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Jealousy	By : ArchNemesis Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Het - Male/Female Views: 3950 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Jealousy

Chapter 16: Scott free

Pairing: Heero/Duo

Disclaimer: I don’t own so don’t ask

WARNING: none

Summary: Relena
went too far and attacked Heero. Will Relena be punished for striking out at a Law Enforcer? But
what’s this, Duo is feeling off. Can she figure out what’s wrong with her
before it’s too late?

Notes: I am pleased to announce I finally
found a beta-reader. Thank you Hitokimi for taking on
a big project for me!

/ Thoughts /

Enjoy!

oOoOoOo

The weeks following the search of the Peacecraft palace and Heero’s
attack could only be described as chaotic. Nothing in the Preventor’s
circle could go right.

After carefully viewing the disk, Une told the disgruntled agents that Judge Kemble (the same judge that granted the search warrant)
dismissed the case, stating that there was not enough evidence to impeach the
Minister.

Once the hearing was over the Judge pulled
Une aside.

oOo
Flashback oOo

The long time friends said nothing as the
Judge removed his black robe and settled into the worn leather chair behind his
desk. It squeaked every time he would either tilt back or sit-up. Swirling the
glass tumbler of Bacardi, the Judge sighed.

“Ann, I’m sorry if my decision upset your
men, but Miss Peacecraft has kept the peace between
the colonies and the Earth going on near five years.”

“Mitch, You don’t have to explain the
situation to me, but that girl is playing with fire, and you know what they say
about playing with fire.”

He ran a hand over his face. Dark circles
were starting to stand out under his chocolate eyes.

“What do you mean?”

“My top field Agents are
Assassins, Mitch. One word from the higher ups and Relena
is good as dead. Trust me on this – Relena needs to
have a psyche eval. She is to the point of stalking
Agent Yuy and I fear that his patience has just about
run out at keeping her at arms length.”

“Okay, let’s say that we do manage
to get her out of office, who then would replace her?”

Une
smirked. Uh-oh that look didn’t bode too well. “We
have two candidates: Treize Khushrenada
and Milliardo Peacecraft.”

Mitch sputtered as he choked on the harsh
dark liquid. “You got to be shittin’ me? Please say
you’re joking, Ann?”

However, when he glanced up after receiving
no reply he realized indeed his friend was not joking, at all.

“Give me one good damn reason why either
of those maniacs should be let back into power?”

“For one: both feel that the Vice-Foreign
Minister is abusing her power. For another both know how to keep peace without
being corrupted. Lastly, neither have a thing for Agent Yuy.”

The judge stood, walking to the liquor
cabinet to re-fill his glass.

“Alright, Ann, I’ll back you with this but
Relena has to be dealt with first,” Mitch said
finally conceding to the offer Lady Une made.

“Don’t worry. I have it on high authority
that she will be dealt with accordingly.”

The two friends embraced each other and
parted ways feeling better about getting the youngest Peacecraft
out of office.

oOo
End flashback oOo

Turning over in bed, Une
gazed at her lover. Treize was undeniable handsome in
sleep as well as awake. The moon light luminated
their bedroom. It was dimly lit but she could still make his pale aristocratic
features – copper brown hair, slender nose, rosy thin lips, high cheek bones – Treize was every inch of pure-blood nobility.

In the days to come would be difficult for
him and Zechs. She wasn’t sure if either was ready to
take on the role of Vice-Foreign Minister after being out of the lime light for
quite some time.

But she would be there for them when the
time comes – for now she snuggled deeper into the warmth of the bed coverings
and wrapped her self around the lithe body of the former Oz General.

oOoOoOo

There was absolutely nothing on
television.

Duo must have surfed over six hundred
channels (twice) and could not find one single thing of interest.

Hayate
was curled up on the floor next to the sofa covered with a blanket taking a
nap.

Two and a half weeks had passed since Heero had left for earth. He called last night to let her
know that he was coming back home later today but for her not to wait up for
him. He would be arriving some time after two in the morning.

He explained about what happened with Relena and what the Judge’s ruling had been. Needless to
say, Duo was not happy. She had taken her son horse back riding to get her mind
off the fact Relena got away with kidnapping, and
child neglect (which included several counts of abuse), but Duo wasn’t going to
let that get her down.

