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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: Heero + Wu Fei Notes: Challenge 70. Baby Series 2 #217. Takes
place at the same time as Ripe For Harvest.
Reap What You Sow “We have a situation. Multiple crops are ripe for harvest. Advise you handle the Phoenix with care, it is known to bite. I want the palace swept and the crop harvested.” Chang swore. “Just what we need, Milliardo prowling.” His earpiece crackled softly and he knew the frequency had been altered at a master unit. Hunter’s voice sounded decidedly tetchy to Wu Fei. “Be advised Phoenix, I am aware of your location. Respond immediately.” “Not going to work if he has flashbacked.” Yuy peered around a corner, voice a quiet murmur. “Or if he is being bloody-minded.” “He has been tense lately.” Wu Fei admitted, sotto voiced. “He has been too quiet and something had to break.” “Reap what you sow.” Yuy murmured. “They have been pushing him. He had a discussion with Mrs. Darlian tonight.” “I never saw them exchange more than half a dozen words.” “On returning to the Palace. He’s been restless tonight and she followed him to the stables.” “Do you know what was said?” “For certain? No, but I have a reasonable idea.” Heero motioned with a short choppy movement and Chang slipped around the corner, gliding along the darkened hall. They paused at the next intersection and it was Chang who took point. “This discussion they had… would it be sensitive enough to bring a flashback to the fore?” Heero hesitated as Chang motioned the all clear and they glided together up the hallway, pausing at the stairs they debated which direction would best suit their needs. “I don’t know. It might have been.” “Mr. Yuy.” Hunter’s voice filled his ear. “Mr. Chang. Leave the intruder to Mr. Maxwell and House Security. Hunt the Phoenix and bring him to roost.” Chang’s eyes widened and Heero winced. He had hoped Hunter would not give that instruction. He was not keen on the idea of trying to bring Zechs Merquise down if Milliardo was, in fact, Zechs at this time. The man was likely to respond unfavourably to being jumped, and would possibly not be inclined to listen to them. If he recalled them as enemies from the war there would be little doubt how he would react. It was better to hope he was Milliardo and merely curious as to what was happening. “Acknowledged.” Heero whispered. “Lets hope he is in an amicable mood.” “Better us than anyone else.” Wu Fei murmured. “We at least know what he is capable of.” Did they know it all, Heero wondered. Oz Specials were special ops, not merely Mobile Suit pilots. Since the war he had had occasion to more deeply investigate the history of Zechs Merquise. What he knew left him with a hollow feeling in the pit of his stomach. “Have you read his record?” “Public and sealed.” Chang whispered. “Good.” Heero motioned up the stairs. “Hunter. Advise tracer coordinates.” “Moving two floors above you, in your general direction.” “Acknowledged. Harvest commencing.” Wu Fei snorted. End
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