Disclaimer: We do not own Gundam Wing and/or it's franchise. We didn't make any profit writing this story.

Warning: Wufei-ness, cliches, and much tongue in cheek

Author note: Co-written by TheSlyArbitrator and me. (Ok, he wrote most of it). This is a two day Christmas Special and we hope you enjoy it.

December 5th

Tis the Season...

Chang Wufei sat at his desk rummaging through a heap of paperwork. His job was to find any uprising organizations that had hostile plans and neutralize them before the situation broke into a full scale war.

At the moment however, there didn't appear to be any new plans to take over the world. Everyone seemed to agree with the Peacecraft family's ideals. Even though Wufei didn't exactly agree with their ideals. He found it hard to believe that in order to have peace, there mustn't be any weapons. Wufei believed peace could only be enforced by a strong backing of security. Of course, he was working for that strong backing. Not because he wanted a legal gun but because that's what he was good at.

And while Wufei enjoyed the newly fledged peace, it also meant he got stuck filing papers instead of doing field work. In an effort to keep agents active, the department had started reopening cold files. Which was why his partner Sally, was out doing patrols around the colonies searching for information about an attempted assassination on the Ambassador to the Mars program. The ambassador had been wounded when an armor piercing bullet went through his chest while he was holding a press conference. However when nothing had turned up, the case had been closed.

Wufei sighed, looking at the report. Christmas was nearing and there were hardly any leads on the case. He wondered if he'd be spending the holidays sitting at his desk staring at dead files on cases nobody cared about anymore. He didn't have to think about it much longer though before Sally came on the screen.

"Done yet?"

Wufei raised an eyebrow, "Well, besides the huge pile next to me? I think I'm about done, thanks for your concern."

Sally smirked. "Tell Commander Une I might have found something."

"Righto Sherlock." Wufei got up from the computer monitor, and headed toward Une's office. The Commander was sitting at her desk talking on the phone.
"Good. Send the lights and Chr-uh, equipment over as well."

Wufei raised an eyebrow but then Une hung the phone up and looked at him expectantly.

"What is it?"

Wufei nodded toward the Commander's computer. "Sally called in, she's thinks she might have a lead."

Une spun her computer around so they could both see the screen and then entered Sally's code.

"Where's the location?"

"Colony 01, North side, Rimston Street." Sally informed them.

"Stay where you are, I'll send Wufei to help. Send me a copy of your data."

"Roger that." Sally sighed. Then the screen went blank. Une turned to Wufei.

"Looks like you lucked out of filing for a while."

The streets were covered in snow. The wind picked some of it up, blowing it this way and that as Wufei walked to the space port. By the time he got to the main gates, his hair had blown out of his ponytail and hung down to his shoulders. Grumbling, he tried to slick it back into his hair-tie. Failing, he sighed and walked up the stairs leading to the inspection office. The security guards called him over and Wufei flipped out his authorization for the gun they found in his jacket. They scanned the identification then nodded, letting him continue.

Wufei slept most of the flight, even though it was only a couple of hours. Yawning, he stepped out into the artificial lights, grabbed his luggage and took a cab to the north side.

The cab pulled up to a two-story house in a better part of the neighborhood. Wufei glanced around, surprised. While there wasn't any snow on the colony, the house owners were apparently getting into the Christmas season anyway. Many houses had lights strung up and nearly every house had a wreath of some kind hanging from the front door. Including the one he stood in front of. It wasn't quite what he'd had in mind when he'd envisioned a possible stakeout. Shrugging though, Wufei slung his duffel over a shoulder and waved off the taxi.

When he walked in, the smell of warm baked pastries greeted him. Sally poked her head into the hallway and smiled, "Hey, you made it."

Wufei just grunted and carried his bag to the room she indicated would be his.

Having quickly unpacked, he came down and found Sally in the kitchen. She was cooking what appeared to be Christmas decorated pastries, from muffins to cakes and many different kinds of cookies.

Wufei raised an eyebrow. "What's all this?"

"Well, since we'll probably be stuck here for the duration of the holidays, I think we should take a break and enjoy the holidays. I can't believe we're stuck on a dead-end mission a few days before Christmas!" Sally complained.

Wufei frowned. It didn't seem very professional, and Sally wasn't usually the type to blow off a mission, even if it was a cold case. "Personal feelings aside, we're here to do a job."

Sally picked a cookie up off a plate and stuffed it in his mouth. "No holiday spirit, I swear." She smiled. "Relax, Chang. It's Christmas. Now stop being such a stiff and help me finish these."

...to be continued...