Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Battered ❯ Chapter 8
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By: deathangel125 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Suspense / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 10.25.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 423 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Suspense / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 10.25.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 423 | Status: Work In Progress
See first part for warnings.
“What do you mean, he’s gone?” Trowa shouted into the phone, gaining stares from several customers.
“The guy you told me about came after him, with a very large gun. I didn’t know what to do. I had the feeling that if I tried to fight him he would shoot both of us and leave me there to die while he took Duo wherever he planned to,” Chris replied, sounding almost as shaken as Trowa felt.
Cathy hustled him into the office as he listened, more worried with each passing word. “Heero had a gun?”
“I don’t know what he told Duo, but Duo believed him. I don’t think that guy is thinking rationally anymore, Trowa, if he ever was.”
“Heero’s always been more unstable than the rest of us,” Trowa began, only to be cut off.
“Unstable don’t describe this. He’s gone around the bend. I already called the cops, and the Preventers since you said that you’re friends with some of the higher-ups. There’s a bolo out on his car, but no word yet.”
“Keep me up to date,” he ordered, then hung up to tell Cathy what was happening while trying to plan his next move. His brain, usually his best asset, failed him. He could only think of the hell that Duo was being put through.
He was dialing Wufei’s number when Wufei and Quatre burst into the office from the back door. “Relena just called in a panic,” Quatre said without waiting. “She said that Heero didn’t show up for work this morning and went into his office to see if he had left a note regarding his whereabouts. She found a shopping list that worried her and a rental agreement for a cabin up in the mountains. The listed check-in date is today, Trowa.”
“She also said that Heero’s been acting strange the last few weeks, much more withdrawn and temperamental than normal,” Wufei added, his eyes dark with concern. “There was a receipt for a .45 in his desk, along with receipts for rope, knives, and some other items that are usually used for torture. You need to call Chris and tell him to be alert.”
“It’s too late,” Trowa whispered, filled with despair. “Heero took Duo away at gunpoint less than fifteen minutes ago.”
“Quatre, call Relena and get the address of the cabin. Heero has to take Duo there,” Cathy spoke up suddenly into the stunned silence. “I don’t know what he has planned, but I can guarantee he’ll want privacy to do it.”
Shying away from the reasons Heero would need privacy, Trowa nodded, grateful that one of them was still able to think. Grabbing his car keys, he waited only until the blonde man wrote the address down on a sheet of paper. “I have a GPS in the car, let’s go.” He wasn’t surprised when Quatre and Wufei hurried to the SUV, but when Cathy jumped in the front seat beside him, he stopped and stared.
“Jessica is going to deal with the store,” she explained hurriedly, speaking of one of the clerks that had worked for them since they had first opened. “I care about him too, Trowa. You aren’t going without me.”
He decided not to argue as she entered the address into the navigation system, speeding off as soon as he got the first set of directions. Hearing the final destination, he winced, “Didn’t Heero take Duo on vacation to Lake Powahatan last year?”
“Duo thought the name was funny,” Wufei offered softly from the back seat, then hissed out a breath. “You can bet if it’s the same place there will be a number of defenses we’ll have to get through before we can reach the cabin.”
As the minutes ticked away in his head, Trowa tried his best to remain calm. His main focus now was getting Duo back safely, but he worried that Heero would break the man he loved desperately. When a hand touched his arm, he jumped in surprise, flicking a glance at Catherine. “We’ll get him back, Trowa. You need to call Chris and get him to tell the others where we are going and that they need to stay away from the cabin. If they get there first, a lot of people are going to get killed.”
Following her advice, he called Chris and related what they knew, stressing that the authorities needed to stay clear. Just before hanging up, he added, “I’m counting on you, Chris. If Heero feels threatened, he will kill Duo. You have to keep that from happening.”
“I won’t let you down again. I like Duo, a lot. I’ll make sure everyone understands what’s at stake.”
A little more in control, he hung up the phone and tossed it into Cathy’s lap. “I need you to reach under the seat and get the metal box.”
