[A.N] Hello! I'm glad i was able to make the time to write this chapter and post it for you! i have had such a crazy, rediculous christmas break and i've only been on it for just over a week. thank you so much for your wonderful reviews. they really help me. I'm writing this fic for you as much as i am for me! I hope you enjoy this chapter and that you keep giving me that wonderful feedback! I hope you all are having a safe and happy holiday season so far and i hope i can post another chapter for you soon! enjoy!

What You Want Most Chapter Six:

The guests had filed in as many as possible at a time. The room was packed full of the Earth-Sphere's delegates from all across the universe. No expense had been spared to ensure the grandeur of the momentous occasion. The preventers all wore their dress uniforms to show respect for the importance of such a day. Today was a day that the entire nation was ready to celebrate. Today was the wedding of Relena Peacecraft to her fiancé. The candles were lit and the colors brought out a serene feeling in all who noticed them Blue, silver and teal, Relena's favorite colors. Everything was perfect.

As the guests were seated, Heero found himself at an utter loss. Such beauty and such a joyous occasion did nothing to help his mood. Today he was losing her. The first round of ceremonial music began as two by two her wedding party walked down the aisle. Dorothy walked down arm in arm with a random groomsman looking a little less than thrilled, followed by Hilde, who beamed from ear to ear then rolled her eyes as Duo howled a wolf whistle. As the four individuals too their place at the head of the isle Heero saw him. Donovan stood smiling proudly, awaiting the woman that would soon be entering from the back of the church.

The bridal march began to ring throughout the hall causing all to stand and turn. There she was, dressed in her gorgeous white dress, her chestnut blonde hair done half-up with ringlet and banana curls, a veil over her beautiful face. Even through the sheer piece of lace he could see her smile; a smile directed a Donovan; a smile he wished with all his heart would be directed at him. Zechs walked with her, arm and arm, the proud brother of the bride obviously going to give her away when they finally reached what Duo deemed the point of no return. She looked so happy; happier than she'd looked in the longest time but it made his heart sink. As she made her way down the aisle, one step at a time Heero felt as if his world were slowly falling apart.

She finally made it there, pausing as Zechs lifted her veil and kissed her cheek, sharing on last strong hug before releasing her hand into Donovan's. They stood there then, looking into each other's eyes as if there were no one else in the world, just the two of them. Heero felt sick. He wanted to run to her, to stop this mess from happening but he found he couldn't move. He was frozen in place. He looked at the happy couple as Donovan repeated the vows given to him by the minister. The multi-colored light filtering in through the large window mosaic beamed down on them as if god himself were sanctioning their union. He listened helplessly as Relena too her turn with the vows, her face flushed from the sheer joy she felt.

"I, Relena Katrina Dorlan Peacecraft, take you, to be my lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, until death parts us, as long as we both shall live." Every word felt like a knife jabbing into his heart.

As they finished their vows he watched Donovan slip the ring onto her delicate hand and she doing the same to his. The minister took another long minute or two to finish with his closing statements.

"Whom god has brought together, let no man tear asunder. I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride." Donovan lifted her veil and Heero watched in heartbroken silence as their lips met in their first matrimonial kiss, sealing them together for all time. When they broke apart the minister stepped back and declared them Mister and Misses Donovan Covington. The entire congregation gave a united cheer as the happy couple made their way down the aisle and out of the church. Heero watched as Relena, the woman who made his life worth living, left to start her life with another man. At the last moment, she turned around and their eyes met; aqua to midnight blue. The shock, the surprise, in those soft orbs made his breath catch as her beautiful lips parted to say one word.

"Heero…?"

"Relena." The world seemed to stand still, everyone disappeared. She reached out to him. For just that moment he was frozen by the look in her eyes.

"Heero, buddy, wake up!" Heero bolted upright, his heart going a million miles an hour as his deep blue eyes met the gentle violet of his best friend, his hand tightly around the wrist of the other pilot.

"Duo." It took him a moment to realize where he was. The security room. He must have passed out sometime towards the end of his shift, something that wasn't like him at all. "What time is it?"

"Time for me to take my shift." He paused, placing a large cup of coffee on the desk in front of him. "Are you okay, man?" Heero checked the monitors. She was up, getting ready for her day. He sighed and ran a hand through his unruly hair.

"Yeah. I'm fine."

"You sure…? You said her name-"

"Forget it."

"But Heero-"

"Drop it, Duo. I'm leaving."

"Heero, you've got to tell her. Tomorrow is the Wedding shower. After that it's just stone's throw to the wedding and then it will be too late."

"I said drop it." He grabbed his uniform jacket and hoisted it over his shoulder heading towards the door. "I'll be back for my next shift."

"Yeah right. We all know you'll be here all day as usual!" Duo's last comment reached him as he walked out the door.

