Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Urgent Call ❯ A Call From the Grim Reaper ( Chapter 5 )

See chapter 1 for Disclaimers/notes/summary/rating/etc

A/N Glad people are enjoying this, there is actually only chapter 8 that has a lot left to be written so this fic should be posted quite quickly, Zechs will show up again around chapter 8 whence upon he will face the wrath of the God of Death for leaving in the first place…

Chapter 5

Sally's eyes twinkled, "you have the funeral march for Lady Une's personalised ringtone."

"Yes," Duo said defensively, "because when it rings I might as well be preparing for one."

"Well… Answer it then."

"I can't she'll want to know why I turned it off."

"So tell her."

"Oh yeah, that'll go down well wont it? `Yes Commander Une ma'am, I turned it off because the signal was interfering with the machine that was monitoring the baby's heartbeat, while it was still in Heero Yuy's womb', yeah that'll go down great, mission successful, you gave the Commander a heart attack. As if it wasn't going to be hard enough explaining why I destroyed any semblance of order that there might have been at the L2 and L3 shuttle ports by stopping all space traffic and taking control of a shuttle using the name of the Preventers but I also turned my mobile off."

Mirielle continued to cry, her wails getting louder and her father turned towards Duo with fire in his eyes, "answer it but don't tell her anything." It was clearly an order.

"I feel like a Christian thrown to the lions," Duo muttered squaring his shoulders and answering it. "Hello?"

"MAXWELL!" The force of the yell caused Duo to yelp and quickly jerk the phone away from his ear, Heero and Sally winced sympathetically as a terrified Duo looked at the phone like it had bitten him, before tentatively bringing it to his ear again.

"Hello Commander Une ma'am… er… lovely day isn't it?"

"No," the voice down the phone hissed, "It is not a lovely day, I have just, just gotten off the vid-phone with the department of transportation for the L3 colony and before that I spent OVER FOUR HOURS on the vid-phone with the L2 department of transportation, both of which tell a very similar tale about your little jaunt with a shuttle yesterday, both of which… Maxwell what the hell is that noise?"

Duo hesitated, looking over the red faced baby being soothed by Heero and Sally, "er… the television Commander?"

"Is that an answer or a question Maxwell?" She sighed. "Never mind, but could you turn it off please?"

"There might be a small problem with turning it off ma'am."

"What?" Her voice was so icy Duo was faintly surprised that he hadn't gotten frostbite. "Why would there be a problem 02?"

"Um… I've… I've lost the remote?"

"Maxwell…"

Through the haze in his vision Duo vaguely noticed both Sally and Heero making shooing motions with their hands and gesturing towards the doorway, oh… right.

As the door closed behind the braided Preventer Sally shook her head, "I wonder about him sometimes."

Heero just rolled his eyes and gently nudged the teat of the milk bottle Sally had handed him into his daughter's open mouth.

Sally smiled at him softly and turned to leave, Heero caught her arm, "Sally?" She twisted again to look at him questioningly. "Would you," he took a deep breath, "if Duo hadn't gotten here in time, would you… would you still have operated to save the baby."

"Of course!" Sally sounded shocked.

"But you would have lost your license! You still would have done it?"

"Heero, I would never choose my license over a life, ever."

Heero looked slightly relieved and the slight smile that brushed his lips would have meant nothing for anyone else but on Heero… "Thanks," he broke in.

"For what?"

"Saving my baby, coming to L3 so quickly when I called, I'm sorry I didn't tell you before when you first found out."

"Heero… You're my friend, I would never have left you here on your own and I understand you being scared when you first found out, now," she grinned ignoring Heero's protests that he `didn't get scared', "I'll go and see if I can pacify Lady Une and save Duo from the clutches of the Grim Reaper."

TBC

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