Author's Note: I think the title should be a dead giveaway of what's going to happen but if no one can figure it out, just read and find out. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing

Warning: violence, some strong language

Save the Day

"What the hell is going on?" Duo muttered.

From their hiding place, Duo and Solo witnessed the rebels leaving the area for some reason. It didn't make sense, at least to Duo. Unless something else was happening…

Well, well, guess like Une was up to something. Well, no matter what it was, it was only a good thing for Duo. Waiting for the last of the rebels to disappear from sight, he nodded to his blond comrade who nodded back in agreement. Then the two dashed out, pressing themselves against the building's walls as they approached the back entrance. Hey, they weren't stupid enough to go through the front. That was something Heero would do.

And Duo was in no way that suicidal.

He let Solo inspect the door while he kept watch. Damn it, there was still a slight twinge of pain in his head. He was going to have to get it looked at when this was all over.

Solo gently opened the door and moved back, letting Duo spy out if the coast was clear. Confirming that there was no one about, he motioned for Solo to follow. Now, if his memory served him correctly, then the rocket would be set up on one of the upper floors, possible near the roof. It couldn't be on it as no images had confirmed that.

He headed for the stairs, Solo watching out for anybody that might decide to make an appearance. Once at the stairwell, Duo began climbing as quietly and as quickly as possible, Solo emulating his stealth as the best his abilities would allow. Stopping at the exit to the fifth floor, Duo opened it slightly and listened for anything that might indicate somebody was there.

Wherever there were people, the rocket was sure to be nearby.

However, he heard nothing so closed the door and started up to the sixth floor. He repeated the process for both the sixth and seventh floors before determining that the building may have been completely abandoned. If that was the case, then these guys were complete idiots!

So, he and Solo checked the entire seventh floor to find nothing. Alright, one floor down. Lets see what the others had too offer. He was positive that this was the building the rocket was being held. There had been one too many people guarding it before.

"Ya okay Kid?" Solo whispered.

Duo nodded, not bothering to answer. He wondered how Solo was taking this all. He seemed to be handling it well but then again they hadn't gotten into any fights yet. But Solo was used to sneaking around as well so he was probably in his element at the moment. Well, he'd have to see how Solo was after a fight.

It was on the sixth floor that they struck gold. There, just sitting in front of a window, aimed towards the center of L2, stood the lethal rocket. And to make matters even more laughable, there was no one about guarding it! But they could just be hiding after what happened to the last pair of guards so he shouldn't relax his guard yet. Secure the area first, disable the rocket, then he could get cocky.

In the distance, both the L2 natives could hear the beginning of battle. So the Preventers were moving in, eh? Risky move Une made. She was just lucky that he was here at the moment. Who knew when or if the rocket was going to be launched?

"I'm going in Solo," he whispered to his comrade. "I want you to stay out here and make sure nobody sneaks up. Okay?"

Solo nodded, tightening his hands on the pistol Duo had leant him. Turning away from his friend, he tiptoed into the room, eyes darting to and fro, trying to ferret out any threats that could be waiting to ambush him.

To his incredibility, there was no one here. Nothing. Zip. Nada. These people were complete morons! Knowing Solo had his back, he stole up to the rocket and rubbed his hands together. Now what was he suppose to do?

Damn it, why'd he have to hit his head again? Lets see, what happened last time? Okay…Trowa was the one doing everything…he opened up a panel…there it was, okay, he did he open it? There were screws…so he needed a screwdriver…did he even have one? What did Trowa do with his? He held it out and…he, Duo, took it! But then what did he do with it? Damn it, his brain was hurting. What did he do, what did he do, what did he do…

His eyes widened and he dug into a pocket, taking out the little tool Trowa had used earlier. Hot damn! He still had it! Okay, now down to business.

As quickly and gently as possible, be began to unscrew the panel. Okay, one screw…two screws…three…four! Okay, it was open—

"What the hell are you doing in here?"

Duo froze and slowly turned around. Damn it, how come he didn't hear the guy? He was huge! Wait a minute, he looked familiar. Crap, it was General Katsaris! And was that an M-16?! Why hadn't he shot him by now? The rocket! Of course, he didn't want to hit the rocket!

Duo didn't answer. He glared at his adversary who was eyeing him with fury.

"I'll ask again," Katsaris spoke, "what are you up to?"

An explosion was heard in the distance and Duo had the guts to smirk. "What the hell do you think I'm up to? Shouldn't it be obvious, dumbass?"

Katsaris' eyes narrowed. "Step away from the rocket, boy, and I just might not kill you."

"You think I'm that stupid?" Duo replied. "The only reason you haven't shot me yet is because of this little guy behind me. You don't want to hit it and risk letting the gas out. I'm staying right here where it's safe."

