Yeah, Gundam wing doesn't belong to me. Everyone knows this but I am forced to admit such a sad thing. As mentioned in the last chapter's notes, my sister has a different version of the story on her author page. I'veset up a C2 comunity for it though, so it should be easy for you to find her now. Please check out both versions.

Twin of Peril

Zeero gently nudged her sister awake when the buss finally made it to their stop. She had remained awake the entire four hours of the monotonous trip, silent within her own thoughts while her sister typed on her coveted laptop. Harmony had only fallen asleep toward the end of the trip, after closing her laptop, though she never put it down.

The two girls silently walked the last two miles to Quatra's mansion. He was one of their few caretakers who actually lived on Earth. Their mother never seemed to stay in one place long, though when ever they visited her it was always at that little house. Duo lived on L2 with his wife Hildie and their many children, most of which were adopted war-orphans. Wu Fei and Sally lived on one of the new colonies, though Zeero didn't know the name of it yet. They had just moved there with their two children, and Zeero hadn't been yet. She briefly wondered if she ever would, but shook that thought from her mind.

A light rain began, and Zeero wondered if she had remembered to pack her hat. She wasn't about to drop her stuff onto the wet ground so she could find it, so she supposed it didn't matter. Hunter quickly stashed her laptop under her shirt in an attempt to keep it from the rain.

At the end of the long road that lead to Quatra's home stood an overly large and very cliché gate. Zeero was ready to toss her stuff over the gate and climb over when Quatra himself came running across the lawn to let them in. A silent Trowa wasn't far behind, not that that surprised Zeero in the least. Those two had been inseparable for as long as she could remember.

Quatra wrapped an arm around each of the cold girls and lead them to his library. Zeero hadn't realized how cold she was until she found herself standing inside the warm house, her bag at her feet and her sister standing beside her.

"Now, tell me what happened," Quatra said gently as he sat in one of the chairs, inviting the twins to do so as well. Harmony sat down, but Zeero remained standing. She wanted her words to be taken seriously, and standing always seemed to be a small way of making her words stronger.

Before Zeero spoke, Wu Fei surprised her by coming into the library and leaning against the wall beside Trowa. She couldn't begin to wonder why he was there, but decided to figure that out later. Her mother was the more important matter at the moment.

"Hunter and I were chasing each other outside when I heard men talking," Zeero explained, using her sister's nickname. She didn't feel they needed to know she seemed to have a sixth sense when it came to danger. Wu Fei would probably roll his eyes at her anyway. "We stood at the corner of the house and watched these men dressed in black approach the house. Most of them had guns and there was an insignia on their jackets." She faltered there. She just couldn't figure out how to continue. The last thing she wanted to do was admit she and her sister had run away while their mother had remained in danger.

"What did it look like?" Wu Fei demanded in his usual curt tone. His black hair was pulled back into the same tight pony tail it was always in.

"It kind of looked like the Preventer's uniform insignia," Harmony whispered softly as she looked up for the first time, her light blue eyes boring into Quatra. She had always had a way of making the simplest statement sound important.

"I'm not going to even ask how you know what that," Quatra murmured with a slight shake of his head, "but what did the insignia look like?"

"Hold on a sec," Harmony murmured as she opened her lap top and began typing and opening different programs. The room was silent except for the soft click of keys. "Done," she said as she turned the lap top around so the others could see. "This is what it look like." She had opened a pain program and edited the picture to reveal a sketchy rendition of the logo Zeero had seen before.

"It looks like the Preventers are being corrupted," Quatra spat in distaste. Zeero rarely hear the blonde man use that tone, and she felt her back straighten even further in response.

"It sounds like you were expecting it, Quatra," Zeero pointed out casually, though her curiosity had been peeked. If he had known, why hadn't he done something to prevent such a thing from happening?

"I had feared as much, Serenity," Quatra admitted.

"For the last time," Zeero shouted, "I am Zeero! Not Serenity!" He should have known not to call her as such. God knew she yelled about it often enough.

"Sorry," Quatra sighed as he leaned back against the chair. "Zeero."

"That's better," she grumbled as she crossed her arms and leaned against the wall, copying Wu Fei and Trowa. She glared at the ground and tried to focus on her emotions. She would need them later.

Zeero's glanced up when her sister suddenly got up to leave the room. She had noticed the look on Harmony's face and knew her twin would be crying before too long. While Zeero herself hardly showed anyone much emotion other than anger and happiness, she knew her sister was much more emotional and would need some reassurance. With a sigh, she lifted both bags and headed toward Harmony's usual room.

"Are you all right?" Zeero asked as she slipped into the room, even though she knew the answer would be a definite no. Harmony was sitting at the desk with her head down and the light scent of tears filled the room. After dropping the bags, Zeero stepped up behind her sister and laid a hand on her back.

"Mother's in danger, and we can't even do a thing about it," Harmony finally whimpered as she turned her head to stare out the window.

"I know, Hunter," Zeero said, using the name to reassure Harmony of her strength. They were both going to have to be strong during this. "I know." She did know, probably better than anyone could have guessed.

"Why is it that they want Mother?" Harmony asked as she sat up and looked Zeero straight in the eye.

Zeero shrugged nonchalantly. "I guess it has something to do with her background." It was a decent guess. Relena was the Prime Minister and the ex-queen of the world after all. If someone wanted to make a stand there were better ways than to kidnap their mother.

"Zeero," Harmony said again. "Why is it we've never seen a picture of our father?"

That was a question Zeero had wondered many times herself, and she had yet to come up was an answer. She had a feeling her sister had a theory though. "I don't know," she sighed. "Unless Daddy had something to hide."

"Maybe," Harmony began, but let the sentence die.

"What?" Zeero demanded as she squeezed her sister's shoulder gently. She knew her twin had many secrets, ones even she didn't know, and wished Harmony would share her worries.

"It's nothing."

"'Nothing' my foot," Zeero grumbled in frustration. "What is it?"

"Maybe Dad was a Gundam pilot," Harmony whispered as though she were confessing some dangerous secret, which Zeero supposed she was.

She had never thought her mother would have anything to do with a soldier, let along a Gundam pilot. Her mother's pacifism and his fighting would have certainly caused problems. "Seriously?" Zeero asked, unsure of what else to say.

"Yeah," Harmony said simply.

"You'll look into it, right?" Zeero asked, referring to her sisters constant research on the laptop. No one knew it but they had been searching for answers since they understood their father was missing from their lives.

"Yeah," Harmony sighed, her voice returning to normal. "I'll look into it." She always did better dealing with things when she had a mission to complete.

Zeero smiled as she wiped the tears from her sister's face. "Now, no more tears over Mom." She said gently as she hugged her sister. "She can take care of herself." Harmony nodded and Zeero stretched out across the bed. Though she hated to admit it, she was exhausted after the trip. Her eyes drifted closed as she listened to her sister furiously typing away at the computer. Maybe, when she woke up, she would know some decent answers.