Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Silent Series ❯ Silent Plot ( Chapter 4 )

Author's notes and warnings: Wah!!! I'm so very sorry this chapter took FOREVER! I've just been real swamped with tons of things and the holidays didn't help either. Thanks for sticking around and I hope you'll like this little installment.

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The Silent Series - Chapter Four: Silent Plot

By Moonraven

"Where the hell is Relena?" Zechs' voice boomed over the communicator.

Heero frowned and nearly dropped the bunch of wires he was sorting. Trowa hissed and Heero tightened his grip while turning to the new Preventers agent by the door. "I sent her with Noin. She should have been with the rest of the diplomats at the rendezvous."

He waited impatiently while the agent relayed the message. With Trowa under the bomb and him sifting through the wires, he couldn't very well respond to the message. Both he and Trowa had stripped down to their undershirts and the speakers were on the jackets. So much for new and improved gadgets.

"They're NOT here! Report on last known location." Zech was understandably upset; both his sister and his fiancé were missing.

"About ten minutes ago, main staircase, going up." Quatre's voice came through the earpiece and Heero felt Trowa stiffen immediately.

"What the hell is he doing with the communicator?" Trowa and Heero said at the same time. The Preventers agent acting as liaison faltered momentarily, then he re-phrased the question into the pin.

Ignoring the question, Quatre said, "I'm closest so I'll check out the upper floors. I'd sent two agents with her earlier; I have one agent with me, now. Will contact you when they're found." Quatre's voice was crisp and commanding, something that Heero hadn't heard in a long time.

"What did he do?" Trowa made a move to squirm out from under the stage where speeches were made not too long ago.

Heero nudged Trowa's leg sharply with his foot to remind the other man where he was. Trowa made a strangled sound but remained frozen where he was. Heero glanced down at Trowa briefly before turning to nod at the Preventers agent. Heero wasn't sure the blond would take `no' for an answer anyway and with Trowa and himself occupied, Quatre was their best chance at finding Relena. The blonde's determination was notorious even in the political arena.

"Affirmative, Agen… er… Mr. Winner.. .sir." The agent relayed uncertainly.

"And find out where the hell are the two agents that went with Relena." Heero ordered the new guy briskly.

"Er… guys, love to help but my hands are tied with the evacuation here. The kitchen is gone, man. That was some bad-assed appetizer, I hope you guys have better luck with the main course."

"Um… they're doing their best, Agent Maxwell." The new recruit was turning green at the thought of being blown to bits. Then remembering Heero's last command, started searching the frequencies for the two missing agents.

"Heero." Wufei's voice came over the comm.

"He's defusing the bomb with Agent Barton, sir. He can hear you but he has removed the mic."

"I'll back up Quatre. We'll find them, Zechs. Chang out."

No reply necessary. Wufei wasn't going to take a `no' either. Heero sighed and went back the their immediate problem; the bomb. Despite what others believed, he'd learned a long time ago to trust his fellow ex-pilots. They would find Relena.

Trowa, on the other hand, was not taking the `Quatre running around a burning building with one agent' thing well. He remained stiff and unmoving under the bomb.

"Trowa, we don't have time." Heero reminded him quietly.

"I know." Trowa replied with a heavy sigh and went back to work. The sooner he finished, the sooner he could wring the little blonde's neck for breaking protocol.

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"Oh my god, Noin, you're bleeding!" Relena cradled Noin's head in her lap. She stared in horror at the steadily growing dark red stain on Noin's previously immaculate uniform. "Noin!"

"I'm okay, 'Lena. Don't shout." Noin said softly and tried to push herself up. With a painful gasp, she fell back against Relena, making the younger girl cry out in distress. "Shh, Relena. We have to be very quiet."

Relena watched in anguish as Noin fumbled with the communicator on her lapel with one hand while trying to staunch the bleeding in her sides with the other. "Here, let me. What do I do?" Relena asked, eyeing the pin uncertainly.

"Ta---take it off and just talk into it." While Relena fiddled with the back of the pin, Noin pulled the earpiece off and handed it to Relena. "Put this on. You're on a private channel with Zechs… you may hear the others but he's the only one who can hear you. Press the blue button... the others… pilots…" Noin took a deep breath before continuing. "…can talk to them… then."

