Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Gundam Lullaby ❯ Relena's Lullaby ( Chapter 1 )

Warnings: Death fic-don't like 'em, don't read it.

This isn't my typical style, but I really feel that I had to write this.

It's a song-fic for 'Whiskey Lullaby' by B. Paisley & A. Krauss.

 

Disclaimer: I don't own 'Gundam Wing' OR 'Whiskey Lullaby'.

 

Gundam Lullaby

 

Chapter 1:Relena's Lullaby

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814 Cherry Blossom Drive 10:30pm, Friday night, 1 month ago

 

Relena smiled to herself. 'Won't Heero be suprised! I can't wait!'

She had been away on diplomatic business for almost a month. And while she wasn't real happy being away from Heero for so long, she realized it was neccesary. But, Oh how she missed him when she was away!

The cab rolled through the gates and up to the two story Tudor that she and Heero shared. It had been 3 years since the end of the wars and 2 years since she and Heero had finally became a couple. After a tumultuous friendship through the war years and the bumpy start that all relationships seem to have, they got engaged. Matter of fact, their wedding was only a month away!

Relena started to exit the cab when Falen, her bodyguard, stopped her.

"Lady Peacecraft! Wait! Let me do a security sweep first."

 

Relena shook her head.

 

"I've told you, call me Relena. And there's no need for a sweep. This is my home. Besides, Heero's here. Nothing would ever get past him and he would never let anything hurt me."

 

"Yes, But, he didn't know you were arriving today. He won't be on alert, let alone his best guard. By the way, why didn't you tell him you were back?"

 

"Because! I got back three days early, something that never happens, and I wanted to suprise him!"

 

Falen pointed to the carport. "Well, you'll definately do that. He's not expecting you and he seems to have company."

 

Relena looked in the direction Falen was pointing. Sure enough, there was a second motorcycle parked next to Heero's. Both of them being Christmas presents from Quatre last year, they were similar; one Gloss Black, one Gloss Red, both with silvery-chromed feathers floating along the paint job. Relena smiled.

 

"It's just Duo. No doubt he took pity on Heero and swung by to keep him company while I was away."

 

She placed a friendly hand on Falen's shoulder. "Thank you, Falen. You're a wonderful bodyguard and a better friend. I appreciate you putting up with everything tonight; the secrecy, the cab, ditching the rest of my entourage...everything. Thank You."

 

Falen smiled and shook his head. "You're going to drive me to an early grave, Lady Peacecraft. Now, get out of here. Enjoy your night."

 

Relena smiled, shaking her head as she exited the cab and walked up to the front door. She unlocked it, ducked inside, and waved at Falen, who nodded in response as he watched the door close. He directed the cabby to take him back to the consulate and finally relaxed back in his seat.

 

'That Heero doesn't know how lucky he is,' he thought. 'I only hope he appreciates her...'

