a constant reminder that there were some pilots better than him. "We need to hurry. Inform the others."


XXSide alley, North Purgatory. Time 16:40.XX

"Kira, what happened?" Lacus took a blow to the head. Nothing too serious, but it all happened so fast she was a little confused.

"I don't know. I didn't want to attract undue attention, but when they tried to attack you I guess I just snapped." As an afterthought, "I guess they already knew we were Coordinators somehow."

"Is that possible?" She winced as he probed her injury.

"We didn't do anything conspicuous. I guess they must have some kind of genetic scanner, like what Ailesa referred to earlier. I've never heard of one that could scan people without them touching it, but nothing surprises me anymore." His frown of worry shifted to a smile of relief, "You're fine. It's just a scratch."

"Shall we go then?" Lacus was eager to get some distance from this place. "Let us find some lodging."


Chapter 6

Warriors Alone

XXIndustrial zone, South Purgatory. Time 19:47XX

"All right. Here goes nothing," she whispered. Lifting up her skirt and pulling down her leggings, she removed a set of lock picks from a hidden compartment inside of her left thigh. Her companion noticed her artificial leg went all the way up to the hip. "What's the matter, soldier? Admiring the view?"

Yzak didn't realize he was staring. He turned to resume his lookout position, making sure no one was coming.

Ailesa had a wry smile as she began the delicate work. Did she see something in his face? No, he's much too proud to blush. Ever the perceptive one, she noticed how hard he had been trying to remain in his jerk persona. She couldn't tell if he was beginning to like her or just respect her. Both found a sense of satisfaction in being adversaries. Perhaps that was it.

"Done. Let's go." They had little trouble tracking their quarry. Many came here, to this small office building over an hour ago. None had yet come out. Ailesa decided to sneak in through the back hoping for a lucky break. Maybe this would take them right into the heart of the group. But things never run that smoothly.

Once inside, Yzak took point. Pistols in hand, the two weaved their way through the building. The ground floor and second story were all clear. This place was used by the mining companies to perform payroll activities. The desks were apparently those of tidy little accountants.

Returning to the main floor they began to hear something. The sound of voices drew them downstairs into a meeting room below the ground floor. They were talking about the recent attack.

"How was I supposed to know? Our information said the meeting would start at 11:00. The bomb was set for fifteen minutes later," they heard a voice desperately trying to explain.

A second voice said, "Enough. Failure will not be tolerated. I want him out of my sight!"

"Well, looks like we came to the right place," Yzak whispered. "Now what?"

"Take as many as we can alive. Kill the rest," she responded.

Click. Oh no, she thought.

"So, you two space monsters want to drop those guns?"

Trapped and no where to go, they had little choice but to comply. They knew we were coming, but how?

"Don't kill them yet. Let's have some fun first; see what they know." Evil laughter surrounded them, suffocating the captured warriors. Then everything went dark.


XXLittle Venice, Purgatory. Time 00:15XX

"Still nothing?" Sai asked.

"Nope. It's not like Yzak to be late," Dearka answered. The two of them were taking turns watching out for their companions. It was Sai's turn. Miriallia was trying to get some sleep in her bedroom.

Working up the courage, Sai asked "So, is your friend really as bad as he comes off?"

"Yzak? He's alright. A bit simple minded and quick tempered maybe, but he's fiercely loyal. His pride keeps him from making many friends. And he's not one you want to cross."

"I see. That's not very reassuring." Sai remembered well all those fierce battles between Kira and the Duel pilot. Yzak fought like a madman. When he came to help out with GENESIS he brought the same intensity with him. Sai saw first-hand the transition from a dangerous enemy to a powerful ally. "You think we should do something?"

"I'm going to contact Yamato. We'll let him handle it. It may not be such a good idea to leave you two unguarded."


XXIndustrial zone, South Purgatory. Time 01:12XX

He felt uncomfortable leaving Lacus alone in their hotel room, so he dropped her off with Miriallia and Sai. He left instructions with Dearka, If I'm not back in three hours, make your way back to the ship and get out of here.

Lacus had protested, but she knew it was the right thing to do. Kira would meet them by the time they reached the space dock or he wouldn't be able to meet them at all.

So this is the place? This was where Yzak and Ailesa last checked in. He approached cautiously, not knowing what to expect. If these guys really have those scanners, they'll see me coming from a mile away.

The back door was unlocked. Not a good sign. Are they expecting me? He didn't know that it was the same door Ailesa had picked earlier.

His senses heightened. Under certain conditions, it seemed like he was more aware: stronger, faster, a berserker. He didn't try to understand it anymore. He just accepted it. Ready for anything, he entered to look for his friends.

No one was there.


XXUnknownXX

The drugs wearing off, Yzak awoke to a nightmarish scene. He heard screams. They were interrogating Ailesa.

"So, how much does the Council know?" The interrogator was female. She was the only one Yzak could see clearly as he surfaced from the haze.

She wouldn't talk. Battered and bruised, she remained defiant. They had mangled her artificial leg. Blood flowed from where they had torn off the artificial forearm at its base, just above the elbow. It wasn't bleeding badly, but it infuriated him all the more. She wasn't tied up, just lying on the floor. She couldn't go anywhere even if she wanted to.

"You bastards!" He struggled to get free from the bonds, but to no avail. He was stuck in his chair.

"Oh, I see your friend is finally awake." Turning to Yzak his interrogator continued, "Are you wanting to do something about this? All you have to do is tell us what we want to know. Then we'll end it swiftly."

