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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: Pagan + Milliardo Notes: Challenge 89. Baby Series 3 #31. Takes
place at approximately the same time as Move On. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
No Immediate Danger “Parliament will adjourn for a period of one month on Thursday. The extended season has, it appears, taken a toll on our esteemed members.” Milliardo arched an eyebrow lazily and accepted the drink. “So long as they pass what I need them to pass before they adjourn, I do not particularly care. I will need time to finalize this first stage and if they are not sitting, so much the better. Less chance of them interfering.” He glanced at the crystal goblet in his hand, watching the stream of bubbles. “What is it?” “Lemon flavoured mineral water.” “Wonderful,” he sighed. “Where are Chang and Maxwell?” “On their break, Sir. They are due to return in a few minutes.” “Damn. Find some way to spare me, will you Pagan?” “Sir?” Pagan looked his confusion. “Three o’clock.” Pagan’s eyes turned obediently and his frown cleared as he noted the delegation politely moving through the crowd. “One last attempt to have you agree to proclaim a Queen for Sanc, Sir.” “So it would appear. The only official announcement they will have from me tonight, is I am inclined to invoke clause twenty three of the Parliamentary Charter of 1663.” Pagan choked back a snicker. “You have been doing your homework, Sir.” “Well, when you sleep as little as I do a little light reading is distracting.” “Royal privilege to dissolve Parliament might not quite apply to this situation, Sir. I believe it was intended only to be used in extreme cases of civil unrest.” Milliardo sipped the mineral water and hissed, setting aside the glass. “That tastes foul, Pagan. Nothing like lemon.” Frowning Pagan picked up the glass and sniffed the contents, sipped and signalled to the bodyguards near the King’s seat. “How much did you drink?” “No more than you would just have sampled.” Pagan grunted and counted his pulse beat, discretely placing a hand over the King’s wrist to read his pulse. “We appear to be in no immediate danger of dying. I will have the contents tested for known poisons while you retire for the evening.” He was of a mind to question if that was necessary as he certainly did not feel poisoned, but catching sight once again of the delegation, Milliardo changed his mind. While he doubted someone would be brash enough to poison his mineral water he would welcome the chance to escape the remainder of the evening. “Make my excuses, if you would and don’t die, old man.” “Indeed, Sir. Dying is not on my agenda for the evening.” The guards closed in on Milliardo and Pagan signalled Heero to join him, watching as Milliardo was discretely hustled through a door concealed behind a strategically placed screen. “Pagan?” “We may have a problem, Mr. Yuy. Have this analysed for dangerous content with all haste. Keep the Princess under observation whilst I summon Chang and Maxwell to keep the King under observation.” ~ * ~ |
