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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: Wu Fei Notes: Challenge 100. Baby Series 3 #67. Takes
place a few minutes after She Was A Soldier. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
This Day Milliardo had not slept and Chang could not say he was surprised. Pagan was right, as he usually was. Milliardo, this day of all days, would not find peace. For much of the year he had been forced to set aside his grieving but this day was not one he could ignore, nor should he be expected to ignore it. This day, one year ago, his wife had died. This day, one year ago, his world had turned, yet again, along unexpected paths. This day, one year ago, he had been left with a new born and a life that was shattered. It was not as though Milliardo had not rebuilt his life from ruins before. He had repeatedly proven himself a survivor, not easily cowed by the tides of fate, but that last blow, the death of the one woman he had found it in him to dare to love, was perhaps the greatest test of his will to live. Milliardo had not done it for himself any more than he had threatened Earth with wholesale destruction for himself eight years ago. Then he had wanted people to stop and look about them, at how fragile and vulnerable their planet was; at how easy it would be to destroy it all. He had wanted so much and all around him people were dancing that infernal eternal waltz called politics. The planets and the fates danced for eternity in a delicate balance that marched inexorably onward, ignoring the foibles of the human species as being insignificant to their majesty. Game playing that was what they had been doing. Within a few years they would have found themselves back where they had started with those in power taking advantage and jockeying events to suit their own purposes. Milliardo Peacecraft had terrified them into looking at themselves and seeing how invincible they were not. He had accepted the stigma that would come with the lesson, all the centuries of breeding and responsibility for others; the need to acknowledge the truth and act upon it driving him to that fateful decision. And of course the monster Epyon, mercilessly driving him further into the certainty of what he must do with its predictions of doom. She had been with him for much of his life, though not for as many years as Khushrenada, of course. Milliardo had lost him too, childhood friend and later something more. Friend, mentor and lover; that was what Treize Khushrenada had been. Was it any wonder the King of Sanc believed it was safer to remain solitary; focusing his efforts on doting on his son and performing his duties in a manner no one could fault and call themselves honest? It was as well others had differing ideas of how the Terror of Earth would live out his life. Wu Fei pressed his thumb to the wrist communicator. “Target located, Duo. I’ll have him on the plane in thirty minutes.” “Acknowledged. I will be waiting.” ~ * ~ |