"I'll kill you all!" he screamed. "Every last one of you!"

"Tisk, tisk. Such rudeness from a space monster. Don't you know how to speak to your betters?" She dug some sharp object into Ailesa's twisted leg, just below the knee. The interrogator continued, "These toys you Coordinators do come up with!" Turning back to Yzak she asked "Did you know that these work by a directly attaching circuitry to the nerve endings? As you can see, we had to remove her arm the hard way, but the leg is for our entertainment. Being tied to directly to her nervous system, your friend is in considerable pain but without the physical injury. If this keeps up, she will go mad."

It was becoming quite clear. They didn't want Ailesa to talk. They wanted Yzak to talk for her.

"We know who you are, and we know why you're here," she told him. The lady seemed quite content to continue with her little game, twisting the object in Ailesa's mechanical leg. "Look at the way she writhes on the floor when I do this. Fascinating, don't you think?"

Blood boiling within him, Yzak summoned every last ounce of strength. His face became red, his scar turned crimson with fury. Tapping reserves he never knew he had, something would have to give: his bones or his bonds.

Fortunately, it seems destiny chose his bonds to be the weaker of the two.

Mad with rage, filled with a long-denied hatred for Naturals, he began to kill. With his bare hands, with a nearby chair; it didn't matter. Nothing would sooth the animal within until they were all dead. Guards rushed in with guns in hand. Bullets had grazed him, but it didn't even slow him down. His primal need for vengeance would not be denied.

It was over. Blue Cosmos had thrown everything it had at him and he survived. The bodies of his victims strewn about him, Yzak slumped down next to his comrade, exhausted with the effort. "I don't like you."

"I know," she smiled at him weakly. "But thank you just the same."

"Nobody gets left behind." He began to pick her up. It was no use. He was too tired.

Ailesa reached for her severed arm. Unable to grasp it, Yzak got it for her. "You can't put it back on can you?"

She shook her head to indicate "no." Opening a compartment from the wrist she revealed a hidden dagger. "Next time, you might want try using a weapon."

A weak joke, but it was appropriate. "Thanks," he laughed. "I'll let you know if I need it."


XXLittle Venice, Purgatory. Time 04:00XX

Kira had come back, just as he had promised. But he had come without Yzak and Ailesa. An hour later, they were discussing how they might sneak back to the ship. It was increasingly obvious that their mission here was an utter failure. Without knowing Ailesa's contacts, it would be impossible to report back to the PLANTs without going there personally.

Sai asked, "Should we just leave the colony?" He didn't really know them, but it didn't sit well with him to just abandon their teammates.

"No, let's wait for them a little longer." Dearka was reluctant to leave their missing team members behind also. Yzak was his best friend. Come on, Yzak. You're too stubborn to be defeated.

Kira stated, "If they're on to us, the space dock is the absolute worst possible place for us to be."

They all knew he was right. If Blue Cosmos was on to them, they would have already been working to cut off all escape routes. A hasty rush to the space dock could prove lethal.

"But if they've got those things, we're not safe anywhere, are we?" Miriallia reached to find Dearka's hand. With those scanners they would be hunted down like animals. She was terrified, trapped so far from home.

Lacus took charge, "Very well, then. We shall try to make it back to the north side of the colony. We can stay in our hotel suite, biding our time until we can board the Prometheus and leave."


XXHotel, North Purgatory. Time 08:00XX

Due to their increased numbers, they had to register another room. Kira and Lacus had a room to themselves while Dearka, Miriallia, and Sai shared the adjoining room in the two-room suite. They had been there for a day, laying low.

Despite their predicament, Kira and Lacus had little trouble sleeping. He would tremble and she would hold him. They had fallen madly in love, but hadn't had time yet to express it meaningfully. Now they were together and happy, awakening in each other's gentle embrace. It was still dim outside, as rain had been scheduled for this morning. Lacus was glad she had the foresight to place the "do not disturb" sign on the door. Now it would be their time. Time for the SEEDs of hope to shine, surrounded by a universe filled with despair.

Oblivious to the momentous occasion next door, the others continued sleeping peacefully for some time. Sai and Mir each claimed a bed for their own. Dearka sat on the side of Mir's bed until she fell asleep, to reassure her. Now he slept sitting against the door. They were all exhausted from the previous night's cloak-and-dagger trek across the colony, dodging at the shadows in every corner.

". . . where the hell are you?" It was their com-links. Yzak had made it!

Dearka snapped awake, "What do you mean 'where the hell are we?' Where the hell are you?"

"We're trying to make our way to the ship. We've got to get out of here now."

"What happened? Are you guys alright?" Looking at the clock, Dearka saw it was now 09:48.

"Of course we're not alright! Just get to the ship now!" Yzak broke the connection.


Chapter 7

My Enemy, My Friend

XXBridge, Prometheus. Time 10:45XX

"Freighter Prometheus, this is docking control. You are cleared for take off. May the blessings of Halmeah guide you home."

"Freighter Prometheus, acknowledged." Used to the Archangel's CIC, Miriallia had little trouble working the communications on the old freighter.

Kira was piloting the ship out of port. Dearka took the co-pilot's position, next to Mir. Sai acted as navigator. It only took one to actually do all those jobs, but each wanted to look busy. None wanted to disturb Lacus while she tended to the wounded in the captain's quarters.

