Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Past Meets Present ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 7 )

Heero immediately dialed *69, in hopes of getting Xin Xin back but it didn’t work. Duo looked expectantly at his friend. “Who was that?” Shinigami wondered.

“It was Xin Xin,” Heero began.

“Well that’s good,” Duo put in. He started to say something else but stopped at seeing Heero’s raised hand.

“She was crying for her parents. Quatre and Trowa weren’t there and someone was talking in the background,” Heero finished. Just then, Wufei broke into some more drunken babble. Heero glared at the man for a moment then ordered Duo to make a prairie oyster.

“What, for him?” Duo asked. “Why?”

“Just do it,” Heero replied, anger lacing his voice. Duo ran off to the kitchen, not quite knowing why Heero was in such a bad mood. The Japanese man just looked at his friend and felt anger. And he wasn’t quite sure why.

Meiran had somehow ended up at her old building. Sitting inside the doorway, she fell asleep, shivering because it was so cold.

“Are you okay?” Trowa asked Quatre. The short, blond man had started to rub his chest. Quatre looked up and into his boyfriend’s eyes. “Something’s wrong.”

“What’s wrong?” Trowa went on. Quatre rubbed his chest, not answering for a few moments. “Xin Xin’s scared,” he told the other.

“Then, we should go back to the room;” Trowa answered, standing up. Quatre nodded and the two walked back to the room. Usually, Trowa had to slow down to be able to walk with his Little One but now, he had to speed up a little.

Quatre burst into the room and stopped. Trowa, who had been lagging behind a little, was barely able to stop in time. As he stood behind Quatre, he saw what had shocked the other man. Xin Xin was gone. Her bed was a mess and it looked like there had been a struggle. But what was most horrible was the message on the wall.

It was written in something red. Hopefully, not blood, Quatre thought. He began to read it.

Give us Chang Wufei or she dies

Growling in frustration, Heero picked up the phone when it rang, hoping it was Xin Xin again. Instead, he was rewarded with Quatre’s voice.

“What? This is just great,” Duo heard Heero say. “He’s drunk as hell right now, too.”

Duo figured he was talking to someone they knew and about Wufei. Handing his drunken friend the prairie oyster, the American turned to the Japanese man. “Who is it?” He mouthed.

“Quatre,” was the answer. Duo nodded. “It’s just got a call from her a little bit ago. Quatre, she was scared, asking for her parents,” Heero said. Duo furrowed his brow. When Heero was finished, he turned and found Duo there.

“What were you talking about?” He was asked. Heero glanced at Wufei who was holding the empty glass then turned to face his best friend.

“Xin Xin has been kidnapped.” As soon as he said this, a small thud was heard. Heero didn’t need to turn to know it was Wufei dropping his empty glass. Heero continued. “And, they want him,” he nodded his head towards the Chinese man, “or they’ll kill her.”

“What?” Both voices asked impulsively. “Who has her?” Wufei wanted to know.

“This is the part you’re not going to like. We don’t know. She was taken from the hospital while Quatre and Trowa were getting something to eat and a message was left on the wall. The phone call a little bit ago was Xin Xin,” Heero told them. Finally turning to face the man, Heero asked him a question.

“I work for the Preventor’s, of course I have enemies,” Wufei growled in response. It was amazing what a prairie oyster could do; though he was starting to get a killer headache. Quatre and Trowa showed up while he was getting something to help kill the ache.

It wasn’t until Duo asked something so obvious that the guys realized something. “Where’s Mei?”

Meiran shivered, pulling her arms closer to her chest. It was cold out and she didn’t have a coat or anything. Just then, a car pulled up in front of the building. Someone stepped out and walked up to the building. Watching the person, she figured it was a tenant of the building. But, when the tall figure reached the doorway and her, she realized that the person was not. Before she could do anything, a rag was placed over her nose and mouth.

She was unconscious in moments.

“Niáng,” Xin Xin cried softly to herself. Occasionally, she’d slip in a Die. The young girl was cold, hungry, and scared. She was in a dark room with no heat and one very dim light that she huddled under. Luckily, it was against a wall so she wasn’t sitting in the middle of the room. Suddenly, a bright light came filtering into the room.

Whimpering in the pain it caused her, she covered her eyes. Hearing a thud, she looked up. A body was thrown into the room near her. The room she was in wasn’t big, Xin Xin knew and when the source of light closed, she crawled over to whatever had been thrown in.

“Niáng,” she said softly, seeing her mother’s body. Though her mother was cold, Xin Xin crawled into the woman’s arms, wanting some source of comfort.

Shortly after that, the guys received a package. Wufei was upstairs, trying to sleep off a hangover that was starting to form even though he’d had a prairie oyster and had taken some ibuprofen. Quatre was in the kitchen, making a pot of coffee for the others and a small kettle of tea for himself. Heero was busy on his laptop, doing whatever he could. Trowa and Duo were playing War, trying to keep busy.

“Follow him, Duo,” Heero ordered after the package was delivered. The braided man opened his mouth to complain but on seeing the glare he was getting, decided not. Grumbling as he threw on a coat, Duo left.

Carefully looking at it, Trowa opened the package. It was just a piece of paper with a web address. Heero took one look at it and was already typing the newest piece of information into his laptop. A website popped up with a link. Clicking on it, he found that the screen was pitch black.

No, wait, there was a light source, it was just very dim. Shadowy figures could be seen moving. It looked like someone was rocking back and forth. Turning his sound up all the way, Heero could hear a woman’s voice crying.

“It’s Mei;” Quatre breathed when he heard the voice. Heero and Trowa realized this as soon as he said it. The woman was Mei, or at least, it was her voice saying the things they were hearing. Heero began to type away, trying to find out the ISP.

Duo came into the place a little while later. “Lost him in a crowd over near the shuttle port. So, what was in the package?”

“What package?” Wufei’s voice asked. He walked over towards Heero, trying to see what he was doing. Not saying a word, the Japanese man minimized what he was doing and maximized another document.

It was the dark room with Meiran and Xin Xin, though, the light was brighter now and they could see the two well. Duo turned to face his friends, and asked, “When did they get Mei?”

Quatre hung his head, leaning against Trowa, and answered, “She was in the room with Xin Xin when we got the package.”

Wufei slammed his fist into the table, anger seething from him. “Why take them if they want me? Why?”

Feeling a hand on his shoulder, he saw Quatre. “We will get them back,” the Arabian told him. “We will.”

“What the hell is going on here?” Duo suddenly interrupted. “I mean, Wuffie here is so pissed but why the hell are you?”

“Don’t call me Wuffie,” growled the already pissed off Chinese man. Duo looked at his friend. “No. I want to be let into this big secret that everyone but me seems to know.”

Plopping down on the couch, he continued. “Are you related to Mei or something?”

Wufei looked at his friend and answered he was. “So, she your sister or a cousin?” He paused then said with a joking tone, “Couldn’t be your wife because no woman could ever put up with you.”

Wufei and the others grew even more silent then they already were. Duo looked at them in shock. “You mean, you and Mei are married?”

“Yes,” answered Wufei very curtly. Duo whistled and summed up pretty much whatever one was thinking in one word. “Damn.”

A/N: A really short chapter, I know. But hey, lots of stuff happens in this one. And Duo finally gets in on the big secret. But, how do Meiran and Xin Xin’s captors know their connection with Wufei? And, will the guys get to the two female Changs before they are killed? These questions and so many more will be answered next time.

I own nothing in this fic but Xin Xin who is as cute as a button.