Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Counting the Seconds ❯ Prologue

From The Desk Of Scilja

Alas!  The chapter everyone's been strangling me for!  Counting the Seconds has finally come to its close.  I thank all of you who have taken this journey with me!  Oh, and major lemon warning for this chapter!  This is where the rated R comes in.  So take heed!  Until, then!  Enjoy this final piece.

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DISCLAIMER:  I do not own Gundam Wing and its characters.  I only have memorabilia to show my adoration for it.

Counting the Seconds

By Scilja

Epilogue

Normally the burst of sun through the skylight would cause a jovial reaction out of her.  Instead, the sun did not do much today.  The house looked bleak.  Dismal.  Empty. 

Her injuries had healed on a progressing rate, though she would occasionally wince at the bruise left behind here and there.  The splint that supported her arm had long been removed.  She was able to get up and walk a few steps on her own.  That was pride at its finest.

She expelled a deep sigh. 

Something inside her told her she was just wasting her time.  Even after two years, the feeling wouldn't go away.  And strangely enough, it wasn't an unwelcome sens