Sorry for the long wait, I had major writers block. Thank you to those who reviewed! Please enjoy!

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Ashley sat at the table with the three boys, plus a woman with darkish hair who was introduced as Noin that had joined them. She just stared at them in silence, still trying to wrap her mind around what they had just told her.

"I'm…(dare she say it?)…when?" She asked uncertainly.

"A.C. 200." Quatre answered gently.

"No, it's A.C. 75. At least to me."

"Then that means that you're in the future."

"Yeah, like that's what happened. The only time things like that happen to regular people like me is in old science-fiction novels."

"So have you considered the possibility that you're in one?" Noin asked with a minor quirk of her lips.

"Yes, actually. Which just goes to show how twisted I am."

"But you still don't believe us." Trowa said.

"Damn straight. Would you believe you in my situation? I'm still on the belief that that scientist is messing with my mind by using drugs or something."

"Why would you specifically be in that position if you're just a 'regular person'?" Wufei asked. Ashley shrugged.

"Any number of reasons. People disappear all the time, some get kidnapped by the government, others recruited by the different military factions, some just get knocked off if they get annoying enough or some military guy is in a bad mood. It happens everyday." The four of them sighed at the calmness with which she spoke of that.

"Well, until we decide what to do with you or we find out why exactly you were brought to this time, we're just going to have to let you stay with us." Ashley let her head drop to the table.

"Great. Just great. And I thought I was finally safe." She muttered almost soft enough for it to not be heard. So of course they heard it.

"Safe from what?" Noin asked. Her head snapped up in mild surprise, which she covered quickly.

"It's nothing you need to worry about. Especially if this is the future." She said quickly. They all looked at her skeptically, but let the subject drop. Noin held out her hand.

"C'mon, I'll show you to a room, and we'll see if we can't get you a few sets of clothes."

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All Zechs, Heero, and Treize could do was stare at the twin duplicates of the scientist Venivici, both of who were excitedly talking about that blasted time machine of theirs. Treize cleared his throat loudly, and they both stopped talking.

"Let me see if I understand this. You" He pointed to the Venivici who had appeared on the battlefield(we'll call him V1) "Are from this day, but a completely different timeline, one in which OZ had been defeated and there was a so called peace." V1 nodded eagerly. "And how is it exactly that the girl you brought back with you was so important?"

"Oh, not specifically her, but a descendant of hers was instrumental in the breakdown of OZ. I was only supposed to get rid of him, but unfortunately I made a slight miscalculation and went back a little too far. I thought all was lost until I saw that girl and made the connection, so I brought her back instead."

"Why didn't you simply kill her?" Heero asked. Both Professors looked absolutely mortified at the thought.

"Commander! How could you say such a thing! I'm a scientist, not a murderer!"

"But if she ever hears about this, or if the Rebellion ever hears about this, they may try to get her back to her time. She has now become a liability, and will have to be eliminated." Both Professors fainted from hearing such cold words, and the three OZ officers just sighed. Treize turned to Lieutenant Hilde, who was standing in the shadows, ready to do what he commanded when he needed her.

"Lieutenant, I don't want anything that has been said in this room to leave here. Furthermore, no one is allowed access in here without my express permission."

"I will see to it sir." She disappeared without a sound to do his bidding, and Treize turned to his subordinates.

"It seems as though we should find this girl. I want her alive, it would be interesting to have a little chat with her."

"She will probably be taken to their base, which we still haven't been able to locate." Zechs said.

"She can't stay there all the time, have our scouts keep a look out for her, and to apprehend if they can."

"What if she resists?"

"Take appropriate measures, but I want her alive if possible." Zechs and Heero snapped off a crisp salute and left the room. Treize gazed at the still unconscious scientists, wondering how that one person V1 had wanted to get rid of made such a difference.

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Heero entered his room and shut the door, shrugging out of his uniform jacket and hung it up in the closet, then took off his boots and pants, putting them away neatly. He turned the shower on and let the water run through his hair, down his body and hit the floor. He stood there, letting the days tension wash away with the water.

He stepped out of the shower exactly fifteen minutes later and dried off, wrapping a towel around his waist as he exited his bathroom and began getting ready for sleep.

A knock came at his door, and he answered it still in his towel. His personal secretary was on the other side, holding a manila folder that she held out to him.

"Here's the information that you requested sir." She said. He took it from her without a word, and she turned and walked away, her eyes never once straying from his face. Heero knew that people considered him handsome, gorgeous even, and he admired the young woman for being so disciplined where most others would have fainted dead away. She was about his age to, and fairly attractive. He stopped himself from going any further. Romantic involvement of any kind was a distraction to the mission, and for him the mission was all there was. He sat at his desk and opened the folder to find an old police report, plus a birth certificate and school transcripts.

Name: Ashley Larsen

Age: 20 at last sighting

Birth date: April 10, A.C. 55

Height: 5' 6"

Weight: 135 lbs

Education: High School diploma, AA degree from City College.

Notes: Ms. Larsen is known by friends to be outgoing, energetic, fun to be around, and trustworthy. Is liked by most everyone and has no enemies or anyone with a motive to kidnap and or kill. Is outspoken about her ideals, but nothing that would normally anger anyone. Said to be 'stubborn as all hell', and on occasion a practical joker. A well rounded girl who likes music and art, and wants to be a teacher. Parents are deceased, no known relatives, friends reported her missing.

And that was it. Heero knew that at that point in history, lots of people had gone missing, some by the government and some by the military, and that it had been almost impossible to find anyone. He shook his head. The things people do when left to their own devices. He was now more convinced than ever that he had made the right choice in joining OZ instead of destroying it. If only he could convince the others of that.

He closed the folder, put on his pajamas, climbed in bed and hoped that he wouldn't dream of that girl tonight.

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