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Out on a Limb
By Devon Masterson
aoi37@hotmail.com
Lady Une looked out into the space
and watched the stars fly by. She would arrive on Earth in an hour. She was
going to a place she never thought she would see again, she was going home. Her
mind went back to her childhood and she nearly smiled. Her parents wanted
nothing but the best for her and for her to become a well bred lady. What would
her mother think of her now, a war criminal turned good and head of an agency
that prevented war?
She was twenty-four. She should be married and
raising children now and would have been if things had been different. Her
parents sent her to the Khushrenada family so that she could learn their ways
and become the perfect wife for her betrothed. She hated the idea of being
married off at first, but Treize was not quite what she expected. In her eyes
he could do no wrong, not even when he had the affair with the Lelia Barton. It
did not last long, only a few months, but she would have his love forever.
Treize taught her so much. She was destined for far
more than just marrying into a prestigious family. She had an excellent mind
for strategy and a persuasive air about her. She could do almost anything or
get someone to do it for her, except be the perfect woman for Treize. She
couldn’t do it then and it seemed like she couldn’t do it now for his memory.
“We will be landing in five minutes,” the captain
said over the intercom. “Welcome to Earth’s sphere and have a nice trip.”
Lady Une took a deep breath as they landed in the
shuttle port in the Sangk
Kingdom. She would be in Germany
in one hour. She hadn’t been there since she was twelve. “I wonder if anyone would recognize me or would they only see the
‘scary bitch?’”
“Lady Une is the something wrong?” Relena asked as
she touched her shoulder.
Une turned quickly. She did not like being so caught
up in her thoughts that she was unaware of her surroundings. “Nothing, why do
you ask?”
“You sent Duo and Sally to look after things here,”
she replied.
“I should have gone with my first notion to send
agents that you didn’t recognize,” Une replied. “We just want to be on the safe
side, Vice Foreign Minister.”
Relena smiled at her formal attitude then became
serious again. “I’m on my way to L2 for a conference, should I be concerned?”
Une shook her head quite familiar with the political
schedule of the various leaders. “I will have people there as usual.”
“Thank you,” she replied as she started to walk away
then she stopped. “How is Heero? We haven’t spoken in awhile; we’re both hard
to catch up to.”
Lady Une raised an eyebrow slightly annoyed. That
question never bothered her before, but it did this time. “He’s fine.”
“Thank you, I’ll probably stop by and see him while
I’m there,” she commented mostly to herself.
“I must be going now or I’ll miss my flight,” Une
said as she started for her gate.
Relena looked after her curiously then went on to
her shuttle.
***
“Everything is quiet here. How’s the search going?”
Duo asked over a secure channel.
“All we have is mention of the guy,” Trowa answered.
“No birth certificates, no ID, nothing.”
“Maybe he’s going under an alias then,” Duo
supplied. “The Domini are probably using encrypted channels and codes.”
“That would stand to reason,” Heero said as he
leaned back.
“I see you’re in a better mood now,” Duo teased.
“Whatever,” Heero replied.
“We all know you’re involved with someone,” Duo
said, “and we couldn’t be any happier. Now if we could get Lady Une laid or
something, then I’d say everything was smooth sailing.”
“I’d be careful,” Trowa warned. “She might hear
you.”
Duo’s eyes widened. “You’re right. Well I’m just
checking in. Talk to ya’ a couple of hours. Over and Out.”
The vid screen went black and Trowa watched Heero
carefully, gauging his expression. “Your secret is safe with me, but he is
right about all of us knowing you’re involved with someone.”
“Thanks,” Heero replied looking at his screen.
“Guys, I have something?” Quatre said as he popped
up on Heero’s screen. “There have been several hundred orders for gundanium
over the past three months. If the orders are added up together, there is
enough for ten mobile suits. I tried to track the dummy companies back to their
parent organization, but I’ve run into a couple of dead ends in cyberspace. I
did come up with something on your end. Dalen Yu.”
“You found him?” Trowa asked.
“No but I came across some information talking about
him as though he were a target because he could expose them somehow,” Quatre
replied. “This is getting more complicated. I had no idea that these people had
some of the capabilities that they do.”
“What about cross referencing all the companies that
deal with the companies that bought gundanium?” Heero suggested. “There has to
be a common link that was over looked.”
“I’m working on that now,” Quatre replied. “I should
have it soon. I’m going back three years to be on the safe side. I’ll check
back later with results.”
Heero looked thoughtfully for a moment as Quatre
ended the communication. “Who has claimed responsibility as leader?”
“According to
the agent, he didn’t have security clearance high enough to meet the
masterminds. He obtained all his information from hacking into the system,”
Trowa answered. “Ah, I have something. I tapped into archive where we had the
White Fang’s
database
stored. There was mention of the Domini and the name Cristobal Robin.”
“Robin. Robin. Duke of Galan! He was
a member of the Rommerfeller foundation,” Heero replied.
“He left when they tried to rally
behind Relena as a cover for their activities. I tracked him for a time to make
sure he was not a threat. I should have been more thorough.”
“We all should have been,” Heero
assured him before Trowa could start to blame himself. He stood. “I’m going to
report to Lady Une what we have so far.”
“Are you sure a relationship with
her is wise?” he asked curiously.
“Probably not, but I don’t care,”
Heero replied as he left the room.
