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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: Milliardo + Pagan Notes: Challenge 76. Baby Series 2 #242. Takes
place a few hours after His Christmas Reward.
Indeed, Sir He ached in every conceivable bone and muscle, particularly his chest, and his lips felt swollen. “Well?” He was not in the best of moods, and not inclined to soften his temper. It was just Pagan in attendance, and he had survived three generations of Peacecraft temper. “Tea, Sir.” Milliardo glowered as the old man fussed. He knew what Pagan was up to, but he would not be distracted. “Well?” “On the recommendation of your physician, I have taken the liberty of cancelling the bulk of your engagements for the day. The media are reporting a security incident took place. Given we wish to avoid tales of your demise, I have taken the liberty of amalgamating two of the most important appointments for the day. “Those being?” “The visit to the Orphanage, and the luncheon scheduled to take place with your feminine guests.” A glare from arctic blue eyes had Pagan resisting a snicker. “Luncheon will now take place at the orphanage, as afternoon tea with the children. Though he is not pleased, the physician has agreed, provided you do not overexert yourself.” “I’m fine.” “Indeed, Sir.” “Who are they?” “We are investigating. As expected, none appear to be willing to discuss the matter.” He rested his head back against the headboard. “Who are they?” “I believe they will be proven to belong to a terrorist organization…” “Hunter!” The cold snap of the baritone voice silenced Pagan. Blue eyes glinted, promising arctic warmth. “Who are they?” “A mercenary group hired by certain officials belonging to an organization best left unnamed, at this time.” For a moment Pagan had hopes the King would allow the matter to rest, a hope dashed when Milliardo indicated the window. Not the window, he knew, but what lay beyond it. “It’s about the power station, yes?” “I believe so.” “Someone must have looked a little deeper than I would have liked them to, at this time.” “I have yet to confirm this supposition through my sources. How do you wish to deal with the situation?” He had hoped few would realize the more uncommon uses of the proposed power station to be constructed above New Port City. Plans of the various stages were public knowledge, though not the Shields system. There was only one set of master plans in existence. Who had accessed the blueprints, or had someone made an intuitive leap? “Check the blueprints are secure, and who has access to the system. As for the intruders… find out why they were targeting Stephen.” “Sir.” “And Pagan.” Blue eyes softened. “I take it Chang thought all his Christmases came at once, and Maxwell was up to his eyeballs in it?” The moustache twitched. “Indeed, Sir.” “What possessed them?” “Perhaps fear of losing something before they can claim it?” Blue eyes closed. “Has Chang bolted?” “I have endeavoured to ensure that does not happen. Both young men are assigned to special duties.” ~ * ~
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