Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Jaaku na Gundam ❯ Impounded ( Chapter 3 )

Jaaku na Gundam

(English Translation The Evil Gundam)

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Chapter 3

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Impounded

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The case had been written and sent by the time they reached the main ship. As they disembarked Heero saw Sally waving to them from a transport. Wufei snorted rudely as he threw his belongings into the back of the jeep looking vehicle.

"About time you learned your place woman-next time take the bags before I get in and greet me properly," Wufei said harshly.

"That bad," Sally answered not taking him seriously at all. "I heard it was messy."

Wufei barely gave her a glance as he sat shotgun. "If you heard it was messy then you didn't hear much."

"Yikes and I volunteered to do the autopsy," Sally replied turning to Heero. "How is Duo?"

"You what!" Wufei yelled as Heero gave her a shrug.

"Well, I thought you would prefer my expertise on this case since it's so close to home," Sally explained as she drove them towards the staff area. "Besides we hardly ever get to work together anymore."

"First of all whose choice was that and second, this is not, and I mean not, close to home," Wufei snapped angrily.

"He's an ex- Gundam pilot," Sally slipped in.

"And you're hardly an expert in forensics," Wufei snapped next.

Heero listened to their bickering feeling like a third wheel. He liked Sally and had no problem with working her. In fact he sometimes like working with her more than Wufei however he would never tell anyone that.

"I have as much clock time as any," Sally defended.

Wufei narrowed his eyes at her and although he was still a couple inches shorter than her the look he gave her was daunting nonetheless.

"Heero you don't mind my being your forensics expert on this case do you?" Sally asked before Wufei could break into another tirade.

"No," Heero answered quickly. "However you may regret it."

Sally glanced back at him surprised. "Coming from you I'll take that as high warning."

She continued to drive ignoring Wufei's heated glares. Heero continued to ignore their little by-play while he was deciding if he should try and get something to eat or sleep. They passed the ship's library and Heero realized there was something he needed to check.

"Sally slow down," Heero called out. He leaped from the conveyance almost immediately and without another word he headed to the research center.

"I see you'll listen to him." Heero heard Wufei hiss as she pulled away.

Wing Zero wasn't the only system with an advance program to interact with its pilot. The other was Epyon created by Treize Krushranda. He had given the suit to Heero in a morbid little game to play all the parties against each other. The man was a genius strategist.

Now Heero's question was what else had he made. Epyon had been destroyed with Libra or so he thought. This suit could either have been made from Epyon parts or maybe it was another of Treize's creations.

Heero searched the Oz files looking to see if there were more any reports of gundamanium usage six years ago. He knew it would be near impossible to get information on the suit itself however from the records he was sure that he might be able to discern if there was more than one suit built. Most people may assume where was not anyone who would know how much gundamanium would be needed to build not one but two suits. He knew. All he needed to do is see how much ore had been purchased.

Heero located the factory rather easily and noted that the amount of ore listed was not enough for two suits. That meant Treize had not created the suit.

Heero was about to get salvage records on Libra when Chief Une called him. The woman politely asked him to come and see her as soon as possible.

Heero frowned at the message. Chief Une wording had been polite and the more polite she was the worst trouble you were in. Heero recorded his findings and headed to the chief's office.

Une was in her civvies when Heero was escorted into her quarters. She had never made much of an impression on Heero. The only people who really knew her from the war were Noin, Sally and Trowa. Sally didn't care for her and Noin hated her. Trowa though had a strange respect for her leadership skills. He did warn Heero that she was ruthless and cunning-a little mad. Heero never forgot it.

Wufei was there when he arrived. He was fresh from a shower and his uniform was clean and pressed. Heero realized that he had been in the research center all night and most of the morning.

"Do you ever sleep," Wufei said softly. It wasn't a question.

Heero bit back a sharp reply. Hell, if he had someone to sleep with then maybe the research center wouldn't seem so comfortable. Une interrupted his thoughts.

"There has been another accident," she stated without preamble. "Captain Maxwell is demanding we have that suit removed from his ship."

"What happened?" Heero asked.

"The clean up crew was electrocuted," Une told them.

"How many?" Wufei asked.

"The entire crew," she answered briskly. "Even after, I have Sally's report on the autopsy these incidents will be ruled as accidents by misadventure."

"What about the families of the victims?" Heero asked.

"I'll work on that," Une told him. "In the mean time, I want you two to find out who built that Gundam. I knew Col. Treize. I worked with him. He did not build it."

Heero hid his surprise. Did she know that he had been investigating Treize? Heero didn't doubt his snooping went unnoticed.

"What about Captain Maxwell? He wants that suit off his ship," Wufei said.

"You tell the Captain Maxwell that he will not do anything, move anything on the suit or that ship until he gets the clearance from us," Une said angrily. "At this point we are impounding his ship until further notice."

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TBC

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Drop me a quick review and let me know if you like this. I'm trying to focus more of my talents to my horror writings maybe I'm wasting my time? Or maybe you don't think my second disclaimer is true? Anyway all reviews are welcomed. -- Ani