Chapter 7:

Discussions and Business

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"I think we need to talk...It's better to talk about it than to keep it to yourself...Like our childhood, why don't you tell me about yourself as a twerp? I'll tell you about my life first, to get it over with, and I want to tell someone, someone I guess will understand...That ok?" She asked him, looking at her friend with a half hearted smile. He was laid out on the couch, with the dog lying on his leg that wasn't hurt, and he was facing Jessy who was propped in the large chair diagonal from the couch.

"Yeah, yours will be interesting I can tell, so do tell, do tell..." He persuaded her, and she nodded.

"You know, you're the first person EVER to know anything before my days at the base...Well I was one of the people who are born to live tough or drugged, since I was born to a drug addict mom and an abusive father, Kai was seven and a half yrs older than myself...When I was five I had the common sense of a regular nine yr old, and I ran away from home. But Kai was thirteen, and he lived at a military academy, he called an orphanage and I was token in...Life there was pretty good, not what I liked, it was boring and I was never one that was relished in attention or love, so I hated the place...Once I got sick enough of the place, I ran away again, this time at the age of eight and a half...I hadn't heard nothing from Kai, and I didn't care, I was free...That's when I ran into a gang, while one day I was out stealing...I figured the dude with yellow eyes who was their leader, would kill me, but the whole gang of twenty decided they'd keep me...Jaguar, was like a father or a brother to me, Chi was his girl, she was like my sister, both were the parental figures of those days..." Jessy stopped momentarily to catch her breath while Duo only kept silent.

"The gang was my family, they taught me everything you need to know to live on the streets...By the time I was twelve, I had the brains of Sis who was a scholar, the street wise, brawn, and attitude of Jag, who had lived on the streets for fifteen years. I had the grace, speed, and agility of Chi, I knew martial arts, I knew how to kill, how to live, steal, lie, ect...I was given the nickname Demoness, and I tattooed my name on my stomach, a tattoo showed your loyalty and name for the gang. Well recently the gangs round our area had become restless and agitated because of the war threats and rants. It became so bad that you needed two guns or knives of you at all times, or you'd be trash for the other gangs. By the time I was twelve and a half, only Jag and myself were still alive in our gang...But that changed when Jag got caught in the middle of 'The Wolves' ' raid, he was shot three times in the chest, killing him. I had happened to follow behind him a block or so, and I found my leader dead, in a large pool of his still warm blood...I then vowed to stop the war, put an end to the madness...Well I was feared by the other gangs, after Jag's death, I killed fifteen others alone, so I was never taunted or looked at twice, they knew better than to mess with me...But soon all the means of food had disappeared and I turned to the orphanage for food, and they rejected me, fearful of me for my reputation...They called Kai on me, not even believing I was the same Jessy they had token in seven years before...That's when base began, and I don't want to relive that...Now its your turn!" She sighed heavily, glad to tell someone of her cherished and lost childhood.

"...Wow, I never could have imagined that about you, here I thought you were a laid back sister of an Oz, who got dragged in when your parents were killed...I was wrong." He admitted his error, and smirked at his stupid thinking.

"HA! Far from it, so what about you? Orphan like me I am sure...But, I'm guessing you were a softy for affection, am I right?" She asked deviously.

"Have to admit, let me tell you the whole thing..." So Duo began to tell his long kept secret childhood to his friend. "I don't remember my parents, I guess I was one and a half when I got orphaned, ending up in the Maxwell Church..." Jessy looked quite stunned by the revelation of the Maxwell Church, but didn't say a word. "That's where I grew up, that was my shelter, but I was still a street rat...Myself and a few of my closest pal Solo, were trouble makers for the church. You were right about my loving attention, especially from Sister Helena and Father Maxwell...Solo, who was four years older than myself, and sister Helena gave me my name. Well my life as just 'Duo' stopped and turned Shinigami when Solo had gotten really sick by a virus, and we couldn't afford the expensive antidote, so I was forced to go find it and steal it, which I didn't mind...When I finally returned to the church after a whole two days of looking for the medicine, I found only ruble and ashes. I was the only survivor of the accident, if you can call me being on the other side of town, being a survivor of the accident...I was forced to live on my own till I was ten, when a scientist got me, his name was Dr. G, nothing else...He turned my already keen grace and fighting ability along with my pent up anger and frustration as his weapon, teaching me to pilot Mobile Suits and thus I became Shinigami, 02, the pilot of DeathScythe Hell." He took deep breaths to calm himself, he had become shaky, his voice was wavering and he was glad to be over with it.

