Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction / Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Ed n Duo's Greatest Adventure ❯ Chapter 17 ( Chapter 17 )

Ed and Trowa's Bogus Journey

Chapter 1

By Devon Masterson

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Catherine, Trowa, and Quatre stepped off the elevator quickly. They finally had a lead on Trowa and there was no telling when he might take off. Everyone was just grateful that Quatre's gambit, of hanging around Paris until Trowa showed up, finally paid off.

"Hold the elevator," a woman called as she stalked toward them then started mumbling angrily in French about never being so angry in her life, never picking up men in bars that buy her drinks, and the nerve of a gay man sleeping with her and calling out the name of his lover.

Three pairs of eyes widened just before they quickly made their way down the hall. That was too much of a coincidence, the woman had flaming red hair, seemed to be a nightstand, and on the same floor as Trowa.

"This is going to be bad," Duo commented as they stood next to a partially open door. Whoever left must have been in a hurry or extremely pissed off.

"We'll go in first," Quatre said as he and Catherine pushed open the door.

Trowa sat on the side of the bed in his boxers with his face buried in his hands. "I said to get out, Marie," he replied without looking. He was starting to grow tired of this game of sleeping with every redhead in town. The pain did not get better with each girl, it got worse and he was starting to depend on it. Settling for a look a like was never going to bring Ed back to him or change the fact that she preferred Duo over him.

"It's us," Quatre replied looking disappointed.

Trowa looked up and saw Catherine, Quatre, and… Duo! "What are you doing here?" He said lowly as he stood.

"What the hell are you doing?" Duo asked angrily as he stepped out in front of them. He was going to face this head on. It was never in his nature to shrink away from the truth. Trowa was going to hear what they had to say. "How could you do this to her?"

Emerald eyes narrowed. He could hardly believe what he was hearing. The same man who stabbed him in the back was lecturing him. "You are in no position to tell me anything," Trowa replied trying to contain his anger. "Get out."

The braided man took a couple of steps forward. He was not about to let two of his best friends call it quits on account one bitch. "I'm not leaving until…" Duo's sentence trailed as Trowa's hands closed around his throat and raised him off the ground. It was at the point he realized just how tall Trowa was in compared to him. Four inches made a whole lot of difference right about now. "I…didn't…" he choked out as he tried to hit and kick Trowa, but he did not seemed to be phased by any of the abuse.

"Trowa, let him go," Catherine replied as she tried pry her brother's hands off her boyfriend.

"I'm going to kill him," Trowa said lowly.

Catherine's eyes widened. "You can't kill him I love him," she said as she grew more desperate in trying to release Duo from her sibling's grip.

"What?" he asked squeezing Duo even tighter. "My sister too!"

"That's enough Trowa," Quatre replied, pulling back the hammer of his gun. "Let Duo go and listen to what we have to say. Don't make me shoot you."

Green eyes met determined ocean ones. "Fine," he said lowly dropping Duo to the floor and watched him gasp for air. He felt disgusted as he watched Catherine kneel beside him.

"Is he okay, Catherine?" Quatre replied keeping the gun on Trowa.

"Yes," she answered.

"Good," he said then turned the conversation back to Trowa. "I'm going to put the gun away. I trust you won't attack him again."

Trowa nodded reluctantly. "Why did you bring him here?" he asked sitting on the bed in order to keep his distance.

"He cares about you just like the rest of us," Quatre answered, "and he was set up just like you were."

"What do you mean?" he asked suddenly.

"You, Ed, and Duo were drugged. This was a practical joke set up by Dorothy," Quatre answered.

"Oh god," Trowa sighed as his mind started to work everything out. An overwhelming sense of calm crossed his features, but did not last long as guilt replaced serenity. "I was so blind. When I saw her.." Quatre walked over to his friend and put a hand on his shoulder. "Where is she?"

"We don't know," Duo said hoarsely as he stood to his feet.

Trowa stared at the Duo intensely, but said nothing. Duo was still on his hit list.

"Look Trowa…" Duo began.

"We will talk about this later," Trowa commented looking at both Duo and Catherine.