Yzak had carried Ailesa in on his back. Exhausted and bleeding, he refused to leave her side. She had lost consciousness shortly after their escape. Lacus did what she could for the both of them. Yzak was working feverishly trying to repair her torn and mangled limbs. He wanted them to be ready for her when she awoke. Lacus suggested he get some rest, but to no avail.

When Lacus rejoined the others on the bridge, they were discussing recent events. It was unclear whether Blue Cosmos had any foreknowledge of their hair-brained scheme. The genetic profile scanners were what gave them the edge. Yzak had brought one back with him. It was definitely not standard Earth Alliance construction.

Sai asked Kira, "So what do you think is really going on?"

"I'm not sure." His brow furrowed in thought, he conjectured "During the war the Earth Alliance was warned of the true target of Operation Spitbreak before even the PLANT Council knew, and they also received the secrets of ZAFT's Neutron Jammer Cancellers. It's possible that these things were developed in the PLANTs and then secretly sent to Earth."

"You think there is someone working le Creuzet's old network?" Lacus joined in on the conversation.

"It's a possibility we have to consider," Kira answered. "I imagine that's why Yzak was so insistent we get to the Council ASAP." Reaching out for her hand, he asked "How are they doing, Lacus?"

She sighed, "Not well, I'm afraid. Ailesa could be in a great deal of pain, but she hasn't regained consciousness. Yzak refuses to rest. He's trying to fix her prosthetics as best he can. There is no hope of reattaching her arm without surgery. It may be possible to repair the leg enough to keep her nerves from hurting, though."

Dearka warned everyone, "Whatever happens, pretend you don't notice Yzak's sudden behavior change toward Ailesa. I don't know what he'll do if we embarrass him. I'm going to see if I can help him with the repairs."


XXCaptain's quarters, Prometheus. Time 19:17XX

Yzak had finally calmed down. He was feeling more like himself again. It had been a day since their departure and it would be at least another day before they could arrive at the PLANTs.

That was so unlike me, he thought. Though bitter at his weakness, he was still reluctant to leave her side. He had made some small progress in repairing her leg, with the help of Dearka and Kira. She may not have full functionality with it, but she should be able to walk.

The arm was another matter altogether. To even begin repairs on that, it would have to be reattached to the nerve endings above where her elbow used to be. She would need a neurosurgeon for that.

He had trouble taking his eyes off her. Helping Lacus see to her wounds, he noticed burn scars on her left side. When she lost her limbs a fire must have cauterized the wounds. That's likely the only reason she survived. Scars: all soldiers carry them to some degree. Yzak and Ailesa carried theirs on the outside. Perhaps that only added to his curiosity. It must have been terribly painful. She had to have been tough to survive, let alone rehabilitate and reenlist.

She stirred. He wondered, Will she be alright? The turmoil within him began to rise again. No, I will not do this. She means nothing to me.

Shaking the thoughts from his head, he looked up to see her fully awake. She looked at him, and he at her for a brief moment. Then she examined the situation calmly: Noticing the setting, the time and date on the clock, her wounds and his.

"What are you doing in my quarters?" She was blunt, but not unkind. It wasn't a reprimand, just a simple question soldier to soldier.

"Well, I um . . ." he began weakly. Then remembering himself, "I wanted to be here and receive your thanks in person when you awoke," he answered coolly.

She laughed, expecting just that type of answer. "I see. Well then, thank you Lt. Joule." She gave a crisp salute, "Carry on then."

"Sir," he responded appropriately.

She tried to rise from the bed. Had it not been for the weightless environment, she probably wouldn't have been able to even sit up. "I see you tried to work on my leg. It almost works." She began carefully disconnecting the damaged part of her leg, to leave it behind. It was difficult one-handed, but it was also necessary to free up her movement.

"If I knew you could just take it off I wouldn't have bothered."

Showing him a smirk, she managed to float toward the lavatory with the metal hub just below her hip exposed through her shorts.

"Just what do you think you're doing?" he demanded.

"It's been a couple days since I had a shower." She began to disrobe right in front of him. It was a blatant attempt to one-up him in their personal little war. "Are you my doctor now?"

He looked away. Not because of any sense of modesty, but because he would not give her the satisfaction. She was not ashamed, so he would not be either. Uncomfortable, but not to be outdone, Yzak responded sarcastically "I might as well be. You'll get your bandages wet."

She matched his tone. "Well then let me thank you for taking such good care of me, doctor." Floating over to him, she gently turned his head toward her and gave him a long kiss on the cheek, dead center on his scar. "Would you like to assist your patient, Dr. Joule?" It was the biggest bomb in her arsenal. Her chips were all in; if this didn't set Yzak off then nothing would. She pulled back to see his reaction.

"I do not like you at all." His expression didn't quite match his words.

"Yes, I know."


XXBridge, Prometheus. Time 19:25XX

"Oh my gosh, I think those two are fighting again!" Miriallia told Dearka. They were on watch. The others had all gone to get some rest.

Mir had been on her way to bring some food to the captain's quarters and was shocked to hear the verbal exchange between Yzak and Ailesa through the door. "She just woke up and they're already back at it. Don't you think we should stop them?" She didn't say so, but the reason she didn't do so herself was because those two frightened her.

"No, let them have their fun. Besides, trying to stop those two would be like jumping between two charging rhinos." Dearka wasn't worried at all.

"Yeah, but . . ." Mir wasn't used to being around people like that.

"Trust me. It's all a game between those two. You don't want to get involved."

She sighed, "If you say so."

