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By Devon Masterson
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Lady Une sat on Heero’s couch
sulking. “Have you found anything on Dalen Yu yet?” she asked trying to break
the silence.
“I haven’t done checking since this
afternoon.”
“The Vice Foreign Minister must have
kept you busy updating you and all,” she replied.
Heero looked at her casually. He
didn’t like her attitude. “Something bothering you?”
“No,” she answered as she stood up.
“I just didn’t think she was your type.”
Heero smiled to himself at her
jealousy. “And what is my type?” he asked as he walked over to her.
“I don’t know,” she answered shyly.
“I just figured it wasn’t her. She wouldn’t understand what you’ve been
through.”
“Like you do,” he supplied as he put
his arms around her.
“I wasn’t suggesting that,” her
sentence trailed as he kissed her. She moaned in his mouth in desire. She
needed his closeness. So much had happened the last few days and she just
wanted to be next to someone.
He ran his hands through her hair as
he pushed her to the couch. He pulled away from her a moment only to remove his
shirt. He threw it and kissed her deeply when there was a knock at the door.
“Heero, it’s me,” Relena said
through the door. “I know you’re in there. I saw the light on from the street.”
Heero sighed, “Why does this keep
happening to me?”
Lady Une sat up and shook her head.
“Is something wrong?” he asked as he
opened the door slightly.
“Not at all,” she replied as she
pushed her way in and gasped. “Heero, what’s going on?”
Lady Une looked annoyed for a
minute. She didn’t understand how someone who had been through so much could be
so naïve and stupid. If Heero preferred her, then so be it. “It’s a party.
Surprise,” she said sarcastically as she walked out.
Heero started to go after her when
Relena grabbed his arm. “What’s going on between you two?”
“You don’t get it do you?” he asked
annoyed. “I don’t feel the way about you that you feel for me.”
Relena released his arm slowly as
her eyes softened. She felt like such a fool. She should have seen it the whole
time. The way Lady Une looked at her in the shuttle port. The way he watched
her when she came into the room at a conference. She tried to ignore it but she
saw it. He never looked at her like that. “You’re going to need this,” she
sighed as she picked up his shirt and threw it to him.
“I’m sorry that I…”
“No you’re not,” Relena interrupted.
“I know I’m stubborn. I probably had it coming a long time. I just want to know,
do you love her?”
Heero looked at her and nodded with
a smile.
Relena sucked in her breath. “At
least it was love,” she replied as she painted a smile on her face.
Heero ran
down the hall and saw Lady Une nowhere in sight. “Damn. She could be anywhere,”
he cursed.
***
Victoria Robin sat on her sofa and
stared out of the window. Scrapbooks and photo albums were spread out next to
her. Smiling faces from long ago with their glossy finish stared at the ceiling
begging to relive the good times. Victoria
turned towards them and picked a picture of her smiling granddaughter named for
her. She started to cry as she thought about never seeing her granddaughter
again.
She had been hoping that the woman visiting Evelyn
could have been Victoria, her coloring was right, but her little Victoria was
almost the spitting image of Evelyn just the hair and eyes were different.
There was still something familiar about Lady Une that Victoria just couldn’t seem to let go.
She sat up quickly and knocked an old photo album to
the floor. She bent to pick it up when a picture yellow with age fell out. It
was a picture of her as a little girl. Victoria
let out a gasp as her eyes started to brim. In the picture with her was her
mother, taken fifty years ago. Her mother was in her early twenties and looked
exactly like Lady Une. “Victoria,
you are alive,” she whispered in joy. “But
why did Evelyn lie to me?”
“Mother?” a voice asked from the other side of the
room.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Victoria asked angrily as she walked over to
her daughter.
“You found out,” Evelyn observed. “I did it to
protect the family.”
“How could reuniting with my granddaughter hurt the
family?”
“Victoria
was a war criminal and now she’s head of the Preventers,” Evelyn pointed out.
“She changed her name for a reason. No one knows about her. As far as everyone
knows she just appeared on the scene during the war. I didn’t want our family
to be a target like the Peacecrafts and I…wanted to keep her safe so she could
do her job without worrying about us.”
“Why did bring her here and tell me that she was
dead?” Victoria
asked hurtfully
“I didn’t want you to look for her and expose her,”
Evelyn answered then turned away as tears threatened to fall, “and I wanted to
see my baby one last time.”
“Evelyn,” Victoria
sighed as she hugged her daughter.
“She hates me mother. She really does, but I
couldn’t think of anything else to do,” she sobbed.
“I will take care of this,” Victoria said softly.
Evelyn pulled away and looked at her with identical
green eyes. “What are you planning to do?”
“I’m going to a conference on L4,” she answered with
a determined look. “Everything about Victoria
is between you and me. There’s no need to shake up the rest of the family. I’ll
let you know what happens when I get back.”
Evelyn nodded and wiped her tears. “Yes, mother.”
***
Lady Une sat on a shuttle bound to colony 97NSU01 in
the L4 sector and sighed. “You didn’t have to come with me, Trowa,” she
remarked as she crossed her legs. “You know I have plenty of people watching
the conference. I don’t need a personal guard.”
Trowa turned the page of his book. “We’re all
feeling a little paranoid right now, humor him,” he replied not looking up from
his book.
She blushed slightly hearing his play on words. She
wondered how long they knew. Knowing the ex-gundam pilots they probably knew
before she and Heero knew. “There is no
us. He hasn’t said anything since Relena coming by.” She shifted in her seat slightly.
