| Interlude (part1) This is Part 1 of what was meant to be a one shot to bridge Blood Sweat and Tears and Pandora's Clock but it has taken on a mind of it's own. this is in progress and is always changing in subtle ways so i can't give you definate warnings look out for lots of angst, violence, yaoi, depressed quatre. I do not own Gundam Wing. Do not post without permission quicksylver written 07 08 2003 |
| Relena Darlian Peacecraft looked out of her window, deep in thought. The events of the past few days replayed in her mind like old projector movies, grainy and with poor sound. She sighed and turned away from the view, walking around the large desk that had been her father's. She sat in the large chair behind it and leaned back with another sigh, burrowing deeper into the plush chair she had often fallen asleep on as a child in her father's house. With a slight pout and her steepled index fingers pressed to her lips, she replayed the memories yet again. |
| Flashback -- three days ago. |
| A large pink limousine made it's way through the midtown traffic with surprising ease, Paegan's face beset with a expression of pride and contentment as he made use of all the shortcuts and fast moves he used to get them around the almost stopped up bottlenecks that occurred at almost every major intersection. |
| Relena smiled at him from the back seat. She was glad to have something to smile at. She had just visited her mother and she was exhausted and a little depressed. It seemed that after her husband's death Mrs. Darlian and sought many ways to cope with the loss, the latest of these being her joining the Church of the New Eden which encouraged going back to the garden of Eden where you only ate raw food and slept under the stars like adam and eve once did. |
| Relena had arrived to see nearly everything in the house covered in sheets and her mother meditating in the garden wearing nothing more than a thin white toga. The cooks and maids had been fired; leaving only the gardener, butler and a fellow member of the church whom served as a raw food chef. It had taken her almost a half-hour to convince her mother not to sell all of their properties and holdings and move into the forest. |
| She finally convinced her mother to leave the estate in her hands, all the while being stared at malevolently by the raw food chef and being coaxed into eating fruit tacos and vegetable purees by her mother. She finally left, promising to return the next day with their attorney, but not before comforting the distressed aging butler and ordering him to keep in contact with all the servants who had been let go so suddenly. The look of relief on his normally solemn face had been priceless. |
| The blonde girl chuckled into her hand at the memory, glancing out of the window. Startled, she did a double take and called out to her driver. |
| "Stop the car!" she ordered. |
| Paegan's brow wrinkled in confusion but he obeyed, pulling to limo to the side of the road. Curious, he turned to her only to find that Relena had already sprung from the car and was making her way through the busy street. He quickly followed her path, trying to keep her blonde hair in sight as the dodged around the many pedestrians crowding the pavement. |
| Meanwhile, Relena was a woman with a mission. She had briefly glimpsed a face and a head of golden hair and knew in her gut that it had to be Quatre, the gundam pilot; it just had to be. As she pushed her way towards his retreating figure she felt the small hope that she always held at the back of her mind swell up to press against her chest. |
| Heero, it breathed. |
| She knew that if she could talk to Quatre, he would know where Heero was. He had to tell her. She had to know. She had to see him again. There was nothing else in this crazy world that held her captive like the pilot of the white gundam. |
| With renewed vigour she shouldered her way the blonde pilot, putting hr hand on his shoulder and smiling as she spun him around to face her. The smile quickly melted into an expression of shock. |
| The boy she had met on several occasions in the past was gone. All that was left was a pale ghost lookung back at her with haunted eyes. For a few moments she could not get any sound to come from her mouth. Quatre looked almost dead with his pale skin and dark circles under eyes bloodshot and unfocused. |
| "Quatre?" she whispered, afraid to even speak loud at this 'apparition'. |
| His eyes focused for a few moments and he seemed to recognise her. |
| "it's me Relena" she coaxed, exchanging looks with Paegan who had finally caught up with her. |
| The look on the old man's face was almost enough to make her start to cry. Instead she stuffed that urge down and gently began to guide the blonde boy back to the limosine. |
| "It's going to be alright now Quatre" she said, keeping her voice soft and soothing. |
| Quatre stopped, startling her as he turned to face her His blue eyes unseeing as he mumbled words she had to strain to hear, words that sent a chill down her spine. |
| " Nothing will ever be the same again" |