" Fragile Faith "

Written By: Helen


Disclaimers: I own nothing in this fic. Gundam Wing and its characters are copyrighted by Bandai, Sunrise, Sotsu Agency, ANB, and others that I'm not too sure of... I'm only using them for entertainment purposes. No money being made here.

Warnings: AU, Angst, Sap, Shounen ai/Yaoi

Pairings: 2+1, 1+2, 2x1

Spoilers: None

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http://de.geocities.com/usagilikestakuchan/GW/heeroxduoyaoi.html
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Rating: PG-13

Author's Notes: THANK YOU TO AKUMA-SAMA FOR HELPING ME COME UP WITH A TITLE!!! Now my UFic will be called “Fragile Faith”.

Summary: Duo is a child prodigy and one of his professors in college gives him "an assignment": to go volunteer at an orphanage. There he meets...

Special Thanks: My ultra-fast beta Deb!! *glomps* Thank you thank you for being my number one beta!!

Dedication: Thanks to everyone in 1x2ML who responded to my e-mail and helping me decide which fic to write/post. This is for you guys! *huggles*

 

Fragile Faith

Fragile Faith: Chapter 29 - Finding the Truth

~~~Mr. Darlian’s Limo~~~

“Do you know where your daughter is right now?” Lady Une asked desperately.

“I do,” Mr. Darlian sighed. “Her chauffeur Pargan called me last night to inform me about an accident involving her fiancé…” Lady Une’s hand flew to her mouth as she gasped sharply.

“Oh no, Heero… Is he all right? Please say he’s all right!”

“That I don’t know, but I’m positive that the young boy in the hospital right now is the one that you are looking for. Truth be told I didn’t know it was so serious; until Ms. Noin told me everything on my way to the orphanage.” Mr. Darlian rubbed the bridge of his nose. “I never thought that Relena would do something like this…”

“Mr. Darlian… you won’t let her take Heero away… will you?” Mr. Darlian looked at Lady Une, sympathy clearly visible in his eyes.

“I had told her that she could have any husband she wanted… but I suppose I didn’t make it clear that the feeling had to be mutual. Perhaps this is my fault…”

“Don’t say that. You didn’t know,” Lady Une replied.

“Rest assured, my Lady. I won’t let this happen. Not after what she's tried to do,” Mr. Darlian said, his voice resolved.

~~~Winner Memorial Hospital, Intensive Care Unit, Room 102~~~

Two quietly conversing girls stood at the end of a hospital bed where an unconscious boy lay.

“Do you think he's Heero?” Dorothy whispered to Catherine, who was holding onto the plushie. Quatre had given it to her before he went off to call Duo while Trowa continued searching for Dr. Winner and Dr. Po.

“I hope he is… for Duo’s sake,” Catherine replied just as quietly as they continued their vigilance over the Japanese boy.

Down the hall, Quatre punched in Duo’s phone number yet again.

“Come on Duo… pick up!” he whispered desperately. He was starting to fidget and tap his foot as the ringing tone continued. After the 5th ring, he hit the small button, disconnecting the call then dialed again, this time though he called Hilde’s number.

“Hello?”

“Hilde! Thank Allah I found you. Where is Duo? I must have tried a million times already but he wouldn’t pick up the phone. Did he go off somewhere?” Quatre said in a rush.

“Whoa, calm down Quatre. I don’t know where he is.”

“You must find him Hilde. I think we found Heero.” The girl on the other end of the line gasped.

“Really?! Oh my god! Then I’ll go right now! Call my cell if you have any news, ok Quatre?”

“Right. You must hurry though because I think that Relena is also here.”

“You got it.” A click and a dial tone followed.

Down another hallway, Trowa was starting to get a bit frustrated.

‘Just where *are* they?’ he thought. Turning a corner rather hastily, he bumped into someone.

“Sorry,” he said immediately.

“Good heavens, Trowa. Don’t scare us like that.” Trowa's head snapped up at the familiar voice.

“Dr. Winner… Dr. Po.” Sure enough, the two doctors that he had been seeking were standing right in front of him.

“You have to come with me.” Both doctors blinked in confusion but Trowa offered no explanation. Grabbing onto both their wrists, he quickly pulled them back to where the others were.

tbc…


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