Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Torture or Salvation ❯ Home ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 2: Home

Everyone was gathered out side Relena's room. Each had their own thoughts about the scene that occurred earlier. Relena must have been hurt pretty badly inside and out. Pretty, that was the understatement of the century. This had probably scarred her deeply and it would take everyone's efforts to bring her from the state of instinct and survival that she had been forced into. They had watched her as she would go around the room and look for possible exits or places to hide. She seemed to do it sub-consciously the same went for the gurney in the room. Her head must have it as a no go area as she must have spent most of her time being tortured on one.

Her instinct's were primal, just like an animal if you entered the room you would feel those tortured eyes bore into you and stay on you. Her gaze never wavered it just stayed on you, watching you, excepting you to do something like lash out. That's why no one stayed with her for long because the intensity and coldness that filled those blue orbs was enough to send shivers up their spines.

Milliardo had been phoned the moment Relena was in hospital. He was on L5 at the time. He had taken up Relena's position when she went missing. During the 3 months he had started to realise why Relena always wanted to get away.

He was due to arrive there at any minute and would waste no time with doctors. He had to see his baby sister. Deep down he was preparing for the worst. When he got to her room he saw everyone standing outside looking solemn and his heart sank. He approached them and all heads looked in his direction but looked away again, too ashamed at the mission failure. They might have brought her back but what's a shell without its contents.

"Where is she?" he asked. He didn't even bother to cover the concern in his voice. His eyes had black smudges under him from many sleepless nights and his face was paler then usual.

"She's in her room and you may go and see her-but you must be aware of what you may encounter…" Sally trailed off her head bent downwards.

"What do you mean?!" Milliardo asked urgently his heart sinking even further. His mind reeled with all sorts of visions of his sister. Ones of horror, ones of pain and ones of…dare he think it?…death.

"Just go in and prepare for a shock. She's been through a lot physically and mentally." Sally replied

"That's an understatement" Duo whispered but only Heero heard and he had to agree with Duo. God he had failed her, and in more ways then one. She was a wreak and it was all his fault.

"I'll go in with you" Heero announced and came out from the shadows. That was where he belonged after all that had happened, the shadows. It was his home, his prison but he welcomed it as a fair trade for all the wrongs that were caused by him. Milliardo gazed at him with the same eyes that once belonged to Relena. Only his contained anger and worry for his sister.

"Why?" he spat. It was true that he blamed Heero for all this but deep down he knew it was wrong to do so. But he couldn't help it; she wouldn't have gone off if it weren't for him and that stuck up girlfriend off his. Of all the cheek but he was interrupted by Sally's reply.

"It's necessary because Relena has gone through alot which will cause mood swings and if she gets hysterical…it's for your safety as well as hers." Sally replied but still refused to look at him. He didn't reply. He just moved to the door and opened it with Heero silently on Milliardo's trail.

"He blames Heero for this doesn't he" Quatre stated in a matter-of-fact tone.

"I don't blame him to be honest I mean he betrayed their {Relena and Heero's} friendship and her trust" Duo replied. And everyone knew it to be true.

Milliardo entered the dark room and heard the click of the door when Heero closed it but nothing else. No `brother I missed you' or anything. He looked to the gurney to see if she was asleep but it was empty. Where was she? But Heero answered his question.

"Relena there's someone here to see you." Heero said quietly in the direction of a corner shrouded in shadow.

Milliardo watched as the corner grew a pair of blue eyes. Those eyes would haunt his dreams for a long time to come. The fear and hopelessness, there was no confidence or defiance left, that fire had been extinguished. The rest of Relena emerged from the shadows. Her movements were slow and hesitant her body ridged and tense, ready to run or fight if necessary. Milliardo wanted to run up to Relena and hug her and never let her go. But he knew better than to scare her.

"Relena?" he whispered. She continued to stare at him for a minute. Her eyes locked on to his and kept him staring at her even if he wanted to look away. She slowly edged towards him eyes never wavering. She reached within a foot of him. Milliardo's heart raced as she slowly reach out a bandaged hand and cupped his left cheek. He shivered at her touch, it was cold and he felt his energy being drained from his cheek.

