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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 139. Baby Series 3 #188. Takes
place at approximately the same time as the Fates Willing. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
Two Being One He paused before the portrait, wondering if she had ever considered herself to be a consolation prize. She had known there was something between he and Treize Khushrenada. They had talked but somehow they had never quite found themselves talking about that particular subject. He loved Treize, but he loved Lucrezia too, and it begged the question how many times in a lifetime could a man find love? //She must have been disappointed in me.// Though, he admitted, she had never said anything of that nature to him. She was a rare woman, a strong woman. No one knew just how strong she was except him. No one but Lucrezia knew of the nightmares he had gone through after the war. She might even have suspected he was haunted by Zero and Epyon. She had cursed both systems enough to lead him to believe she had more than a basic notion of what it was that set him screaming at night. He could have done with her comfort when he was healing from the wounds he had sustained at the end of Libra. He had had nightmares then that paled his dreams she had witnessed into insignificance. Consolation prize? Did he view her as that? No, not ever. She had been very different to Treize. Her own woman entirely, with her own strong convictions. She would speak her mind if the need required and hold her peace when she felt it appropriate. As a Queen for Sanc she would have been… astonishing. He grinned at the portrait and shook his head slightly. It did not do her justice, hence its position in the Eastern hallway, but he had arranged for another to be done, this one to be mounted in pride of place. That one was coming along apace and would be finished in a matter of weeks. She would never be Queen of this country, but she had been Queen of his heart, as Treize had, and always would, be King. But what was he to do about those two young idiots intent on trying to run him to ground? It was not just the Run they pursued him for, but to get from him something he did not think he could give. Yes, it would be nice to be warm at night. It would be wonderful to have company, to enjoy intimate relations once more, but for him sex was something he could leave in his past and he knew his psychiatrist would not be thrilled to learn it. He was not fussed and he knew he was depressed; he had read the real psychiatric report, not the one presented to parliament. He was well aware of how poor a catch he was and he wished he could make it plain to those two wonderful young men that they should focus on each other. They should console each other and find together the joy in life of two being one.
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