As soon as she held it in her lap, he told her the combination, hearing her quick gasp when she realized what it contained. “Do you think you’re going to need this?” she asked, loading the gun and checking the safety with practiced ease.
“I hope not, but I’d rather be prepared.”
The silence in the car was broken by two clicks from the back seat. Glancing in the mirror, he saw Wufei hand Quatre a gun, showing that they had also feared the worst when receiving the call from Relena. There was nothing left to say, and the rest of the drive was made in silence.
Seeing the last road before their destination, Trowa pulled the car to a stop and parked on the side of the road. Looking up the winding gravel drive, he noted, “Heero probably has an alarm at the end of the road, and that gravel will make too much noise to take the car up. We go on foot from here.”
Wordlessly, Quatre and Wufei nodded their agreement and got out of the vehicle. When Cathy made to follow them, Trowa stopped her with a fierce scowl. “You stay here.” When she began to argue, he took her arms, “I need you to keep everyone else down here. If someone sets off an alarm, he’ll know he’s not alone. That could get Duo hurt. Please, Cathy.”
From the look on her face, he knew that she wanted to argue and silently gave a sigh of relief when she nodded. Needing the comfort, he hugged her quickly, nodding at her soft, “Bring him back safe, Trowa.”
“I’ll bring him home. I have to,” he said back, then hurried to where Quatre and Wufei were waiting for him. Walking into the dense woods that lined each side of the graveled road, he commented, “This isn’t going to be easy.”
“It’s like being back in the war again, and having to sneak onto a base,” Wufei offered, though from his expression he didn’t feel any happier about the comparison.
“At least then we didn’t have to worry about a friend being killed by someone that was once a friend,” Quatre growled as he tucked his gun into the back of his tailored pants, making the contrast seem even more unbelievable.
Silently agreeing with Quatre’s words, Trowa slowly walked forward, keeping his eyes open for any signs of a trap or trip wire that would signal their presence. For what felt like hours they trekked up the side of the mountain, skirting numerous traps that they found. Carefully navigating around yet another wire, Trowa spoke, keeping his voice low so it wouldn’t travel past the other two men, “Do either of you find this a little excessive?” he gestured to the taut wire, attached to a nearby tree. He had no doubts that if you tugged on the wire there would be a nasty surprise.
“I was wondering if anyone else had noticed,” Quatre replied just as quietly.
“Heero was never this careful when we were on the run from Oz,” added Wufei, his tone worried. “I recall him putting out some traps around a safe house, but this runs more to paranoia than being cautious.”
Chris’ words came back to Trowa, combined with what Relena had said. “It’s very possible that Heero has lost it. Chris said that he didn’t seem sane when he took Duo.”
There was nothing to say to that, so they continued to move up the mountain as quickly as possible while remaining cautious. When they finally spotted the cabin, they crouched down in order to stay out of sight. Light coming through the windows would normally provide a welcome sight, but Trowa couldn’t stop the shiver or the feeling of impending danger when he saw Heero pass by the glass, the gun in his hand visibly pointed on something inside the room.
“Could this possibly get any worse?” Wufei asked from beside him.
Trowa was already wishing that question hadn’t been asked when the sound of approaching tires on the gravel distracted him. Disbelieving his ears, he turned his head, cursing softly when he saw the unmistakable headlights coming up the road. “Son of a bitch, why didn’t they listen?”
“We’ll deal with them later, Trowa. The situation just got a lot worse,” Quatre informed him, pulling his attention back to the cabin, where Heero now stood, framed by the window. “If they get any closer, he’s going to do something.”
“You guys go stop them, I don’t care how.”
“What are you going to do?”
Wishing he actually had an answer to Wufei’s query, he shook his head. “I’m going to get inside somehow, and get Duo the hell out before Heero decides to shoot him as punishment for someone coming. I don’t have any idea how I’m going to do it, but I’m going to, dammit.”
“Be careful,” was the whispered warning as the couple moved off to stop the oncoming vehicle.
His mind only on rescuing Duo, Trowa realized that being careful was one thing that he probably wasn’t going to do. Staying low, he began to creep across the clearing toward the cabin, feeling exposed. He was almost to the door when he heard two shots in rapid succession from inside the building. Without a thought to his own safety, he crashed into the door and shoved it open.
