Sorry about the wait. I had writer's block and I finally broke it. So, sorry for the trouble and hope you like it. Oh, and at the end of the last chapter, it's "Mission Accepted." sorry about that. And thank you Sakura and Becky Yuy for pointing that out.

The terrorists were holding Relena in an abandoned, heavily damaged building way out in the woods. Heero stared at the building, carefully taking in every detail. It had been several stories high, completely square shaped.

What do you know about this place?

(Not much. It used to belong to pretty good mechanical company, but it was destroyed in an accident a few months ago.)

Heero thought over his plan. If he kept quiet, there should be no reason it wouldn't work. But what he wouldn't do for Duo, or one of the other pilots. He sighed quietly through his nose and jumped out of the tree he was watching from. He landed in a bush at the base of the tree and went into a crouch.

"What was that?" Heero turned to see two men working their way through the underbrush. He leaned against the tree and watched as the two men crept closer, poking in the bushes.

"I didn't hear anything." The second guard's voice was deeper.

"I know I heard something, Mark. In the bushes over there."

"Something in the bushes? It's probably just an animal, John."

The two passed Heero and he stepped out behind them. There were two fleshy thuds and the two men fell. Heero dragged them into the bushes and undressed the smaller of the two. He pulled on the uniform and grabbed the pocket knife he'd found on his dresser.

(What're you doing?) Heero stiffened at the voice. It had been quiet through all of Heero's work.

Getting over that wall. Heero slashed the uniform on his arms, legs and across the chest.

(Why're you cutting up the uniform?)

Heero didn't answer and dug through the small bag he'd brought. Several small packages came up and Heero rubbed it into his uniform, skin around the cuts and a little on his face. Last, he strapped the bag he'd brought in place of the guard's bag around his waist.

(It looks like you were attacked. So how are you going to explain the other guy? There were no gunshots.)

They can't be sure. Silencers and things like that can make it hard. And they don't know for sure where we were. Heero started through the bushes towards the main gate. Let's hope I really am, 'The Perfect Actor'.

The voice chuckled as Heero put a heavy stagger in his walk. He stumbled out of the bushes and into the complex wall.

"Who's there?" A man stepped out with a big gun pointed at Heero.

"T-there was a-an attack." Heero sagged to the ground.

"What happened?"

"We-we were attacked in the woods. J-John's back th-there." Heero watched as the man issued orders for several men to go check. At the same time, two other men moved forward to help Heero to his feet. They helped him limp through the gate towards the main building.

"Finally, some action." The men on Heero's right was younger.

"Don't get excited. It's not all great." The other man had brown hair that was beginning to gray.

(It worked? Wow.) Heero worked hard not to glare.

Of course if worked. I thought it up.

(No arrogance here, eh?)

"You're kinda young. Too bad about your friend." Heero looked around at the older man. "How'd you make it in at your age."

(Busted!)

"I'm j-just good with a gun." Heero barely remembered to put the pain of his injuries into his voice.

The older man nodded and Heero could feel the voice sag with relief. (Too close.)

The two men helped Heero up the front steps and through the door. Just as they entered, sirens sounded behind them.

"An intruder." The older man glanced over his shoulder and pulled Heero's arm off his shoulder.

(Oh. We are so dead.)

Just stay quiet. Heero leaned on the remaining soldier's shoulder.

"The guy that killed the other guard. You say his name was John?"

Another guard suddenly stuck his head out a side door and glanced around. He caught sight of the three of them and stepped out. A big M-16 was slung over his shoulder.

"Just got a radio from the gate. Said they found two men by the wall, both knocked out cold, and one without his clothes."

"Without-? Him!" The older of the two soldiers spun to see his friend on the ground and an absence of Heero.

Heero leaned against the wall of a spare room, listening to the shouts and passing soldiers.

(You do have a deal with Death, don't you?)

Yeah. Heero glanced around the room and smirked when he saw a vent near the roof. We're goin' in the vents.

There was a mental sigh and Heero crept across the room. He grabbed the vent and pulled it out with a loud creaking. There was silence for a minute and Heero jumped into the vent.

(Do you have any idea where she is?) The voice had automatically dropped to a whisper. ('cause I'm gonna take a leap and say you've done this before.)

No. I've no idea where she is. Heero shook his head as his voice sighed. But I have a guess at how to find her.

Twenty minutes later and after searching forty-three vents Heero stopped. Below him he could se into a large hallway where two guards stood with their guns. Just as he backed away he felt the vent tip and he fell on his side.

"What was that?"

Heero's loud swear was heard only by his voice. How did you get in control!

(I don't know! Take it back.) There was a moment of silence while the two guards talked. (Did it work?)

No. Heero growled and began thinking. You'll have to do it.

(What! I don't know how. I'll just get us both killed!)

Shut up. Just turn around and crawl, like I was, back to the fork in the vents. The voice slowly took a deep breath and began to crawl back down the vents.

(Lucky for us, those guards are videogame guards and therefore stupid.)

No, they're more alert now. Get out the gun from your bag.

Heero froze at the vent fork. (I'm not killing anyone.)

Even if your dad does it?

(I'm still not going to kill them.)

Fine. Get it out anyway.

His voice nodded and did as it was told.