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"Baby Series 1"Written By: Karina
Pairing: Zechs + ?, Wu Fei Notes: Challenge 18. #63 in the Baby Series. Takes place approximately 30 minutes after A Forlorn Love. 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.
Memories and Dreams of Moonlight ...in love with a Prince … dutiful to the people … night of the full moon … weep on the knee of his love … protect the children. Relena? Grisselda … forlorn love … Something stirred … something strange. "Moonlight on Snow." He had heard before those rich tones reverberating with life and vitality. The light was strange like the full moon on fresh snow and stirred strange emotions within him. There was a shape within the light. A form that old memories recognized. Someone coming toward him through the light. He should be alarmed, he should defend himself. He should … he was just so tired. "We met quite some time ago when you were small and weak and bled your life’s blood and innocence into the snow. You gave blood to the soil and to the snow within the Circle and there were you named. I guided you through the forest to safety when you ran from your enemies. Remember." Running, breath heaving in tortured lungs, hands and feet frozen by the snow, red splashing whenever he stumbled and fell … "Grandmother?" "So you called me then and still do I wish it were true. You are very tired, both in body and spirit as one would expect from a child marked by the fates to renew the ties of estranged hearts to the land." He was six once again, hurting in every muscle and joint and he was running scared through snow laden trees. Lost. The footprints of those he had followed filled with fresh snow and he was alone and lost in the ancient forest. Tired and afraid and he so desperately wanted his mother. They had killed his father. He must not think of his mother’s scream abruptly silenced. Blood and fire burning his home. He could not find Relena or Pagan or anyone he knew. He was alone. Her song had drawn him. A sweet voice that belied the aged face of a grandmother who had the youngest blue eyes and the warmest arms that held him. Her voice and her touch in that moonlighted glade with the strange rocks encircling them had lulled him to sleep and promised him safety and warmth. "Yes. You remember. I thought I would come to welcome you home." "Few will welcome me back." "More than you know, Moonlight on Snow, will rejoice at the return of the King. You grew up to be prettier than your father and with so much more heart. Where is your son?" "Safe." "Bring him back, Dear Heart. I will protect him and I will protect you." "Fei … Duo … Protect …" So very tired. "Sleep. Bring him home. Grisselda will protect the Children of the Moon." ————————————- Wu Fei sagged in the chair, relieved. Zechs slept. The room was empty. There was no old woman by the bed only moonlight. Chang snorted. He really did need to sleep in a bed for a change. Somehow it was easier now to walk out the door. End Karina Robertson 2005
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