 

~~~~*~~~~

 

Relena locked the door and put her purse on the table in the foyer, under the rack with all their various keys. She lightly bumped into the table in the dark. None of the lights were on downstairs.

 

'Maybe Duo's spending the night,' she thought. 'Although it's hard to believe they'd be asleep already...?'

 

She shrugged out of her coat, draping it over her purse and headed for the steps upstairs. But when she got to the top step, she slowed to a stop.

 

'What is that sound?'

 

An odd, quiet thumping was coming down the hall from the opposite end. She slowly advance a few steps down the hallway. A small squeaking joined the thumping. Relena relaxed a little but was slightly annoyed. Obviously Duo had brought along his elusive girlfriend. But, how Heero could sleep over the noise, what with the main guest room being directly across the hall from the master suite, was beyond her. Ughh! She would Really have to talk to that boy about his manners!

But as she neared the two bedrooms, Relena became confused all over again. 'Why does it sound like that noise is coming from our suite?' she wondered. When she was directly in front of her door, the thumping, presumably the bed hitting the wall, became more frantic.

 

Relena frowned. 'Bringing your girlfriend over to stay and visit is one thing, but screwing her in MY Bed is going a bit TOO FAR, DUO!' she thought as she turned the knob. The loud, lusty dual moan that assaulted her ears as she entered the room was nowhere nearly as startling as the image that assaulted her eyes!

 

The first thing that she seen was a naked back she could've identified in the dark. Heero. He was shuddering with his release. Relena was so shocked that she missed the long, chestnut braid that was wrapped around his right hand. If she had seen it she wouldn't have gasped when Heero fell over on the bed to cuddle his partner, and she seen that it was Duo.

 

He put her out, like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette.

 

Her gasp alerted the two former Gundam pilots to her presence. Relena clasped her hand over her mouth to stifle the sob of denial that rose up in her throat. Heero sat bolt upright in bed, gaping at her.

 

"Relena...! What are you doing home? You're early..." His expression was pure shock, followed by...regret?

 

He broke her heart.

 

Duo had the grace to look chagrined.

 

Relena couldn't even drag in an adequate breath, let alone say something around the lump in her throat. Thought process stopped as instinct took over. Before Heero could move another muscle, Relena turned and fled the room, running down the hallway.

 

When she hit the stairs, she all but fell down them in her effort to flee. She landed in a heap at the foot of the stairs but drug herself to her feet just as quickly. She fell into the foyer table hard, grabbing her coat, purse, and a set of keys off the rack on the wall, before running outside, not even bothering to shut the door behind her.

 

Amazingly, Relena found her Jag through her tears without further incident. While Quatre had got all the Pilots bikes for Christmas last year, he had refurbished the vintage Jaguar that had all but rusted away in her family's storage. It went from Rust Orange with Dirt Black interior to White and Chrome with Pale Pink interior.

 

She turned the key and the engine roared to sweet life. She put it in gear and hit the gas so hard she peeled out, tires squealing. Heero came running out the door in jeans and bare feet just as she roared by him. She barely missed him as she screamed down the drive. The last Relena seen of him was in the rear-view, screaming something she never heard, trying to flag her down.

 

~~~*~~~

 

She spent her whole life trying to forget.

 

*Happy Howard's* 10:30pm, Friday night, Present

 

Falen walked into the bar, scanning it's inhabitants for someone specific. It took him a minute, but he finally found his mark.

Sitting alone, in a back booth, was Relena. Falen walked up and sighed. She looked like hell. Her head was resting on one arm, her hair strewn across the tabletop, and a brandy snifter clutched in her other hand. She was a total mess.

 

We watched her drink her pain away, a little at a time.

 

"Passed out," he muttered. Falen walked over and tried to take the drink out of her hand, only to get the shit startled right out of him when she shot up in her seat, snarling at him. He nearly choked on the whiskey smell permeating her breath.

 

" 't's mine! Git'cher own!" She was so drunk her eyes couldn't even focus on him. Falen doubted she even knew who he was right now.

He frowned as she tossed back the last 1/3 of the glass, spilling a good deal of it down the front of her shirt. Which, by the look of things, isn't the first drink to find it's way there tonight.

 

Falen slid into the other side of the booth.

 

"Lady Peacecraft? It's me, Falen. Come on, Lady P. Pull it together."

 

Relena looked at him and blinked hard, a couple of times. Slowly, her eyes focused on him.

 

"Falen?"

 

He smiled gently and laid a hand on one of hers.

 

"Yeah, it's me, Lady P. I'm here."

 

She put the glass down and slid that hand into her hair, leaning on it.

 

"My God, what am I doing here, Falen? Look at me. I'm a mess."

 

He patted her hand. "It's o.k. I doubt anyone's paying attention."

 

She snorted. "It pays to have old friends. Howard's one of the guys I met during the wars. He was always helping Heer..." She choked on his name and Falen silently cursed the Pilot for the millionth time as tears started to slide down her cheeks.

 

But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind, Until the night....

 

Falen slid around to her side of the booth and pulled her into his arms. Normally, Relena would never have let him comfort her, hadn't this whole month in fact. But tonight was different. She buried her face in his shoulder and the tears came in torrents, along with the mutterings.

 

"Why? Why didn't I see it? They were so close! And it wasn't until after Duo came back from L2 that Heero relinguished his position as my head of security! But we were already eng-gaged by then," she hiccuped, gulping in breath around her sobs.

 

Falin held her, stroking her head soothingly, trying not to let the rage he felt for one Mr. Yuy come through in his voice.

 

"Shhh....Shhhhh. It's o.k. Everything's alright. There's no way you could've known. Shhhhhhhhhh." He kept his voice deliberately calm and smooth, trying to ease her emotional outpour.