Relena took the earpiece and fitted it into her right ear. Immediately, she heard the commotion that Noin must have been listening to all this time. No wonder they always seemed so distracted. If she had to listen to that all day, she'd simply go crazy.

"Hello." Relena said softly into the pin.

"Noin?" Zech's voice came in immediately. "Where's are you? Are you alright?"

"Milliardo!" Relena cried in relief. "It's Relena. I'm fine but…"

"No!" Noin reached up suddenly and shook her head. "Don't… he'll worry…"

"Relena, where are you?" Zechs repeated. "Where's Noin?"

Relena stared at the blood oozing from Noin's side and suppressed a shudder. "Um… she's here." To get her brother's mind off Noin, she continued quickly. "Milliardo, we're in a closet in a suite somewhere on the third floor. I'm sorry, we were running and… and I didn't pay atten---"

"Running from what?" Zech's voice cut in. "'Lena let me talk to Noin."

Relena swallowed and looked down at the young woman in her lap. Noin was panting slightly, her face beaded with perspiration and she was very pale. Relena was more worried about Noin than she was about her brother so she decided to tell him. "Mil, the representatives from MN107… they have weapons and they shot two agents. I think they're dead, and… oh god, Milliardo, Noin… she's bleeding pretty badly."

Relena winced as her brother shouted obscenities on the other side of the line. Then she heard him talk to Quatre and Wufei… wait… Quatre? Why Quatre?

"I've found the two agents." Wufei said darkly, leaving no doubt that Relena had been right; they were dead. Despite the horror of the situation, Relena couldn't help the fluttering in her chest at the sound of his voice. He was alive and he was coming for her.

"Relena." Quatre's voice sounded in her ear. "Are you armed?"

Relena looked at the gun Noin had put down next to her. It wasn't like she had never handled one before, but still; it wasn't something she'd thought she would ever do again.

"Yes." Relena replied then remembering what Noin had said about changing channels she pressed the blue button then said, `Yes.' Again. "I have Noin's gun here."

"I understand, Relena." Quatre's warm voice calmed her somewhat. "We're going to do our best so you won't have to use it. I'm on the third floor now; I'll be there soon. Two knocks, a pause and two more, got it? Don't answer or open the door for anyone else. Is that clear?"

"Yes."

"Good. Wufei?"

"Got it."

"Quatre out."

Relena blinked blankly at the pin she was clutching. It had never ceased to surprise her how efficiently these men worked. Never used complete sentences when one or two words would do.

Suddenly, a loud explosion rocked the building and she leaned over to cover Noin instinctively. Several boxes fell off the shelf and landed next to them but nothing damaging.

"Er… sorry, guys. Couldn't put out the fire in the power room." Duo's voice sounded tired. "Quat, man… um, I think you're gonna need a new home, buddy."

"That's alright, Duo, I don't like the color of this one anyway." Quatre's voice replied grimly and Relena heard Duo chuckle. She shook her head in amazement. How could they joke at a time like this? And what was happening out there? Why was Quatre sent to rescue her?

"Quatre, please be careful." Relena whispered into the speaker. "There're four of them and they have… big guns." That didn't sound quite right to her and she colored slightly when Duo burst out laughing on the other side.

"Don't worry, princess, Quat's not too bad himself."

"How would YOU know?" Wufei deep voice asked and Relena felt her heart skipped a beat… again. "Quatre, I'm right behind you."

"He doesn't KNOW!" Quatre hissed and Duo laughed again. Relena shivered involuntarily at the sound. She'd heard it before and she could just picture the dangerous gleam in his eyes as he laughed defiantly in the face of death.

Then she heard the door to the suite opened and Relena clutched Noin closer to her chest. She tried her best to scoot to the back of the closet, away from the door but she was too worried about the bleeding to move Noin very far. Weren't abdominal wounds fatal?

Then the knocks came; two knocks… pause… two more…

"Quatre!" Relena called out in relief. The closet door opened immediately and the unmistakable blond head of Quatre Raberba Winner poked in.

"Hello, Relena. Sorry to have kept you waiting." He smiled grimly as he pulled the rest of the door back and Relena saw that he had traded his jacket and tie in for a good size pistol. He knelt down in front of her and pulled gently at Noin's hand to see the wound on her side. What he saw made his handsome face crease worriedly, adding to the fear that was growing rapidly inside Relena. Still frowning slightly, Quatre reached over and took Noin's gun, checked the safety and the ammunition then tucked it into the waistband of his pants. Then he looked sideways at her and smiled gently. "Let's get out of here, shall we?"

