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Out on a Limb
Chapter 7
By Devon Masterson
Aoi37@hotmail.com
“Colonel Une, I was able to get in
touch with most of your former soldiers,” Niko replied. He watched her for a
moment as she looked through some charts and graphs on her desk. “They are on
their way and are prepared for you to lead them to the ends of space.”
She looked up from her paperwork and
gave a look of gratitude. “Thank you for all your help, Niko,” she replied. “I
would haven’t been able to move as fast without you.”
“You’re welcome, ma’am,” he said as
he watched her wistfully. “I tried to
contact Lieutenant Zechs and Lieutenant Noin, but they can not be reached.”
“I detected someone trying to track
the Domini’s signal from near the Sangk
Kingdom,” she commented,
“it might be him, though the jamming signal coding he used was rather odd.”
“Is there anything else, I can do
for you?” Niko asked.
Lady Une sighed as she thought about
Heero. “I will be fine.”
Niko looked at her curiously. He had
a feeling that there was more than she was telling, but she was never in the
habit of confiding in him. He was just there to help her be strong when she
fell apart. “Yes, Colonel.” He walked to the door and
opened it. He gasped when he saw Heero standing in the doorway and drew his gun
out of habit.
“It’s alright, Niko,” she replied as
she came out from behind her desk.
Heero watched her every movement.
She was alive and before him. He looked towards Niko briefly, as his stare grew
cold. “I see that you’re alive and well,” he remarked.
She nodded as she watched him as
well. “Are the others okay?”
“Everyone is fine.”
“How did you find me?”
“Trowa recognized the coding.”
“I see,” she replied softly.
Niko stared at the exchange between
them. “She’s in love with a gundam
pilot?” He looked away. “I will be downstairs if you need me, Colonel,” he
said as he shut the door behind him.
“Have you found the base yet?” She
asked as she walked over to her desk. “I tacked the signal to…” her sentence
trailed as she felt Heero’s arms embrace her tightly. “I thought…”
“Shhh,” he whispered as he held her
in his arms. He turned her towards him and kissed her passionately. “Don’t ever
scare me like that again.”
“Don’t ever leave me again,” she
replied. He sat down in her chair and pulled her into his lap. “I thought I’d
never see you again.”
“Nothing would keep me from getting
back to you,” he commented as held her tightly. He didn’t want to let her go
from his embrace, just hold on to her forever. He swept her hair away from the
back of her neck and kissed it. She leaned back against him as he started moved
his hands lightly up and down her body.
“I love you,” she said softly as she
felt his hands undoing her bra and removing her shirt. She pulled from and
turned to face him. She kissed deeply him as she opened his shirt then kissed
his neck. “Heero, I’m…”
Heero moaned at her initiation and placed his finger
to her lips. He looked into her soft brown eyes. He needed to be close to her
right now after everything that happened, time was too precious. He lifted
himself as she slid his pants and boxers down then straddled him. He frowned as
his hands stole under her skirt and felt silk panties again. He nearly ripped
them again when he stopped himself. He grinned mischievously as he flipped them
to the side and entered her. He inhaled sharply as she settled around him. “I
love you, Victoria,” he sighed as they moved together.
She only smiled in her pleasure as she leaned in his
ear and breathed in it gently. “Show me how much,” she whispered as she started
to move against him harder.
Heero accepted the challenge as he grabbed her
buttocks in order to push into her harder. He put all his frustration, grief,
and passion into each thrust. He wanted to convey to her that even though he
was not the most open man there was, he did care and was hurt when he thought
he lost her.
Lady Une’s eyes drifted shut as she felt the man she
loved under her. The intensity of his emotions surged through her as she felt
the familiar feeling of ecstasy. He tracked her down and came to her that was
how much he loved her. She smiled as she felt her orgasm claim her. Heero
pulled her closely to him as he came as well. He fought his impulse to call out
her name, by holding her closer and closer to him. He could feel her contorting
as she shivered through her orgasm.
“My love,” she whispered in German to him as they
both came down from the sexual high. He still held her tightly when she brought
one of her legs to the other side and lay sidesaddle across him.
