A/N: Sorry folks, I've rather run out of ideas as to how this story should continue. I'm going to attempt to bumble around in the dark and figure it out, but if anyone has any ideas I wouldn't say no! :)

As usual, I don't own Gundam Wing. Blast.

The next step of the journey was taking its sweet time. Being a natural-born leader, it was Relena who, a couple of nights later, called the number Tom had given them. She was only a little apprehensive that it might be the wrong number, but instantly recognized the flea market vendor's voice as he answered the phone.

"Ah, hello Tom, this is Relena." She hoped he wouldn't hang up.

"Oh..ahem" he faltered for a moment. "Of course, how can I help you?"

"Have you found out any information about how to contact Madam Vadoma?"

The man sighed and frowned. "Are you sure you wish to pursue this? The madam is a dangerous woman and..."

"Yes, yes, I know." Interrupted Relena, "but we really have no choice, you must understand that?!"

Tom nodded; then realized of course she was unable to see him, having not used the video phone feature for the call. "Yes, I understand. I just felt I had to warn you once again." He cleared his throat. "This information need go nowhere but to the four of you involved."

"Of course." Relena answered in a business-like tone. "You have my word."

"As you probably recall, a few days ago I told you that the stories I've heard, tell you do not seek out the madam, she will seek you." Relena gave an encouraging "mhmm…" and he continued. "I did some research on the subject and found them to all agree. After that, I spoke with a few people I know, after that I was a bit more confused. All but one agreed with my research; that person not being the most…" he hesitated "…reliable source in existence."

Relena was becoming impatient. "Get to the point, please." She clenched her jaw in irritation.

"I'm sorry." He offered. "To put it right out there, he told me there was one way to actually summon a, well, I suppose you could call it an illusion of the madam." He finished uncomfortably.

"An illusion?" She was confused. "How would an illusion help us contact her?"

"Well, it seems I said that wrong. More like a hologram perhaps." He was not one hundred percent sure himself exactly what the man had meant. He was trying to do his best to explain it.

"My question still stands, how can a hologram or illusion help us in any way? " She thought for a moment. "Unless it can actually be a means of communication, like a video telephone?"

"Yes!" Exclaimed Tom, "that is exactly what I was meaning to portray. According to the man I talked to it would work pretty much just like that." He frowned, but realizing she couldn't see him he shook his head. She was already asking him, well, more like demanding that he tell her how this was possible. He sighed. "It's not without its own risks. That form of communication is inherently dangerous, mostly because of exactly who powers the ability. That is what I was told."

Relena was not nearly as worried as he believed she should have been. "Well if that's all, then out with it! Tell me how we summon this hologram! I want my boyfriend back!"

Tom coughed. "Naturally…"

She sighed. "I'm sorry, that was out of line on my part. I've just had a really rough week and a half."

"Understandable. I just hope in doing this something doesn't end up worse than before." That was what he was afraid of most; especially considering the large part he played in the whole thing.

"Ok. Here is what you need to do."

Relena listened carefully, jotting things down on her notepad. When he had finished explaining to her everything he knew, she thanked him and they hung up. Her legs felt leaden as she walked over to a chair and dropped into it heavily. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. How had this gotten so far? It seemed so long ago she was desperately hoping that Heero would ask her out; now, she just wanted him to be human again. Not to mention it was downright uncomfortable to have your boyfriend live at your house because he had been turned into a cat. It was hard enough having him around that way, not to mention cleaning his litter box. THAT was something she tried very, very, very hard not to think about. Their relationship had changed dramatically in the short time he had sprouted fur and a tail. She snorted derisively. Yeah right, she thought. It hadn't changed, it had all but disappeared. Sure he could still talk and all, but it wasn't the same.

This was a nightmare, one she desperately wished she could wake up from.

Sorry this chapter is so short, I am short on inspiration. I hope it will hold y'all until I can keep it going! I have a vague idea of how to continue so I'll be working on it.

Please review! I really could use some feedback to see if anyone is even interested in my continuing this story. Thanks!