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“What do you mean, he’s gone?” Trowa shouted into the phone, gaining stares from several customers.
“The guy you told me about came after him, with a very large gun. I didn’t know what to do. I had the feeling that if I tried to fight him he would shoot both of us and leave me there to die while he took Duo wherever he planned to,” Chris replied, sounding almost as shaken as Trowa felt.
Cathy hustled him into the office as he listened, more worried with each passing word. “Heero had a gun?”
“I don’t know what he told Duo, but Duo believed him. I don’t think that guy is thinking rationally anymore, Trowa, if he ever was.”
“Heero’s always been more unstable than the rest of us,” Trowa began, only to be cut off.
“Unstable don’t describe this. He’s gone around the bend. I already called the cops, and the Preventers since you said that you’re friends with some of the higher-ups. There’s a bolo out on his car, but no word yet.”
“Keep me up to date,” he ordered, then hung up to tell Cathy what was happening while trying to plan his next move. His brain, usually his best asset, failed him. He could only think of the hell that Duo was being put through.
He was dialing Wufei’s number when Wufei and Quatre burst into the office from the back door. “Relena just called in a panic,” Quatre said without waiting. “She said that Heero didn’t show up for work this morning and went into his office to see if he had left a note regarding his whereabouts. She found a shopping list that worried her and a rental agreement for a cabin up in the mountains. The listed check-in date is today, Trowa.”
“She also said that Heero’s been acting strange the last few weeks, much more withdrawn and temperamental than normal,” Wufei added, his eyes dark with concern. “There was a receipt for a .45 in his desk, along with receipts for rope, knives, and some other items that are usually used for torture. You need to call Chris and tell him to be alert.”
“It’s too late,” Trowa whispered, filled with despair. “Heero took Duo away at gunpoint less than fifteen minutes ago.”
“Quatre, call Relena and get the address of the cabin. Heero has to take Duo there,” Cathy spoke up suddenly into the stunned silence. “I don’t know what he has planned, but I can guarantee he’ll want privacy to do it.”
Shying away from the reasons Heero would need privacy, Trowa nodded, grateful that one of them was still able to think. Grabbing his car keys, he waited only until the blonde man wrote the address down on a sheet of paper. “I have a GPS in the car, let’s go.” He wasn’t surprised when Quatre and Wufei hurried to the SUV, but when Cathy jumped in the front seat beside him, he stopped and stared.
“Jessica is going to deal with the store,” she explained hurriedly, speaking of one of the clerks that had worked for them since they had first opened. “I care about him too, Trowa. You aren’t going without me.”
He decided not to argue as she entered the address into the navigation system, speeding off as soon as he got the first set of directions. Hearing the final destination, he winced, “Didn’t Heero take Duo on vacation to Lake Powahatan last year?”
“Duo thought the name was funny,” Wufei offered softly from the back seat, then hissed out a breath. “You can bet if it’s the same place there will be a number of defenses we’ll have to get through before we can reach the cabin.”
As the minutes ticked away in his head, Trowa tried his best to remain calm. His main focus now was getting Duo back safely, but he worried that Heero would break the man he loved desperately. When a hand touched his arm, he jumped in surprise, flicking a glance at Catherine. “We’ll get him back, Trowa. You need to call Chris and get him to tell the others where we are going and that they need to stay away from the cabin. If they get there first, a lot of people are going to get killed.”
Following her advice, he called Chris and related what they knew, stressing that the authorities needed to stay clear. Just before hanging up, he added, “I’m counting on you, Chris. If Heero feels threatened, he will kill Duo. You have to keep that from happening.”
“I won’t let you down again. I like Duo, a lot. I’ll make sure everyone understands what’s at stake.”
A little more in control, he hung up the phone and tossed it into Cathy’s lap. “I need you to reach under the seat and get the metal box.”
As soon as she held it in her lap, he told her the combination, hearing her quick gasp when she realized what it contained. “Do you think you’re going to need this?” she asked, loading the gun and checking the safety with practiced ease.