"The hell we will," Duo replied, "I've been sneaking around for the past two years and now it's out in the open. I'm in love with your sister deal with it. As for Ed…what the hell are you thinking?"

Trowa balled his fists in anger. "Drop it."

Duo shook his head. "Not this time. This goes beyond just you and me. Did you know she took off and we can't find her…"

"Duo," Quatre warned as he put a hand on his shoulder.

"I do not need to be lectured by anyone much less you Duo," Trowa replied sternly. To the outside he was the perfect picture of anger, but only the keen observer could see the worry and guilt in his eyes.

"That's because you know I'm right. You told Ed you loved her and the first time it looks bad you didn't even give her a chance then you're fuc…"

"Enough," Trowa growled as he moved forward.

Duo balled his fist and moved to meet him when the embedding of two knives at their feet stopped them. They both looked at Catherine in shock.

"Thank you, Catherine," Quatre replied looking at the two of them sadly. It pissed him off that something was able to come between them like this. Dorothy's scheme was extremely well played and he would make sure that she paid dearly for it once everything was taken care of.

Catherine rushed forward and slapped both of them. "You two are friends and you let that bitch mess with your minds," she said angrily. She turned to Trowa. "Trowa, I am a grown woman and though, I appreciate it, I don't you need you to fight my battles for me and that goes for you too, Duo." She looked at them sternly. "I know things may never be the exact same, but you need to get along for Ed's sake. I would like to get to actually know my niece or nephew."

"What?" Trowa's eyes widened.

"That is the other thing we had to tell you," Quatre explained. "Ed is pregnant."

Trowa said nothing but gathered his things into his bag then quickly dressed. He slung his bag over his shoulder a few minutes. "I'll be in touch," he said to Quatre then turned to Duo. "You hurt her and I will kill you."

"Not a chance," Duo said staring at him with serious eyes as he watched the tall man leave the room. Once he was gone, he sighed and put his hands behind his head. "Well that went well."

"I thought so," Quatre commented.

"You know I always thought he was the most sane out of all of us," Duo sighed rubbing his neck.

"Actually, I believe it to be you and Wufei. The both of you let your anger out the most freely."

"Well if you put it that way, then you must be the dangerous out of all of us," Duo smirked.

Quatre looked at him thoughtfully. "That's probably true," he said he picked up the two knives.

Duo blinked for a few moments. It was scary thought that Quatre was the most dangerous, but then he did get pissy once and took out several whole colonies, but he was still a friend. "Glad you're on my side," he replied just before looking at the knives in Quatre's hand then at Catherine. "Babe, you got to show me that trick."

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"…she even gift wrapped him with Santa Clause paper," Sylvia smiled as she recounted the interview with the newest addition to their family.

"I wish I could have seen that," Raine smirked as she leaned back in her chair.

"Bobby's just happy that we got the bounty, he's never that interested in the details," Cheyenne commented.

"Hello angels," Bobby replied as he came into the conference room with Sunny. "This is Sunny Valentine. I'm sure you know the deal about she came about." Each of the girls nodded. "Sunny, this Sylvia Noventa, Raine Torrent, and Cheyenne Sixkiller. Now that you've met everybody, you can chat about how you're going to bring that million dollar bounty that we've been working on for the past six months before I get back from L-4."

The girls groaned and threw paper balls at him as he left then sighed. "So what's your specialty?" Sylvia asked.

"Computers systems," Sunny answered

"Looks like we've got another brain," Raine commented as she put her feet up on the table and leaned back in the chair. She looked over the new comer carefully to assess any possible usage. She looked a like a typical girl, but Raine could tell by the way she carried herself that Little Miss Sunshine was quite agile.

"I can do other things," Sunny replied looking at Raine.

"Yeah?" she asked. "Well I heard about that guy, but you hardly look like the type to take him down. He's killed three other hunters before you. So how did you catch him?"

Sunny smiled faintly. She figured she would have to prove herself to these ladies. They were bounty hunters after all, who wants to trust their life to someone who can not back them up. She may have impressed Bobby (that was easy enough) but they would take more time. "Tracking him was no problem. He was in Paris. I stalked him for a couple of days and found out that he liked exotic women which is why he went to Paris in the first place."