“I want you to be safe,” he whispered. “If I lost
you I would blow a lot of buildings up.” She chuckled lightly at his attempt at
humor, but she knew in the back of her mind there was a lot of truth to it. “I
mean it, Victoria, I want you to be safe.”
“Heero,” she sighed as she pulled away from and got
up.
Heero stood and pulled up his pants. “I don’t want
you to put yourself in danger.”
“I can’t guarantee that
anymore than you can,” she replied as she picked up her clothes and started to
dress.
“I am a front line soldier and you’re a strategist,”
he argued. “I have been trained to encounter the dangers of direct combat.”
She narrowed her eyes. “I am fully aware of my
capabilities and yours as well,” she replied angrily. “I can take care of
myself.”
“And that’s why you were in a coma for most of the
war,” he replied.
“How dare you?” she asked as she slapped him. Both
of their eyes widened at the action.
Heero said nothing as he held his face in shock. He
stared at her coldly. “Fine,” he said simply.
Lady Une balled her fist as she watched him leave.
As the door shut behind him, she hit the desk with her fist. She dropped into
her chair and placed her face in her hands.
“Colonel
Une, there’s a transmission from Trowa Barton for you,” Niko replied as he
opened the door. He saw the distraught look on her face and came over to her.
“Is everything okay?”
“I’m fine,” she replied as she
placed a device on the vid phone and took the call. “Commander Barton, it’s
good to know you’re alive and well.”
Trowa looked around nonchalantly to
see if Heero was in the room, but only saw Niko standing at attention. He
noticed the look on her face and knew something was wrong, but said nothing. “I
just wanted to let you know that the Domini have eight gundams and an army of
mobile dolls. There is no way our forces can withstand them without leveling
out the playing field.”
“I will have my people running
interference from our end,” Lady Une replied. She looked at Niko and he nodded
in agreement. She turned to Trowa. There had to be another reason he called
other than to tell her that. She knew of the Domini’s capabilities just like he
did. “You want me to pilot the last
suit?”
Trowa nodded. He knew Heero wouldn’t
like it, but she was one of the few people who had the ability to pilot a
gundam. “We will rendezverous at New Edwards for further details in 2 hours.”
“Over and out,” she replied.
“Over and out,” Trowa said.
Niko looked at Lady Une as she took
a deep breath. “Colonel, let me go in your place.”
“Nonsense. I can take care of myself. I have to pilot the
gundam. I am a soldier like you and I can still give orders via the com link,”
she replied.
“Colonel, I don’t what happened
between you and the gundam pilot, but it’s not worth throwing you life away,”
Niko commented lowly. Lady Une arched an eyebrow and Niko looked down. “Forgive
my impudence, Colonel.”
“Your thoughts have been taken in
account,” she replied as she opened the drawer to her desk and pulled out a
pair of glasses and put them on, “but I have no intention of dying. I will
contact you in two hours time. Have the men ready.”
“Yes, Colonel.”
Niko saluted and left the room.
Lady Une walked to a mirror on the
wall and braided her hair into the double bun style she wore during the war. “I
never thought I’d ever see you again,” she said lowly to her reflection.
***
Heero
looked out of the window of the small cargo shuttle. “What are we waiting for?”
he asked.
“Lady
Une,” Quatre answered as he sat down beside Heero and buckled his seat belt.
“What?”
he asked incredulously.
“We need her to pilot the last
suit,” Quatre answered. He looked at Heero’s expression and sighed. “You and I
both know we need it too much destroy it and there is no one else to pilot it.”
“Not her,” he replied.
“It’s too late,” Trowa commented
as he came to the main area. “She’s already on her way. She should be here in
fifteen minutes. Zechs and Noin are keeping a look out for her.” He then turned
and went back to the cockpit with Wufei to check things over.
Duo leaned back and looked at
Heero then shook his head. “So you guys broke up?” he asked.
“I don’t think it’s the time,”
Quatre warned as he looked at Heero’s expression.
“If I were lucky enough to find
someone I would never let her go,” Duo replied.
“I didn’t want her to get hurt,”
Heero argued.