Right now her first responsibility was to
care of Hayate and protect him at all cost.

Sighing, Duo quietly, as stealth was
second nature to her, padded to the sliding glass door. The yard was open and
free of trees that included tall hedges or anything that could hide a person.

She had been feeling cranky for a couple
of weeks and blew it off as nerves but whatever was having her on edge was
affecting her sleep. Natalie even commented on how exhausted she looked – dull,
swollen indigo orbs would close at the drop of a dime.

Finally, giving-in to what her body
wanted, Duo just sleep the day away waking periodically to make sure Hayate was where she left him, which was right below her on
the playing with his Lego big blocks.

The sky came alive with twinkling light.
If there was one good thing that Duo missed about the earth, it would be being
able to sit under the dark blue sky and gaze forever at the endless clusters of
gas that made stars.

oOoOoOo

L4 Colony, Winner Estate

The sound of heavy luggage being dropped,
echoed down the foyer and beyond of the grand mansion. Quatre
dragged the last of the carry-on pieces inside and gently placed them next to
the door.

“I’m going to check on Makita,” Trowa said as she ascendant the
white spiral stair case not waiting for an answer from her husband.

All was quiet in the nursery. Trowa dismissed the nanny and peeked in on her little
treasure.

The toddler was sleeping with her favorite
toy, a white winged dragon with piercing emerald eyes, a gift from Heero when she was born. Trowa
gently caressed her daughter’s head. She ran her hand down thick platinum locks
to a smooth chubby cheek.

Trowa
studied her baby for a little bit longer then placed her hand over the slight
curve of her stomach. She smiled in thought but it quickly turned to a frown.
She didn’t know how long that she would be able to conceal her expanding girth
from her husband. Quatre was all ready becoming
suspicious of her being sick on most mornings.

And after an argument over her hearth,
three months back, Trowa went to Sally, only to have
the doctor confirm what she knew – she was pregnant.

The tall brunette tiredly sat down in the
rocking chair with a pillow to cover her. Green eyes slowly faded from view. Trowa was asleep within minutes.

Down stairs in the kitchen, a certain
blonde was contemplating his marriage over a half eaten turkey and cheese on
rye sandwich.

He couldn’t figure out what was going-on
with his wife. There was no way for them to fall out of love – the bond that
they share would not allow them to separate from each other.

Quatre
pulled at his hair in frustration. /So, what in the name of Allah, am I doing
wrong?/

The petite Arabian stood, gathering his
half finished snack and empty glass of milk, placed them in the sink, and went
upstairs.

Upon entering the Master bedroom, Quatre noticed that it was cold and empty. He sighed. Trowa must have opted to sleep in the baby’s room, again. He
quickly showered and readied himself for bed.

He turned down the bed coverings before
pulling out an extra pillow and blanket. Once inside the nursery, Quatre settle his items about his slumbering wife then
looked in on his daughter.

She was awake, somewhat, her light green
eyes didn’t stay focus for long with her lids fluttering before drifting shut.

Quatre
lower the side of the crib to kiss her good night. Now, suddenly alone in the
big bed, he wondered how he was going to sort through this (whatever this
is) with Trowa.

Sleep didn’t come easy for the former Sandrock pilot.

oOoOoOo

Brringg,
brringg

A sleepy voice answered the annoying
device. “HeL (yawn) lo.”

“The target has been located.”

Cornflower eyes instantly snapped to
attention. “Where?”

“L4.”

“Perfect. Send me the location, I’ll
handle this myself.”

“Are you sure? My men and I can acquire-”

“No, you might fuck this up. I will take
no more chances. Just have a shuttle ready for me tomorrow evening.”

The dial tone was heard on the receiver’s
phone. A wicked laugh echoed in the stately room.

“I got you now.”

oOo
TBC oOo

A/N: Wanna guess
what that was all about? And do you think Trowa will
tell Quatre about the pregnancy? What about Duo?
What’s going on with her? So many questions, well, if you want to learn more,
stay tuned for the next chapter.

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