"Man...Tough, I wouldn't have survived a mental crash down like that, I was always an emotional softy back in my childhood with Jag...But when he died I became hard, resentful, reserved...At the base, I didn't open up, I shut closed, but I became carefree in a way, not having to worry about someone trying to kill me everyday..." She sighed the fact she was stupid to have been at the base, when the realization hit her. "Why did you leave? I mean the others, why did you leave them?" She asked, noting the wave of sadness and resentment that fled through his body.

"Why should I stay? They hate me, and don't want me around, so I did as they wanted, I left! To them I was a tool of battle, and a lag on, and they couldn't handle me no more, and I left!" He clarified the issue for her, which she gave him a shake of the head.

"That's not true...Sally told me they've been searching high and low for you since you left..." She told him, and he looked at her in disbelief.

"If they want to find me, its because they think I've been captured, or they want to find me before then so I don't spill on them..."

"I doubt, why'd they stay out till 5 in the morn, and risk capture, to find a thought captive?" She asked him, noting his seething anger starting to drift.

"To kill me, they don't want me to spill...Why else?" He asked, now depressed by the topic of once thought friends.

"They care, maybe...SHIT! I got to hurry, I got fifteen minutes! Shit, Shit, Shit!" She panicked, realizing she was going to be late for work. She ran to her room to change into he night attire.

"I don't believe that!" Duo called to her, as she rushed about, trying to get ready for work. When Jessy finally emerged from the bedroom a few minutes later, she was in a very revealing attire, showing her muscles and feminine features. Her leather pants had silver buttons along the seams, the leather a perfect smooth black, clinging to her muscular legs. The black shirt long sleeved shirt had a silver dragon on the chest, and a leather vest was being pulled right after her black boots. She pulled a fifty dollar bill out of her wallet which she placed the small accessory back into her back pocket a moment later.

"Here's fifty dollars for you to get food or what ever...Order a pizza or Chinese food, I don't care, there's a grocery and convenience store two blocks to the east of here, keep straight, can't miss it...I got to go! Bye!" She said hurriedly after righting her cell phone number down for him on a scrap of paper.

Duo shook his head, and just rested on the couch with the dog now lying in the chair, Jessy had occupied only minutes before.

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Jessy fumbled with the keys and started the ignition, being greeted by her loud stereo system...It was on a radical guitar solo, and she would have thought it amusing if she had the time. She hurried out into the street, which was quite occupied, as it was a Friday evening. The car she drove was a rare sight, a light glistening violet color, but that wasn't what was rare, the type of car. The demon of the road, own by few in America, a rare jewel in car collector's eyes, a Lamborghini Diablo SV.

As she neared her destination, she noticed a black escalade ahead of her, that just so happened to be on her side of the road! "WATCH WHAT YOU'RE FUCKING DOING!" She yelled at the drive, who had swerved silently, and missed the collision by a few mere seconds. Soon after, she arrived in the lightly populated bar, of course it wasn't pumped yet, as most customers didn't arrive till well after dark, and the sun had just started to set.

She parked right in front of the back entrance, where a tall, large, and muscular man in his mid twenties rested contently. His form sitting on a stool, apparently guarding the entrance, and he was doing a good job. Jessy smiled widely as she neared the man, whose platinum mo-hawk was an unusual site for most. "Hi Sam! Marty pulling his wee hair out yet?" She asked teasingly about her boss.

"Not anymore, he resorted to just pacin' since he can't git a good 'old of his greasy hair!" The man joked, and asked a question to his co-worker. "What you so 'appy bout today? I thought ye' would still be upset bout this morn!" He told her, referring to the incident where she had resolved the fight.

"Nope, my friend came for a visit, and I am in a good mood pal! You got to come in later when you switch, could use the help and company...I better get to Marty before he starts throwing things..." She told Sam, who nodded and watched her retreat inside the establishment. Once inside, she turned to her right down a small hallway, and headed for a door when a tall sculpted man with flaming red hair, gelled and spiked came rushing to her.

"Your here! Damn I was going to send Rus after you, if you were gone to much longer!" The man said with a hint of sarcasm, which made Jessy smirk.

"I am only fifteen minutes late! What you all up tight about anyway Mars?" She asked, using his nickname.