“I hope not, but I’d rather be prepared.”
The silence in the car was broken by two clicks from the back seat. Glancing in the mirror, he saw Wufei hand Quatre a gun, showing that they had also feared the worst when receiving the call from Relena. There was nothing left to say, and the rest of the drive was made in silence.
Seeing the last road before their destination, Trowa pulled the car to a stop and parked on the side of the road. Looking up the winding gravel drive, he noted, “Heero probably has an alarm at the end of the road, and that gravel will make too much noise to take the car up. We go on foot from here.”
Wordlessly, Quatre and Wufei nodded their agreement and got out of the vehicle. When Cathy made to follow them, Trowa stopped her with a fierce scowl. “You stay here.” When she began to argue, he took her arms, “I need you to keep everyone else down here. If someone sets off an alarm, he’ll know he’s not alone. That could get Duo hurt. Please, Cathy.”
From the look on her face, he knew that she wanted to argue and silently gave a sigh of relief when she nodded. Needing the comfort, he hugged her quickly, nodding at her soft, “Bring him back safe, Trowa.”
“I’ll bring him home. I have to,” he said back, then hurried to where Quatre and Wufei were waiting for him. Walking into the dense woods that lined each side of the graveled road, he commented, “This isn’t going to be easy.”
“It’s like being back in the war again, and having to sneak onto a base,” Wufei offered, though from his expression he didn’t feel any happier about the comparison.
“At least then we didn’t have to worry about a friend being killed by someone that was once a friend,” Quatre growled as he tucked his gun into the back of his tailored pants, making the contrast seem even more unbelievable.
Silently agreeing with Quatre’s words, Trowa slowly walked forward, keeping his eyes open for any signs of a trap or trip wire that would signal their presence. For what felt like hours they trekked up the side of the mountain, skirting numerous traps that they found. Carefully navigating around yet another wire, Trowa spoke, keeping his voice low so it wouldn’t travel past the other two men, “Do either of you find this a little excessive?” he gestured to the taut wire, attached to a nearby tree. He had no doubts that if you tugged on the wire there would be a nasty surprise.
“I was wondering if anyone else had noticed,” Quatre replied just as quietly.
“Heero was never this careful when we were on the run from Oz,” added Wufei, his tone worried. “I recall him putting out some traps around a safe house, but this runs more to paranoia than being cautious.”
Chris’ words came back to Trowa, combined with what Relena had said. “It’s very possible that Heero has lost it. Chris said that he didn’t seem sane when he took Duo.”
There was nothing to say to that, so they continued to move up the mountain as quickly as possible while remaining cautious. When they finally spotted the cabin, they crouched down in order to stay out of sight. Light coming through the windows would normally provide a welcome sight, but Trowa couldn’t stop the shiver or the feeling of impending danger when he saw Heero pass by the glass, the gun in his hand visibly pointed on something inside the room.
“Could this possibly get any worse?” Wufei asked from beside him.
Trowa was already wishing that question hadn’t been asked when the sound of approaching tires on the gravel distracted him. Disbelieving his ears, he turned his head, cursing softly when he saw the unmistakable headlights coming up the road. “Son of a bitch, why didn’t they listen?”
“We’ll deal with them later, Trowa. The situation just got a lot worse,” Quatre informed him, pulling his attention back to the cabin, where Heero now stood, framed by the window. “If they get any closer, he’s going to do something.”
“You guys go stop them, I don’t care how.”
“What are you going to do?”
Wishing he actually had an answer to Wufei’s query, he shook his head. “I’m going to get inside somehow, and get Duo the hell out before Heero decides to shoot him as punishment for someone coming. I don’t have any idea how I’m going to do it, but I’m going to, dammit.”
“Be careful,” was the whispered warning as the couple moved off to stop the oncoming vehicle.
His mind only on rescuing Duo, Trowa realized that being careful was one thing that he probably wasn’t going to do. Staying low, he began to creep across the clearing toward the cabin, feeling exposed. He was almost to the door when he heard two shots in rapid succession from inside the building. Without a thought to his own safety, he crashed into the door and shoved it open.
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