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"Baby Series 2"Written By: Karina
Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the
Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing: Relena + Heero Notes: Challenge 65. Baby Series 2 #197. Takes
place at at approximately the same time as Contemplating The Snow.
Waiting It had been a long time since they had left the palace and she had waited, patiently initially and now in growing worry bordering on panic. It had been over an hour, and she had expected at least her mother to return. It worried her, what lay between them, but she had known it must come to a head and neither would say anything while in her presence. “Relena? What are you doing?” With a tiny sigh she turned, presenting her back to the pristine snow. He was still dressed, though much more casually. The tie was gone, the dress shoes replaced by more comfortable trainers and his shirt was unbuttoned to mid chest, his hair delightfully as uncontrollable as ever. She had come to this sitting room because it overlooked the rear grounds and she had, from her bedroom, noted her brother crossing the garden. Concern he might have experienced a flashback was dismissed at the accompanying shadows, his bodyguards. He was watched. Initially intending to fetch herself a midnight snack she had hesitated as her mother had slipped out of her suite of rooms and Relena had followed her, stopping at the rear door. It had been obvious there would be a confrontation. They would finally meet, in private, to air the conflict they tried so hard to hide from her. “Waiting.” “You saw your mother leave?” At her nod Heero moved to join her. “They are in the largest barn.” She did not ask how he knew, he always knew what was happening. She considered running out to find them, perhaps to save someone from a bloody death, but no. Milliardo was a gentleman and would not hurt her mother. “I have been standing here contemplating what it is that lies between them.” “The past.” Relena shivered delicately, not from cold. “Something happened when Sanc fell, didn’t it?” “I believe so.” “Do you know what?” “I have an idea, but I have not asked and he has not told me.” There had been passing comments suggestive of what might have transpired many years ago. He had thought long and hard about the tension so visible between the two, which both tried to hide from Relena. He was not about to tell her the upshot of his contemplations led him to surmise the child had been left to die by the adult. “You will not tell me?” “It is not my story to tell.” The barn was not visible from her position and she fought the temptation to find another window from which she might oversee it. “Heero.” “Yes?” “Hold me?” His arms were strong and blessedly warm. “Always. There. Look.” Her eyes followed his finger, and her heart thudded in her chest. Coming into view from the direction of the stables and barns were two heavily coated figures, trailed by moving shadows. There could be no mistaking the moon pale hair of her brother, long silken strands stirring in a rising breeze. End
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