Taking her outstretched hand, Dearka enjoyed her company while watching the stars go by.


XXPLANT colony Acropolis. Time 08:53XX

Named after the ancient Greek ruins, this colony was the home to most of the administration of the PLANT government. It was the closest of the PLANTs to their flight path and Ailesa insisted she be taken to a hospital at once for an arm refit. Yzak and Dearka would try and report to the Council.

Sai and Mir were stuck guarding the ship. Kira and Lacus, appropriately disguised of course, intended to do some sight seeing before meeting up with Ailesa at the hospital.

"Where would you like to go first, Lacus?"

"There is some place very special I would like to show you. I did not get the chance when you were here last time." A empty car pulled up to receive the couple.

"Oh, so this colony is where your home is." Kira vividly remembered recuperating here after his battle with his best friend. Fate had placed Athrun as an enemy. They had killed each other's friends, leaving themselves no choice but to kill each other. It was Cagalli and Lacus who helped the two of them realize their foolishness, and the foolishness of the whole war.

In a sense, the struggle between Kira and Athrun paralleled the war itself. Good and rational people, each believing they were protecting something, had painted themselves into a corner. The war kept escalating as revenge replaced their original motive for fighting. In stead of protecting their homes and families, they were out to avenge the last comrade killed. Eventually, they left themselves no other option but genocide. Neither side would tolerate the existence of the other.

While many had thought she was too young and innocent to understand such adult matters, it was Lacus that presented the PLANTs with the key to recognizing their folly. Her surprisingly profound words still rang in the minds of many: What is it that one should be fighting against? War makes that question very difficult. What good is victory when our loved ones are no longer with us?

These thoughts filled his mind during their short drive. They pulled up to an old theatre. It had obviously seen better days. Fine arts had been another casualty of the war. The billing posters were tattered, but they could still be made out: An opera, a piano concerto, a vocalist. The last one caught Kira's attention. It was Lacus Clyne, his very own pink-haired princess.

The inside of the building looked no better than the out. There was no litter in the floor, but the leather seat cushions had split with neglect. The plaster walls and Greek columns were cracked. It was quite sad, as this was obviously a beautiful place at one time.

Taking her place on the stage, she sang for him. Just for him alone. Of all her performances, she regarded this one as the most important. But she was not nervous, or if she was she did not let it show. She sang songs of love, of happiness, of finding peace in one's heart. Kira did not notice the words, only the melody and beautiful voice. With every part of her soul, she expressed her love for Kira and that's what he heard. The lyrics themselves were not important.

Kira had something to give in return; something equally as precious. It was a keepsake that his mother had given him. When war seemed inevitable, Kira's parents sent him to a technical college on Heliopolis while they went back to their homeland of Orb. Some day, a little girl is going to steal your heart, she had told him. He had kept the heirloom as a charm, hoping that it would keep him safe until he was reunited with his parents.

From his pocket, he pulled out a golden chain. It was a braided rope necklace tarnished with age, but that was not what caught Lacus's eye. On the chain was a beautiful ring, twinkling in the stage lights. The raised diamond shined like its own little star. Tiny leaf shaped emeralds gave the illusion of a vine wrapping around the gold circlet. It was an engagement ring. An old one that had been passed from mother to son for generations.

There were no words. They didn't need them. The depths of their emotions were ineffable. It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. For these young lovers, that was all the communication necessary. Crying, seeing their hearts and minds were one, they embraced. Inseparable, now and forever, they promised each other.


XXPLANT Supreme Council. Time 12:38XX

"What do you mean, they're not available!" Yzak screamed at the security guards.

"Exactly that. I'm sorry sir, but access to the Council members is unavailable until further notice. You may make submit your report with the security chief on your way out." Though a lower ranking officer, Yzak had no authority over him. He was defeated.

"Come on, let's go." Dearka decided to get Yzak out of there before he did anything rash. On their way out he continued, "It's obvious they've gone into hiding while finalizing the negotiations. They'll be fine."

They both knew he was wrong. This was all an inside job and they had no clue how far up it went. It could be someone in security, or intelligence, or even someone on a Councilor's personal staff. With no more leads to follow, they were running out of time and options.

"Would your mother really just disappear without leaving a message?"

"I don't know. She might have." As they got in the car, Yzak thought about it for a moment. "If she did, I know where to look."

The Joule residence was on the other side of the hourglass-shaped colony. By the time they arrived, it was almost time for the solar reflectors to shift. The sunlight would be deflected away, leaving the colony's interior dark. Artificial day would become artificial night. The colony would go to sleep, reassured by the false peace, while Yzak and Dearka began their search.

She would not have been so obvious as to leave a note, but she would have left something. Turning the house upside down revealed no clues. Of course not, he thought. Mother isn't stupid enough to leave something just anyone could find. The only thing vaguely out of place was a confidential report to the Council on new mobile suit construction. It seems that the PLANTs weren't willing to lay down their arms at the prospects of peace. Wise decision.

The report mostly contained information on manufacturing processes, but it also discussed potential designs for projects codenamed "ZAKU" and "GOUF." Neither had their schematics included; just their proposed technical specs and armaments. It read like a wish list of military hardware. Nothing about it would give away any secrets if it fell into the wrong hands. Reading over the file, Yzak became suspicious. There was something not quite right with this report. There was a schematic for a third suit hastily inserted at the end of the report. "I've never heard of this. It looks somewhat like the Duel, but it has an N-Jammer Canceller."

