Disclaimer - I do not own any of the Gundam Wing characters, the only thing that is mine is the characters Allyson, Mayven and the plot. (If I forget to put this on my other chapters I apologize, I have a really bad memory for junk like this)

Rating - Some language (maybe) but nothing that drastic

Chapter 5- Memories Returned

"What is it?" Heero repeated, now standing in worry as Mayven's grip on Duo lighten slightly, finally giving the boy enough room to breath. Duo released the breath that he had absentmindedly taken in when the pressure on his ribs had gotten almost too much for him to bare.

"The typing," Mayven said simply, letting go of Duo with a sigh, "there's something about the typing that…" she stopped suddenly, not sure how to describe the feeling it gave her.

Duo looked at her questionably, confused to her sudden out burst, "What is it?" he asked, finally letting his grip on her trembling hands go, moving his hands from hers to her cheeks, feeling her skin burn with fever beneath his touch.

"I can't explain it," she said simply. This gave Heero an idea; maybe the typing had something to do with Oz, something that could bring them closer to Oz's new whereabouts. He suddenly turned back to the computer and with a sigh, knowing that what he was about to do was morally wrong, he began to type randomly, hitting key after key, making sure that the typing sound was loud enough to reach Mayven's ears.

"Stop it!" she cried as her eyes got wide and her hands flew up to cover her ears so quickly that they knocked Duo's grip on her completely loose. Duo spun around, glaring daggers at Heero, who paid no attention to the American boy that was soon going to hit him.

"Heero, stop typing," Duo snarled at him, walking across the room, but Trowa soon realized that Heero was simply trying to gather information by pushing memories on her, forcing her to remember, A strong and cruel way of doing it but he realized that their options were limited and stepped in front of Duo, blocking his only passage to the 18 year old pilot that was typing away.

"She needs to go through this," Trowa said, putting a hand on Duo's shoulder, "she needs to face this so that she can help us find Oz, and maybe even others like her." He added hoping that Duo would realize what they were doing seemed cruel but had to be done for the better good. But all Trowa's hopes crashed as Duo put a hand on his chest, nearly pushing the boy completely out of the room as he blew past him, sending Trowa to the floor, and his head into the brass bed frame that was only a few feet behind him.

"Stop typing," he said simply, reaching Heero's side. Heero was floored to how quickly Duo had taken to the girl, protection her at any cost, this was a side of Duo that was rarely seen, and a side that even Heero feared at times, but he'd never admit that. This time though, Heero didn't listen to the boy, he simply continued to type, waiting for the moment when Mayven would break, the moment when she'd forget that she was safe and she'd say something, anything that would bring them closer to Oz's location and one step closer to shutting them down.

"Stop!" Mayven shrieked to the top of her lungs, the sound of her piercing voice sending shivers down everyone's spine, even causing Trowa to moan as the sound hurt his already tender head. "I'll never ask again," she cried, her voice now screaming. Heero's heart sank but he knew that Mayven was in that state that he had thought about just minutes before and that only a few more seconds and she'd remember something of value and he could stop torturing her. The thought killed him, he really didn't want to do this, but what choice did he have? He took a deep breath and continued to type, hoping that she'd remember something soon before Duo blew a fuse and really hurt him.

By this time, Duo had stopped in his tracks, turning his attention to Mayven, who had dropped to the floor, tears running down both cheeks as she trembled. He felt sorry for her, but as everyone else in the room had already done, he too had figured out why Heero was doing this, and knew that in the long run it would be for the best, but deep down he just hoped that she'd understand and forgive them all.

"I'll never be a bother," she said, crying just as hard as she could cry, memories of her time in Oz's brainwashing room flooding her head all at once, "I swear, I'll never leave the base again without permission and I'll never ask of my family, just please stop!" That was Heero's cue, he immediately stopped typing and turned to Duo, who had gotten back to Mayven and was now holding her as she cried, stroking her hair ever so lightly.

"I'm sorry," Heero mumbled, turning away form the computer and looked at Relena, who smiled softly in understanding. The smile helped to lift some one the guilt that he felt, but wasn't enough to completely relieve the feeling. Why did it always have to be Heero who had to do stuff like this? "But I had to do it Duo." He added, turning away from everyone and looked out the window, not wanting any of them to see the guilt that filled his eyes.

"It's alright Heero," Trowa said standing, rubbing at the back of his tender head, "hopefully now she'll remember something and she didn't go through that for nothing." Heero nodded in agreement, his eyes still fixed on the sky outside the window. Trowa sat back down on the bed behind him, a wave of dizziness coming over him so quickly that he thought he might be sick. Maybe I hit my head harder then I first suspected, he thought to himself with a groan of aggravation. "Damn it that hurt!" He cursed under his breath, not paying any attention to the pilot and girl at his feet.