 

A waitress came to pick up her glass and dropped off a cup of coffee. Falin mouthed 'thank you' to her and she just smiled in response, disappearing back into the crowd. He coaxed Relena into drinking the coffee, which helped bring her senses back a little. And everytime she finished a cup, and he thought he'd have to track down a waitress, here she'd come and fill it right on up.

 

After about three cups of coffee Relena felt strong enough to stand and make her way to the bathroom. Although, that could've been just out of necessity. There was only one b/r and she made a bee-line straight for it. She was there a few minutes and when Falin saw her heading back his way, he could tell she'd been sick.

 

Falin stood and held up Relena's coat for her to slide into. She did so, grateful for the warmth. For some reason she was suddenly chilled through. She looked up at Falin and said the only thing she could think of.

 

"Take me home. Please?"

 

Falen smiled and nodded. "Sounds like a good idea."

 

He slid an arm around her shoulders and helped lead her out of the bar and out to her car. He took the keys as she pulled them out of her purse, unlocked her door and held it open for her to slide in. He joined her, taking the driver's seat only after making sure she was buckled in securely.

 

He drove her to the apartment she'd been living at for the last month.

 

"I still don't understand why you didn't take Mr. Winner up on his offer of a house to live in," he said as he unlocked the front door and ushered her in. "It would definately have been more secure."

 

Relena shook her head. "I just couldn't, Falin. I mean, I really like Quatre and Trowa, but I'd never impose by not paying rent, and Quatre would never accept it. Not to mention that I'd never be able to go over there without the chance of running into either of 'them'." She shrugged out of her coat, throwing it and her purse on the couch in a heap.

 

"So you aren't afraid of calling Quatre, even though they might be visiting?"

 

Relena looked at her feet. "I haven't exactly called Quatre since I called off the wedding."

 

Falin could've kicked himself. 'That's why she got so plastered tonight,' he thought. 'Today was supposed to be her wedding! No wonder she's so upset!'

 

He walked over to stand in front of Relena. When she looked up at him tears were forming small pools that leaked down her cheeks. He wrapped his arms around her and just let her cry. Her hands balled into fists clutching at his jacket. Her little body shook with the force of her emotional venting and all he could do was hold her and stroke her hair, murmering solaces to her.

 

After it seemed she had cried herself dry, Relena pulled back to look at Falin. "Thank you, Falin. It seems all I do around you is cry. That and complicate your life. I don't see why you put up with me."

 

"Don't say that!" He lifted her chin to look at him. "You are a wonderful person, Relena. You're intelligent, brave, patient...and the most beautiful woman I've ever met."

 

That statement got Relena's attention. Her eyes grew wide as she searched Falin's gaze. Falin blushed slightly but didn't back down from her inspection.

 

"I...I never knew you f-felt like that, Falin. I...don't know what to say. I...I..."

 

Falen smiled gently, putting a finger up to her lips. "Now's not the time, I know. If I were thinking, I wouldn't be burdening you with this now. Not when you have so much to deal with already. But one day, after you've had time to heal, I want to sit down with you and have a serious heart-to-heart talk. No pressure, no time soon, just one day."

 

Relena smiled almost sadly. "I'm not sure how long it'll take to heal from something like this. It could be a long while. You sure you want to wait that long?"

 

"You're worth waiting for. Besides, it's not like I'm not going to see you every day, unless of course, you're dimissing my position as head of security?" he teased.

 

She shook her head, smiling. "Of course not! You are possibly the best person to hold that position. I'd be stupid to dismiss you."

 

She hugged him tightly before backing up a step. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to get some rest. Today has truely sucked, my head is throbbing, and my bed is calling my name."

 

Falen smiled, nodding. "Of course. Do you want me to stay? I could sleep on the couch."

 

"No, but thanks. I'll be fine. Besides, you can't have the couch, that's where I sleep most nights!" She smiled while pulling him gently towards the door.

 

Falen stepped out, but turned to look at her. "Alright, Lady P. But I'll be by to pick you up in the morning. Say 9am? I think after the night you've had you deserve to sleep in."

 

Relena smiled and nodded. "Sounds great! I'll see you then."

 

Falen turned away and Relena shut and locked the door behind him. Then she crossed to the windows to watch him step outside and hail a cab. After he was gone she finally went and laid down, trying to sleep.