"Hmm. You think we should check it out?" Dearka asked.

"Wouldn't hurt. We've got some time before checking in at the hospital."

Dearka knew he was worried about Ailesa, but he also knew Yzak would never admit it. Probably not even to himself. On the way out he asked, "You think we'll have to bluff our way through security?"


XXInfirmary. Time: 19:57XX

"Okay, Cmdr. Hawke," the doctor began. "You're going to have to take it easy with that arm for while."

"Just go already!" She was exasperated. The doctors had been fussing over her, admonishing her for overdoing it. They had ordered her to retire after the first time. No longer able to pilot a mobile suit effectively, she did give up her command in the ZAFT fleet. But she couldn't stay out of the action. Within weeks she cashed in every favor she had earned, all so she could join ZAFT Intelligence.

"Fine, but just remember there's a limit to how many times we can work on those nerves. Injure it like that again and it could leave you a quadriplegic."

The doctor gone, it was only Ailesa, Kira, and Lacus remaining. She had her leg reconstructed and received a completely new forearm. For the time being, she would have to wear a brace on her shoulder to keep constant pressure on the forearm's connection to the skin. Moving her arm was obviously painful.

"We'll be able to leave soon," Ailesa told them. "That is, if there's anywhere for us to go." She was bitter at their failure.

"If all else fails, we can return to Orb. The news reports indicate that they will be brokering the negotiations between the Atlantic Federation and the Supreme Council." Lacus looked forward to the prospect. Perhaps Cagalli and Athrun would be of assistance.

Sighing, "I guess you're right." She was beginning to like her new teammates. They seemed useless at times, but they were nice enough. Perhaps they would come through when she needed them. Even if she wasn't a member of the Clyne Faction, she would still respect Lacus. Any girl brave enough to take on two armies at once had guts. "Thanks for coming guys."

Kira responded, "It's no problem. I just wonder what's keeping Dearka and Yzak."

Nobody said it, but they all were thinking about it. After staying with her every waking moment on the trip, it seemed unusual for him not to be with Ailesa now that her surgery was finished. Ailesa showed her disappointment despite herself.

Deciding to be the brave one, Lacus asked what none had yet dared. "How have you and Mr. Joule been getting along?"

She thought about it for a moment, and then responded "Just as well as ever."

"Well, I do hope that things work out for the best. Oh, look! Here they come."

"Cmdr. Hawk." Yzak gave a quick salute before continuing, "I hope you're up to making another trip."

Her eyes brightened, "Oh, I'm quite up to it."


Chapter 8

Race Against Time

XXColony hangar. Time: 05:30

"This is mission control. X12B, you are a go for launch. Happy hunting."

"X12B, acknowledged." The security guards were expecting them, just as he had suspected. They immediately took him to the ZGMF-X12B prototype, codenamed Vengeance. She said you'd know what to do with it, they had told him. It was a shining hulk of a mobile suit, and the name was appropriate for its intended pilot. Yzak had gotten his mother's message.

Ailesa's sitting in a light-frame seat rigged behind him, they raced toward Earth. They didn't have much time. Due to the fragile cease-fire, they would have to do this fast. Their efforts would be for nothing if the Atlantic Federation saw their descent to Carpenteria. From there, the Vengeance could use its mirage colloid to easily sneak into the Orb spaceport on Onogoro Island. The others were taking a private shuttle there. With luck, both groups would arrive close to the same time.

"Are you sure about this?" Ailesa asked.

"You doubt me?"

"Yes, actually I do."

"Look, how many times do I have to explain it to you? They've gone to Orb to sign the treaty!"

"But how can you be sure?"

"They're not stupid. They knew it was an inside job before we did, so they cleared out of the PLANTs. The key was the report in my home: A classified report with nothing really classified in it, just lists of off-the-shelf hardware. Inserted after the fact was the data on this suit; someone had circled 'mirage colloid' and 're-entry umbrella.' Now will you just shut up and hang on!"

Yzak deployed the umbrella. Appropriately named, it looked just like its namesake only upside down with the mobile suit riding safely inside it. The vibrations from re-entry started slowly, and then began to build. He though he heard a moan coming from his passenger. Looking back, he noticed she was cradling her elbow. She had difficulty getting into her flight-suit so soon after her surgery, but she still insisted on coming with him. Complicating matters for her was the bulky shoulder brace. Still, she insisted on wearing the form-fitting ZAFT flight-suits. They show off my figure, she had told him.

Swallowing his pride Yzak helped her, knowing she was too stubborn to ask. Don't take this the wrong way, he warned her. He refused to be the first to let the curtain drop from between them; an invisible curtain of words they both had been hiding behind for as long as they could remember. He would make her be the one to reveal her attraction first. He would not be the weaker one. And he knew she was thinking the same thing.

Noticing the attention, she asked "Don't you need to be driving this thing?"


XXOnogoro Island, Orb. Time: 12:37XX

"Kira!" Cagalli had come to meet them, flanked by Athrun and Kisaka. Unable to resist, she tackled him just as he exited the shuttle. "I'm so glad you're back," she cried.

"Hey, is everything alright?"

"Not at all. They won't let me do anything fun. All day I'm surrounded by people who would just as soon stab me in the back as help rebuild our country. And to top it all off, Athrun's being a jerk!"

"That's enough, Cagalli." Athrun took her by the elbow, ready to drag her off. "You've made your little scene, now let's go. There is still much to be done."

Hard as it was to believe, Athrun really wasn't being very kind. This was all very wrong.