“You’re soldiers. We get hurt
sometimes, but we get the job done. It’s what we do and we’re all damn good at
it,” Duo scoffed. “How do you think she feels when you go off one of your
missions?”
“It’s different,” he said simply.
“How the hell is it different?”
Duo asked incredulous. “We were matching wits against her and she nearly killed
us. You two perfect for each other, you’re both scary as hell.”
“Shut up, Duo,” Heero replied
indicating that the subject was closed.
Duo took the hint but had to add
one last comment. “You’re a real asshole if you let a chance like this pass you
by.” He then opened up a newspaper and put it over his head as though he was
going to sleep.
Quatre sighed and looked at
Heero. “He is right you know,” he said lowly.
Before Heero could say anything
the door of the shuttle slid to the side and the last of the team boarded. A
brief look was exchanged between the feuding lovers as Lady Une sat in her seat
and buckled the belt. “What is the plan of action?” she asked.
Heero turned away from the others
and looked out of the window. He already knew what the planned entailed,
judging from the equipment they had. They were going to put the ship on
autopilot and drift toward the Domini’s asteroid base. Once inside they would most likely break into teams of two, subdue the
enemy pilots, and grab the gundams. It was a simple enough plan, except Victoria was now
involved. He hated the idea that she was on this mission in the direct line of
danger. If he didn’t make it out that was one thing, but if she died on him
again he wouldn’t be able to take it. Things were already strained between the
two of them as it was. He wasn’t sure if there was still a two of them.
“…once we have the gundams, our
back up will arrive and distract them as we set off bombs to destroy the base,”
Quatre finished. “I know it’s not the best of plans but we’re out of options.”
The others nodded in agreement.
It was the best plan that could be implemented given the amount of time they
had. They would each have to do their part and hope for the best. The Domini
had only one weakness as far as they knew and that was a very centralized
source. Their lack of bases is what allowed them to stay hidden and keep their
activities under control for so long.
“We should be there in about
twenty minutes so we should go ahead and suit up,” Quatre suggested. The others
nodded and went to do so.
Fifteen minutes later, Trowa and Wufei stepped
from the cockpit. “We have three minutes,” Trowa replied. “I’ve set the shuttle
on auto-pilot and it’s programmed to dodged some of
the fire.”
“Once we get to the surface we
will not be able to use our long wave com links,” Wufei added. “We have
approximately ten minutes to set the explosives and secure the gundams before
we are more than likely detected.”
“In that time we will rendezvous
at the northern point of the asteroid,” Trowa remarked. He held his arm and
looked at his watch, the others followed suit. “The time is fifteen hundred in
five, four, three, two, one.” All of their watches
beeped in synchronization.
“Let’s do this,” Duo replied
excitedly as he got into his pod. “Shinagami‘s back for divine retribution.”
The others echoed his sentiment
in their own ways. There was no turning back. If they failed the mission, it
meant the loss of freedom for everyone counting on them and certain death
and/or torture for them. Heero looked at Lady Une as they got into a pod
together. It was rather convenient that the two of them were partnered up
together. The two of them drifted toward the asteroid in silence.
Everything was going according to
plan. The cargo shuttle was met with resistance as it entered the asteroid’s
range. It dodged fire in a perfectly orchestrated fashion. Trowa’s fighting
prowess was impressive. His program anticipated the first few shots of the
Domini perfectly as it dodged and even tried to be offensive. The cargo shuttle
did eventually go into a blaze at it was practically atomized.
They all landed on the surface
uneventfully moments later. They wished each other luck as the four teams
entered the asteroid warily, going four different directions. They were not
taking any chances with so much on the line.
Heero and Lady Une walked cautiously along the corridor as they made their
way to the room where the battle grid that the mobile dolls used was held.
Inside the security station, the
station crew yawned and tried to stay awake. Their leader warned them that
enemy was up to something and could strike at any time. They thought there was
something to the warning when they saw the cargo shuttle coming towards them.