Relena tapped her pen on her desk as her mind reeled with unwanted thoughts. Her dream last night had been perfect, completely perfect. Every detail of the wedding was perfect except for one thing. The groom. Heero stood there, smiling at her, waiting to join their lives together. She had seen him there the whole time. Seeing him there gave her more joy than she ever could imagine. The music, the decorations, the dresses, the procession, everything was as it should be.

The vows were spoken, the rings exchanged, everything went according to plan. The kiss was amazing. As they walked down the aisle, husband a wife, ready to begin their lives together when she paused. She saw him standing there in the shadows: Heero. Confused, she turned to her new husband to find Donovan staring at her, questioningly. She looked back at Heero, her gentle aqua orbs meeting Heero's midnight blue.

"Heero…?" the unspoken question in that one name spoke volumes.

"Relena." He seemed hurt and confused. She reached out to touch him but found him disappearing as she was ripped out of her dream world and back into consciousness.

She had awakened with a start, gasping for air as her heart pounded, her mind swarming with images from the dream. Now as she sat trying to do her work all she could remember was the look in his eyes as they stood there. She sighed and put down her pen, massaging her temples. She had to go through with this. Heero didn't want her. Donovan did. Heero disappeared. She hadn't seen or heard from him since the night she'd agreed to marry Donovan. It was better this way. She did love Donovan. She sighed. How many times had she talked herself into a circle like this?

She groaned and pushed away from her desk stood up and walked to the window placing her hand on the pane. She watched as the window fogged up around her hand. It wasn't cold enough to snow although this time of year it was well over due. Some things in life were so simple but this wasn't. She pulled back her cold finger and placed them over her heart. Tomorrow would be her wedding shower. Tomorrow her friends and family would be gathered to help celebrate the upcoming event. She only hoped she would be ready. She sat back down and picked up her pen but her eyes fell instead on two pictures on her desk. The first was a picture taken many years ago of the entire gundam crew.

Hilde and Duo were hanging on one another. Quatre and Trowa were standing side by side. This was the day they were celebrating the news that they were long-lost half-brothers. The whole gang had turned out for the party. Wufei and Sally stood off to the side, Wufei glaring at Duo and Hilde's flirtatious antics and Sally elbowing him for his attitude. Pagan had taken the picture to make sure that the whole group could be in it. She and Heero had been standing in the back, quiet reflections of one another. This was just before Heero had been made the permanent head of her security. She traced a finger over his face. He was almost smiling; almost.

She closed her eyes and picked up the picture clutching it to her chest. Opening her eyes she saw the other picture, one of Donovan and herself. He was holding her around her waist from behind and she was looking at the camera. It had been a picture taken at one of the charity ball galas and she had, of course, taken Donovan as her date the Camera man had been all too happy to make them look as cozy as possible. It had been a fun evening all in all. It was that evening that she had made the conscious decision to officially agree to be his girlfriend. Memories of all the times he asked her, pestered her, even almost harassed her. She smiled at the memory. He never really did take no for an answer.

That night had changed everything. They had gone to the gala as friends and ended the night as sweethearts. A sad smile graced her lips as she looked back and forth between the two photos. So much had changed in her life. The little girl that had found a body on a beach so long ago seemed so far away. Tomorrow would be her wedding shower, the first official celebration of the upcoming wedding. She was doing the right thing. They were good together. This would work. It had to. She closed her eyes and tightly gripped her pen, tipping down the group photo. Past was past. It was time to move on.

A knock on the door interrupted her reverie. She looked up and cleared her throat trying to compose herself. She reached up and brushed away a tear she hadn't realized she'd shed. Her composure intact, she smoothed her blazer and sat up a little straighter.

"Come in." Dorothy popped her head in the door.

"Hey, how's the paper work coming?"

"Oh I'm…" She paused as she looked at the still untouched stack of documents. "I'm still working on it."

"I can see that." She walks in and casually ran a finger over her eyebrow. "Busy as always, then?"

"Yes. I have a lot to go over before tomorrow. This week is going to be full as it is. I need to get as much done as I can."

"I know." She walked to the window and paused, watching a few random raindrops strike the window panes.

"Dorothy, if you've come to give me more of your cynicism and sarcasm about my wedding I'd rather you leave. I have too much to do to deal with it right now." Dorothy turned, raising her hands in a defensive gesture.

"I assure, Relena, I come in peace."

"Really?" Relena could not hide her skepticism.

"Yes." She locked eyes with her and Relena felt like a criminal in an interrogation room. "I will not apologize for what I said at the boutique. I stand by what I said. However, I will say this: if this is what you really want, if you are determined to go through with this then I will be there. I just hope, for his sake, that you're right." She brushed back her hair and turned to leave.

"Dorothy?" Relena felt all her earlier doubts resurfacing.

"Yes?" A million thoughts filled her mind; things she wanted to say, things she shouldn't say and things that she didn't want to truly recognize.

"I'll see you at the shower?"

"I wouldn't miss it." With that, the older girl walked out the door leaving the troubled Foreign Minister to ponder her thoughts in the silence of her office.