Relena nodded eagerly but before they could make another move, Wufei shouted a warning then shoved Quatre all the way into the closet. The blond muttered something in Arabic as he managed to keep from crashing into the two women. A shot rang out and Quatre muttered some more as he maneuvered around the small closet. Relena could hear Wufei telling someone to get down as more shots were fired. She closed her eyes and clutched Noin to her tightly. Rapid shots rang out at close range and Relena opened her eyes to see Quatre firing out from his hiding place next to her. His face was intense and his lips were pressed into a thin grim line. A dangerous glint in his eyes was something that was rarely seen and Relena took a shaky breath as she remembered the last time she'd seen it - some three years ago during the war.

"I don't know Duo, it looks like the bad guys got real big guns... OUR guns! How the hell did they get their hand on Preventers issued guns?" Wufei asked between fires of no one in particular. "Back-up? Quatre, do we need back-up?"

At Wufei's one-sided conversation, Relena realized that she had lost the earpiece. She looked around the floor but gave up almost immediately; the floor was littered with contents from fallen boxes.

Relena saw Quatre check his ammunition then grinned out the closet door at Wufei. "Getting soft in your old age, Wufei?"

"Look who's talking? Your shots haven't hit anything vital yet."

"I'm maiming them, not killing them!"

"Excuses, excuses."

"Excuse me!" Relena interrupted them indignantly. "We have an injured woman here in case you'd forgotten. Can you play later?"

Quatre turned to give her an apologetic smile. "Sorry Relena, I didn't mean to upset you. Help is on the way. Don't worry."

Distant shouts and more gunfire could be heard and both Wufei and Quatre stopped shooting and listened. "Yep, here's Zechs." Quatre said lightly and flashed her a smile. Relena blinked at him uncomprehendingly. Quatre, in her opinion, was enjoying this far more than he should.

Quatre slipped quietly out of the closet. A few seconds later, Wufei stuck his head in the doorway.

"You okay?" He asked lightly but she could just make out the worried lines around his mouth.

Relena nodded and swallowed. Now that everything was over, she couldn't seem to get her voice to work. Wufei nodded then moved back as Zechs pushed past him to kneel next to his prone fiancé.

"Noin." He called softly while he checked her wound and vitals. "Get me the stretcher." He called behind him and more men moved to the closet.

When they had secured Noin and carried her away, Zechs helped Relena up and hugged her tight. "I was so worried."

"I know, I'm really sorry."

"We'll talk later. Come on, let's go." Zechs pushed her towards the door as they hurried after the stretcher carrying Noin. Relena turned one last time and saw Wufei and Quatre kneeling over a bloodied body on one side of the room. Next to Quatre stood a tall young man she'd seen with representative Tamar from MN205. She looked down at the man they were talking to and gasped when she recognized the bloodied heap as Hans Jorgensen. Relena made a move towards them but was halted by her brother.

"No Relena. Let them handle it. We have to get out of here." Zech took a hold of her elbow and pulled her after him.

"Shouldn't they come as well?" Relena asked. "The bomb…"

"They're coming." Zechs reassured her and pulled her along. The last thing Relena saw before they left the room was the tall young man putting his hand gently on Quatre's shoulder and she couldn't help wondering who he was and where in all this was Trowa…?

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"Guys! Out, out, out!" Duo shouted as he ran into the ballroom and screeched to a halt into front of Heero and Trowa, the only remaining occupants in the west wing. The men being yelled at were nonchalantly putting their jackets back on and only spared him a glance as they straightened their clothes. Duo blinked then grinned mischievously at the two young men. "Er… Did I miss something?"

Both men gave him death glares and Duo rolled his eyes. "I swear you two are from the same mold." He muttered then looked behind Trowa. "Newbie took the bomb?"

"Yes." Trowa said and started walking towards the door. "Move it Duo. The fire is spreading fast."

Duo squawked indignantly. "Hey! That's what I came here to tell you!" He ran after the taller brunette and snagged on to his arm. "Tro."

Trowa stopped and turned impatiently to face Duo. "What?"

"Go easy on Quat, will ya? He did get Relena and Noin out safely."

