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Chapter Two: The Decision

After Heero convinced Relena that he was okay, a rather lengthy process he soon found, he climbed into his car and left, ignoring her calls for him to stay. He couldn't stay. In fact, he wasn't sure if being around her at all was a good idea anymore. Just how safe was her keeping her anyway? There weren't too many people left that wanted to see Relena's ideals demolished, and those who did were either imprisoned already or too helpless to do anything. There were to his knowledge, however, people who despised the Gundam pilots. People fueled by rage and vengeance. Soldiers and family members of deceased soldiers who lost everything after the war; who were so caught up in their own sorrow that they blindly lashed out at the Gundam's pilots, who most others called heroes. They blamed them for everything.

Quite convinced that he was more of a threat to her than anything, Heero began devising his plan. Something he was great at. It didn't take long and by the time he reached his apartment, he had all the details worked out. He'd take the first shuttle to L1 in the morning, and secure her safety. The further away he was, he assured himself, the better off she'd be.

Within an hour, his flight was secured, his luggage packed, and all traces of where he was going covered. And then, without a second thought, he left. Leaving no remnant of his existence behind.

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Relena didn't go to the office that day. After hearing that Heero had quit, she returned to her room and stayed there. She had no business trying to function in the real world today.

A few hours passed and she grew tired of starring out the window. No matter how long she stared, his car wasn't going to be in it's usual spot. He wouldn't be there. She let out a long sigh and slowly stood from the cushion on her bay window. She felt alone and abandoned, and it made her mad.

In the corner, on the opposite wall, there was a table and chair. In the chair was a tiny, worn out, brown teddy bear. She walked to the chair and lifted the bear up, starring at it. She thought about all the nights she had spent holding that bear, waiting for the person who gave it to her to return. It'd been a while since she'd felt the need to hug it…

Relena hurled the stuffed bear across the room and fell to her knees sobbing. Why had he left? Why all of a sudden? Had it been because she kissed him? Had she gone too far? Was it that big of a deal? Why did he leave her again? Just… why?

She didn't have the answers. Nothing made sense to her.

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Heero handed the woman standing at the counter his ticket and boarded his flight. Today, he was Travis Arrington. He'd change it again when he got to L1. He smirked. 'It feels like the old days…' That's how he used to do it then. When he was finished, not even the other pilots would be able to track him down. But, that's how it would have to be. For her.

It was a long flight, and he'd yet to get any sleep. He was a little afraid to, but the drowsiness was too intense. He hadn't slept in a long time. The engines lulled him to sleep as they took off into space.

For the first time in over a month and a half, Heero didn't have the same reoccurring nightmare. Instead, he had a new one.

Heero walked down a long, empty hall. There was nothing ahead of him and nothing behind. Just emptiness. He found himself smiling as he began hearing cries behind him, telling him to stop or slow down. It was her voice. She was running after him, but she wasn't catching up to him at all. The smile remained painted on his face as the voice grew faint, and he continued to walk forward.

After a sharp cry, the voice stopped and he looked to find her on the ground, crying and cradling her leg as if she'd fallen. She seemed closer now. He began to retrace his steps backwards to go and help, but he couldn't. As hard as he struggled, he couldn't make his legs move. He stood there, helplessly, watching her sob.

He then tried to call out to her. To get her to come to him, but he found his voice was gone. 'What the hell…' As he continued to grapple with himself, he noticed something creeping behind her. He tried to yell again, in vain. He couldn't warn her. The dark figure grinned devilishly and pulled out a pistol. 'NOOO!' He thrashed about, but he was stuck there. Powerless.

"Sir?" The flight attendant gently shook the sleeping Heero, who was squirming in his seat and yelling out, disturbing the other passengers. "Sir, are you alright?"

Heero's eyes shot open as he grabbed the woman's wrist. "Relena!"

The frightened flight attendant struggled to free her wrist. "Sir!"

Heero looked around at all the eyes starring at him and let go of the woman's wrist.

The woman jerked her hand away. "Sir…" she paused to catch her breath and compose herself. "We will be arriving soon. Please fasten your lap belt."

He sighed and did as he instructed. 'Just a dream?' He didn't understand. She was going to be safe now. So, why did he have this new nightmare? He'd done the right thing. The only thing. Right?

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End chapter two.

A bit short, but I limited myself a bit with that title. And, I didn't feel like dragging that out too far. That would just be silly. Oh well, it only means that I get to start a new chapter! n.n And, it should have a bit more length to it