Disclaimer: Standard disclaimers apply here. I do not own Gundam Wing; however, I DO own Alexandra, Adjani, Joshua, Glacia, Eve and anyone else who is unfamiliar to the show. If you should wish to borrow them, PLEASE let me know!

Series: Gundam Wing

For Eternity

Chapter Seven: There's No One Coming…

Written by: Tiasha

Author's Note: My muses for this story were slowly coming out of hibernation… I'm still adjusting to college life and trying to manage the three papers that I have due (one of them is a semester paper so that one's a bitch right there). So please, bear with me here as I may not update for awhile. I'm doing the best that I can. Thanks and enjoy.

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There's no one coming (There's no one coming)
And there's no way out (And there's no way out)
I've been falling (Well I've been falling)
And it's so far down (And it's so far down)
There's no one coming (There's no one coming)
And there's no way out
There's no way out
No way out

Pushing me down
Breaking me down
There's always something pushing me down
Breaking me down

Pushing me down
Breaking me down
There's always something pushing you down
Breaking me down

Motorgrater- "Down"

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Relena quietly closed the door to Eve's room, still humming softly to herself as she turned to go downstairs. Thankfully, all the excitement of the day had drained the child of most of her energy and had put up practically no fight when it came time to go to bed. A yawn escaped Relena as she moved down the staircase and she rubbed her neck in hopes of massaging a crick out of it before it set in. She needed to do something about that rocking chair…it was doing some serious damage to her neck in the means of cricks in the neck.

She paused at the bottom of the stairs, blinking at the figure that was leaning against the wall, one foot propped against it with arms crossed in front of his chest. When the figure did not acknowledge her, she mentally shrugged and stepped off the last few steps to head to the basement. She was in desperate need of a workout before sleep and she knew she would never be able to focus on paperwork now, so her doing anything for Preventer aside from training was out of the question.

"I didn't know you could sing."

She stopped and turned to the figure that was near the foot of the stairs. Cocking her head to the side, she gave him a dry look before answering, "Everybody can sing Heero, some just better than others."

He looked up at her then, his eyes burning into hers with an unreadable expression on his face. "I didn't know you could sing like that."

Again she gave him a dry look. "I can dance too, just to 'let you know.' Let's see anything else you don't know about me? Oh yeah, basically everything." She turned to leave to the basement, her need for a workout now for another reason other than draining herself of energy so that she could sleep.

"Relena, I-"

"Don't!" she hissed, rounding on him. She narrowed her eyes as she frowned at him, burning anger pulsing through her entire being. Her hands clenched into fists as she stared him down, more like glared him down, considering he was glaring at her too.

He opened his mouth to speak but she snapped at him again. "Don't even think it!" she growled dangerously, her fists shaking with anger. "If you think that I'm going to let you tell me that all of this shit wasn't my fault, then you've got another thing coming."

"It wasn't your fault, Relena," he replied in a flat, disapproving tone as he frowned at her statement. He obviously didn't like it, but that was too bad.

"It doesn't matter if you think it's not, Yuy!" her lip curling back in distaste as she all but spat his last name out. "I am what I am, and I am what I need to be. I changed to become what I needed to be."

"Not willingly."

"Of course I did it willingly! Who are you to be telling me what I did and did not do?!"

"If I had done a better job-"

"Oh, so it's all about you?! I'm sorry, but did it ever cross your mind that this is what Fate had in mind? I was supposed to become what I am now, and I have learned-no I have always accepted it as such."

He looked as if to challenge that remark but seemed to think better of it, or he lost interest in it. Either way, he said nothing nor did anything to indicate that he was going to continue the conversation.

Relena turned away from him only to stop when he reached out to grab her arm, speaking in his usual flat, monotone voice. "I'm not done speaking to you."

She faced him, her eyes no doubting holding a tremendous amount of anger in them from the way he raised his brow at her look. Lip curling back again and eyes narrowing, she yanked her arm free. "You're not done with me?! Excuse me if I don't give a shit! So, you know what?! Fuck you, Yuy!"

She swiveled on her heel and stalked off towards the basement door and down to the basement that served as the mansion's personal gym room. She was sure that the others found it amazing that she hadn't slammed the door closed behind her, but even when she was in a tizzy like she was, she was always mindful of Eve. Relena was always mindful of Eve, or at least she always tried to be.

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"Not used to her language, I see."