"I won't ask again," Mayven mumbled into Duo's shoulder, her grip around his neck firm and unforgiving to his tense back from the nights he'd slept in awkward positions by the window or on the floor by the bed had finally caught up with him.

"Shhh," Duo said softly, being patient with the pain that she was causing his side and back, holding her without a second thought to his decision to go to her, "You're safe now, it's okay." Mayven's cries soon stopped as she buried her face into his shoulder, nuzzling into his touch, her feverish cheek touch against Duo's bare neck. He let out a small gasp, feeling her arms move from around his neck to around his waist as she got off her knees and sat down on her back side, leaning into him. "Mayven, are you alright?" Duo asked, looking down at the small girls form in his arms. She didn't reply immediately, taking deep breaths to help regulate her breathing and to slow her heart, which was still racing from the sudden flood of memories that had hit her.

"Yeah," she replied after some time, the room falling so silent that her whisper could be heard by Wufei, who stood the furthest away from her, leaning against the doorway, "I am now." She said, looking up at the look on Duo's face, which seemed mixed. His eyes filled with guilt, confusion, anger, and pain. She suddenly felt sorry for him, but she couldn't understand why. Why did he have such a lost look on his face, did he actually feel sorry for her? Mayven sat up, pulling away from him with a sob, wiping the tears on the back of her hand, her eyes locking with his for a moment before she spoke up again. "I'm sorry Duo, I shouldn't have…" she began but Duo cut her off, protesting her apologies.

"It's alright," he said, feeling the burning from his side get worst, Mayven's grip on him putting to much pressure on him. He smiled softly, standing with a wince and a hand on his side.

"As for the information we were attempting to get," Heero interrupted suddenly, looking towards Mayven as she also stood to her feet with a wince, out of the corner of his eye, "Do you remember anything?" he asked, keeping his main focus on the window, not wanting to see the look in her eyes, knowing that it wasn't going to be very forgiving.

"That was a hell of a way to get information," she snapped, sitting down on the edge of the bed near Trowa, kicking the blankets away from her feverous skin, "you're just like Oz, torturing people to get what you want!" she added, glaring towards the Japanese teenager, her blue eyes burning like fire.

"I had no choice," he cried, kicking his feet to the floor as he spun the chair around to face her angrily, "you wouldn't remember otherwise, and don't you ever compare me to Oz like that again!" he warned threw clenched teeth, sending the glare right back at her.

"Why not?" she cried back furiously, "that's exactly what you did isn't it?" She could feel tears begin to build in her eyes, but she pushed them back, forcing herself to swallow the lump that had formed in the base of her throat. "You simply continued to type, knowing damn well that it was torturing me, didn't you?" she demanded, her eyes looking like dark blue fire as they clashed with Heero's cobalt blue ones.

"I'm nothing like them," he said, gritting his teeth against the anger that this girl was capable of sending through him so suddenly, "I did it so that you could move on, and get a life without the constant aggravation of these memories," he lied, knowing full well that he hadn't done it for that reason, that most of it had to do with the fact that Mayven was the only one out of them all that had any clue what so ever to where Oz was now located.

"Yeah right!" she shrieked, standing up fully, hands at her sides, "you've done nothing but try and get information out of me." She added, her glare not letting up, her midnight blue eyes clashing violently with Heero's cobalt stare, a stare that everyone had learned to avoid, but Mayven wasn't like everyone else, she met it head on, glaring back with a force that Duo thought that the two of them would explode.

"Enough," Quatre cried angrily, throwing his hands up in exasperation, his new found temper now showing fully, "I really don't give a damn what either of you feel right now," he said, standing fully before heading over to the door near Wufei, his arms crossed over his chest, "All I know is that we need to know what you do if we are going to stop Oz before they try to get control over the colonies again, both of you can fight over this later." He turned suddenly, facing Mayven, who had taken a seat next to Duo on the bed, hearing the sudden tone of anger in Quatre voice. "Now what do you know?"

Mayven said nothing, remaining silent for a moment before answering his unexpected question, "I don't know exactly where they're located," she began, her voice low, to match the look that had come across her eyes, "but all I can remember was that it was dark, cold and wet. I was tied down and in a lot of pain, in the background the only sound that would echo in the small room for hours was the sound of people typing, but every once in a while I could hear a loud sound overhead, like maybe a plane or a helicopter taking off and landing but it really didn't happen all that often." She said softly, the anger in her voice now completely gone, her voice now filled with fear and pain. "I really can't be sure of the sounds I was hearing though," she added suddenly, "I wasn't exactly in the greatest state of mind while in there." She looked up at Quatre, who had taken a seat in the Lazy- boy chair next to the door, her eyes begging for his forgiveness before he really got angry and blew his top.

"Well that's a start," he said, uncrossing his arms, taking a deep breath to stop the flow of anger that was running threw him, "But we'll need more then that to go off of," he added, this time more calmly.