“Is there something wrong?” Trowa asked.
“No,” she replied as she looked out of the window.
Trowa looked up curiously at this new side of Lady
Une, the feminine side. Apparently there was more to her than battles and
politics. Now he could see how Heero could fall for her that is once you got
past the hard exterior.
“Arriving on colony 97NSU01 in five minutes,” a
professional feminine voice announced.
Lady Une sat back and watched as the shuttle docked.
“Thank you for flying with G-Wing,” the voice announced as the door of the
shuttle opened.
“Colonel Une,” a man called as she came down the
steps.
Trowa looked at that man suspiciously and carefully
watched as he reached into his jacket pocket to pull out a note. He doubted
anyone would ‘warn’ her in this public place but he didn’t want to have to
explain it to Heero if she got hurt. “This is from the president.”
“Thank you,” she replied as she took the note and
opened it. The man walked away. “The president wants to meet with me about the
Domini before the conference.”
They
started to walk to offices in the conference hall. Lady Une took a deep breath
as she prepared to explain. The president had a tendency to fly off the handle.
He did not understand such matters of espionage and warfare. If he had his
complete way there would be no Preventers and she and the gundam pilots would
be rotting somewhere.
Trowa nodded in silent agreement as
she entered the office. He understood completely what an ignorant jerk the
President was. “Lady Une, what is this I hear about another group attacking our
peace. I thought the Domini was not a threat. And here in your report it states
that they have acquired gundanium, enough for ten mobile suits. How could you
let this happen?”
“Sir, the Domini is more intricate
than we first speculated. Their hands are into almost everything. They have
been using a system of corporations in order to proliferate…”
“Yes, yes I read your report,” he
replied annoyed. “I don’t think you are doing your job, Colonel. You are
supposed to prevent such things from happening and I see that you can not do
that. This will not turn into another Marimaya incident. I am appointing a new
commanding officer to head the Preventers. I will also be looking into you role
in all of this seeing as some of you acquaintances from the Romerfeller
foundation might be involved.”
Lady Une balled her fist in anger.
“You are making a mistake.”
“My mistake was allowing the
parliament to elect you as head. I have yet to see the fine military mind they
claimed you had.”
Lady Une nearly lost her temper and
told him what she thought of him with choice words, but she needed to be with
grace. “I hope you don’t regret your decision,” she said simply as she left the
room.
Trowa looked up at her curiously as
she slammed the door behind her. “What’s wrong?”
“You’re the commanding officer here
now,” she said simply as she walked out.
“The bastard fired you!” Trowa
exclaimed out of pure shock. It was not normal for his tone to rise above his
normal quite spoken one.
“Don’t worry; he’ll probably appoint
Zechs as commanding officer. I thought the man was a chauvinist,” she replied.
“At least Zechs would know what he was doing and be on top of things.”
Trowa nodded. Zechs would be a
logical choice, but something told him that President was going to do something
stupid. The man had to be crazy if he was going to fire one of the finest
military minds they had to offer. “What are you going to do now?”
“I might head back now. I am too
irritated with the man to be anywhere near him.”
“I‘ll go back with you,” he replied.
“I’m no longer your commanding
officer and you need to stay here,” she said. “I am no longer a threat to the
Domini.”
“I made a promise to Heero,” Trowa
commented, “and with you no longer being my commanding officer, I can have you
bound and gagged in order to keep my promise.”
Lady Une narrowed her eyes at his
forwardness. “You are very brave to talk to me as such, Commander Barton. I
will stay so that you may honor your promise and because I would hate to shoot
such a fine officer, but do not threaten me again.” She walked away.
Trowa shook his head and smiled
slightly. “That is why, Heero’s in love
with her.” The two were quite suited
for each other.
“Are you coming, Commander?” she
asked as she continued down the hall without looking.
He said nothing but followed her to
the pressroom where the conference would be held.
Victoria Robin looked around the
crowd of reporters, officials, and concerned citizens. She missed the
conference due to a flight delay and arrived as it ended. She was sure that her
granddaughter would be there, she just had to be. “Aunt Victoria?” Hein called as he put his hand on
her shoulder.
“Hein, what are you doing here?” she
asked in surprise. There was no way he could know why she was there.
He smiled. “As the new head of the
Preventers, I have to be here to assure that things go through smoothly.”
“I didn’t know that you knew
anything about military tactics,” she replied as she hugged him half-heartedly.
She was happy for him but she didn’t like the fact that her little Victoria was now without
her position.
“Uncle Cristobal taught me much,” he
commented. He looked towards the president. “I must go I have business to
attend to. I will talk with you more when I return to Earth.” He kissed her
cheek
Victoria waved and then continued her
search. She saw a young woman talking with a few officials walk away. “Excuse
me, Miss,” she said, “I was wondering if you seen Lady Une.”
Her blue eyes looked sad for a
moment. “She left for L2 just a few minutes ago,” she answered.
“I missed her,” the woman sighed.
“Could you tell me where in L2?”
“Colony AOI37,” she answered
wistfully.
“Thank you, miss.”
“Relena,” she commented. “May I ask
why you’re looking for her?”
“I lost my granddaughter in the war
and she was able to help me find out about her,” she answered as she turned to
leave.
Relena stood looking after the older
woman then turned to catch her own shuttle to her next meeting.
©
2001 Devon Masterson
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Bond Girl Production
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