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Executive Orders	By : smartycat Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Het - Male/Female > Heero/Relena Views: 4060 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Longing
- 2-Want
- 3-Hunger
- 4-Desire
- 5-Tempest
- 6-Craving
- 7-Need
- 8-Allure
- 9-Thrill
- 10-Charm
- 11-Intimacy
- 12-Afterglow
- 9
- 10
- 11
Chapter Summary: In which there are discussions in a hospital and another, more successful press, conference.

Executive Orders

~An Out of Control Sequel~

by

Smarty Cat

smartycat9383@yahoo.com

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Part 10 -- Charm

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"Yes, she is awake, and no, you can't see her." Sally folded her arms across her chest and stood firmly in Heero's path, blocking his way to the closed off ward that housed Relena. "Visitor access is extremely limited at this time due to her weak condition, and quite frankly I don't think she's up to seeing you at the moment. She doesn't need the emotional turmoil that you two tend to inspire in one another."
His fists clenched at his side. "You are going to let me in there."
"No, I am not," she snapped back, and the row of guards behind her obligingly drew their guns and trained them on Heero. "I am sorry, I really am, but if you do not desist at once, Preventer Phoenix, I will have you court-martialed!"
The pair stood toe to toe and nose to nose, Heero silent but humming with unreleased violence and Sally quivering with the effort not to flinch away from the threat he presented. Fortunately, their battle of wills was interrupted by the Chinese man bursting out of the elevator doors.
"Sally! I got here as soon as I could. How is she?" Wufei called as he jogged down the hallway, his appearance disheveled and harried.
Sally slipped around Heero to meet her husband and tugged on his arm. "She's been asking for you. Go right on down that hall. Hers is the only room with a patient. You can't miss it." She bit her lip as she watched him depart before the soft sound of shoes sliding across linoleum followed by the sharp inhalation of one of the guards drew her attention. She whirled and pointed her finger at Heero, who froze mid-step. "You can leave or you can stay out here. Those are your only options, Yugen. Don't make it necessary for me to file a compliant against you." She turned on her heel and strode down the hallway after Wufei's retreating form.
Heero snarled with barely restrained fury and turned to leave. Though he could easily remove the row of armed obstacles blocking the ward it would cause unnecessary unpleasantness, possibly including his dismissal from the Preventers. There were other ways to get in after all.
Une met him as he stalked out the electronic doors of the entrance, and he stopped and snapped into a salute with automatic precision and swiftness.
"Yugen, I'm going to need a full report from you detailing your reasons for being unable to prevent this event from occurring. On my desk in two hours," she added grimly, breezing past him.
Heero's fist smashed into the side of the building, and he slumped against the brick wall. "Damn it."

