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"Baby Series 1"Written By: Karina
Pairing: Relena + Helen Notes: Challenge 24. Baby Series 2 #20. Takes place some three hours after Rivals?. Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Many thanks to Dulin for her work as beta.
Waiting "Pagan?" Relena looked up hopefully and felt her heart plummet when Helen entered the nursery. "Oh. How are you this evening, Helen?" "Worried, as you are, Ma'am." Helen dipped in a curtsey, moved to the bed and peered down at the sleeping infant. Stephan sucked his thumb oblivious to the tension in the room. Relena sighed and lightly ran a finger over the silken almost white hair. "I wish I could sleep like that." "No word?" "Nothing. I could do them all an injury for taking off without communicators. Where were their vaunted gundam pilot brains?" Helen chuckled. "I think it will be a long night." "A very long night. Probably the longest night I've endured since the war." "Which long night was your worst?" Helen neatened the baby's toys, not because they were untidy but because she needed something to do. Relena sighed and settled in the rocking chair her brother preferred to use to rock Stephan whenever he had a spare moment. The windows were tightly shuttered against the blizzard and the heavy curtains drawn to retain heat. "The night Sanc fell to Romefellers Oz and I surrendered. The night Dermail issued me an ultimatum though he couched it in more genteel terms. Brother was in space but I learned later he came back to Earth to try to stop me from handing Sanc over to them.â?" "You did not make the choice lightly." "No and I still think it was the right thing at the time to do. I was naive and inexperienced. I wanted to stop the killing and I thought Romefeller would honour the ceasefire." "I thought they did." Helen murmured. "In a fashion. The mobile suits stopped but their ground occupation forces were relentless and vicious. Many people died and the world never knew. Ordinary people, not soldiers. People you see on the streets, minding their own business, happy in their own lives." "I doubt there was anything you could do." "Milliardo would have handled it differently." "I have no doubt of that but you are not Milliardo. You did not have his training. We all do things we regret and later think 'I should have...'. That serves no purpose other than to stop us from moving on. I think you both did remarkably well with what you had to work with." "Do you not harbour any ill will toward Milliardo? So many people do but the fact he is now king shows there is forgiveness out there." "I doubt he is looking for forgiveness. He has found the strength to put it behind him and move on. We all need to do that. I feel no ill will toward him. It was war. This will be a long night but at least it is a long night in peaceful times." "No matter how many times I think there can not possibly be a longer night I always seem to be wrong." "It's called life." End |
