Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Grace This Earth ❯ Hilde's Plan - Heero knows! ( Chapter 6 )

Disclaimer: I don't own Jack, Gundam Wing or anything else I happen to use in this fic.

Rating: This one's a PG, Kiddies!

Warnings: Language, Heero's POV, OOC, yaoi, AU, screwed ages - I am not sure how old everyone is now (best advice is to ignore it), Sexual references, Hilde is a bitch in this, (so sorry to anyone who likes her).

Pairings: Previous 2+H , H+R, 1x2/2x1 ( \/\/_^\/ ), 5x6x13, R+D, 3x4 ( ///_^ )

Dedication: For all those who Review!

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Stars and black dots clouded my vision as I lay on something cold and hard. I couldn't figure out where I was for a moment so I stayed unmoving, keeping my heart rate and brain waves as steady as I knew how. Before the knowledge of where I was struck me and what time I was in, I had been thinking about all the possible ways to escape from my possible prison.

"Heero?" Quatre questioned me, his voice a near whisper.

I sat up immediately, wondering why Quatre was at my side when it should be Duo. Even during the wars it had been Duo. My slowly functioning mind tried to work out what was going on.

Quatre sat back, surprised at my immediate signs of awakening when normally I would remain as though I was asleep until I had regained full consciousness.

"Where is Duo?" I asked as soon as the dizziness of sitting up so quickly had abated.

"We don't know." Quatre replied quietly, his head down.

"Hilde. . ." I growled out. "Hilde has him. The jealous bitch has him." I began to shake with the rage I could feel coursing through me. My eyes slipped closed as another wave of dizziness overcome me.

Quatre gasped at my side, and then called out to the door nearby. "Trowa, Wufei! Start searching for Hilde's current position!"

"I understand." Came Trowa's reply.

"And call Treize and Zechs back in from the search. We'll need their help."

"Rodger." Wufei called out.

Quatre looked back to me then, so I asked. "What is the damage?"

"Slight concussion and a very large bruise on the back of your head." He replied calmly. "How did she manage to get you so vulnerable?"

"I was. . ." I mumbled something incoherent under my breath.

"Ah, What was that, Heero?"

"I was with Duo. . . on the park bench. . . We were. . ." I coughed, hoping that would get the point across.

"Oh, right." Quatre said with a slight blush.

"What's the date?" The thought jumped into my head. I was concerned how long Duo had been in the clutches of the jealous bitch.

"You've been out for one night. It's midday now."

"Right. When can we go and retrieve him?" My mind began reeling with all the possibilities, of all the things that Hilde could be doing to Duo.

"As soon as we know where they are and we have an attack plan."

"Rodger that." I said as calmly as I could. Inside I was screaming. Why was it taking so long? Anything could be happening to Duo and I wasn't there by his side.

Trowa's voice came floating into the room. "I've got a lead. . ."

Quatre practically jumped up from his seat. I was about to join him when the small Arabian placed a restraining hand on my shoulder.

"Leave this bed and you won't be joining us." His warning brooked no arguments.

He left me on the bed while we walked into the adjoining room. I tired to crane my neck around so that I could see what was going on, but the edge of the door was to far away. Quatre let out a distressed noise, and it was all I could do to stay in my place and not run to find out exactly what was going on. After five minutes of disgusted snorts from Trowa, and concerned whispers from Quatre, the blonde Arabian emerged.

"Heero. . . we need to get a plan together. I have the basics. . ." He carefully removed one sheet of paper from a small stack that he had in his hands. "I just want to double check with you if you think it is the best option."

"Where is he?" I asked, grabbing the paper and scanning the plans. Seeing where they were holding Duo, I asked another question. "What are they going to do with him there? I know that you know, Quatre."

Quatre looked aside and didn't answer. Instead, he looked at me and and turned his concentration to the plans. "Do you think that this will be the right place to infiltrate? We could go in through the air vents, but it might be quicker going this way."

I didn't pursue the question, instead I decided to grab a laptop as soon as possible and find out for myself. Quatre could be more stubborn than me sometimes, and that's saying something.

I surveyed the plans and gave him any advice I could offer. The plan that he had arrived at was as flawless as a plan could be. It was a plan that allowed for small miscalculations, as well as trying to eliminate all possible disruptions. After that was complete, I was allowed to rest some more. Actually, Quatre told me that if I didn't get some more rest, I wouldn't be able to accompany them.

I lay for a time, wondering what Hilde was doing to Duo. I had no ideas on what she really was doing, so the possibilities were endless, chasing themselves around and around in my worried mind. Hilde was in an old OZ facility. No one had used it in some time, as the only people that now knew of its existence were the rest of the ex pilots and old OZ officers. Duo was located, for a time, in the main hall. This was the place where assemblies of OZ officers used to take place. Quatre had told me, with absolute confidence, that Duo would be there for a time, at least.

We were going to waltz right into the facility using the main entrance doors, as that was the only way we could think of that would allow us to enter unnoticed for a time. Our greatest strength, in this plan, was our total lack of concern that we were visible. It was very much a `Trowa based' tactic.

I was looking worriedly at the ceiling when Wufei walked in.

"I hear Winner didn't give you any information on Maxwell's status." He stated dryly.

I merely glared at him.

He looked slightly amused. "Here." He shoved a pile of papers on the bed. "I know that if it was me, I would be able to get the rest the Winner so kindly insisted upon until I knew everything that was going on."

With that he walked back into the room that he had emerged from.

I looked down that the papers on the bed. The first sheet was an advertisement.

_____ ^_^ _____ !!!!!AUCTION!!!!! _____ ^_^ ______

All OZ Soldiers and Officers Welcome!

A Chance for Revenge and for meeting up with old colleagues not to be missed!

Main Item: Gundam Pilot --- 02! (Duo Maxwell, Pilot of Deathscythe.)

Speak to Hilde (Contact details in attached note) for reservations. Seats are going fast.

I placed the sheet aside for later investigation. I looked over all the other sheets that were in the pile. I gathered that Hilde was holding an auction of Duo tomorrow. She a frequently baited OZ soldiers and officers with promises of revenge and promises of finally being able to test how strong a Gundam pilot really was. I sorted through the sheets, neatening the stack then placing them on my bedside table. The sheet with the advertisement was on top. I finally let myself use my feelings as I read it again.

I stared in wonder for a moment, it was all too surreal, before rage overtook me. How dare Hilde do this to Duo! She even had the audacity to call Duo an `item', as if he wasn't even human! I knew, without a doubt, that once I found Hilde, I would make her pay. I would make her pay ten times more in humiliation than what Duo had to endure. I would force her to feel a hundred times worse than Duo had to. I would make her pay, in flesh, a thousand times what ever pain Duo had been through. I had no doubt that when I was done with her, Hilde would be but a shadow of her former self. A mere flicker of the cruel, vengeful bitch that she was now. I would also make sure that she was totally incapable of ever hurting another human being. The process of ensuring that would not be a pleasant experience for her.

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