Eager to avoid further confrontation, Lacus said "Yes, let's go. We can discuss this later."

Cars were waiting for them. Dearka and Miriallia followed the group to their rides. Sai had decided earlier that it was time to end his part in this adventure and go home to his parents.

Their trip was quiet. Cagalli hung her head in silence, unwilling to divulge anything else. Once back at the palace, Cagalli had Kira and Lacus ushered into a reception room where they could talk privately. Dearka and Miriallia were shone to their rooms.

"So, what's going on?" Kira asked as they sat down.

"I don't know. Things were great for the first few days after you left, but once we got back to Orb things began to change. I'm mostly upset about Athrun. Something's terribly wrong, I just know it!"

Coming in, Athrun interrupted "It's because you're being such a child!" He was cold, almost cruel.

"Hey, take it easy. Can't you see she's upset?" Kira defended her. Lacus just sat back in shock.

"Look Kira, you don't know what's been going on here. The Atlantic Federation has a firm grip on Orb. There are factions in the Orb government that are too willing to give in to their demands. Blue Cosmos had spread its influence here and our security is under constant threat." Lowering his head to look at Cagalli crying in the chair, he added "It's because she's not cut out for this. She's too sincere; too naive. It's going to destroy Orb and get her killed."

"That's quite enough Athrun Zala," Lacus stated. Despite her delicate frame, she could have a commanding presence when necessary.

"Very well. We can talk about this later. I have work to do." With that he left. Only Cagalli's sobs broke the silence.

They let her cry for a few moments. Kira and Lacus could see there was a little truth in what both had said. Cagalli was having a hard time leading her people, and Athrun was very harsh.

"You stay with her; I'll go have a talk with Athrun," Kira told Lacus.

"Yes, we cannot let this go unresolved," she told him as he left.

It wasn't hard chasing him down. Kira found him only a couple dozen meters away. "Damn it! Can't she see what's going on around her?" Athrun pound his fist into the wall. "They're just using her, turning her into a puppet."

"Well, what do you think is the best solution?" Kira tried to approach this calmly. After seeing what he just did to Cagalli, it took restraint to avoid strangling him.

"We need to get her out of here. She shouldn't have even tried to jump into this role, but she refuses to listen to reason. She insists she can do just as well as her father."

"So, you think she can't hack it as a leader?"

"She can do fine in combat, but at diplomacy she lacks experience. At this rate, it's going to be impossible to keep some of the senators from seizing control of the country. And of course it's the warmongers that are friendly with the Atlantic Federation."

"I see. And would getting her away from all this solve anything?"

"For Orb? Not likely. Maybe for Cagalli. What would really help would be the removal of those in opposition." What was really bothering Athrun was that he was beginning to think like his father, the late Committee Chair of the PLANT Supreme Council. He still disagreed with what his father had done, but he understood him now that he was in a similar position. Neither he nor his father saw a way out of their problems. It was enough to make anyone paranoid. Would he become an evil man also? Politics was sucking the soul out of him and he knew it.

"Orb is a nation of laws. And even if it wasn't, you know that's the wrong way to go about it."

"Yeah? Well what would you suggest?" Athrun's words dripped with venom.

Had he really changed that much? He was always kind and sincere when they were children. But then, wars seldom leave soldiers unscathed; especially the younger ones.

"Sorry," he apologized. "I don't mean to be so hard on Cagalli, or you. I'm just at the end of my rope."

That sounded more like the Athrun he remembered. "I understand. Right now we may have a bigger problem to deal with. That's why we came." Kira told him all about how their mission went.

"Hmm. You're right. That is a bigger problem." Athrun thought for a moment. "Well, you've come to the right place. We've been hiding the council close by. Cagalli was reluctant, but she knew that if we didn't grant them secret asylum they might not live long enough to officially end the war."

"If those Blue Cosmos guys are so intent on bringing down the council, then they're probably already here. Maybe we could kill two birds with one stone. If we could take them down, it might help to solidify Cagalli's power base. That should give you guys some breathing room from Blue Cosmos at least."

"If we could only be so lucky." Athrun was now very interested. "If they're intent on disrupting the negotiations, then they may come after Cagalli as well." He was obviously worried about her, despite the way he had treated her.

"Now, I really think you ought to try and patch things up with Cagalli. She needs your support now more than ever. She doesn't need you to be another adversary."

As they walked back, Athrun pondered those final words. They cut him to the core. It was true: he had gone too far in trying to toughen her up. Instead of helping her run the country, he was trying to run it for her. He knew how to manipulate her, but this wasn't fun-and-games anymore; it was tearing him apart from the woman he loved. Perhaps he would make a better bodyguard than an advisor. He wasn't cut out for politics either.

"You're still just a big dumb jerk!" Cagalli was still crying, pounding on his chest between sobs. He stood their and took the abuse. He knew he deserved it.

Athrun had apologized. He would no longer try and help her run the country; he would just look after her. Though that's what she had wanted all along, now she was having second thoughts. His behavior had been inexcusable. He had made the past couple of days a living hell for her. But she still loved him and needed his support.

"You're right," he admitted. "I'm sorry." With that, she gave up her assault and let him hug her. "Hey, why don't we get away from here for a while? We can wrap things up and sneak away for a little vacation." He made it sound simple: save the world and her nation, and then have a get-away.

"What makes you think I'd want to go anywhere with you, jackass?" She returned his hug, holding on for dear life.