Heero threw a glare to the young man at the top of the stairs, not at all pleased at the moment, especially not with the man who had apparently witnessed the not-so-pleasant conversation. The young Hispanic man was steadily working himself to a painful death the longer he held that smug grin on his face. And Heero would be more than happy to serve the young man that painful death…

"Well in any case," the young man said shrugging in a manner that reminded Heero of Duo. "I should probably brief you on the ways of alpha females, that alpha female to be exact."

Heero gave the man a look that belied his tiny interest in the matter. "I have better things to do," he lied smoothly, his tone still flat.

"What? Like pissing her off even more? Have a little mercy will ya? All that rage she takes out on me and Alex, and while Alex doesn't mind all that much, I do. Especially since it constitutes her and I yelling and cursing at each other with Eve around to hear it."

Heero allowed his gaze to leave the young man to focus on the closed door of the child's room. The child…she looked so much like Relena when the woman was younger…

"Lena is pack leader, and that entails certain privileges. No outsiders challenge her without the risk of getting their heads bitten off, figuratively speaking. Select few are allowed to challenge her authority," the man continued, not seeming to care that Heero's focus was no longer fully on him.

"And I take it you're one of those select few?" Heero asked in a tone that held little interest.

"Yeah, along with Midii, Alex and Frank. But that's not the point. The point is that she's used to getting things her way most of the time-no wait, that makes her sound spoiled-she's used to getting as little grief as possible. Don't agitate her so badly; give her some space, man. Did you really expect her to welcome you all back into her life just like that?" He snapped his fingers to emphasize his point.

Heero made no move to reply. What could he say? He had secretly been hoping that she would? Like Hell he was going to admit that to this guy!

"Man, if you did then you're delusional or something. Just back off, okay?"

Again Heero made no move to indicate he understood this man's request.

"Oh, and if you hurt her in any shape or form," the young man said, his voice pitching down an octave to a tone that was threatening. "All fucking rip your throat out." The threat in that statement made Heero all too aware of how deep this man cared for Relena; the growl coming from the young man all but demanded that Heero acknowledge at least this part of their 'conversation' and Heero complied, giving a curt nod to the young man.

The man gave him a measured look before moving to a room on the upstairs level and closing the door somewhat softly. What the Hell was going on? Was it his turn to get his head bitten off? Was this some sick joke?!

No, he concluded as his gaze shifted to the little girl's room. No, it wasn't and he realized that he would have to heed Anaya's warnings if he wanted to reenter Relena's life.

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"Damn, think they could yell any louder?"

"Probably. What difference does it make? That kid sleeps through anything and everything."

"Miguel, be nice."

"I could say the same to you, ya know."

"You wanna kick in the pants?"

"About as much as you would want to be trapped in a room with Josh."

"All right! That's it! Come here you brat!"

"Alex! Miguel! Keep it down! Gods, why do I even bother?" Adjani questioned, throwing her hands up into the air as Hilde looked at the space on the floor that Miguel had been seated in not five minutes ago. The boy's school books now lay forgotten in front of her.

'Well, there went that study session,' the dark-haired petite thought as she caught a glimpse of the boy making a mad dash for the back porch. He was closely followed by Alex who all but slammed the porch door shut behind them as they raced outside to scuffle with one another.

"I ask myself that quite frequently actually," Midii answered in agreement from where she sat on the couch, feet tucked under her as she worked on re-stitching the hem of some garment.

"And?" Adjani asked hopefully.

"I have yet to receive an answer, mon amie [1]," the French woman answered truthfully, not bothering to look up at the other blonde woman.

"Perfect. Just perfect," came Adjani's sarcastic comment as she looked somewhat annoyed and disappointed. As the young Greek woman dropped to the floor Indian style next to Hilde, Midii chuckled softly as she gave her friend her apologies.

"Just don't get my hopes up like that. It's driving me crazy trying to figure that woman out," Adjani admitted as she leaned her head against Hilde's back in a gesture that told the other woman who drained she was. Much like they all were…save Alex who somehow had enough energy to be chasing a thirteen year-old around the back yard.

They all lapsed into silence, Adjani resting her head against Hilde's back as the latter flipped idly through Miguel's open textbook and Midii continued to re-stitch the hem of the garment in her lap. Quatre was reading a book he had found in the mansion's library and Duo appeared to be flipping through some magazine of Joshua's. Trowa had gone to the stables long ago and Wufei had gone to the basement around the same time. Frank had disappeared into the office room perhaps twenty minutes ago and was going through the finances no doubt.