"So you played the part of whore and knocked him out in his sleep oh wow," Raine interrupted unimpressed. "Any of us could do that once we found him."

"Knocking him out made him easy to transport, but I didn't sleep with him," Sunny corrected.

"So what," Raine replied. "You still haven't proved anything to us other than you're good at tracking people."

"Raine, that's enough," Sylvia cut in. "She doesn't have to prove anything."

"Actually, Sylvia, I think Raine might be on to something," Cheynne noted.

Sunny said nothing as she watched the three of them talk about her. She did not have the slightest clue how she could prove herself short of attacking and nearly killing one of them. She could bring in bounties forever and it would mean nothing.

"What am I going to do?" she wondered as she heard a buzzing noise. She swatted the fly away in annoyance. Insects were not that common in colonies, but then ones that were there were annoying. She needed to think of something quick, but first she would take care of the annoyance. She picked up a poster tack and put it into her mouth.

"Ew, what are you doing?" Cheyenne asked wrinkling her nose. The others stopped talking and looked at the redhead curiously.

Sunny put her finger up as if to say one moment then ejected the tack. She smiled at landing her target. "That thing was getting on my nerves and I couldn't take it."

Raine got up and inspected the wall. Her eyes widened as she saw the fly staked to the wall by the poster tack. "Okay," she commented as she sat back down. That impressed and freaked her out. "Just so you know everybody carries their own ass around here. I don't pick up the slack for anybody."

Sunny sat down and crossed her legs. "Neither do I."

"Well now that we have an understanding here," Sylvia began, "let's bring Sunny up to speed." She touched a panel in the table and a projector dropped out of the ceiling along with the screen near the wall.

"This is Alex Taylor," Cheyenne commented, "an arms dealer and major war profiteer. He's completely untouchable."

"Then how did he get a bounty put on his head?" Sunny asked.

"That is the result of a desperate ex-Preventer known as *Nichol Petrovich," Sylvia answered. "Apparently Lady Une misjudged when she handed out assignments. But who could blame her, the Gundam Pilots are practically MIA living normal lives somewhere. She probably does not want to interrupt their lives out of respect, but now that one her agents has tipped their hand in frustration, she has no choice."

"Has Lady Une managed to contact them yet?" Sunny asked.

Sylvia shook her head. "According to my sources, there is some sort of situation going on amongst their group so they have been difficult to reach, but even if they are reached their hands are still tied."

"Legal issues," Sunny remarked.

"Ain't bureaucracy a bitch?" Raine sighed.

"So in order to please Lady Une, Petrovich put a bounty on Taylor to get us to the dirty work," Sunny replied. "Clever. I imagine there is some sort of stipulation like we have to provide evidence or something."

"Naturally," Cheyenne commented. "We've been watching him for six months and we know is that only he trusts no one and that he like street whores."

"How can we exploit that?" Sunny asked.

"There's no particular pattern," Cheyenne replied. "And he can sniff out a bounty hunter or Preventer from a mile away."

"We've got to figure something out," Sunny replied.

"I've got a lead that I'm going to check out on Earth and I could use some back up in case it pans out," Sylvia replied. "Any takers? Sunny?"

Sunny shook her head. There's no way she could handle re-entry in her condition. "There's some things I want to check out around here."

"Then it's me," Cheyenne replied as she stood. "All right kids. You behave will Mama's gone."

Raine flipped Cheyenne off and Sunny leaned back. "Watch yourselves."

The two girls nodded then left. "So who's the guy that put that rock on your…" Raine's sentence trailed as soft beeping interrupted her. "A new bounty." She walked over to the fax machine and picked up piece of paper.

"How much is it?" Sunny asked.

"It's a five-hundred thousand dollar bounty," Raine answered then she frowned. She stared at Sunny for a few moments then drew her gun. "Who the hell are you and why does the Winner foundation want so much for you?"

* If any one knows Nichol's real last name let me know

©2002 Devon Masterson

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Let's be real here… we all know that I don't own these characters or you would be watching this instead of reading it [with the exception of manga of course]. I just do this for kicks and wiggles [yes, I know the real expression, and this is mine] anywho don't sue me, hire me instead;p