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Trowa slipped into Quatre's office, silently closing the door behind him and sitting in one of the chairs. He waited for the blonde to finish with what he was working on and acknowledge him before he spoke.

"So what do you make of her?" He asked. Quatre leaned back in his chair and stared up at the ceiling, his arms behind his head.

"If she's a spy," He said, answering the silent question "then they did a damn good job of brainwashing her. But I doubt it. She was completely, totally, and sincerely surprised when we told her what year it is. And despite the front that she's putting up, she's quite scared."

"So it's highly unlikely that she's a spy?"

"Yes. Do we have any information on her?" Trowa slid the folder across the desk.

"Just an old police report." Quatre opened the folder and read the same report that Heero had. He sighed and rubbed his good eye.

"At least we know that she's from that time period."

"It could still be forged." Quatre shook his head.

"I doubt it. Her feelings were too sincere, and she honestly knows nothing about this time. Did you see that blank stare on her face when we mentioned OZ? And that scientist said that with her here OZ was brought back." Trowa nodded.

"We still need to be careful." He said. Quatre smiled.

"Well duh. We'll let her know what sections to stay out of and keep a watch on her. Where is she right now?"

"Noin gave her a room, she said that she was tired. She locked the door, and we've got surveillance cameras in the hall." Quatre nodded, and they turned to planning their next strike against OZ.

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Ashley tossed and turned on her bunk, desperately trying to find a comfortable position to get some sleep. She was exhausted, but her body refused to calm down. She finally gave an exasperated sigh and threw off her covers, walking around the room. Her bare feet made small slapping sounds on the cold tile. As she paced she racked her brain for what could be bothering her. Well, she tried to find something other than what had happened to her today at least. Though she still wasn't quite convinced that all of this was happening. She had been hoping that she would get some sleep, then wake up back home and find that all of this had been a really weird dream. And if that didn't happen, then she was more inclined to believe that she had actually gone crazy and that all of this was still in her head. In case you hadn't noticed, she wasn't quite ready to accept that this might be real.

Ashley sighed and banged the back of her head against the wall in frustration. What if it was all true? She hadn't even really considered that. But how was she so important in the future? She wasn't even all that important in her own time, the only people that she had to worry about were the ones that had killed her parents, since they were known to go after family members as well. It looked like she would just have to take things as they came, and if she started to see pink dancing elephants then she would know for a fact that she had gone crazy.

Well, since she wasn't getting any sleep tonight, she figured that she might as well do a meditation ritual. She rummaged in her shoulder bag which, miraculously, had managed not to lose any of its contents, and pulled out the candles that she had bought just before getting grabbed by Venivici. She had six, but she smiled a little when she saw that they had been broken in one of her falls. Still usable, if one didn't mind really small candles. It was only the wax that had broken, the pieces were still attached by the string, so she used her pocket knife to cut through the string and even out the wax. Hours of boredom and endless patience had given her this skill, so she was able to do so fairly quickly. She placed twelve of the pieces in a circle and put the rest back in her bag. She then began lighting them, starting with where she guessed North was by using the compass on her watch. She breathed deeply, slowly, letting her body and mind relax before letting the events from the day roll around in her mind and finally asking the question burning through her skull. What the hell was she doing here?

She opened her eyes slowly, as though they were heavy, and watched as she seemed to fly through time and space, everything a blur. When she stopped she stared in amazement, for there in front of her, as though there was nothing wrong, were the four guys that she had met today; the three that were helping her, and the one that had threatened to kill her. But what was weird was they were all wearing the same jacket, almost like a uniform, and were laughing as though they were friends. Quatre didn't have the eye patch, Wufei and Heero didn't seem as uptight, and Trowa was reading a book, with the occasional chuckle at what his friends were joking about. A boy their age ran in and hid behind Heero, and he had the longest hair that she had ever seen on anyone, even her older sister. It was a deep chocolate brown and pulled back in a braid. Heero looked at the boy, a slightly annoyed yet amused look on his face as a girl with short, bluish black hair came running in, looking very pissed off. Ashley could only guess that they boy with the braid was the cause of the girls anger, and she almost felt sorry for the boy. He looked straight into Ashley's eyes, and though he showed no sign of having seen her, she stared back incredulously. His eyes were a deep blue violet, the same as hers.

There was a knocking at her door, and with a great rush she was back in her cell, the candles now little puddles of wax on the floor. She was sweating, and breathing heavily, but she stood up any way on shaky legs and pulled open the door. Noin took one look at her and instantly knew that some thing had happened.

"Ashley, what happened? Are you all right?" She asked as she steered Ashley towards the bed and made her sit on it.

"I'm fine. It's just…I'm fine." She said and gave a small, weak smile. From the look on Noins face it was obvious that she didn't believe her.

"Why are there wax puddles on the floor?" She asked.

"I was meditating. And then I saw…I saw…Hell, I don't know what I saw." They sat quietly while Ashley got control of her breathing. "Noin, can you tell me about the recent history? Like, how Quatre and them became so important when they're my age?" She finally asked. Noin sighed.

"The Alliance didn't exist in your time, right?"

"The who?"

"The Alliance military. If I remember right, they were created around A.C.130, and they were supposed to simply stop all the nations from fighting each other. Which they did, but then they became what everyone hated: a dictatorship. They took complete control of the governments, limited communication, stopped supplies from reaching those that needed them."

"Basically what I live with everyday, but with one military in charge instead of several fighting for control."

"Right. Anyway, about 25 years ago a colony leader who was advocating peace was assassinated by OZ, a secret organization within the Alliance that took control after the Gundams were sent down to Earth five years ago to get revenge for the leaders death. They were piloted by Quatre, Trowa, Wufei, and Heero."

"Heero's the one that wanted to kill me, right?" Noin nodded, and Ashley sat there silently while she sorted everything out in her head.

"So he started out as one of the good guys. What made him change?" Noin shrugged.

"No one's really sure, not even the other pilots. All he would say was that since there was no one to unify the people, then OZ was correct. Any other questions?" Ashley nodded.

"Just one for now. Where can I get something to eat?"

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