"It wasn't his job."

"Apparently the person whose job it was to protect her, failed." Duo said the last word clearly and he could practically feel Heero cringing.

Trowa narrowed his eyes and glanced passed Duo's shoulder to the silent man behind him. "He probably saved us all with what he was doing." Trowa commented quietly.

"I know; it's just a messed up night, man, and boy are we gonna get an earful." Duo agreed. "So… don't chew him out too badly, okay? I haven't seen Quatre this alive in years."

"Can't the two of you talk someplace else?" Heero asked as he walked passed them to the door. "At this rate, you won't have a chance to see Quatre at all let alone chew him out."

Duo watched his former lover leave with mixed emotions. Lots of mixed emotions. He wasn't sure what they were; adrenaline still pumped enthusiastically through his veins but the lump in his chest he knew was of a different origin entirely.

"Duo."

Duo looked up and saw Trowa studying him quietly. "Yeah… we better get going." He grinned at the taller man and together they walked out after Heero.

What to do with Heero? What to do…? His mind kept asking but for the life of him, Duo couldn't find the answer. Heero didn't love Relena… so why the hell did he make everyone believe that he did? And why the hell did he leave? Why the hell did he stay away? Why? Why? Why?

"You're muttering to yourself." Trowa said as they cleared the building. Firefighters and their equipment passed them to go into the burning building and the two young Preventers wove their way clear of the emergency team. Most of the people left around the grounds were agents, all the dignitaries, guests and staff were evacuated to selected locations where Duo knew each one would be thoroughly questioned and for many, searched.

Duo turned to say something smart to Trowa but something else caught his attention. Next to the fountain in front of the main driveway, Quatre was standing next to a tall sandy-haired young man, talking to another Preventers agent. Duo glanced sideways at Trowa hoping that the taller man hadn't seen them and maybe, just maybe he could steer Trowa somewhere else.

No such luck. Trowa's eyes were fixed them and he was scowling hard enough to break steel.

"Shit." Duo muttered as his `Heero problem' flew out the window and his `keeping Trowa from killing a diplomat problem' flew in. He stepped in front of Trowa and none too gently pushed him in another direction.

"Tro!"

Trowa glared down at him briefly then looked back up in Quatre's direction again. "What are they still doing here?"

"Ground's secure. Chill, man, he's surrounded by agents. Everything's cool."

Trowa did not reply but he never took his eyes off the couple.

"Tro, is that the guy you pulled your gun on?" Duo asked as they watched the pair from a distance.

"Yes."

"Who the hell is he?"

"Azir Rasha. A… friend."

Duo looked from Trowa to Quatre then to the young man and shook his head. Then his head nearly lulled off his shoulder when Azir affectionately brushed Quatre's hair out of his eyes and rubbed gently at some spot on Quatre's cheek.

Trowa froze next to him and Duo knew exactly what kind of pain the other man was feeling. Still, Trowa had brought this on himself. He was an idiot for denying his feelings for Quatre for this long.

"Jealous much?" Duo asked lightly.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Hello! Earth to idiot." Duo waved his hand in front of Trowa's face. "You're talking to the guy you screwed because you couldn't have Quatre, remember?"

Trowa turned his gaze to Duo and frowned. "That wasn't why we…"

Duo raised his brows. "No? At least I admit that we had sex because I was being an ass about Heero. Why can't you admit the same thing about Quatre? You love him."

"I don't." Trowa stared at him hard, daring him to disagree, which Duo merrily did.

"Liar. That's what you said two years ago and I believed you then. You want to know why I called off our little fun?"

Trowa frowned and shrugged. "You said it wasn't your style to stay with one guy for too long."

"And you believed me." Duo sighed and shook his head. Yep, idiot.

Trowa stared at him impatiently. "You don't lie." He stated Duo's mantra.

"True… but YOU did. I know you love him, Trowa, because during one of our little romps, you said his name. You said it the way I would have said…" Duo trailed off suddenly and shook his head. This wasn't about him, it was about two other idiots he called friends.

Duo almost felt sorry for the man. Trowa paled at first then looked horrified and then as if he didn't believe Duo, he shook his head to dismiss the idea.

"Don't argue with yourself, man. You said it yourself; I don't lie. I wouldn't make up a story like that." Duo shook his head helplessly. "I don't get you. You KNOW Quat has feelings for you. What the hell are you doing?"