"Tout fait ! Ne regarde pas tout ce mauvais, si je dis ainsi moi-même [2]," Midii said suddenly, placing her needle and thread in her lap with the small scissors as she held the garment up proudly. She then folded it and gently tossed it to the still form of the Greek woman. "There you go, mon amie. I swear, I'm gone for a while and it's as if you all have forgotten how to take yourselves."

"I resent that thank you very much," came the muttered reply from Adjani who did not even lift her head to glare at the French woman.

"I'm sure you do," Midii answered in a motherly tone without skipping a beat. She then began to change the thread in the needle she held, asking "Wasn't there something that Alex wanted me to-"

Hilde glanced up at the young woman when she had cut herself short. She hadn't pricked herself had she? At the frown on the French woman's face, Hilde felt herself frown as well. What was wrong? Why did Midii look so out of it?

"Hilde, can you do me a favor?"

She blinked at Midii, "Well, yeah."

"Can you go check on Alex and Miguel?"

"Sure," Hilde answered, poking Adjani to get the other woman off her back. "Why? Think they've been out there chasing each other long enough?"

"Hmm," the French woman said a non-committable manner. "Take the Berettas with you, too."

At that comment, every person in the room was now looking at Midii in confusion. "What are talking about?" Adjani asked, smothering a yawn as she did so.

"Just humor me, please?"

"I really doubt I'll need those though," Hilde replied, standing to go check on Alex and Miguel.

"Please Hilde, humor me a little?"

"You're just being paranoid," Hilde answered, now standing in front of the door to the back porch. She opened the door and looked outside, not really paying as much attention as she should have. It took a moment for her to realize what exactly it was that she was staring at and when she did, she let out a blood-curdling scream.

Hilde's scream had all of them rising to their feet in one fluid motion and just as Duo was about to run to help the German girl, she came racing into view with the sound of something large crashing into the house. It was then that Hilde slipped, sliding across the linoleum on her side as they all got a glimpse of what had come crashing into the house.

"Holy Shit!"

"By Allah [3]…"

"Ah damn!"

Midii glared at the overly large wolf that was now stalking towards the fallen girl and worried her lip as she quickly thought through possible scenarios. It wasn't until the wolf's jaws were snapping at Hilde's head with the girl was trying to wrestle the muzzle away from her face, that Midii made her decision. She was the only one available, she told herself as she began the Awakening in her blood. Relena was downstairs unable to reach them in time, Joshua was upstairs unable to reach them in time as well and God only knew where Alex was.

She felt her face elongate, shaping into a muzzle, her dove gray eyes turning to a phosphorescent animalistic electric-blue. She felt her nails, fingers and hand shape into paws while her tailbone elongated. Her moonlight hair pooled about her, draping about her body as if she were being wrapped in pale blonde fur and her clothes shredded to scraps as her body took on new muscle toning. She let out a pained whimper as her canines grew longer and her ears grew pointed and moved to the top of her head. She finally dropped to all fours and threw back her head to let out a howl that she knew would gain the attention of her alpha male and female.

"Midii don't! It's too soon!" yelled Adjani as she moved to grab Midii around the shoulders.

But right now, she couldn't wait for orders from her pack leader…her pack sister would be dead by then if she did wait. With that thought, Midii lunged at the overly large wolf, ramming her body into it to knock it off Hilde. She then stood over the fallen girl, curling back her lip to reveal her sharp canines as she released a deep throated growl in warning to the intruder.

"God, don't you think you could have waited for Alex or something?! You shouldn't be forcing your body to morph like that!" Hilde cried in dismay, crawling out from under the large white wolf that was Midii.

Midii intensified her growl as the intruder crouched, growling at her as well. Oh this bastard was going to lose once they really got started. He should have stayed out of their territory… A sudden thought had Midii sniffing the intruder's scent discreetly; she shifted through the scents in the room until she found the one she was looking for.

She snarled at the intruder, her hackles rising as high they could as she all but snapped at the intruder. He was a mutated animal that was being controlled by McCloud. That was why he had not heeded the boundary of Relena's territory. McCloud had sent him…no doubt sent to give them a few setbacks.

"Shit! Where is it?!" Hilde cried as she moved past the stunned Duo and Quatre, who were beyond themselves in the means of what to do, to join Adjani in the search of a weapon. The movement had caught the intruder's eye and instead of lunging at Midii, it lunged at Hilde, finding her to be an easier target.

