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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: Relena Notes: Challenge 103. Baby Series 3 #76. Takes
place approximately 3 hours following Done Was Done. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
Circles “‘Our first priority is to survive. Our second should be to make a difference.’” Relena set the book of quotations aside and looked over the snow covered garden. Soon enough the weather would grow warmer and wetter, and spring would cover Sanc in flowers. What was left of the old city was always a riot of colour when the bulbs bloomed. She had been present in Sanc to witness it only once since learning she was a Peacecraft daughter. It had been beautiful, but a pale shadow of what once had been. Tourists, she was told, had come from all over the world to walk through the ancient streets and admire the abundance of flowers. A few buildings still stood, a great deal of rubble marked the destruction and beneath the snow the bulbs Sanc had been famous for would be beginning to stir. This time, for the last time, they would flower amidst ruins. Milliardo’s influence was making a difference. She had known he would be good for the country and their people; one day he might even recognize it. He made his first priority the people of Sanc, not the people of the world. That was her priority, the world, not Sanc. The two need not clash. Once he had given her to Sanc as now she gave him to Sanc… and he, in turn, was giving her to the world. It was an interesting circle, she mused. Peace Ambassador to the ESUN, the resurrection of an old office with a fancy new title. He was having the old city cleared of debris this spring and a major rebuilding project would be underway by summer. In keeping with the history of the old city the buildings would be constructed in the traditional style, and in time they would acquire a semblance of age. By the next winter the old sector would be reconstructed, new people would be living there and another scar of the past would be hidden. Hidden though not forgotten. Sanc would never forget the price paid for the Earth Sphere’s peace. She had effectively closed the door on any chance of her advancing in the House of Representatives as a politician in the party backing her. By refusing to be the cover girl for the government she had made a statement and they would not forget. It would mean years of sitting on the back bench, nodding her head and playing dumb to earn a chance for advancement. She made it plain she had a brain and the will to use it, independent of party policy. A cardinal sin. It was for the best. She was serious about making life
better, not for a select few, but for everyone. While as Peace Ambassador
she would have no real authority outside of Sanc, it would permit
her to break free of the strictures of accepted political form. She
could go places and do things she never could have as a party politician.
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