Trowa was silent next to him so Duo peeked up at the man through his bangs. Trowa was watching Quatre and the Azir guy intently. His face was an enigmatic mask but Duo knew only too well what that mask hid. Duo wore one too, only his was cheerful and bright where Trowa's was emotionless and bland. When Trowa finally spoke, his voice was soft and pained.

"It's too late, Duo."

Duo followed Trowa's gaze and saw Azir holding Quatre's hand, his head bent close to the blonde's as he spoke softly to him. Duo wanted to tell Trowa that it wasn't too late, that if Trowa acted now, Quatre would never seek comfort somewhere else but before Duo could say those things, Trowa shook his head silently and walked away towards Quatre.

Duo stomped his foot in anguish while muttering colorful choice words. Then he became aware of someone watching him. He looked around for several seconds before he found Heero regarding him from behind a fire truck. Then the perfect idiot turned and disappeared into the night.

Idiots! They were all idiots!

Including himself, Duo admitted resignedly. HE was probably the biggest idiot of them all.

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"What the hell happened?" Lady Une's voice rang out in the small sitting room of Relena's hotel room.

They were all there, scattered around a coffee table where Heero's laptop screen displayed a very stern looking Une. Heero, Relena and Quatre sat side by side on the sofa facing the laptop, Wufei was leaning against the wall to their right, his arms crossed over his chest, Duo was sprawling in the armchair on the other side of the sofa, and Trowa was standing rigidly at Quatre's shoulder, behind the sofa. They hadn't changed and everyone except Relena was wearing the clothes they had on the previous night.

No one else spoke and the silence in the room was deafening.

Lady Une rubbed the bridge of her nose in irritation then looked up at Trowa. "You first, Mr. Barton. Would you care to explain how the representatives from MN107 came to be fully armed and how on earth had they managed to plant two, not one, mind you but TWO bombs under your very nose?"

Trowa stared unflinchingly into the screen and shrugged. "We searched everyone but due to the diplomatic treaty sighed last year under section SC-208, we were not allowed to search the persons of government officials, colonial representatives and other dignitary guests who attend peaceful conferences."

Duo snorted in disgust, letting everyone know what he thought of the treaty. Trowa glanced at him then added, "I believe several of us have voiced our concerns in the matter to you."

Une narrowed her eyes at him. "So, it's MY fault, is it?" When Trowa didn't answer, she asked, "And what of the bombs? And the body of the detonator?"

"The body was crushed by fallen debris and unrecognizable." Heero answered. "Tissues were taken and sent to the lab this morning. We should find out his identity soon. But the bomb, that's another thing that puzzles me." Heero paused and frowned. "If the purpose was to kill, why wasn't the bomb under the stage detonated instead of the one in the kitchen? At that time, all the guests were in the west wing, mostly where the bomb was. Why detonate a bomb in the kitchen, which was on the opposite side of the facility? That doesn't make sense."

"A diversion?" Wufei suggested.

Quatre nodded in agreement. "The men were clearly after Relena. Maybe they didn't want to harm anyone else."

"But why?" Relena asked suddenly. "I have no quarrels with MN107 up until last night. He was very upset by the proposal but he couldn't have known that before my speech."

"You said so yourself, Relena; you have death threats. It may have nothing to do with your proposal." Heero told her. "Maybe they couldn't detonate the one in the ballroom because they were there as well so they used the one in the kitchen. They were hoping to finish their job during the commotion."

"And if Quatre hadn't stolen the communication unit from one of the agents, we would have been too late." Duo looked pointedly at Trowa who promptly ignored him.

Quatre blushed and nearly jumped out of his skin when Relena threw herself at him.

"I'm so sorry Quatre, I hadn't thanked you at all." She cried into his neck while he gently held her. "And those men you sent with me… I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault, Relena." Quatre said soothingly. "Blame the ones who did this and they will see justice, I promise you."

"Yes, they will." Lady Une confirmed grimly. "Their wounds were treated, and I believe they were transported to Preventers headquarters on Earth earlier this morning." Une checked the papers in front of her then nodded. "Yes, here is the order. We'll take care of them." She looked up again and sighed. "Report on Noin's status."

"Zechs called a few minutes ago and the surgery went well. She's in serious condition but stable." Quatre reported with a small smile. One more tragedy averted.