Kira and Lacus shared a knowing glance, thinking the same thing: Things are returning to normal. They felt very lucky with what they shared. They could provide their own anchor of calmness in the raging storms around them.


XXShoreline, Onogoro. Time: 21:24XX

"Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" Two shadowy figures arose from the beach speaking quietly to each other. They were be met by a third.

"You're late," said the third.

"It couldn't be helped. We were . . . delayed in Carpenteria," said the female of the pair.

"Never mind. It doesn't matter. I assume you had no trouble hiding your new toy?"

"No. Your directions were explicit. We found the alcove without difficulty. Now we need to get to the palace. Will your men make trustworthy guards?"

"Do not question our skill or our loyalty." He bristled at the woman's question. She was his superior officer, had hand picked him for this assignment. She should know better than anyone where his loyalties lie. He and his men would sooner die than be disgraced with failure.

"Carry on, then," she dismissed him.

The third figure slinked away into the darkness, leaving the other two alone on the beach. Just as he had helped her into the flight-suit, now he had the task of helping her out of it. "You're a lot of trouble, you know that?"

"I don't recall asking for your assistance, Yzak."

"Shut up." Carefully and gingerly, he worked around her injured arm taking great care not to hurt her. They had to hurry. Time had run out.

Taking the Morgenroete company jeep their greeter had left for them, it was a short drive to the spacious Orb palace. Dearka was waiting to meet them at the main gate. "You guys are just in time. The peace accords are tomorrow."


XXRoyal palace, Onogoro. Time: 06:15XX

"We may still have time," Athrun said. He was helping them formulate a plan. "The official armistice signing will take place at noon at the spaceport. Both sides insisted on an open place, and Cagalli insisted they not come further into Orb territory than absolutely necessary. The Orb military will be in position with M1s on standby, but they will be of little help against a determined assassin."

"There will also be guards posted around the place watching for snipers," Cagalli joined in. She seemed better, but it was quite obvious that she and Athrun were still on shaky ground.

"Then our biggest concern should be explosives and other short-range methods," Ailesa said. She was not going to be left out of this discussion, but it was clear Athrun and Cagalli were in charge.

"And there could also be rogue elements of the Atlantic Federation eager to crash the party." Cagalli was worried. Whatever happened, she and Athrun would be right in the middle of it.

"I wouldn't worry about that," Yzak said. "They wouldn't be able to get past my Vengeance."

"What about the Freedom? Has Morgenroete finished with it yet?" Kira asked. He knew he would be the best help as a mobile suit pilot.

"Chief Simmons called yesterday. It's ready, but it may not be at full power," Cagalli answered.


XXSpaceport, Onogoro. Time: 11:15XX

Everyone was in position. Yzak and Kira were in their mobile suits, waiting out of sight near the Morgenroete factories on the coast. Dearka and Ailesa mingled with the crowd, keeping an eye out for anything suspicious. Athrun was by Cagalli's side on the platform, shielding her from overzealous reporters. She was expected to give a wrap-up speech later to the audience. News vans lined the runway, ready to use their satellite dishes to report the events live to the rest of the planet. Off in the distance were protestors; some angry at the Atlantic Federation's invasion, some angry at ZAFT's destruction of Heliopolis. The Orb military was keeping them in check.

It was decided that Lacus and Miriallia should remain at the palace, out of trouble.

As time slipped away, the delegates from both sides arrived. The PLANT Supreme Council and their Earth Alliance counterparts took their seats on opposite sides of the Orb delegation. Opening speeches were made by both groups, each expressing their regret at the lives lost and the hope for a brighter future by working together. Both were very careful not to place blame or admit fault. It was a textbook example of diplomacy.

As it came time to sign the documents, the Cagalli visibly tensed. Whatever was going to happen was going to happen soon. Warning sirens went off. As she had suspected, a rogue fleet of Atlantic Federation ships were approaching. The Freedom and Vengeance would lead a squad of M1s to take care of the situation. Maybe it'll all work out, she thought.

The reporters rushed the stage. "So, tell us Lady Cagalli. How do you feel about this sudden attack?" Their questions soon turned into meaningless chatter as they all spoke over one another.

There was something peculiar about all this. Athrun sensed it too. Everyone in the crowd had been checked for weapons and explosives. The rooftops were covered. Every last inch of the area had been triple checked. The fleet had no chance of getting past Kira and Yzak. This was too easy.

Then they saw it. The fleet was a diversion. The real threat was right in front of them the whole time, but they didn't recognize it until now. The news vans. Their dishes were pointing up; all but one. And the reporters surrounding the platform had cut off their escape.

Cagalli screamed, "It's a CYCLOPS system!" No sooner had the words left her lips than the dish begin to glow.

In a mad panic, the crowd began to run in every direction at once. Dearka and Ailesa wouldn't make it to the dish in time. Athrun had no hope of getting Cagalli out of there. All three delegations would die and the war would begin anew.


XXOnogoro airspace. Time: 11:55XX

The battle was on. The sky was on fire with charred pieces of Earth Forces mobile suits falling like snow, hissing when they hit the water. Using their thrusters to jump from the carrier ships, they were trying to get a foothold on the beach. The Vengeance and Freedom destroyed most of the opposition before the reached the peak of their jump arcs. Kira took care to just disable the mobile suits. Yzak didn't.

"Something's wrong." Kira could sense it.

"You're right. This pitiful force is no threat. Let's get back and let the M1s handle this." Yzak, ever the strategist, instantly recognized the diversion.

