Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ 2 Reign ❯ Lost But Found ( Chapter 28 )

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Lost But Found

 

I watched with a smile as Heero called time on his com unit. It was amusing to see the soldiers I helped train take down Jun's guards. It was relieving to watch Heero and Duo striding through the middle of the mess as soldiers moved around them…and then there was Quatre and Trowa. The two of them followed Duo and Heero—and both were shooting over everyone's heads….

 

I could hear windows exploding.

 

They were going to level this building.

 

I stared at the tanks in amazement, then noticed something in the distance…

 

There were Heero's jets.

 

I stepped away from the windows, my heart pounding.

 

Holy shit…Heero really did mean a military action…

 

The door to the room slammed open and I turned instantly, tripping over the chair and falling.

 

Jun was staring at me in shock.

 

“You're so fucked over,” I informed him, starting to laugh as I lay back, “They're in the building!” I laughed even harder, “And Duo's coming straight here!”

 

He slammed the door, “I have five minutes and that's more than enough time…”

 

I focused on him as he moved toward me, then hopped to my feet before he could even finish, “Except…I'm free now.”

 

He backhanded me with his entire arm, sending me flying backwards, though I couldn't help but laugh again.

 

I knew what Duo would do if I were visibly injured when he showed up.

 

I rolled quickly, dodging his kick and jumping on top of that chair, “You decided to mess with the wrong person, Jun Martin. Stop this nonsense before I'm forced to defend myself.”

 

It was time Jun realized who I was.

 

He gave me a mildly confused look before knocking the chair out from under me. I had enough time to jump off of it—and when I landed on the chair's side, I kept my balance.

 

He stared at me in amazement, moving forward to knock me over.

 

“If I am forced to defend myself, you may get killed, Jun.”

 

“You're warnings mean nothing,” he snapped in Chinese, kicking at the chair again.

 

I laughed, kicking the thing into the air, then so hard it flew across the room and slammed against the wall. I met Jun's eyes again as it snapped in half, watching for his reaction.

 

He looked amazed, “You…”

 

“I'm a pilot, dumb-ass,” I breathed at him, taking stance, “Let's play.”

 

He didn't wait any longer, he jumped at me.

 

This man had not only attempted to force me into sex repeatedly, but he'd tried to have me killed. He'd terrorized me for at least two years of my life, and I'd always relied on my brethren to keep him at bay…but they hadn't been able to stop him. No one had been able to stop him, and finally my own stupidity had put me in his hands.

 

I moved, slamming my elbow into his back and sending him to the floor—he jumped up as quickly as he could manage…and jumped at me again.

 

This man had chased me probably two hundred miles to the capitol of our country and set his watchdogs on me in my very home. He'd attempted to kidnap me twice…and no one had been able to help me then…

 

I brought my knee up at the last instant, kicking at the same time so he flew backwards against the wall.

 

I'd always expected them to help me, to save me, to keep me safe…but then I'd also do something stupid and go away from them…

 

Jun shook his head, obviously stunned, before he jumped at me again.

 

“I'm so…tired…of you!” I snapped, sending him flying backwards—I didn't feel good, I was undernourished and near exhausted. I'd been thrown back and forth between fear and irritation…and I was sick of it.

 

I'd spent two years trying for the approval of a man who wanted me to be something I wasn't, two years repressing urges until I'd become depressed…two years of waiting for Duo.

 

I threw Jun hard against the bed so he bounced off of it and slammed into the floor…

 

I would live in no one's shadow. I would fear no one. This was the end…and a beginning.

 

And nothing would ever be the same.

 

-

 

“Clear!”

 

Everyone turned from the door and covered their heads before a small explosion echoed along the stairwell. Six of our men ran into Jun's personnel quarters and Heero was nearly stepping on me, he was following so closely.

 

“Where?” he demanded, looking the hall over.

 

“This way,” I replied, leading him into the living room and up the stairs as voices called the all-clear.

 

“Sir, please, let us…”

 

“Don't,” Trowa muttered from where he and Quatre were at the bottom of the stairs, “We know what we're doing.”

 

I didn't bother looking back when Ramon tried to stop us. I didn't bother waiting for him to agree to wait, either…

 

There was a loud thud from the room Wufei had been in and I put on a burst of speed, my stomach churning as what I might see crossed my mind. I slammed into the room…

 

To see Jun slam against a wall.

 

I was at a loss.

 

“Wufei?” Heero demanded, breaking past me and also stopping as Jun curled into a ball on the floor.

 

Wufei was saying something in Chinese, but other than a few words scattered throughout, I couldn't understand him…and he was pissed.

 

“Holy shit,” Quatre noted admiringly, stopping between Heero and I to look at Jun with a slightly tilted head, “You think Wufei will kill him?”

 

“Wufei?” I asked quietly as Wufei pulled Jun up and swung him around—so he hit the window.

 

“Wufei!” Heero shouted as Fei started toward the downed man yet again.

 

And Jun was very down.

 

Wufei ignored Heero, grabbing Jun by the collar again, but paused.

 

“Wufei?” I asked, crossing slowly to him.

 

He let Jun go.

 

“Fei?”

 

Wufei fell backwards slightly, his breath hissing through his teeth.

 

“God…Wufei?” I muttered, moving in and grabbing his wrist.

 

He shook me off, not looking at me—and sobbed, one ripping tearing sob…

 

I pulled him to me, my eyes landing on Jun.

 

Jun looked barely conscious as he blinked up at us.

 

I glared at him.

 

“Duo?” Wufei breathed.

 

“Yeah?”

 

Wufei curled into my arms, leaning all his weight against me.

 

All I could do…was hold him.