Disclaimers: Gundam Wing does not, or did it ever, belong to me. The only thing that does is the OC.

AN: this is somehow going to be a GW and Star Wars fused story later on…some characters may seem a bit OOC…don't blame me, I've been out of the fanfiction circle in way too long…C&C welcome.

Prologue

The declaration of war that was made by Mariemeia Khushrenada ended with the death of Dekim Barton and the fall of the presidential estate. There were many civilians who were still protesting against the declaration made by Mariemeia, not knowing that the battle was over, that there was no more need for their efforts to stop the battle from continuing.

Preventer agents were gathered from all over the world and the colonies at the battle area, dealing with the aftermath with Director Une at the command post. The pilot of Heavyarms, Deathscythe and Sandrock were at the command post along with Une, Quatre giving out orders through the Preventer secure channel over the comm, organizing the clean up effort. While Quatre and Une were taking the command post, Duo and Trowa were both working on getting the live broadcast system working so that the general public would be able to get more of the current news quickly.

Wufei, on the other hand, had vanished among the crowd of Preventers who were on the field, taking the wounded off to get medical attention and making arrests of what was left of Mariemeia's forces. With much of the Preventer forces being occupied in keeping the civilian forces in check, they welcomed Wufei's assistance gladly, knowing that every hand to help would move things along much faster. Many of the Preventers crew knew that once things settled down, the order of things would be figured out by their commander.

The crowd's restlessness grew with the passing of time and no news to speak of, and when Relena made an appearance on the broadcast, they all stopped to listen to what she had to say. There were many who could tell that she had not even had the chance to sit down to catch her breath, her form showing signs of exhaustion even through her valiant efforts to hide that fact, all the while giving assurances to the crowd that the Preventer forces had everything under control. She spoke a bit on behalf of Mariemeia, informing the public that she had been manipulated by Dekim Barton into taking those foolish actions, and she also spoke of the valiant efforts of the Gundam pilots, keeping as much of their identities under cover as possible.

There was not much that the civilian forces could do in such a scene and many of them returned home, taking to heart what Relena had spoken of. There were many who were in deep thought brought on by this sudden war, many re-thinking their lives and what they had been living for this past year. Slowly, the chaos thinned out of the battlefield, leaving shells of mobile suit parts and the buildings that were as empty as it had ever been, allowing the Gundam pilots to gather their Gundams so that they could be disposed of.

Meanwhile, not far off at the nearest hospital, Heero Yuy lay in his bed, oblivious to his surroundings. A nurse came to check his vital signs, made a note of it on his chart, then left without a second glance to check on the next patient. A few seconds later, another nurse came in with a gurney, and moved the patient from his bed to the gurney, carefully taking out the IV needle from his arm. She then picked up his chart and the few belongings that he had in the room and pushed the gurney out of the room, not being questioned by anyone in the chaos that comes only in the aftermath of a battle. There was not a single person who knew of Heero Yuy's disappearance from the hospital he had been checked into, all too occupied in the aftermath of the short-lived war.

Wufei made his way to the temporary base of operations, where he was hoping to find Director Une. When he walked into the office, he found Une alone, on the comm. She looked up from her call and gave him a nod of acknowledgement and continued with her conversation as if there had been no interruptions, leaving Wufei standing with nothing to do. He stood by the door his pose tense and ready for action at the drop of a pin, watching Une as she conversed with the person on the other line until she hung up and walked around the table so that she didn't have the table between them.

"I have come seeking justice," he said without preamble, his stance becoming just marginally tenser.

Une stood just a fraction straighter, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow at the terse statement, trying to keep the amused smile from making its appearance. She knew that there was no need for elaborate words when speaking with the pilot of Alton, nor was there a need to beat around the bush when dealing with him. After giving him a critical once-over, she sighed internally, and relaxed her stance, leaning back onto the desk.

"Let me ask you just one question Mr. Chang," she said, pausing only to gauge Wufei's reaction. "Have you found justice?"

Wufei, who had not been expecting such a question, lost most of the tension in his stance by the surprise. His eyes widening added to show how much of a surprise the question was to him. He could only nod his head in answer as he waited for the verdict.

"That's good," Une said. "I will ask you to make sure that your Gundam is permanently out of commission. Make sure that your Gundam is properly disposed of, but I will leave the means to do so up to you, just make sure that it is done. I will be sending someone after you, so make sure that you get it done by then."

She walked over to him and laid a hand on his shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze in a show of encouragement, and with a last pat to his shoulder, she walked out of the room. Wufei was still standing in the same spot, for a few moments more, not quite sure what exactly had take place in that room. He quickly shook his head and turned to leave the room, heading for the Gundam that he had left just outside the battle zone, already knowing exactly what he would do with the weapon that had served him so well during the war.

Back in the communication room, Quatre was sending the Preventer forces on site in an organized manner so that the clean up process could move along. There were many units that were clustered around one area and not enough in others because of the communications problem that was still being sorted out. A few units were sent over to the presidential estate, where there were still many soldiers from the Mariemeia army that were still trapped under the collapsed building.

Trowa was getting the rest of the systems back online, rebooting and making adjustments as needed. Both were waiting word from Duo, who had gone out to stop by the hospital to check on Heero's status and to grab them all some food. The state of their friend, the one that had been so willing to sacrifice himself for this peace, was in all of their minds and none could seem to be able to feel any ease without confirmation of his status.

"This is 02 calling in regarding the state of 01."

Trowa moved quickly to secure the line to the channel that they had been using during the wars, not quite sure why Duo would be using the code names that were given to them by OZ.

"Duo, what's going on?"

"He's missing. No one here at the hospital knows where he is, and the last nurse who checked on him said that he was still out cold. His injuries, or what the nurse could tell me of, would make it impossible for even him to walk out of here unnoticed. If this wasn't Heero, they wouldn't even be alive right now."

"Anything on security?"

"Nothing. It seems like this was planned very well, down to the very minute details. "

"Understood. Is there any other information you can pass over?"

"None."

"See if you can find anything that they may have missed, and check every half hour. It may be that there are those who know of our identities and are targeting us."

"Will do. Duo out."

"Relena is giving her speech to the mass public," Quatre said over his shoulder. "Do you think he could be where she is?"

"You heard Duo, he's not even strong enough to be up, much less guarding the Vice Foreign Minister while she calms the crowd."

"Heero's surprised us before in even worse conditions, I wouldn't be surprised."

Trowa and Quatre shared a look before each turned to their own tasks, the disappearance of the pilot of Wing Zero rolling around in their minds. All of them knew that if Heero didn't want to be found, he wouldn't be, no matter how hard they worked to look for him. And so with that thought in mind, they put their whole attention to getting the mess cleaned up from the most recent battle.