"Good." Une sighed then frowned when she saw Wufei moving up to stand next to Trowa. "What is it, Wufei?"

"There are things that don't add up." He frowned then turned to Trowa. "When did the representative from MN107 arrive?"

Trowa thought for a second or two then replied, "In the afternoon, around 3 p.m."

"When did they have the time to plant the bombs?"

Trowa's eyebrow twitched slightly. "They didn't."

"There are others." Heero muttered darkly.

"And they're either on Quatre's staff or working for Preventers." Duo added from his chair.

"Most likely Preventers." Heero agreed with a scowl.

"Explain." Une ordered briskly. Calling her agents traitors was like a slap in the face.

Duo shrugged and sat up. "No one was allowed in or out of the ballroom since morning when the stage was erected. Our agents supervised all work and the only ones in or out of that room had clearance, which were all approved by Preventers. So, either we're SO screwed up that we didn't see a bomb that size being put up or someone covered up real good. Either way, we don't look too good." Duo grinned humorlessly at Une.

Wufei nodded then added, "Now security in the kitchen was just as tight since poison wasn't out of the question and we had agents crawling all over the place. Even if the bomb used in the kitchen were considerably smaller than the one in the ballroom, to put the package behind the refrigerator would take some time. Someone was bound to see it and some explanations would have to be given…" Wufei trailed off as he looked at Trowa.

"They could say they were inspecting the facility for safety purposes." Trowa muttered angrily.

This was not good. Relena looked from one man to another and they were all deep in thoughts, most of them with huge frowns. Relena thought back to the agents that she had seen the previous night, even the agents they had guarding the hotel now… anyone of them could be the traitor(s). They weren't even sure how many there was.

Finally Heero spoke and it was to issue an order to Lady Une, Commander in Chief of Preventers. "You'll need to check every agent's background and contact us as soon as you find anything. We'll take care of things here. Contact no one else out of this room with the exception of Zechs. We'll touch base this evening at 9 p.m. our time."

Une narrowed her eyes at him and her lips compressed into a thin angry line but she didn't comment on the fact that he was treating her like a field agent.

"What about Relena and Quatre?" Une asked instead. "Will you take Relena off planet?"

"Negative. They would just follow us now that they know we're here. It's best to stay here where there's back-up."

Une frowned but appeared to trust his judgment and nodded. "Alright, 9 o'clock, your time then. Une out."

Heero closed his laptop and no one spoke for a while. Rapid knockings at the door jerked them out of their thoughts and Wufei went to open it. The Preventers agent on the other side gave Wufei an envelope making the Chinese man frown darkly. They spoke quietly for a few minutes then Wufei nodded and dismissed the man. He closed the door then returned to the rest of the group, staring at the envelope in his hand thoughtfully.

Relena had felt Quatre stiffen the second they saw the envelope. She glanced at him and he stared at the paper in Wufei's hand apprehensively.

"Is that what I think it is?" Quatre asked in a small voice.

Wufei nodded and handed it over to Quatre. "The agent said that it was found with the supplies taken from the house. No one saw anything."

Relena looked over at the long white envelope and saw that it had three simple initials: QRW. Quatre stared at it like it might grow a head and bite him.

"Quatre?" Trowa called softly.

Quatre took a deep breath then smiled up at the tall brunette. "I'm okay, thank you, Trowa." He swallowed and ripped the envelope opened. His delicate brows knitted together as he read and when he was done, he was visibly pale. He looked up at Trowa in frustration.

"He was there, Trowa, at the Conference. He said he was close enough to..."

"What?" Trowa exclaimed before Quatre could finish and snatched the paper from the blonde's limp hands. He scanned it briefly then muttered, "Son of a…"

Heero, Duo and Wufei went over to Trowa and they in turn, took the letter from him.

"Shit." Duo's eyes widened as he read the content. "He even saw Quatre's little love scene, Tro. Damn!"

Love scene? Relena looked at the mortified blond next to her then up to Trowa whose face had darkened even more though she wasn't sure if it was because of the `love scene' or the fact that the would be killer was right under their noses.

Judging by the serious faces around her, Relena knew that the odds were against them. Preventers' security was compromised more than they had guessed. The only ones they could rely on were all in this room.

And it was a pretty damn small room.

TBC…