Mayven thought for a moment silently, her mind desperately searching for something more useful, something to help them further. "I'm sorry, but that's all I can remember," she said after a minute or two of thought, "I really don't remember much else about the place, I spent a good portion of my time in the brain washing room, too stubborn for my own good."

"So all we have to work on is that the base is near or around an airport?" Trowa spoke up for the first time since the wave of dizziness had over come him, "How many are there around town?"

"One directly in the middle of town," Heero mumbled, awaiting to see if Mayven would attack him again, when she didn't he continued, this time his voice a little louder, "and two more in opposite directions, both of them just outside town limits," he finished, turning in his chair to face Relena, placing a hand over the one that she had placed on his leg. She knew that the comment that Mayven had said about him being like Oz had really gotten to him, although he refused to show it. She tried to comfort him by placing her hand on his knee but knew that the comment was still cutting him like a knife.

"But that still doesn't tell us exactly where the base is located," Wufei said, placing a hand on Quatre's shoulder, hoping that the boy was calm enough not to take his head off, "however it may be a start," he continued after smiling down on the small boy, seeing him nod up at him, telling him silently that he was alright.

"The base is underground," Mayven spoke up suddenly, bringing everyone's attention to her, "I remember them saying something about it being underground, but I can't be absolutely sure."

"You don't ever remember entering the base?" Duo asked, placing a hand over hers gently.

Mayven shook her head slowly, "The first time that they brought me inside the base it was against my will and I wasn't paying attention, and after I agreed to work for them every time I would have to enter the base the screen on my mobile suit would go black and I wasn't able to see where I was going." She explained.

"Then how did you control the mobile suit?" Heero asked, not believing anything that the girl was telling him, "The damn things don't drive themselves," he added, turning his attention to Mayven whose glare had returned, her eyes burning like fire once again.

"This one did," she said threw clenched teeth, turning her head towards him, "As soon as I hit a certain spot, I would report in and then the screen would go black and the mobile suit would move on it's own," she said it straightforwardly.

Heero's eyes widened to a sudden idea that went through his head, "Can you take me to that location? Where you would report in?" he asked suddenly, standing fully with a look of hope in his eyes, dropping Relena's hand without a second thought, which made her pout slightly, "Please Mayven, you have to trust me, I'm really nothing like them" His eyes pleaded with hers for a moment before she answered.

"I can do that," she said with a nod and a soft sigh, standing with a gasp to the pain that ran suddenly up her spin and the burning in her side that soon followed. She doubled over, forgetting just how long it had really been since she had gotten a good night's rest and just how easily it was to aggravate the injuries but then again she had crashed into earth and wasn't expected to live through it, so she guessed that she was doing better than expected. Duo also stood, placing a hand on her lower back, rubbing in small soothing circles.

"You can show us tomorrow," he whispered, helping her to sit back down on the bed, "You should rest first," he added as he pulled the blankets up from the foot of the bed, getting ready to hand them to her, but she pushed them away, shacking her head with a gasp.

"No Duo, I want to do it tonight," she said, kicking her feet back over the edge of the bed, "I want to do it before Oz realizes what's been going on." She said, explaining herself further.

"Duo's right," Heero said, letting the excitement in his eyes come down a peg or two before continuing, "It can wait until tomorrow."

"But what if they find out…" Mayven began to protest but Heero simply shook his head, shutting her protests instantly.

"No buts," he said handing her the blanket for the second time that night, "You and Duo both need your rest before we go out and do this." He added, turning to Duo with the look that he had given him a thousand times that week, "Go and get some rest Duo," he said, although he didn't have to, the look in his eyes told Duo exactly what he wanted.

"Really Heero, I'm fine," Duo protested as Trowa came over and grabbed his arm, haling him to his feet, "And tonight you sleep in a bed," he added as he read Trowa's mind, knowing that the American boy couldn't possibly fight both of them, especially being this weak and tiered.

"Let go Trowa," Duo said, trying to pull free of the boy's grasp on his shirt but failed miserably, "Come on guys, stop ganging up on me," he whined, his voice falling from that of an 18 year old teenager to that of a child. Mayven sat quietly, simply taking in all the names that were suddenly being thrown at her. The only one that she knew by name was Duo; she wasn't expecting to be with them for all that long and never bothered to actually notice any of the other names. Now she knew three out of the six people that she had been talking with for the pass couple of days, Duo, Heero and Trowa.

"Heero's right Duo," Wufei spoke up from the corner where he had migrated to after some time, "You need to get some sleep in a real bed."

"Shut up Wufei," Duo snapped, turning his attention to the Chinese boy that now stood next to him, on the opposite side of Trowa, grabbing his other arm. Mayven silently took note of the other name that was now added to the list. The only ones left was the girl who stayed near Heero and owned the place and the blond hair boy that seemed to her truly unpredictable when it came to his attitude and actions, one minute he was calm and kind and the next he was cruel and angry.