"Hilde!" Duo shouted, grabbing the girl and throwing her to the floor, his body on top of hers in hopes of shielding her from the beast. Midii lunged in front of the four humans, snapping her jaws at the intruder only to have him rise to challenge her. Soon she and the intruder were snapping and biting at each other in a deadly battle.

"What the Hell?" came Yuy's question as he came upon the scene, Joshua following closely on his heels and his reaction very similar to the ex-gundam pilot's.

"Josh! Do something!" Hilde cried out from under Duo's body. Her shout seemed to spur him to life as he then leapt towards the basement door and locked it, trapping Relena and Wufei downstairs.

"What are you doing?!" Adjani shouted at the Hispanic young man.

"He's after pack leader idiot!" Joshua snarled, calling for Frank as he did so. "When are they not after her? Let's see how this guy likes tangling with the alpha male, shall we?"

Frank came running in, his face set in a determined expression as he took in the situation. It was then that he gave a feral grin that revealed a pair of long, sharp canines, making the older Aborigine man look very much like a vampire. A deep chuckle resonated from him as he came to stand near Joshua, who was always grinning in a feral manner.

"Mommy?! Mommy?! Mommy!"

That plea caught everyone by surprise as the owner of that plea entered the scene from a different part of the house, near the heart of the battle. The child froze like a little fawn as she found herself staring at a pair of menacing battling wolves. Her wide eyes were all that could relay how frightened she was.

It was then that Midii was caught off guard, when Eve stared at her and the intruder in absolute fear. With her guard down, the intruder was able to grab her by her throat and swing her against a near wall. The contact knocked the wind out of her and she lay on the floor trying to regain her balance and focus her suddenly blurry vision.

To her horror, the intruder turned as if to attack Eve but before Midii could force herself into action, a howl echoed through the house as a large muscled arm snaked out and grabbed the intruder wolf by the scruff of the neck. Heero was the first to race over and grab Eve, moving out of the room as her fearful cries for her mother began.

Midii watched as the red-furred werewolf brought the wolf up to its eye level, its lip curling back in a snarl. Its blue eyes narrowed as the wolf tried to snap at it, but it only served to fuel the banked anger in its eyes. With a deep growl, the werewolf brought its unoccupied hand to the throat of the wolf, growling in a threatening manner.

"Wrong move Fluffy," it growled in a voice that almost sounded like Alex's voice…almost. With that said, the werewolf twisted its wrist and effectively snapped the intruder's neck. It then let the limp body fall to the ground with a heavy, dull thud before Joshua spoke.

"Hog all the fun why don't you," he complained, crossing his arms as the feral grin disappeared into a look of disappointment. Frank had also lost his grin as he moved to grab two large blankets.

"Just finishing what I started," the werewolf replied in a dry manner. "Next time, be faster about it, then."

Frank approached both Midii and the werewolf, draping one blanket over Midii's wolf form as she lay on the linoleum floor, still trying to focus her swimming vision. The werewolf was beginning to shrink in size when the older man turned to it and the red fur was disappearing as the body turned more feminine in shape before he wrapped the second blanket around it.

Alex snuggled into the warm blanket as she thanked him and moved to help Midii sit up once the French woman had returned to her true form as well. This was just one more oddity they would have to add to the list of 'things to explain' and Relena would not be happy about it either.

Heero reentered the room then, carrying Eve who was still crying as she looked around the room in search of her mother. At her pleas of 'mommy,' Joshua moved to take her from the ex-gundam pilot but to Heero's surprise, it only served in her crying harder and clinging to him in a fierce grip, her face burrowing into the crook of the young man's neck.

Not the least bit hurt, Joshua turned his attention away from Eve and focused on Alex as she and Frank helped Midii stand. "Did you take care of all of them?" he asked, assuming his role as alpha male in the absence of pack leader.

"Yes, that's what took me so long. I scouted the area before I came back, then I realized one had escaped me to get in here," Alex answered obediently. "It's safe to let her out now, you know. I wouldn't have changed back if it wasn't."

"Joshua Anaya! I know you can hear me! Let us out or so help me I'll skin you alive! Damn it! What is this?! Mutiny?!" came Relena's muffled curses from behind the locked basement door.

"Better let her out before she starts thinking that you want her spot as leader," warned Midii as she leaned against the wall.

"Where's Miguel?" Hilde asked, now out from under Duo and moving away from the braided young man to look out the window.

"In the stables with Barton," Alex answered.