 

But sleep wasn't as comforting a thing as Relena had hoped. She woke up around 2am gasping for breath and tears running down her face. She buried her head in her hands and cried.

 

'Always...Always the same dream...Coming home, finding Heero and Duo, running away...Why can't my mind just let me be? Why can't he stop haunting me? Why?'

 

By the time Relena stopped crying her head was pounding pretty good, so she got up and padded down the hall to the kitchen. When she opened the fridge, it was with the intent to get a glass of pop to take some Tylenol, but when she saw the whiskey bottle next to the coke, she reached for it instead.

 

She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger,

 

She started out mixing Whiskey and Coke, but an hour later saw her drinking it straight out of the bottle. She was sitting on her bed, legs crossed indian-style, with the bottle between her legs and a micro-recorder clutched in her hand. She had started dictating a letter, to whom, she didn't know, trying to vent her pain.

 

And finally drank away his memory...

 

Relena talked and talked, spilling out all the thoughts in her head, all the feelings she could never say aloud. And in all the purging, she came to the realization that she had had enough. She had always done everything that was expected of her; became a diplomat, became queen, carried the torch of peace for the whole galaxy. And what did she have to show for it? Nothing. She had her job, but that was just superficial. She had her brother, that she hadn't seen in three years, and had talked to a handful of times since then. No, she had no friends, no loves, no life.

 

Life is short, but this time it was bigger

 

She had never done anything for herself. And after all this time, all she really wanted was to get away. She wanted some peace, for herself for once. And then came the anger, at everyone, even herself. Everyone else for making her what she was, herself for letting them do it. All she wanted was to scream, loud and long. She slid down the bed, taking another long draw on the bottle, and flipped over to bury her head in the pillow.

 

Then she screamed; long, loud, and baleful. She screamed until she didn't have anything left to scream about or with. She felt so lethargic, so warm. Almost too warm, but she couldn't find the strength to move. She felt fuzzy, light headed. And sleepy. But sleep brought the nightmares! Oh well...with as fuzzy as she felt, maybe the nightmares would finally leave her alone...Yeah, that would be nice......

 

Than the strength she had to get up off her knees.

 

Relena's Appt. 9am, The Next Day

 

Falen looked at his watch as he walked up the steps to Relena's apartment building. '9am. Right on time,' he thought. 'Hope she's ready, cause she's got a pretty full load today at the office.'

 

His smile, and good mood, both died when he opened the door and seen the other object of his thoughts, not the pleasent ones, standing in front of Relena's door. His eyes narrowed and he fairly growled at the man.

 

"What are you doing here, Yuy? Don't you think you've done enough to her?"

 

Heero turned to look at the venomous voice addressing him.

 

"Falen. Not that it's any of your business, but I thought I'd check on her." Heero wasn't suprised to see Relena's bodyguard, though he thought that he had already been here.

 

"About what?"

 

"That is between Relena and myself."

 

"That's where you're wrong, Yuy. You're not her fiance anymore. Nor are you part of her security or entourage, so that makes you nobody to her. And that makes you and any contact you want with Lady Peacecraft, my business."

 

Heero's eyes narrowed. "Fine. Yesterday could have been a... 'painful' event for her. I just wanted to be sure she was alright."

 

"Well, why you care I'll never know, but yes, last night sucked for her. But she's fine. I took care of her. I made sure she got back here safe and sound. Now why don't you get lost before she realizes you're here. I don't want you upsetting her anymore than you already have, Yuy."

 

The very idea of someone else caring for Relena made Heero decidedly uncomfortable. But something else was starting to bug him.

 

"You said you got her back here in good shape last night?"

 

Falen sighed. "Yes. I did so personally."

 

"Then why are you here, now? Shouldn't she be at work already?"

 

Falen was starting to wonder where this was going. "I told her to sleep in today. Why?"

 

Heero was looking at Relena's door again. "Because she wouldn't answer the door."

 

"She probably didn't want to talk to you, Yuy."

 

Heero shook his head. "No. That's not Relena. I was pounding on this door hard enough to wake the dead. If nothing else, she would've answered the door long enough to tell me to get stuffed. So either she's not here or something's wrong!"