"Old friends from the military are coming tonight, and I promised my best worker, to be here! I need you to help Lee tend bar, and you got to make sure no fights or anything ensue, I want my old pals to enjoy themselves!" Jessy rolled her eyes and almost snorted, she hated Marty's old 'pals', the memory of the last unfortunate fool lingered in her memory.

"Marty, if one of those stuck up fuckers tries anything, they won't make it out of this place without something missing..." She told him, and he nodded in acknowledgement, remembering his old friend who was lucky to get out with only a few missing teeth and broken pride.

"I know, poor Johnny still won't even look at me...Forgetting the past, you need to work! I'll pay you an extra fifty for bar tending..." Jessy nodded and sauntered off to the bar, and starting serving the few people drinks.

A few hours had past, and the bar was filled with people, filtering back and forth from the club above the bar. Marty's friends had just walked in, led by an older male, obviously their leader, a colonel or general. "What can I get you soldiers to drink?" She asked in her fake 'friendly waitress' tone.

"Ten beers, two bottles of your best Vodka, and a margarita for Jim Bo!" One of the other said, obviously a lieutenant, since he was sitting right beside the oldest one. Jessy had the eyes and experience to tell her this easily. She nodded and rushed to get the eleven men their drinks. She returned shortly with the said drinks and tried being nice all the while, even though she was getting quite a number of stares.

"Here you go...Keep your hands to yourself!" She snapped the last out, as she felt the presence of a hand inching toward her, and the lesser snapped his hand back as if it had been burned. "I was a militant once...I don't take kindly to a lower, trying to take advantage, or I will get brash..." She explained to the man who had sunk into his seat, but still tried to look dignified. He nodded quickly as all watched her leave back to the bar, for a break. "Damn fools..." She muttered to herself, when she realized their was a Chinese sitting uncomfortably beside her. "What's got you fidgeting?" She asked, and he looked quite surprised, but the look was soon gone as he gave her a glare.

"Nothing..." He said quickly, trying to sound monotone, but faltering slightly.

"What do you want to order? Soda or drink? Need a light?" She asked, as she seen him pull a cigarette out of the pack, and look for a lighter. He nodded and she whipped a small lighter from her vest pocket and lighted the cigarette for him. Wufei then proceeded in thanking her, even if it wasn't what he most wanted to do. He nodded his head in approval, and Jessy smirked at him. "You never answered me, you're to quiet, but I will get you something anyways, on me!" She proclaimed as she walked behind the bar, pulling out two cans of Pepsi. "Here..." She placed one on front of the Chinese, who smirked at her gesture.

"Thanks." He managed, and watched the girl intently as she continued to talk to him.

"What's your name? I'm Jessy Heniki, manager of this joint, but Mars stuck me helping at the bar tonight..." She asked, starting to light a cigarette of her own.

"Chang Wufei...Just waiting for some one here..." He told her, in a monotone like voice. Jessy acknowledged the way he made his comment and realized how slutty she must be acting.

"Damn, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to act as if I was coming on to you or anything! Fuck, I didn't even realize I was doing the three main things a prostitute would do! I ain't like that usually, my friend whose for a visit got me in a good mood tonight, sorry again!" She explained hurriedly, till the revelation sunk in on his name.

"Alright, I didn't heed you in that way, sorry." She just managed to get the last fragment/word out without faltering, he wasn't used to forced and fake apologies and even true ones. That was when Jessy finally realized she was talking to Chang Wufei, 05, the gundam pilot.

"Sorry, but I got to get back to work...Later!" She explained as she walked over to the eleven militants who were signaling for her to come back over and get them some more beers. "Alright! Hold on..." She called to them and she returned to them with ten new beers, and scurried off to drop the ten old ones, that were tinged in their filthy slime.(figure of speech)

Thirty minutes had passed and Jessy was busy tending to the many people who came to the bar, but managed to keep an eye on Wufei. That was until her knife that was in her right boot started to twist and pose a odd sensation through her body, and she reached down to fix the problem. She would soon be glad she had her knife as well as pistol, (which was strapped to her left boot, since she's left handed) as well. When she rose from her crouch, she looked around for the stoic onyx eyed gundam pilot, and found him, as well as the militants gone.

She became a little edgy, because she hadn't known if the militants were Oz or Preventors, but she now had the gut filling they were Oz, and Wufei was in trouble. And all to soon, she heard a shout from outside, an accented one. 'Fuck, not again!' She thought to herself as she grabbed the gun and stuffed it in the brim of her pants behind her back, for an easier access. She was to late though, by the time she had figured they were on the west side, she couldn't find them...