"Oh really?" Katsaris asked. "Well what about your little blond friend? He's laying just out here. What about him?"

Duo's eyes widened. Shit! He'd forgotten about Solo! Fury contorting his face, Duo raised his hands up in the universal sign of surrender and slowly stepped away from the rocket. Katsaris strolled up and examined the rocket with one eye, the other keeping watch on Duo.

Nodding to himself, he turned his full, undivided attention to the pilot. "I have to admit you surprised me. Now I know the reason for the attack. It was a distraction wasn't it?"

"Your guess is as good as mine," Duo stated.

"So, you knew nothing of this?" Katsaris questioned. "So this is one big coincidence? I don't think so." With out warning, he slammed the butt-end of his weapon into the back of Duo's head.

Duo almost blacked out at the amount of pain that shot throughout his skull. Damn it, that hurt! The pain from earlier returned with a vengeance and it felt as if his head was going to explode from pressure that seemed to be building up from within. His arms were trembling as he sought to keep himself from dropping to the floor, no matter how much he wanted to do so.

Katsaris observed the end of his gun, seeing the blood on it. "You're injured, aren't you? Very admirable. Here, let me help you with that." Katsaris turned his M-16 around, the barrel pointing straight at Duo.

So this was how it ended, huh?

The next thing Duo knew, there was a loud whacking sound. Glancing up, he saw Katsaris turning around slowly to face a determined Solo who held a broken piece of wood in his hands.

"That wasn't nice," Katsaris commented as he quickly closed the gap between him and Solo, grabbing the blond by the front of his shirt and head butting him. Solo stumbled back, disoriented, clutching his forehead. Duo's eyes widened as big as they would allow as Katsaris raised his weapon.

Oh no. He had just found Solo again. There was no way in hell he was going to lose him.

Clenching his teeth, he scrambled onto his feet and rushed the General, knocking the man's aim away from Solo. Duo struggled to remove the weapon from Katsaris who was equally trying to retain it. Then without warning, he released it, causing Duo to stumble backwards for only a second until Katsaris tackled him.

Reacting quickly as only reflexes gained from intense training, Duo kneed Katsaris in the gut before the man could pin him using his weight. He slammed the side of the M-16 into Katsaris' throat, causing him to gag.

With Katsaris back on his feet, Duo got up onto his and delivered a roundhouse kick to the side of the General's face, throwing him over towards the rocket. Sending Duo a glare, his hand snaked out and his finger flipped a switch located on the rocket's launching base. A small red light began to flash, accompanied by a loud beeping sound. Realizing what Katsaris had done, Duo acted quickly.

He rushed the General, bringing him up to his feet, pushing him away, then pulling him back towards only to slam the front end of the rocket into the General's gut. Katsaris let loose an "oof!" as Duo practically ripped off the panel on the rocket's side and tore out the VX filled canister within.

In the next second, the rocket launched, taking Katsaris with it, through the window.

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Katsaris cried out as he went flying through the air, clutching onto the metal projectile. His hold didn't last long as he lost his grip and began to fall downwards as the rocket continued on its predestined course.

Katsaris crashed through a run down greenhouse, landing in the rest of ill-cared plants that littered the glass building.

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Une's eyes widened as she saw the rocket pass overhead, heading towards the central government building. She heard the crash of the projectile going straight through the walls and she could only feel her stomach clench.

She waited, waiting for something to happen. It seemed that the fighting had ceased as everyone waited for the promised death that the rocket was to deliver.

But nothing happened.

Then, from a communicator, she learned that the rocket was a dud. There was nothing inside of it! Relief passed through her like a wave. But before she could revel in it, there was a battle to finish first.

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Duo coughed from the smoke that invaded his lungs. As carefully as he could, he laid the canister of VX on the ground and let a coughing fit take over him. With every cough, pain throbbed in his head and he couldn't help but groan aloud, releasing even more coughs.

Then he felt a strong hand start patting him on the back, followed by a warm chest pressing up against the side of his head.

"C'mon Kid," he heard Solo mutter to him. "Get it all out. Ya gonna be alright."

Giving up a few more harsh coughs, Duo collapsed into Solo's embrace, panting. Did he have a concussion? Knowing his luck, probably. All he wanted to do was close his eyes and rest. No…no he couldn't. He needed to…get back with the others first…but he was suddenly so tired.

"Ya all right?" Solo asked, worry coating his words.

Duo couldn't bring himself to answer.

"C'mon," Solo muttered as he stood up, putting Duo onto his shoulders, one hand holding onto his arm, the other on his leg. "I'm gonna get ya some help. Just hang in dare Kid."

"Freeze."