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"Baby Series 3"Written By: Karina Rating: PG Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing: Milliardo Notes: Challenge 157. Baby Series 3 #244. Takes place a few hours after Critical Point. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
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Tomorrow Never Comes //Yesterday, today and tomorrow. Descriptions of the passage and the passing, the measurement of time. Sometimes the passing of time is deceptive.// Chang was toasting his backside. The man was not tall, but he was, nevertheless, remarkable in a room of many people regardless of his lack of physical stature. He had a presence of character few could ignore. //It seems like only yesterday he and Maxwell were at each others throats. An interesting courtship ritual. Sniping and snarling on Chang's part, joking and annoying on Maxwell's. I wonder what the catalyst was that changed their relationship?// Maxwell was sprawled in front of the hearth, head bent over a report and blueprints opened out around him. Every now and then he would reference something in the report against the plans and make notes. He took his work as an engineer seriously and Milliaro had no complaint with his work. He had a good eye for detail and not much would get past him. Milliardo knew Maxwell triple checked his work before he was satisfied. He knew the events of today had shaken them all, the former Gundam pilots as well, though less than his sister. He had known his presence would cause difficulties, but in all honesty he had not expected such a scene so early in this visit to Luxembourg. He had thought the unrest with his presence would manifest when he addressed the ESUN Assembly. At least his sister had been safe and he had made the right decision to keep Stephen in Sanc. He could trust Helen to keep the child safe and Pagan had assembled a team he could trust to ensure the child remained secure. Of course, there was the remarkable matriarch, Anastasia, as added security. She and the sisterhood had kept him alive as a child and he could trust them to see his son secure. Tomorrow Relena would resign officially. He could not say he was sorry. The girl had been remarkable and had earned the people's trust. That was why the government was not thrilled with her resignation. Their replacement for her had far less of a reputation in the colonies. He only hoped they would realise that with the position she would take up she would be more effective than tied down to their limiting portfolio. //Tomorrow never comes. It is always today when the sun comes up and never tomorrow. Treize loved word games and he rarely used that word, unless it was the `Soldiers of Tomorrow'. He had a different meaning for tomorrow I think, but then he had a different view of the world and the future we would walk. I miss you, you bastard. Why did you have to die?// Useless. Pathetic even, but once in a while it was alright to curse his lover and feel the pain. Just... every now and then he could allow it, pathetic as that was. Tomorrow there would be no time for it. ~ * ~ |
