V: Quatre Winner: Innocent Soul


When Quatre awakened he found himself in surroundings other than his cockpit. Or at least he felt it, he hadn't opened his eyes just yet. He had remembered Trowa helping him out of Sandrock and into the infirmary but after that everything went blank, he must've fallen unconscious somewhere in between that time. Opening his eyes Quatre took a look at his environment; blue and white paint decorated the room, he laid on a hospital bed with an IV hooked into his arm feeding him water to re-hydrate his dehydrate body.

He spotted Rashid sitting on a nearby chair reading a book of some sorts, probably one of those Military oriented novels by one of those best selling authors that involved themselves with the CIA to write their bed. Rashid looked up just in time to see the young man staring at him, he shut his book and walked toward te bed to cheek on him. Quatre hated to be rude so he struggled pull himself into a sitting position but was stopped dead in his tracks by a spike of pain running through his abdomen.

Dorothy Catalonia certainly did a job on him . . . . He wondered if the girl had made it off the battleship Libra before it was destroyed. Rashid caught the young man just as he was about to fall over from his injury. The man's large hands held Quatre currently fragile body like a mother would with its child, he shook his head silently. Quatre smiled hopelessly as he was laid back down into the semi-comfortable hospital bed, the wizened man pulled the sheet over Quatre's chest then returned to his chair.

Quatre sent a look in Rashid's direction then stared up at the crack-free ceiling, his mind focused on the one place he loved to admire from space. Beautiful Earth. Even from the colonies, I could still see the Earth and its satellite; the moon. They are the humans' home; they can never be replaced. Now I can truly understand the humans. I once hated everything in life. I once was very sad. Now the war is over; it is really wonderful. I have to begin a new world. I have a new duty to maintain peace. Quatre continued to stare at the ceiling as he continued to ponder on everything.


(FIN): Quatre R. Winner: Innocent Soul.