He felt her eyes boring into him so he did the foolish thing and looked at her. He regretted it instantly but he couldn't look away, that haunted look was similar. Then he remembered it was the same look that the prisoners of Oz that had been driven crazy by their captors had worn. His heart fell at the thought. Who would want to harm someone as pure and innocent as Relena?

"Milliardo?" he heard his name uttered under her breath. He froze, she remembered him. His heart rose from the floor as he sore the recognition in her eyes. The next thing he knew he was engulfed into her tight embrace. He felt her body as it shook against his as she sobbed. He wrapped his arms around her protectively and fiercely hugged her back. Emotions washed over him as he buried his head in her hair. It smelled of death and he weeped internally for his younger sister. He wanted to make all the pain go away, had wanted to take the burden of her wounds upon his back. He was her brother and he needed to protect her.

Relena had been left alone in her room for what seemed like years after Noin left with the others. No one had looked at her, not even Heero. Was he that disgusted at her weakness? But she never told them. No she wouldn't let them get the Gundam pilots or her brother and as thanks they wouldn't even look at her. She missed Noin's embrace already, she felt safe and wanted there.

Relena was huddled up in a corner of the room hidden in shadow. It was the best place to hide and it was close to a window if she needed to escape. Escape? What was she talking about she was home well not home Peacecraft home but with her family and friends home. But what if they come back and take her back for, for, for that. She shuddered in her corner at the thought of going back and sub-consciously moved in to the wall trying to be one with the wall, trying to be invisible.

Her eyes fell onto the gurney, her `bed'. Who did they think she was, stupid? If she were to sleep on that thing then they could restrain her and do things to her against her will. It always happened and all said the same thing before hand. `We won't hurt you, just go to sleep' then when you woke up you were in leather straps with white coats everywhere. She shuddered again and drew her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. She put her chin on her knees and drifted off to a light and troubled sleep. She had grown to sleep so that even in the deepest of unconsciousness she could hear certain noises like the door or the squeaking of gurney wheels.

She was awake even before they entered the room. She had heard the click of the doorknob being turned. She froze and held in a breath. In her head she would repeat over and over pleas to go away. But she didn't dare repeat them aloud, then they would know where she was. She kept her eyes closed so that if they did see her they may not bother her if she was asleep. Her ears packed up two pairs of feet as they slowly and quietly walked in. It was dark in the room so Relena couldn't see who was invading her space. They stopped and someone familiar called to her.

"Relena there's someone here to see you." Heero. Heero was in here but with whom? She slowly opened her eyes out of curiosity. Who wanted to see her? Only certain people were allowed visits, her friends and family. It then hit her she had seen everyone accept Milliardo. But would it really be him? He had never stayed to long with her to be that concerned surely. Her own comment hit Relena like a ton of bricks.

But she continued with her internal bashing comments. He probably only cared like Heero that the vice foreign minister was still able to carry on with her duties. Her mind continued to taunt her. Relena snapped out of her trance and slowly rose from her shadowed hiding place. Her eyes locked on to her brothers as she slowly walked up to him. He breathed her name more to himself than to her it seemed.

She really must have changed but why would she realise it. She had spent 3 months without any friendly human contact so no one would have said anything about her changes. Half of her wanted to run up to him but the other half wouldn't co-operate. The primal half was stronger so Relena kept the slow place never taking her eyes off him. She reached him, was he real or was it a dream. She couldn't even tell what was real or what was a dream because she couldn't even tell if she was awake or asleep. She reached out a hand towards him, hoping against hope that he wouldn't disappear or hurt her.

She reached his cheek and touched it gently. Warmth shot up her arm when she touched his cheek and it seemed to warm her entire body. She looked into his eyes and saw, to her relief, love and hope. He did care for her she couldn't believe it. She uttered his name and felt warmth over power as she embraced him. She felt safe and happy in his arms and as he to embraced her in his arms she also felt protected. Milliardo and Noin had the same embrace, loving and protective.

"Don't worry Relena I'm here and we're going home right away." Those words were so reassuring. She was going home to some where safe or was she. Doubt crept over her. What if this was a trap, a way to get her onto a false sense of security.

"Really?" she whispered in a doubt filled voice. She felt her brother press her against him more, it was all she needed, she was going home.