***
Relena opened her eyes and turned her head as Sally opened the door to her room. A brilliant smile lit her face when she saw Wufei trail in behind his wife.
"You came. I'm so glad you're here," she whispered, beckoning him to her bedside. "Come talk to me and make everything okay again."
Wufei's expression softened almost helplessly, and puzzled concern flickered in his eyes as he approached. His gaze moved to the hospital gown covering her chest, staring piercingly as though he could see straight through the cloth to the wound below.
"Closer. I can't talk very loud."
He sat down in the chair by the bed and leaned forward to rest his elbows on the mattress. Relena shifted to face him, and her hands shot up to wrap around his throat. She squeezed and dragged his gasping face down to hers.
"You bastard," she snarled in his face before her voice rose to a harsh, accusing bellow. "You shot me!"
"Excuse me, Miss Relena, but I'd appreciate it if you would unhand my subordinate." Steel lurked beneath the surface of Une's dry amusement.
Relena and Wufei slowly turned their heads to the side. The Preventer commander leaned nonchalantly against the doorframe.
"I'm afraid I can't do that, Miss Une. Wufei has yet to explain to me why he felt the need to shoot me," Relena answered politely, her grip around Wufei's neck tightening.
"Maybe you should let go of him first," Sally suggested absently while scribbling notes on Relena's chart. She sounded remarkably ncerncerned about her husband's welfare. "It's rather hard to talk when you can't breath."
"Oh, he's fine," Relena assured her.
"I know, but it's the principle of the thing," Sally replied as she walked over to the bed. Relena watched in dismay as the medic inserted a hypodermic needle into her arm. "It's just a very mild sedative," Sally said with a comforting pat. "You won't even go to sleep, but you've had a very stressful day and you need to relax."
She gently removed Relena's hands from her husband's windpipe and unceremoniously shoved Wufei back into his chair. Sally loomed over her husband, her eyes menace filled blue slits and her hands on her hips. "You have some explaining to do, mister," she hissed. "Start talking."
Une shut the door quietly behind her and came to stand beside Sally. Wufei held up admirably under their combined glare, raising his chin defiantly. "I was simply following orders. Yours," he stated, directing his sharp stare to Une.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"You instructed me to fix the problem between Yuy and Relena."
"Killing the Vice Foreign Minister wasn't exactly the solution I had in mind."
"You knew," Relena's low voice interrupted them, and they turned. She stared almost blankly at Wufei, her eyes hazy from the sedative. "You knew I was wearing the vest. That's why you were so nice to me--so you could check for it . . ." He flinched at the hurt in her tone. "And that's why you told me that as long as I wore it I'd be fine. But . . . why?"
"Why did I shoot you? To force Yuy to face his fears, his emotions regarding you. To force him to choose between what he knows to be true and what the public thinks is true."
"And what is true?"
"That you are hopelessly, ridiculously in love with him. And that althoughwoulwould hate to admit it he loves you too."
"Don't you think your method was a little excessive?" Sally sighed, fiddling with one braid in obvious agitation.
"Desperate times call for desperate measures," he intoned.
"I'm not that desperate," Relena remarked petulantly from her prone position. "He wasn't really crying, you know," she stated dreamily to the air. "But . . . I do think it scared him. Badly. His face . . . Wufei, I didn't want it to be like this!"
"Of course you didn't," he snapped, folding his arms across his chest. "I know that. If everything had worked out the way you wanted it to he'd be chained to your bed right now."
Sally hit him on Relena's behalf. "Be nice, Wufei."
Une looked at the three of them and massaged her temples. "There will be an investigation. Heero should be filing a report of his version of events right now. So what are we to say regarding this incident? The truth is obviously out of the question."
"Not really. Someone dissatisfied with the public perception of me decided to put me out of my misery," Relena mumbled, struggling to raise her arm to her chest. "Sally, what did you do to me? And why do I still hurt if I was wearing the vest when I was shot?"
"Hurt is better than dead," Sally answered mildly. "There's still an impact where the bullet hits you, even with the vest. You've got quite a large bruise on your chest and all the air knocked out of you. Then when you fell you hit your head. That's why you're still so achy and muddled."
"Thank you so much, Wufei." Sarcasm dripped from Relena's voice. "I'm sure Heero wants a battered addlebrained woman."
The Chinese man stood up and walked to her bedside. "If he doesn't then he's more of an idiot than I've ever believed." His fingers touched her cheek gently before sliding up to soothe the purplish swelling on her temple. "You are a strong, beautiful, intelligent woman. Any man would be honored to be loved by you."
"Ahem, Wufei, marriage," Sally coughed.
"Woman, I am trying to have a moment!" he mock growled. "And weren't you the one who suggested the threesome?"
"Oh, you know I didn't mean that!"
"Really?"
"I thought you meant it," Relena added.
"Well, if you ever snag Heero we can pair off in lots of different ways then."
"I didn't say I agreed to it."
"Oh, it makes you uncomfortable?"
"Wufei watching me on closed circuit television is bad enough."
"Oh, yes, he showed me that one."
"He WHAT?!"
"Would you like another sedative?"
"These people do not work for me," Une muttered, opening the door. "My officers are not sex-crazed."
"Oh, that reminds me," Sally exclaimed with exaggerated innocence. "Trowa called. He says he's found some, but he's not sure what size or speed setting. I didn't know what he was talking about, and he wouldn't tell me. He wants you to call him back."
"Thank you. And have a press release ready for the evening news." Une's voice was brittle, and two spots of red burned high on her cheeks. She slammed the door behind her as she stalked out, every line of her body radiating offended dignity.
P>ReP>Relena and Wufei stared wide-eyed at the still vibrating door then simultaneously turned startled curious eyes to an innocently smiling Sally.
"What was that about? Are they--?"
"I DON'T want to know."
Sally laughed. "I couldn't say anyway. One of them is an ex-military dominatrix who a spa split personality. The other is an acrobat and former mercenary. They can probably come up with things to do in the bedroom that I couldn't even begin to imagine." She beckoned to Wufei and patted Relena's foot companionably. "You rest and try to relax. We'll be right outside the door if you need us . . . trying to flesh out the details to give the press." She winked suddenly. "And I was just kidding about the threesome. There are some things I refuse to share. Wufei's one of them."