 

Falen went to the door and knocked hard. "Lady Peacecraft? It's me, Falen. Open the door." No answer. Knock again. "Relena?" Falen tried the knob. Locked. He checked the deadbolt. Solid.

 

Falen looked at Heero. Heero nodded. Both men pulled out sidearms and took up a position in front of the door. And on a silent count only they heard, they both rushed the door, busting it open. They both started searching the apartment, going room by room, until...

 

"Falen! Call 911, NOW!!!!"

 

Heero had found Relena first. She was laying in bed, face down. And she didn't appear to be breathing. He pulled her over onto her back noticing two things straight off: her skin was bluish, and she was ice cold.

 

They found her with her face down in the pillow,

 

He started CPR right there. "Come on, Relena. Come on. Breathe!" 'Don't you give up on me now.' He kept it up, never stopping, never deviating his attention, until the EMT's arrived and took over, pushing him out of the way. Heero stood back and watched them work, continueing CPR and putting her on a stretcher. He bowed his head as they wheeled her outside to take her to the hospital.

 

"Heero, come on. We're leaving."

 

He looked up at Falen. "You go ahead. I'll be along in a few."

 

"But.."

 

"Go!" he snapped. "You're her head of security;Act like it! Go with her. I'll catch up."

 

Falen nodded and took off out the door.

 

Heero looked around the apartment, trying to figure out what had happened. He found no signs of forced entry, at least before they had forced the door. There wasn't any recent leftovers in the fridge, so he couldn't place or dismiss poison. So he went back to the bedroom.

 

There he figured out what the strange taste in his mouth was. Whiskey. He'd tasted it on her mouth when he'd administered CPR to her. He found the nearly empty bottle lying on it's side on the bed. He also found something he recognized easily, her micro-recorder. It was next to the bottle, so he picked it up and inspected it. It looked like it had a recent memo recorded so he rewound it a second or two, then pushed play.

 

"I don't think I'll ever get over him, not in this lifetime. I loved him. I loved him with everything I had. And it wasn't enough. It never was. Sometimes I think back and wonder if he ever truely loved me. Or was it just my teenage fantasies deluding me still? I suppose I'll never know now. I guess it's better that way. This way I can still believe that, at one time, Heero loved me. I know I love him, even now. I always will. To the day I die. I love you, Heero."

 

With a note that said, 'I'll love him till I die.'

 

Falen found Heero still at Relena's apartment, sitting on her couch, staring at the wall. Before he could open his mouth, Heero spoke up.

 

"I know."

 

Falen nodded. "I figured you did."

 

Heero just closed his eyes. "It was pretty obvious, even from the beginning. Just tell me one thing: What was the cause of death?"

 

"Best they could tell from preliminaries, it was suffocation. Although I'm fairly certain that when they do the autopsy they'll find high enough levels of alcohol to have poisoned her too. There was enough I could smell it on her."

 

Heero nodded. "I tasted it on her. Suffocation fits. I just wanted to hear it. It looks like she got drunk and fell asleep face down in the pillow. Being drunk, she didn't even know she was in trouble till it was too late."

 

"What's going on here?"

 

Both men turned to look at the newcomer. Milliardo Peacecraft was staring at the remnants of the door. He looked up at them.

 

Falen was the first to respond. "Lord Peacecraft....I don't even know how to say this..."

 

"What? What's wrong? Where's Relena?"

 

"Canq Memeorial Hospital," came Heero's reply.

 

Milliardo turned to face him. "What? What happened? Une called and said something was wrong but she didn't say what."

 

Falen dreaded this part. "Lord Peacecraft, maybe you should sit down."

 

"Why? And stop calling me 'Lord'."

 

Heero stood up and looked at Milliardo. "It's like this, Zechs. Sit or fall, it doesn't matter. Either way, you'll probably hit the floor."

 

Falen didn't like how this was going. "Heero, maybe I..."

 

"No. He needs to hear this from me."

 

Milliardo looked at the Pilot expectantly.

 

"Relena died this morning."

 

".........What did you say?"

 

Heero steeled himself. "Relena died this morning. I killed her."

 

"WHAT!!!" "What?!"

 

A heartbeat later found Heero plastered against the far wall with a ball of fury named Zechs ripping into him. Heero took hit after hit. What Falen couldn't understand was why Heero wasn't fighting back?! By all accounts, Heero should be at least holding his own, if not wiping the floor with Zechs!

