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The bombing had caused a ruckus within him. He knew his heart was beating faster than ever before. This new found emotion welded itself within him. He didn’t want this. He wanted it to go away. Why was he feeling this way? Why did he even bother to ask. It was because of her. It was because of Relena.

It had been nearly an hour before they arrived at the scene. They had to wait until the enemy had left the area. He didn’t want to wait, but the others somehow convinced him that they had to wait until the enemy left in order to search the area thoroughly.

When they got there, Heero felt even more remorse. This bloody scene that laid before them was the result of endless pursuit of revenge. Why did more people have to suffer? Why did Relena have to suffer? Why did he have to suffer?

There were few survivors that they could find. Many were bearly alive that it was of no use in trying to save them. But Heero didn’t care about these others. He only cared about Relena. Where was she? Why couldn’t they find her?

"We found him!" A soldier’s voice said through their communicators. "We found Quatre R. Winner."

"Where is he?" Said Noin’s voice through the communicator.

"Two floors down from the conference room." The soldier replied.

No one bothered to ask if Quatre was alive. Heero guessed nobody wanted to know the possibility that their dear friend could be dead.

Heero admittedly headed for that direction. If Quatre was alive then he would know where Relena was at?

When Heero arrived at the scene he found a group of soldiers and emergency crew surrounding a bloody body. Heero guessed this was Quatre. As he neared people were yelling and screaming for help.

"He’s alive!" A voice said.

"He needs help fast!" Another voice said.

"It’s a miracle he’s alive!" Another voice said.

Heero stared down at Quatre’s broken body. He was severely cut and blood covered his body. He’s unconscious body twisted in a odd way. Heero knew he wasn’t going to find out anything out of Quatre.

The emergency crew took Quatre to the nearest hospital, Trowa tagging along with his friend. The others stayed in order to look for Relena.

The search continued and continued and they still couldn’t find any trace of her, that was until they found something.

"I got something!" Wufei’s voice ringed in the communicator.

"What’s your location?!" Heero’s voice replied emotionless.

"It’s two halls down from where we found Quatre."

Heero found himself running towards Wufei’s location. They found her. They found her alive and well. He would go there and find her smiling at him and waving her hand at him as if it was all a joke. But it wasn’t so. For when he got there he found Wufei holding a large bloody tying bow in his hands. He was confused at first, but a few seconds later he understood.

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Heero walked in Relena’s office. She was preparing her last minute things in order to leave for the conference.

"It’s time." Heero said coldly.

Relena didn’t answer but instead turned towards a large standing mirror at the corner of her office and calmly combed her hair in a ponytail and then tied it around a large tying bow that she always wore for her meetings.

Heero smirked at the object. He didn’t understand why Relena would always where the same tying bow everytime she went to a meeting.

‘My father gave me this bow." Relena said as answering his mental question.

"Hn"

He turned around and they headed out the door.

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Heero walked up to Wufei and took the bow out of the Wufei’s hands.

"She’s not here." Wufei said.

Heero silently rubbed the bow with his index finger, he didn’t care if Wufei caught a glimpse of this raw emotion he was showing. He didn’t care. He only wanted Relena to be safe. Where could she be?

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They never did find Relena. The only thing that was recovered from the blast was her tying bow. There were no other clues as for her whereabouts. No one knew if she was alive or dead. Many believed that she was dead and her body had been blown to ashes in the bombing.

Quatre survived the bombing. Though through some miracle he was alive and was heading towards a full recovery that sadly would take months.

War did ranged on. Soon after the attack on the Politicians, the four well Gundam Pilots destroyed the enemy in one swoop. Even though Heero and the others did not use their Gundams, their piloting skills were what won the war. Colony L246 had lost their useless war.

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Quatre sat watching the birds outside his window. It had been three months since the attack and he was still in bed. He knew it would take time before ever being the same as before. But nothing would ever be the same. Relena was gone. They never found her.

There was a knocking at the door and Quatre turned to see Trowa standing at the doorway.

"He’s here." Trowa said.

Quatre gulped and tried to straighten himself out. Instead he found himself being helped out by Trowa. Quatre gently smiled and Trowa.

"Thank you."

Trowa nodded in response.

"Please let him in, Trowa." Quatre said.

Trowa left the room but a few seconds later Trowa returned with Heero Yuy.

Quatre could feel his guilt weighing inside of him. He was afraid of what Heero might do to him. But that overwhelming sense of hope overpowered him.

"Trowa, please leave us alone for awhile." Quatre requested.

Trowa eyed Heero carefully and then walked out of the room. Soon silence engulfed them both and they stared at each other closely, until Quatre broke the silence.

"I’m sorry, Heero." Quatre found himself saying.

"I tried very hard to get us out, but I never suspected that they would send missiles." Quatre felt like he was going to break down. He couldn’t help it. He was so sorry.

"It was terrible. I heard her scream." Quatre felt his tears staining his face as he looked at Heero, never once taking his eyes off of him.

"I’m so sorry, Heero. I’m sorry." Quatre said.

Heero didn’t say anything. Quatre didn’t know whether his silence was calming or alarming. Then Heero began to walk towards him. Maybe he shouldn’t have told Trowa to leave.

"I should have been there." Quatre heard Heero say.

"She was my responsibility and I failed her." Heero said.

"Don’t say that Heero. You didn’t know this was going to happen. No one could."

"She’s gone." Heero mouthed.

"Heero……"

"And I’m going to look for her." Heero declared.

"What?" Quatre gasped.

"She’s not dead. She’s alive and she’s out there somewhere. I’m going to find her." Heero continued.

Suddenly, Heero walked out the room and Quatre felt himself going deadly quiet. Heero still believed Relena was alive. There was no way she could have survived the bombing. Even if she did, they would have found her just like him. She was dead, right?

To be continue……………………………