***
Relena shifted restlessly on the stiff hospital mattress. Sally had kept her sedated for so long that she was finding true sleep to be elusive. It hardly helped that she kept envisioning that moment on the podium when she first saw the gunman, when she suddenly knew without any evidence that it was Wufei, that Wufei had set out to deliberately hurt her. And then Heero's face . . . his face would haunt her for a time to come. His eyes, oh God, his eyes . . .
At the soft click of the door handle turning, she stiffened like a guilty child caught doing something forbidden. She immediately slumped and narrowed her eyes into thin slits, pretending to be asleep for the nurses so she would not be a burden to them and they would not feel obligated to keep her company. However, the black figure that slipped in against the light of the hallway was most certainly not a nurse. Relena's pulse quickened, and she held her breath, one hand inching unobtrusively beneath the bedcovers for the panic button.
And then the figure stepped into the brighter gloom filtering through the window, and the shadowed light flowed familiarly over hard cheekbones and unruly hair.
"Heero?"
Her voice froze him in place for the slightest second, and then he came to her bedside in one swift smooth movement, too measured and graceful for a lunge but too quickly to be anything else.
He crouched at her side, his eyes staring into her own from only inches away with an expression she could not read. And then, abruptly and wordlessly, he closed the space between them, sealing his lips to hers as one of his hands tangled in the hair at the back of her head and dragged her er. er. Relena froze, startled and slightly unsettled by this new and unexpected development, by the sudden rush of warmth and sensation, her mind so muddled by the combination of drugs and surprise that she did not have time to respond before he pulled away.
Heero stared at her silently for a long moment, still clutching her hair. She wet her lips nervously.
"Hee--"
"If you ever pull away from me like that again I will shoot you myself."
Her lips parted in the faintest of wry smiles. It would probably be a good idea to keep the identity of the gunman a secret from Heero. It would certainly be beneficial to Wufei's continued good health if nothing else.
"I'm sor--"
"Damn it, Relena, stop apologizing to me!"
She flinched away from his sudden vehemence and searched the shadows of his eyes, a puzzled crease breaking the smooth line of her brow. "What?"
"Do you know how many times you've said that in the last month? Stop. I don't deserve it."
She felt her temper flare even through the calming haze of the drugs. "Yes, you do!"
"No, I don't."
"I've treated you horribly."
"I treated you worse."
"No, you didn't!"
"Yes, I did!" He raked his hands thr his his hair and stood up. "I'm not arguing with you about this. Move."
"What?"
"Move over."
Relena snarled under her breath and turned her head away. He could be so infuriating--deliberately debasing himself before her and then ordering her around. "Surely you could be gentler with a wounded woman," she sniffed archly.
Her annoyance turned to wonder as las laughter rang softly in her ears. "I've read your chart, Relena." His hand slipped from her hair in a sliding caress along her cheek. "You may be sore, but you're not wounded. If you hadn't been wearing that vest . . ." His eyes lit with renewed intensity. "Damn it, Relena, move over."
She shifted slowly to one side of the bed, feeling the safety rails press against her back as he climbed in beside her. They lay on their sides, facing each other and carefully keeping the few inches of available mattress between them.
Relena swallowed nervously. "Now what?"
"Don't you want to talk?" he questioned with maddening composure, looking completely comfortable at being crammed into a hospital bed with her. "You usually want to talk. You enjoy"
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