After only a few minutes, they were able to shoot it down. They were staring to
think that all the extra precautions they had been taking lately wasn’t worth the trouble. Twelve-hour shifts and constant
human surveillance was not necessary from what they saw. The gundam pilots were
nothing without their gundams and Lady Une was nothing but a bitch with too
much power and high regard for herself. “I don’t know why we have do this,” one of them replied. “The five of us don’t all
have to be here. The enemy detection could take care of this.”
“I know what you mean,” another
replied.
“What the hell?” the first one
asked as he looked at the screen. In three different sections he saw, two
people walking cautiously down the corridor. “Lord Hein was right.” He was
about to hit the alarm when heard a low ping and then several others. He turned
around and saw his comrades lying on the floor bleeding. His eyes started to
roll to the back of his head as he fell.
Lady Une stood over the man and
looked at the wall of images. “Good call,” she heard Heero say as they left the
room. She didn’t believe in leaving anything to chance. The deviation may have
cost them a few moments but already it seemed well worth it. “Thank you,” she
replied as they continued to the battle grid.
Moments later they reached the
battle grid and began to set up the explosives. They were more of a distraction
than anything else. They would allow to get to the gundams
and get out. The damage they caused of course worked in their favor.
With the battle grid taken out and the hangar mostly destroyed, the mobile
dolls that were unharmed would have to be manually controlled and targeted.
“Let’s go,” Heero replied as she
set up the last of them. They started for the hangar where the gundams were
located. They had four minutes to get there and into the cockpit of the suits
before the explosives went off. Inside of the gundams they would be able to
withstand the explosions, that is if they got there in
time.
“What are those guys doing
sleeping on the job?” Commander Riker wondered angrily as he stalked to the
security deck. He had been calling down to them for the past five minutes and
still got no answer. He had visions of them laid out in irresponsible slumber. He
left the Alliance
for this bunch of rag tag soldier wannabes. He should have stayed in retirement
like some of his old comrades. The newbies, as he called them, took too much
for granted. They did not fear Lady Une and the gundam pilot’s fighting prowess
and he was starting to think that he might have sided with the wrong side. If
the money and potential prestige weren’t so good, he would have left years ago.
“Oh shit,” he replied as he
opened the door of the deck and saw all of his men dead. He saw eight space
suits heading for the gundam hangar and ran to the alarm. “Red
Alert. Enemy heading to level three. Secure
level 3.”
“The proverbial jig is up,” Wufei commented as he and Quatre opened the hangar doors.
They were met with gunfire and returned fire as they tried to get in.
“We’ll cover you,” Duo and Trowa
yelled as they came up. The started firing as Quatre and Wufei dived and rolled
inside of the hangar.
“Couldn’t they be a little more
original?” Duo asked as he ducked his head to avoid getting it shot off. “They
look almost like our gundams.”
“They say imitation is flattery,”
Trowa remarked sarcastically. He felt weird about piloting a strange gundam,
but seeing the almost familiar structure of the ones standing in the crossfire
made him feel at ease.
“We’re not taking too much of
your fun are we?” Heero asked as he and Lady Une joined them.
“Just in time buddy,” Duo
answered.
“We’ll cover you. Their
reinforcements are on the way,” Lady Une said as she changed her clip and
started to shoot again.
“So we heard,” Trowa replied. He
looked toward Duo and they dived out into the crossfire.
“Get to the other suits,” they
heard Noin yelled from inside her suit as she stood in the middle of the fire
to cover them. Zechs picked them up and put them near the cockpit of the other
suit as Wufei and Quatre joined them as well.
Heero looked at his watch and saw
they had one minute left. He looked to Lady Une and they ran inside as more
troops came down the hall. They each ran to a mobile suit. “Uh,” she groaned
and held her side.
“What is it?” he asked.
“I got a cramp in my side,” she
lied. She looked at her hand as she entered the cockpit and sighed. She wiped
the blood away and pulled out a disk from her suit. She uploaded the protection
program that Heero gave them all.
Her console lit up as she powered
up and she looked at her watch. Three. Two. One. The explosions they planted through the base
went off. They took the opportunity to breach the hanger while the Domini were
disoriented and met at the northern point.
“Now the real challenge begins,”
Wufei noted as he saw mobile dolls being deployed from the main hangar and a
few sub-hangars.
©
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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