Hilde straightened at that and at the sudden shiver down her spine. Something wasn't right…something just didn't feel right. With that thought in mind, she quickly moved to the Butler's pantry and pulled the Beretta from a drawer. She found the key and unlocked the trigger lock system on the handgun before checking the clip and placing a few in her pockets.

"Josh, I've got a bad feeling-"

"Hell, I was beginning to wonder if I was the only who still felt that way."

Hilde nodded at that answer, reasoning that Alex and Midii were too drained to sense anything else. Anytime any of those guys shifted into another form, they were easily drained of energy. Joshua, Frank and Relena would be the only ones who could really sense if something else was wrong still. For Hilde it was merely her gut telling her that something was wrong.

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This wasn't good. This was most definitely not good. That thought continued to repeat through Miguel's head as he and the young man dead-bolted all the stalls closed. Miguel's only hope was to save as many horses from the jowls of the wolves as possible. His hands shook terribly as he clumsily looked the stall door in front of him, his mind racing as he struggled to stay calm. He had moved to the next stall, pausing a moment to rub the muzzle of the grey mare that belonged to Relena before gently shoving its head in the stall, pulling the door closed as quickly as possible. He had just moved to look it when a loud thud resonated throughout the stable.

His head turned to the sliding door, now closed and barricaded shut, that served as the doorway to the stable. Miguel froze in fear as another thud caused the doorway to shudder from the impact. They were there, he could hear them growling and snapping their jaws at each other as they attempted to get the door open.

Miguel was still standing there froze, mind numb as he stared at the doorway in fear when someone grabbed his arm and dragged him backwards. It wasn't until a few stumbled falls later that he was able to get a grasp on the present and turn around to follow the older man. The older man…Barton…was leading them to a ladder that would give them access to the hay loft and Miguel could see that the other man had already moved the hay bails away from the loft. He had arranged them in such a manner that if the wolves did get in, they would not be able to use the bails of hay to reach them.

A chilling howl caused a shiver to race down the boy's spine as he stepped up the ladder and he paused when a painful yip could be heard from outside. He gaze swiftly focused on the doorway as another yip followed by a terrifying snarl could be heard and he froze when he recognized a threatening growl. Alex…

"Hey!"

Miguel looked up at the man who was already in the loft, holding his hand out to him. Miguel nodded and continued up the ladder, grabbing the man's hand once it was in reach. He moved toward the back of the loft where he would be out of sight and watched as the older man joined him, leaning his back against the wooden wall of the structure.

The boy listened to the sounds outside, flinching every now and then when he heard the battle grow fiercer and fiercer with each passing second. His eyes began to tear up as he swallowed down a strangled cry when there was a pain-filled yelp from outside. She was out there, fighting those creatures to keep him and the others safe. Alex, one of the few women at this house who he thought of as family, was risking her life for him…and he couldn't help her! He was too weak!

He hadn't realized he had begun to cry until he felt strong arms encircle him and Miguel turned to the older man, seeking comfort. He cried against the older man's chest as he continued to listen to the woman whom he thought of as a sister, fight a deadly battle right outside this very structure. If only he weren't so helpless!

Miguel was unsure how long he and Barton had sat there in the loft, the older man holding him close as he cried. But soon it grew quiet and Miguel lifted his head in puzzlement. Why hadn't Alex called to them to open the doors yet? Had she lost? If she had, why weren't those beasts resuming their attempts to get inside? He moved to go down the ladder but stopped when the older man spoke.

"Let's wait just a little longer," Barton said, his face blank of emotion. "It's too soon to know if it's truly safe or not."

Miguel merely nodded and crawled back to his seat next to the young man. Drawing his knees to his chest, Miguel crossed his arms and rested them upon his drawn up knees. Patience wasn't one of his stronger virtues and he threw the curious glances to the young man next to him. The man either didn't notice or ignored him; his eyes were closed after all.

"So, you're an old friend of Princhipesa's, huh?" he asked Barton, watching as the man opened his eye (or was it just one? It was hard to tell with his bangs slightly covering his face) and regarded him silently. Miguel was rewarded with a slow nod; the 'Princhipesa [4]' had probably thrown the older man for a moment.

"I met her during the Eve Wars, as did the rest of us," Barton answered in a somewhat flat tone.

Miguel nodded but a disappointed look came over his features as he said, "So, you five are the infamous Gundam Pilots of the Eve Wars? I'm hardly impressed. I thought you guys would be…"

His trailed off sentence was questioned with a raised eyebrow from the older man. "I don't know," he continued, finishing lamely, "different…"

Barton chuckled at that, "There's nothing spectacular about us anyway."