Trowa nodded to himself trying to
hide the smile. He echoed Duo’s sentiment. It was good that they were each
seeking balance and happiness after being unfeeling, killing machines for most
of their childhood. “What are you grinning at?” Quatre asked as he popped up on
screen again.
Trowa coughed. “Nothing.”
“Where’s Heero?” Quatre asked.
“He went to report to Lady Une,” he
answered.
“I’m glad that they finally found
each other,” Quatre replied. “They need each other, now if they would only
admit it.”
“So you know too?”
Quatre scoffed. “Everyone knows
except Duo. He suspects though. His ribbing might grate on Heero’s nerves and
have Lady Une kill him.”
“That’s true,” Trowa agreed. His
stomach started to grumble and realized that it was time for dinner. He and
Heero worked through the morning and into the evening. “Do you have something?”
Heero knocked softly on Lady Une’s
office door then walked in. He looked around and saw her coat and bag gone. “Something’s happened?”
“Commander Yuy,” a secretary called.
“Yes,” Heero answered.
“Colonel Une was called away and she
left instructions for you to report through her private line.” The secretary
then walked away. Lady Une and most of the higher-ranking Preventers made her
nervous. They were so dark and to themselves. Only Quatre and Duo seemed like
regular people just in the difficult business.
“Thank you,” he replied. He went
inside of her office and opened a line through to her.
“Lady Une here.” Her image appeared
on the screen. She seemed to be in a car near a forest.
“We have some break throughs.”
“Good I will discuss it later when I
get to a more secure location,” she replied.
“Where are you?” he asked.
Lady Une’s eyes softened. “Some
place I never thought I’d be,” she answered. “I will be back in two days and I
expect a full report when I do.”
Heero nodded. He wanted to talk to
her about this morning as well, but he already knew that it would be another
six months. He was a patient man, but the limit of his patience was being
tried. “Over and out.”
“Over and out,” she said as she
ended the communication. She sighed disappointedly when he didn’t ask her about
this morning. “He knows me better than I thought,” she whispered to herself as
she reached the gate of her family estate.
“State your business,” the guard
requested.
“I am Lady Une, I was…”
“Yes we were expecting you, Lady,”
the guard replied as he opened the gate for her.
She drove up the long tree-lined
driveway to the main house. She parked the car in front of the house where a
member of the staff, she didn’t recognize, met her. She was led down a long
familiar corridor. The butler opened the doors to the sitting room then closed
them behind her as she walked in. Lady Une looked towards the window and saw a
middle aged woman. “Duchess,” she replied as knelt out of respect.
The woman turned from the window and
looked her over carefully. Her jade eyes softened for a moment at seeing her
all grown up then hardened. “At least you had the grace to change your name.”
She said coldly as she walked past her. “I just want to know one thing, Victoria. Why didn’t you
do as you were expected? Be the perfect wife, hostess, and provide heirs for
you husband. War is no place for a woman of your stature.”
“It was something I had to do,” she
answered
“Couldn’t you have least married Treize before you went off
gallivanting?” she asked.
“Mr. Treize was not ready for
marriage…”
“Why didn’t you make him ready? I
did teach you a few things before you left here to live with the family. You
greatly dishonored the family and now Treize is dead with only a bastard
daughter left behind. Some colony girl I believe. How could you let that
happen, Victoria?”
Lady Une looked away. She would
rather not go down that trip of memory lane. “It was out of my control.”
The Duchess shook her head.
“My Duchess, you have guests your
cousin Lord Hein Von Unederhan and your mother Duchess Victoria Robin,” the
butler announced as the two guests walked in.
“Evelyn, how are you?” the duchess
greeted as she hugged her daughter. She looked curiously at the young woman as
though she looked familiar. “My dear, who is this?”
Evelyn looked toward Lady Une. “This
Lady Une. She had some information about Victoria.”
“Is she alive?” Victoria asked Lady Une hopefully. “We
haven’t heard from her in twelve years. Please tell me she’s okay.”
Lady Une’s eyes widened. She was
about to tell the old woman the truth.
“I’m afraid not,” Evelyn answered.
“She was killed during one of the many attacks in area.”
“My poor Victoria,” the woman sighed as she started
to cry. “Dying all alone without her family.”
“Duchess,” Lady Une comforted softly.
“I’m sure she knew you were thinking of her.”
“Perhaps you right,” the woman
replied as she wiped away her tears. “She wouldn’t want me to cry over her. She
hated for me to worry over her. She was very independent and a brilliant
child.”
“Mother, you should sit down. Lady
Une was about to leave,” Evelyn suggested as she helped the older woman to the
sofa. She looked towards her cousin to indicate that he should comfort his aunt
while she saw the guest out. Once the doors to the sitting room closed, Evelyn
looked at Lady Une almost wistfully. “It would have killed her to know what you
have done. The lives you destroyed and dishonor to the family.”
Lady Une looked at the blond woman
and sighed. “I did what I did because I had to, but at least I never lied that
is the greatest dishonor,” she said coldly. “Never contact me again for any
reason.”
Evelyn watched as Lady Une drove
away and wiped a single tear that fell down her cheek.
©
2001 Devon Masterson
Another
Bond Girl Production
We
all know who belongs to who, Gundam Wing belongs a whole bunch of rich
influential people and I just have some concepts. Don’t sue me, hire me instead
;p
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