I do not own Gundam Wing.

The years went by and Heero Yuy still looked for Relena. The other Gundam Pilots had given up the hope that she was still alive, but they feared that their friend, Heero Yuy, would end up going mad. His search soon had become an obsession and all Heero could think of was of her.

Though, throughout the Earth and its Colonies, few rebellion battles pop up here and there and yet the Gundam Pilots, including Heero found themselves helping out every now and then.

But this wasn’t their main concern. Their main concern was Heero Yuy.

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"Where are you going?" Duo asked his friend while blocking the door.

"Get out of the way, Duo!" Heero declared through his teeth.

"You can’t keep doing this, Heero. She’s gone!" Duo yelled.

"I’m going to find her!" Heero said with his usual ranting.

"It’s been nine years! She’s dead, Heero! DEAD!" Duo screamed.

Soon enough, Duo found himself lying on the floor while clutching his stomach. In the corner of his eye, he saw Heero stealing his truck once again.

"Stupid fool. When is he going to realize that all of his is useless?" Duo asked himself.

Suddenly, black boots covered his view. Duo looked up to see Trowa looking down at him.

"He’s never going to stop."

"I know that! It’s just that he doesn’t have to steal my truck every time he thinks there is a lead to her disappearance." Duo said.

"He took it again?" A female voice said from behind them.

Duo turned around to see Hilde standing in a plain expression to the scene in front of her. Duo stood up and stretched a bit before realizing his recent injuries.

"What was it this time?" Hilde asked, her face furious with anger.

"There was a report six years ago of woman that looks remarkably like Relena spotted in North America." Trowa responded.

"Just great! Now how the hell am I suppose to do my grocery shopping?" She asked both Duo and Trowa.

Both men gulped and began to slide a bit towards the nearest exist.

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Heero began to drive faster as he approached the nearest airport. Soon he would take flight to North America and discover if this woman was indeed Relena.

In a few minutes he arrived and demanded a ticket from the workers inside the airport. After a few suspenseful moments of gun pointing, mainly to the workers, Heero found himself flying towards North America.

It had been nine years since her disappearance and Heero was still looking for her. He was still looking for the woman who had changed his whole life. And he knew that she was alive out there somewhere. His Relena was still alive and waiting for him.

During the flight, he took out his wallet and stared at the picture he carried everywhere with him. She was 18 when the picture had been taken and she had given it to him, at first he had refused it but then with at her third try, he had decided to accept the picture from her. He was glad he had accepted, for if he didn’t he would have surely stolen one from Zechs and Noin’s home.

"I’ll find you soon, Relena." Heero whispered to the picture.

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After hours of flying to North America, Heero was left to wander towards the site of the spotting. He stole a car and soon he was off driving.

Soon, nightfall came and Heero found himself driving in an empty road. He knew he was close by to where they had spotted Relena. He could see the village from afar and soon the road became nothing but dirt. When had the road become dirt? He couldn’t remember. All he knew that Relena was here. He just knew. Soon he passed a house with the light on, but he ignored it and headed driving towards the village. Miles passed and the farmland engulfed his sight.

"Isn’t there anything else, but farmland?" Heero found himself asking.

Suddenly, he saw something up ahead and his leg headed towards the brake pedal. He wouldn’t be able to stop in time. He hit the large animal and his car lost control. Blood covered the front window, he tried to clean it in time, but when he cleared the bloody window he found himself crashing into a large tree.

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"Is he alive?" A child’s voice said.

"Yes." An adult man’s voice said.

Heero tried to open his eyes, he saw two blurred faces in his view.

"It’s going to be alright. We’re gonna help you." The man’s voice said.

Heero grabbed the man’s hand roughly and he tried to sit up.

"Take it easy. You need to calm down. Trust us."

"Have you seen her?" Heero asked.

"What did he say?" The child’s voice asked.

"I need to find her." Heero said.

Heero’s eyes began to close again. He couldn’t keep them open. He couldn’t go unconscious now, he just couldn’t. He wanted to know if they had seen her. He needed her. He needed Relena.

"Relena." He whispered before losing consciousness.

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"What are you doing?" A familiar voice asked behind him.

Heero turned around and saw Relena standing a few inches behind him, her scent warming up his senses as she stood there looking at him.

"Relena." He gently said.

Relena smiled at him. She still looked like the day he last saw her. Her tender 19 year old body inviting him.

Suddenly he felt a warm hand touching him. And he woke up roughly. He found himself starring at a wooden ceiling. Soup rumbling through his nostrils. And from faraway he could hear a faint flute playing in the background. It had all been a dream. Then of course it wasn’t unusual. He always dreamt of her every time. It was the only thing from keeping him from going insane.

"Are you hungry?" He heard a female voice say.

Heero ignored it and continued to stare at the ceiling. Now that he thought of it, where was he? He remembered being in a freak car accident and then being saved by a man and a child. But he didn’t remember a woman being with them.

Once again he felt a warm hand touching his hand. For some unknown reason he liked this unknown woman touching him.

"I know you’re awake. I can see your eyes wide open. Tell me, are you hungry?" She gently said.

The flute playing seemed to be getting closer and closer. Her voice sounding heavenly with it. Such a nice soothing voice, just like Relena’s. Then her hand was gone and Heero wanted it back.

"I’ll serve you a plate." The woman’s voice said.

Heero sat up and stared at the back of the woman. Her light brown hair tied up in a bun. She stood by the small kitchen where soup had been cooked. Heero didn’t know how he got here or by whom, but he knew, he somehow knew, that he was safe here.

"You have been unconscious for five days now. But I have been nursing you back to health. You should be fully recover in a week or so." She kept on talking while her back faced him.

"May I ask what your name is?" She asked while putting the lid back on the pot.

"Heero." Heero found himself answering. "And yours?" Heero asked.

Finally the woman turned around and Heero found himself starring at her like an idiot. This woman looked like her. No, this woman was her. This woman was Relena. He had found her.

"Relena." He gently whispered. But she didn’t hear him.

"My name is Rin." She said with a small smile.

To be continue………………………………