Miguel huffed and crossed his arms, "Well, it'd seem like it, the way the media had made you five and Lena out to be these like saviors or something."

"So you know that she was once Relena Dorlain…"

"I maybe young but I'm not stupid. And I do live in the same house as her, so yeah I know."

Barton merely nodded and Miguel sighed, leaning back against the wooden wall. "Hilde said once that-that Lena was different…from how she had used to be… I don't really know. I never knew Princhipesa before she 'became' Lenrea Daniels…"

Silence.

"Is it true? Is she different than before?"

"Would it change your view of her?"

Miguel gave Barton an odd look, "No, I only know her as she is now. Why would it change anything?"

Barton was silent for a moment before answering, "I can't say really. She may have changed since we last saw her, but people do change over time. It's part of growing up."

Miguel thought this answer over carefully, "Are you finding it hard to accept her as she is now?"

Again the older man was silent as he thought over his answer. "It is not very difficult, no. I did not know her as well as some of the others, so for me, this is just a side of her that she kept hidden from the general public."

"Are the others having trouble?"

"Some of them…but like I said, I did not know her as well as they did…nor did I love her the way one of them does."

Miguel brooded over this as they sat in companionable silence. The boy gathered that the man did not speak often, but when he did, his words were chosen carefully and wisely. It just seemed so odd to him that these people found it hard to accept the woman who he was slowly beginning to see as a surrogate mother, though she was only what, seven-eight years older than him? She was so kind to everybody, strict and serious when needed while fun and happy the rest of the time. How could these people have such a hard time accepting her?

"Miguel! Trowa! Come on, open up already!" came Hilde's voice followed by what sounded like her pounding on the barricaded stable door. Miguel glanced over at Barton to see what the older man was going to do only to find him standing up and moving towards the ladder. Miguel quickly followed and once off the ladder, dashed past Barton to the doorway, proceeding to unlock once there.

He had just thrown open the sliding door and smiled at Joshua and Hilde when he saw her eyes widen and heard Joshua cry out for them to run. Hilde had just raised her firearm, a Beretta he noticed, when he promptly ducked, listening as she began to fire round after round until the clip was completely empty. He heard a heavy thud immediately afterwards.

Shaking, he stood and looked over his shoulder to see one of those overly large wolves lying in a bloody heap perhaps twenty feet from them. Eyes wide, he stared at it in horror, not really able to figure out how it had gotten in without him or Barton noticing. A gentle hand was then placed on his shoulder and he turned to see Hilde looking at him questioningly, her Beretta tucked into the back of her pants.

He felt like such an idiot for having allowed that thing into the stable, and he knew Frank would be upset at him for having allowed such a thing to happen. "He's going to be so pissed at me," he whimpered, watching as confusion crossed her face. "Frank…he's-I let it in and he's-he's going to be so mad at me and-"

His sentence was cut short as he watched the older woman slowly hug him, allowing him the possibility of escape he wanted. With a strangled sob, he wrapped his arms around her slim waist and cried, seeking comfort from her. She in turn held him gently, almost motherly as she stroked his hair and murmured comforting words in his ear.

After a moment, he heard Joshua clear his throat, and Miguel pulled away from Hilde hesitantly as he looked over at the Hispanic young man. "Let's go back to the house," was all Joshua said as he and Barton turned to lead the way.

Hilde was now replacing the empty clip with a full one before she called out to Barton and handed him the loaded Beretta. She then turned and waited for him to catch up to her, smiling as she kept pace with him. Miguel glanced over at her, hesitating only for a moment before he wrapped an arm around her waist, hugging her as he still sought comfort. She not once complained about the sudden closeness between them as she wrapped an arm around his shoulders, squeezing them in a comforting manner and murmuring against his hair that everything was all right now.

And he believed her. For the time he knew her, he knew that she would not lie to him about something like this. And it was the moment she placed a chaste kiss on the crown of his head that Miguel no longer saw this petite young woman as friend, but as a surrogate sister, like Alex, Midii and Adjani.

Terms:

1. mon amie - (you all really should know this one by now. ^_-) my friend (French)

2. Tout fait ! Ne regarde pas tout ce mauvais, si je dis ainsi moi-même. -- All done! Doesn't look all that bad, if I do say so myself. (French)

3. Allah - it's the Muslim word for God and for those who don't know, it's Quatre who says it. ^_- (Arabic)

4. Princhipesa - Princess (Italian)