 

'If I don't stop them, Lord Peacecraft is going to kill him!'

 

Falen jumped into the fray and grabbed ahold of Milliardo, trying to get him to back off of Heero.

 

"Lord Peacecraft! Stop!!! Heero didn't kill her! Stop already!!"

 

Milliardo stopped long enough to look at Falen. "What do mean? Heero said he killed her! Are you saying he lied?"

 

Falen shook his head. "I don't know why he said that. But I do know this: Relena wasn't killed by Heero; she died of suffocation. She was dead before Heero got here."

 

"It's true," came a soft voice from the doorway.

 

Everyone turned to see Quatre standing in the entry with a stoic Trowa standing behind him.

 

"We just came from the hospital," said Trowa quietly.

 

Quatre nodded. "We talked with the doctor. Initial investigations say suffocation, but he wants authorization to perform an autopsy. He believes there was more to it than that."

 

"Alcohol poisoning."

 

Everyone looked at Heero.

 

"She fairly reeked of it. AND, I found an empty bottle of whiskey in her bed," Heero stated rather flatly.

 

"But why did you say you killed her?" Milliardo asked.

 

"You needed to vent," he replied. "I made a convenient target. Now go, take care of your sister."

 

Milliardo stared hard at Heero for a long moment. "Alright, but when I return, you had better be gone, Yuy. You hear me?"

 

Heero nodded.

 

"We'll take you if you want," offered Quatre. And the three of them disappeared, leaving Heero and Falen alone in Relena's apartment.

 

"So, you just let him beat the crap out of you, for what? To let him vent?" asked Falen finally.

 

"I was the only one that could handle the beating he can dish out. Besides," Heero looked directly at Falen, "Wasn't I the one that killed her?"

 

Falen looked at Heero like he'd lost his mind. "You didn't hold her face in the pillow. Did you?" He wasn't sure of anything with Heero anymore.

 

"No. But why did Relena suffocate?"

 

"Because she was too drunk to move."

 

"And why was she drunk?"

 

Heero watched as Falen put it together in his head.

 

"You blame yourself, don't you?"

 

Heero didn't answer him as he headed for the door.

 

"Heero, answer me. You think she killed herself because of you."

 

Heero didn't turn around, but said,"A Peacecraft will never be known for taking their own life. One of the very first things I ever said to Relena was that I'd kill her. I guess I finally did."

 

And with that being said, Heero walked out, leaving Falen with a very bad feeling.

 

~~~*~~~

 

Kushrenada Memorial Cemetary for War Veterans

4 pm One week later...

 

Following a press release prepared by Lady Une of the Preventers, a funeral was prepared for Lady Relena Peacecraft. The Preventers would act as her military honor guard on the motor route through the city for the public to express their mourning. And the Gundam Pilots would be her personal honor guard. Considering the semi-recent events, Heero and Duo offered to withdrawl from that place of honor.

 

"Oh, no you don't!" Milliardo bellowed at the two of them. He got right up in their faces. "After everything that's happened, the two of you should consider yourselves lucky I haven't killed you yet!"

 

Duo cringed slightly. "That's sorta the reason we offered to withdrawl. We didn't figure you'd want us there."

 

"That is exactly why I want you there. The Gundam Pilots have always protected her. They will do so again, one last time. And after everything that 'happened', you two owe her that much, at least." That last bit was added as he looked straight at Heero. "Now, you two will suit up and take your place in the procession! NOW!"

 

Duo still looked dubious, but he nodded his aquiesence. Heero looked at Milliardo a moment, then said, "Mission Accepted."

 

And after the trip through the city to the cemetary, Heero, Duo,Trowa, Quatre, and Wufei joined Milliardo in carrying Relena up the hill to her final resting place beneath her favorite tree.

 

And when we buried her beneath the willow,

 

And as everyone came to silence for the sermon, the very heavens seemed to take notice.

 

The Angels sang a Whiskey Lullaby.

 

~~~*~~~

 

O.K. What do you guys think?

 

I know it's angst-y, and I usually don't write death fics,

 

but this one just scratched and clawed it's way out.

 

And don't think it's over yet.

 

Stay tuned for Chapter 2: Heero's Lullaby