"Just go with them Duo, it would be easier and would cause you less pain in the long run," Quatre said, his tone not that of anger nor pleased, just stuck somewhere in the middle, "Just get some rest and you can come with us tomorrow." He added simply.

"Not you too Quatre," Duo moaned, stopping his struggle long enough to send a puppy dog look his way. Quatre smiled, the soft caring look returning to his eyes. Mayven made another check, now only the girl was left, but she got the feeling that she wasn't all that important at the time being and sooner or later she would find out, if not by someone calling her then by simply asking her. Now that she had a good chance of remembering all the names, she cut into the conversation, making sure her tone was soft and not demanding.

"Go with them Duo," She said gently, "I'll be fine here and you need the rest too." Duo pouted, now completely out numbered, a sigh mixed with a moan escaped his lips but he remained semi-silent. "The others are right; I'll see you in the morning." She smiled delicately, showing only a little portion of her white teeth.

Duo groaned, feeling Trowa tug kindly on the sleeve of his arm, pulling the material tight around his tender rib cage, "Fine," he groaned under his breath, "You win." He said in defeat, haling tightly and suddenly, getting his arm out of Trowa's grasp. He looked at Mayven, his violet eyes, which now hinted towards purple, locked with her midnight blue ones for a moment before heading out of the door soon followed by the others, except Heero, who stood near the window seat.

"Are you coming Heero?" Relena asked, turning around in the doorway when she realized that he wasn't right behind her. Heero nodded.

"In a minute," he said, bringing his attention to her with a soft smirk, "Go, I'll be right out." Relena hesitated but soon nodded and did as he wished, leaving the room, closing the door behind her gently.

Heero remained facing the window until he heard the sound of the solid wooden door closing behind Relena, telling him that he was alone with Mayven and now was his chance to try and stop this burning fuse that had been set between them before it was too late and it exploded, causing more trouble then it was worth.

"You realize that it wasn't my idea to bring you back here," he said, keeping his eyes on the sunset that had begun to form in front of him, "I wanted to leave you to die." He took a deep breath before turning around to face the girl, who now sat up cross legged in the bed.

"What are you getting at?" she asked, her voice showing her aggravation, being fed up with the situation at hand. Mayven wasn't going to deny the fact that she wasn't to fond of the young pilot that stood in front of her, the sunset light coming into the window behind him, lighting him up like an angel.

"My point is that I was wrong," he said, admitting his mistake, "and I shouldn't have done what I did, but it's over now and I want to start over." He sat down on the window seat behind him and looked down at his feet, kicking the floor rug around with the tip of his shoe. "I am really sorry, but we all have a past with Oz, and would like to put them to rest before any more of us get hurt." Mayven shot him a look of confusion, seeing the hurt that had suddenly hit the boy's eyes.

"Before any more of you get hurt?" she asked, her voice almost a whisper, "If you've forgotten, I also have a past with Oz," she said, her tone suddenly angry, "they killed my mother and older brother, leaving me the only survivor of their 'Brainwashing Room', the only one left to fight with them. To scared to say no to any of their demands, suddenly dependant on them." Mayven brought her attention up to Heero, seeing that he too was just has hurt as she was, that he too had lost someone close to him by Oz's hand. "Who was it?" She asked suddenly, forcing Heero to snap his attention in her direction.

"A good friend of ours," he replied as he stood, walking over towards the bed, grabbing a seat on the bed instead of the hard uncomfortable window seat, "She was Duo's girlfriend. We had saved her from Oz over two years ago and she swore that she'd help us destroy them, but a little over a year ago she was killed in battle when she took a hard hit to protect Duo and myself," he took another deep breath, feeling all his old emotions of hurt and anger return at the thought of how she had died, "Her Gundam couldn't take the blow and it exploded, taking her and the enemy pilot's lives." He finished as a tear ran down his cheek, leaving it run down to fall to the bedding beneath him.

"I'm sorry," Mayven said for a lack of something better to say, but she knew by the look in Duo's eyes that he had lost a love, that Oz hadn't just ruined her life, but the life of many others, "What was her name?" She asked after a moment of silence, her curiosity getting the better of her.

"Allyson," he replied, wiping the tears on the back of his hand, "Allyson Braxton." Mayven gasped suddenly, looking at Heero with a blank look on her face, a look of mystification and astonishment. A look that Heero couldn't understand, a look that told him that the story of Allyson's past wasn't as simple as the young girl had once told them, a look that told him that suddenly he and Mayven now had something more in common then Oz's destructive behavior, something that would bring them together and just might be able to bring Oz to their knees, once and for all.

Well I little twist that should make more sense in the next chapter, I will clear up everything, including the time-line (hopefully).

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