She hurried about, searching for the whole group of militants, and the gundam pilot, who couldn't be located. Jessy turned down the alleyway beside the bar, and found the same soldier who she had snapped at for trying to touch her, lying in a pool of his own blood, dead. She smirked, 05 hadn't gone down without a fight, but apparently they had injured him well, since he path to follow was the rythmatic splatters of blood on the gray concrete.

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Back at the apartment, Duo was bored out of his mind, and kept starring at the fifty dollars on the coffee table. Suddenly the dog whined, which snapped him from his trance. "What is it Naomi?" He asked playfully to the dog, who jumped up, and ran to the kitchen, apparently implying food. "O, you're hungry too, huh?" He asked, and the dog barked insistently at him.

Finally finding the food for her, he emptied it in a large cooking pot that he seen lying on the table, figuring he'd wash it up later. He then proceeded to search for his own dinner, which was easier said than done. After ten minutes of searching for something to satisfy his hunger, he decided to order pizza. He picked up the phone and dialed the number that was scribbled on a note pad beside the phone, labeled PIZZAPLACE.

Soon he had fount himself waiting impatiently for the pizzas to arrive, when the phone rang. Duo was a little skeptical to answer it, but decided it may be important, so he picked it up. "Hello?" He asked, expecting someone other than Jessy.

"Duo, thank god you answered! Wufei came to the bar, and..." She was cut off by a startled Duo.

"What!?!" He said quizzically, unbelieving, and heard the panting Jessy continue.

"And he was captured by some Ozzies...I found a dead ozzie, and a trail of blood, I am on my way now to pick you up, so be ready, it'll be any minute!" She told him, and he hurriedly responded.

"Ya sure? Ok, what ever!" With that they both hung up, and Duo rushed to put on his boots and pulled the leather coat that Jessy had left for him, on. He sat outside on the sidewalk, waiting for his friend to arrive. When a flash of purple, that soon materialized as a sleek car pulled up to him, he was token aback. "Jessy?" He asked dumbfounded, he was looking at a car, he had only dreamed about.

"Get in!" She shouted, and he complied quickly, jumping into the passenger side with out little objection. Soon she began to give him more details of her past two hours at work, the discovery of Wufei's identity, the disappearance, and the blood trail. When they arrived back at the bar, the door guard with the blonde Mo-hawk rushed to her.

"Demon! Those soldiers are down 'n da basement...I thought you'd like to know, Marty ain't 'ere so ye' gotta go clear 'em out..." He told her, his Irish accent put to the test, as he tried to tell her as plainly as he could the details. "They rushed down dar' and cleared the few of us dat were dar' out, and they had a Chi 'ese with dem...I think he was shot of somethin', two of 'em were 'olding him up, and he won't lookin' to good when I saw him." He told the girl and her partner, who both were a little edgy at the mention of the captive.

"Damn, I didn't think they shot him...Duo, does he often get in these situations?" She asked the silent and shocked male.

"Not usually to Wu...He usually manages to not get caught, but I guess they surprised him...What ya going to do Jessy?" He asked, he was worried for Wufei, apparently he did care for the stuck up Chinese, and after his talk with Jessy, maybe the Chinese cared for him too.

"02, we got a mission! 00 and 02 must go on a seek and retrieve mission, object of retrieval is 05, who is wounded and guarded by possibly up to eleven Oz..." She said monotonly, making Duo roll his eyes at the mission layout. "Kay? So we got to find Fei, who is guarded by at least three armed men, and up to all eleven. Here..." She handed two pistols to Duo, who looked at her surprisingly. "What? Their spares!" She explained, loading her own 9mm's with fresh ammo. Duo could only smirk.

"Nothing...You gave me the old ones..." He teased, and followed her down into the bowels of the establishment, to the stairwell that led down to the basement. They had left Sam, who had walked away after relaying the news to his boss.

"There is two men on the other side of the door..." She explained, and got a nod of approval from Duo. With that gesture, Jessy kicked the door in, and succeeded in surprising both armed soldiers, and even knocking one off balance. Both gunned Oz were taken down quickly, and Jessy continued quickly down the stairwell, followed by a limping Duo.(remember Duo still is banged up from the wreck!)

