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"Baby Series 1"Written By: Karina
Pairing: Wu Fei Notes: Challenge 14 . #44 in the Baby Series. Takes place approximately one hour after Intrigue. Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Thanks to Dulin for her work as beta.
Musings Two precious hours wasted. He had reviewed the security records of Preventers assigned to the manor and he was certain none of them had poisoned Zechs. //I will not permit you to die.// He had searched his memory for anything Zechs might have eaten or drunk that he and others at the manor had not likewise sampled and again drew a blank. Zechs lived as simple a life as his confinement allowed, himself cooking the meals that Pagan, Helen, Duo and Wu Fei shared. The man rarely drank anything other than chilled water and coffee or tea prepared by he, Pagan or Duo. Opportunities to poison Merquise were few when you considered he and only he hovered at deaths door. //Where did they find a lax point in security?// Zechs refused to employ a housekeeper. His staff consisted of Helen and through Relena’s insistence Pagan who once a week brought in domestics despite Merquise’s protests. He had examined the security files on the ten domestics employed and all checked out clear. If the staff were not the problem then he had to be missing something obvious. No one at the manor but Zechs had shown any signs of illness. //There is Duo’s allergy. No, the symptoms are not similar. He was recovering satisfactorily before Sally’s last visit. Helen first mentioned her concern five days ago. The wound became infected and he became more uncomfortable as each day progressed and the fever grew quickly.// "The list of everyone admitted to the estate over the last seven days. On the right side is a list of deliveries." Kristy slid a printout toward him. He reached for the list and settled into his chair. //The Minister and his cronies. Smug bastard. Confident he would have little trouble. Yes, He has to be behind this.// He stretched. How long? He would not take Sally’s twelve hour limit as accurate. //How did they poison only Zechs? // Fuel deliveries for the generators servicing the estate, a delivery from a pharmacist for Helen, two grocery deliveries, fresh milk everyday … He pushed the list from him. //What does Zechs do that no one else does?// He entered the bedroom, standing in the doorway and surveyed the room. The large four poster bed and bedside units, two lamps, a clock on the left and intercom on the right. Stephan was monitored by his father in every room of the manor. The window seat offered a view of the front of the house and the picturesque old style landscaping. On the far wall the double doors to the dressing room and beside them the lowboy sporting a tray of bandages and small tub of ointment Helen used to dress his wound. Everything as always neatly in its place, the dressing table and chest of draws facing the windows and … His eyes shifted back. "What does Zechs do that no one else does? That is what he does."
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