Zipping back, they noticed the confusion on the runway. And they recognized the glow.

Though she was only one in a crowd of a hundred, Yzak saw her face alone. She was pinned inside a group of panicked reporters, directly in the line of fire. She was afraid.

"Grrraaah!" With a ferocious battle cry, he slammed the throttle forward. Leaping down on the dish fist first, the force of the impact left a small crater. It was over.


Epilogue

Under the Moonlight

XXRev. Malchio's private island. Time: 19:27XX

The sunset was breathtaking. Calm seas were accentuated by the soft orange glow. Rev. Malchio had been kind enough to let the group stay here while things settled down in their respective homelands. Col. Kisaka was working hard to put Orb back together in Cagalli's absence. He had considerable success in tracking down some of the Blue Cosmos agents from the evidence in the remains of the news van. Kisaka insisted Cagalli stay out of sight until these matters were concluded. Representative Joule and her colleagues had returned to the PLANTs safely, expressing their sincere thanks to Orb and its protectors. All was well for the world for now.

The reverend had also been kind enough to perform a little sunset wedding ceremony for Kira and Lacus. They had wanted it to be simple and private. There were no dresses or cakes or rings, but that didn't matter. The rings they had already exchanged were more precious than wedding bands. This arrangement had been perfect. They were with their closest friends. Being held on such short notice, only Sai, Kuzzey, Murrue, and Andy had been able to fly in for the event. They brought with them the best wishes of the other surviving members of the "Three Ship Alliance." Miriallia served as the wedding photographer, since it was a hobby she was picking up.

"So, what will you two do now?" Cagalli asked. "You will always have a home with us in Orb." The group had moved indoors for a reception shortly after the sun had set.

"I think we'll stay here for a while. We want to help Rev. Malchio take care of the war orphans." Kira also had many questions for the reverend, but that could wait.

Cagalli was undaunted. "Hey, you're still close to our territorial waters so I can come visit you all the time!"

"Well, perhaps they would like a little privacy too," Athrun interjected. Both Cagalli and Lacus blushed at the comment, making Athrun laugh.

When he tried to put his arm around her, Cagalli gave him a sharp elbow strike to the ribs. "You think you're out of the woods, mister? I still haven't forgiven you!"

Kira and Lacus decided to leave those two alone. They were well on their way to solving their personal problems. If only they were as happy as us, they thought. Perhaps someday they would be.

Miriallia and Dearka were having fun playing with the orphans. They had grown much closer since their reunion. Still not as close as Dearka would have wanted, but it was progress nonetheless. It saddened them to think they would have to part again soon, but they were intent on enjoying the time they had left.

Murrue and Andy were sharing another drink, passing the time with Sai and Kuzzey. They talked about their families, jobs, and other day-to-day matters. Many of the old Archangel crew had joined Morgenroete's ship building division, making it easier for them to stay in touch. Readjusting to civilian life wasn't easy for any of them, but they were managing.

Yzak sat alone on the beach, staring up at the stars. The moon was bright, making the waves shimmer in rhythm to the gentle sounds of the water. He had walked out immediately after giving a rushed congratulatory message to the newlyweds. Such situations made him uncomfortable.

"Hey, you're missing the party."

Yzak turned to see Ailesa coming from the house. "I'm not much for parties." The tide was coming in; waves lapping his feet.

"So I see." She sat down beside her quarry. "They really are your friends, you know." She was beautiful, bathed in the moonlight.

"And what of it?" Yzak continued his examination of the stars. He would not be caught staring at his attractive companion, knowing that she had carefully selected a revealing dress for just that purpose.

"Aren't you happy for them?"

"And if I am?"

This wasn't working. They sat there for a moment looking up at the clear night's sky, enjoying the waves going in and out around them. She decided to take a different tack. "I have some news for you."

"And what might that be?"

"There will be a big reception for the two war heroes on their return to the PLANTs. I've been ordered to be your bodyguard until then."

"You don't say. I guess you're becoming quite the babysitter."

"You and your friend are to be rewarded for your recent actions by the Council. Their vote was unanimous. Without waiting for the next election, you two will take the seats left vacant by Siegel Clyne and Patrick Zala."

He glanced at her briefly, and then laid down flat on his back. He was determined to thoroughly examine those stars one by one, resisting all temptation to examine other things. "And, you're telling me this because . . ."

"By default, that now makes you my superior officer." Leaning over him, looking into his eyes she continued "So next time, it will be harassment if you help me in the shower."

Yzak's roaring laughter didn't set her mind at ease. Would she win this contest of wits? The waves were now coming up to their hips.

Settling down, he asked "As Councilman, you want to know the first thing I'm going to do?"

"Sure." Was this it? Would she finally beat him? Would he give in?

"This!" In a flash, he pinned her to the ground as the waves lapped around her torso. Grinning mischievously, he watched as the water began to envelop her.

Now it was her turn to laugh. She knew it wouldn't be that easy to get him to drop the curtain around his heart. Each had drawn an invisible line daring the other to be the first one to cross it, to be the first one to admit their feelings. Both were too determined to win, to be the stronger willed.

"I'm never, ever, going to tell you the words you want to hear," he said calmly.

Looking deep into his eyes, she responded "And neither will I." That's when they realized that they would have to cross that line together or not at all.

"So where does that leave us?" he asked.

She sighed, pulling him closer. "It leaves us here. Alone. Under the moonlight."

Atto primo
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