"How we going in?" He asked, and received a shrugged, which mean a quick and reckless infiltration. "k." He obliged, all but expecting the answer. At the end of the cramp stairwell they came to a locked door, and Jessy knocked on it, just to humor herself. When someone actually just opened the door, both pilots jumped inside, and knocked one of the offending men out cold. They had startled the whole group, which actually consisted of more than the supposed nine men, in fact it was near twenty seen men in the basement, and countless hidden ones. There was no sight of Wufei, which meant he was in one of the three rooms that were part of the basement.

"FUCK!" She cried in horror, and started to shoot the onward moving men, and both intruding, savior pilots succeeded in taking down ten men. Till they came to the horrifying realization that they weren't going to have enough ammunition for the job. Jessy did a stupid move, she quickly jumped to her knees, and fount herself three new guns from down Ozzies. She threw Duo one, and quickly got up, being grazed on the right forearm by a bullet. "Shit!" She said startled, but soon continued to shoot down officers, till she seen one of the doors open. "Keep them off me!" She managed to tell Duo, as she headed at breakneck speed for the door. She managed to get inside, as soon as it closed, and fount she was in another large room, but this one had only two men in it, one of which was the General she had served earlier.

"O my...The waitress is the one causing the disturbance...I see the slut is a member of the Preventors..." The man said, emphasizing his use of words. This made Jessy loath the man more, and she quickly disposed of the offending officer, that tried to shoot her.

"Fucker..." She said, lashing out at the General, who quickly disposed of both pistols. "Shit!" She snarled and tried a second time, but this time she had he concealed knife.

"You don't give up!" He told her, but she managed to evade the punch, but lost the still closed blade, which clattered to the floor. "Naughty girl!" The man teased, playing with her raging anger.

"Fuck you!" Jessy yelled at him, before delivering a devastating strike to the temple, which rendered the man unconscious, she had found his weak point during the evasions. She then ran back out the room, and seen Duo had just cleared the men out of the main room, and was heading for her. He had a fresh gunshot wound to his bad leg, and it was bleeding quite profusely. "Stay here, I will find him...You need to keep lookout for me..." She explained and left to search the remaining rooms for the Chinese.

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Meanwhile, the other Gundam boys were searching nearby, and come to the realization that Oz was coming to be a little to active for their liking.

"They're getting agitated...I think they must realize we're in town, we better get back!" Quatre told the two silent ones, who nodded in agreement, and they hurried back to the safe house while discussing possibilities.

"Do you think either we're captured?" Trowa asked, while driving.

"Maybe, or they fount a good lead, that told them we were near..." Heero explained quickly, while looking about for Oz patrols.

"Wufei should be back at the Safe House by the time we get back...I hope he is, he said he'd only stay till midnight and try to get some information from that club..." Quatre was stopped when Heero butted in.

"You mean THATS where he went? Fuck...He must have realized it was that Oz girl too..." He explained to the two stumped listeners.

"But Duo seemed to come to the conclusion she was good...Why do you think she's still isn't?" Quatre asked, but he never received an answer when his attention was snapped into play when Trowa made a sharp turn. Soon finding the three back at the safe house.

"He's not here, the truck is still gone..." Trowa explained, and got a sigh of frustration from Quatre. "We can only wait and see." He stated to the other two, who nodded in agreement, and all went their separate ways to the bedrooms.

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O NO! Wufei captured? But Duo and Jessy to the rescue! The other G boys are in dismay at the fact their runaway friend is still missing, and now their honorable Chinese has disappeared. What will happen? Next chapter: Mission accomplished.

Don't worry I am on a roll, its 2:40 AM and I am on caffine high, so I will try and get another chapter done in the next few hours, this one only took three-four hours, give or take 30 minutes. I am on a roll!

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Authoress: *Smiles goofily at a dumbstruck Wufei* Sorry Wu-bear, I had to add a twist and a half to the story...

Wufei: ...onna...

Authoress:*pouts* O Fei-Fei is hurt, he has a girl wescue him, his pride is broke! (teasingly said) *suddenly smile again* Don't worry Wu-muffin, you gonna play an important role soon! You'll love me for it!

Wufei: ....I doubt seriously....

Heero: ....(Dumbstruck by whole ordeal)

Duo: He-chan you're so cute when you are at a lost for words!

Heero: *Blushes crimson* ....Hn...

Quatre: *Giggles innocently* Trowa is too...(He adds to Duo's comment)

Trowa: ....*also blushes brightly*

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