Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ In The Bedroom ❯ Night 26 ( Chapter 26 )

In The Bedroom: Night 26

Duo Maxwell sat in his Gundam. It was not a terribly comfortable place to be, yet he made no move to leave its confines. This place was familiar, this space. Out there….he shuddered.

`Over' his mind supplied continuously, but it never truly set. The metal was still falling, still raining down on unsuspecting earth, and Heero was still falling with it. Would always be falling.

Deep, shuddering breaths racked a worn, thin frame as he tried to control…anything. Something. Himself. It seemed he was doomed to fail, even as Heero was to succeed. Duo Maxwell was not sure how he felt about that. So he sat.

The coms were blinking, demanding he open the link, let them in, let them see him, speak with him, celebrate with him. But Duo Maxwell was no where he needed to be.

Firing up the boosters, knowing there probably wasn't enough fuel to get half way, Duo turned his back on triumph and headed home. To ruin. It wasn't a terribly comfortable place to be, but he would make no move to leave.

He did not see the Wing Zero struggle back toward the Peacemillion searching for something that was not there, to share something that could not be shared.