There's Always Something in the Way

By GiGi

Disclaimer- I don't own GW.

Comments Appreciated. Also, I am on a halt with Moments of a Lifetime.  I like writing this one better. ^^;

Part 3


Heero sat at Duo's apartment, slumped in a chair, his head bowed. On the other hand, Duo sat rigidly straight, his eyes wide, across from Heero.

"She didn't say that...." Duo said, gripping the arms of the chair. " No no no no no..."

"She did, and there's nothing I can do, or that you can do about it." Heero said, his voice the usual monotone. After a few minutes of uncomfortable silence, Heero finally got up, and walked to the door. "I'm going to go. I'll see ya tonight, okay." With that, he opened the door, but stopped at Duo's question.

"Do you think there's any chance for you and Relena, Heero?" Duo spoke quietly, hoping he would get a good answer.

"After this, no, I don't think it's possible." Heero replied, walking out of the apartment and closing the door slowly behind him.

He walked down the halls, his mind and thoughts racing. What the hell was he going to do now? He knew the truth, Relena cared for Duo. But what of him? He just sighed and pressed the button for the elevator. And he felt like screaming when he seen who walked out. There was Relena, dressed in a long coat and a hood, soaked. Their eyes met for a moment, then Heero pushed open
the door to the elevator as it was closing and walked in, his hands clenched so hard that his nails drew blood from his palms.

Relena looked at the elevator for a long while before she could move. No doubt he was angry, seeing her here. She pushed her hood down and ran a hand through her hair, walking to Duo's apartment door. She knocked a few times, and finally a pale Duo answered, his eyes full of rage.

"Duo...I...whats wrong??" Relena said, stepping in, turning and he closed the door after her.

He sat down, bowing his head so his bangs casted shadows over his face. "How the hell could you do this to all of us?" He finally spoke, his voice deadly quiet.

"I...what are you talking about?" Relena's eyebrow's drew together.

"Get out!" Duo said harshly, jumping up from the chair and opening the door. "Just go, Rel. I don't want to talk to anyone about anything right now. So just go."

Relena walked out and ran down the hallway, then the stairs, not wanting to wait for the elevator. She didn't want to wait for the elevator. She pushed open the doors and stepped out into the rain, sobs finally escaping her lips, and the rain hid her tears. Why was she crying over this? She asked herself that over and over even when she knew the answer.

She never seen the black car coming towards her, barely felt it hit her because her body was numb and her mind was somewhere else. Finally she felt the heat of the car by her, felt the car speed away. She closed her eyes and coughed, blood dripping down her chin. She could even feel it dripping down her sides, her face, and pooling around her.  The last thing she saw was
blue. Those prussian blue eyes. And the last thing she felt was warmth. A warmth enveloping her.

Heero felt like killing someone when he seen the car speed out of no where and slam into her. He could feel his pulse race with anger, and with fear. His feet brought him to her, his arms wrapped around her, and he held her to him, feeling her blood on his skin, slick and warm, dripping down his arms. He didn't know what to do, so he did all he could. He yelled for Duo.

Duo appeared at the window, and his eyes grew wide. He dashed from the window to the phone and quickly dialed up for an ambulance. As the sirens were heard, Duo stood on the stoop on the apartment building, watched Heero get into the ambulence after Relena was put it, and motioned for him to get in. Duo shook his head, turned, and walked into the building. He knew this from somewhere before. It was always caused by him. And he hated himself for it. First Heero because he failed to tell someone something, now Relena.

He wasn't going to let anyone get hurt any longer.

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Heero held her hand tightly in his on the ride in the ambulance to the hospital. His pulse was going haywire, sweat beaded on his brow. He could feel his hands and body shaking in fear, in anger. He was right there, leaning against the building, and he was so close. He did nothing. Just watched as the car sped toward her. And he could of kill someone for it.

The paramedics pushed Heero away from Relena, checking her pulse, trying their best to stop the bleeding. He worked with quick hands, their gloves stained with the think red liquid that was flowing from the injuries of the honey blonde girl's body. Even her hair was soaked with blood. Her face was ghostly pale, her lips a chalky gray. She didn't move with they tried their best to stop the bleeding.

Relena was awake, or so it seemed. But it was like she was so far away from the noises. She couldn't move, talk, open her eyes. Nothing. Her whole body was numb, so she didn't know if she was bleeding. She felt Heero's presence, could sense the worry. But she didn't know what was happening... And hated it. She struggled to open her eyes.

The paramedic opened her eyes to look at the pupils, and she took this chance to look around quickly, and forced her eyes to stay open. The paramedics murmured things back and forward, still working. Her eyes locked on Heero before the lids grew to heavy for her to keep open, and she seen his pain stricken face. She seen the anger, the fear. And the paleness.

Finally the feeling was returning back to her body, and she wished it wasn't. She could feel her muscles aching, her injuries causing white-hot pain to flash through her like lightning. She could feel the blood that had dripped down her chin, the blood on her sides, on her head. Everywhere. And she felt cold. Freezing cold. She groaned in pain, and started to convulse. The pain, the feelings, and the coldness wasn't a good combination for her.

Finally they arrived at the hospital, and Relena was rushed in. They forced Heero to sit in the waiting room, which made him all the more nervous. While he leaned his head back and closed his eyes, a small child tugged on his shirt. He opened his eyes, and met orbs of a grayish blue-green. A head of chestnut hair, a kind smile, and rosy cheeks. He just started at the young girl.

"Hello, mister. I'm Lynn. What's your name?" The girl asked, her voice soft. She wore, Heero noted, a whitish pink hospital gown, and couldn't have been older the four or five.

"Heero." He answered, oddly amused by the young child.

The small girl smiled and held out a small hand, which Heero took in his larger one to shake. "Nice to meet you, Heero. How comes you are in the hospital?" She asked.

"Well...a friend of mine was in an accident." Heero said, his voice dry.

"Oh. Well, I'm sick. The doctor said I have to stay here for a while..." She sniffed, and then beamed up at him. "Wanna come play with me?"

Heero smiled, despite himself, and followed the little girl who still help his hand. She brought him to a room, filled with drawing, blocks, kids toys. She hopped onto the bed and motioned for him to sit, and he did. Heero watched as she got her crayons and paper, and drew a picture, telling him to give it to his friend who was sick. His defenses fell, and he gave in to drawing with the child.

Lucrezia was looking all over, and found Heero no where around the waiting room. Finally an older woman said she seen someone of Heero's description walk with a small child to the rooms. Lucrezia muttered something and looked in the rooms, and finally, stopping dead in her tracks, found Heero. There he sat, with a little girl, drawing a picture with crayons, the girl in his lap.
Her lips pulled into a soft smile, and finally she knew his weakness. And the best part... he had a smile on his face.

She didn't know how long she stood there, watching the Perfect Soldier and this little girl, but it had to have been a while, for Milliardo came looking for her. He stopped when Lucrezia put up a hand, and motioned him to look. And when he looked, his eyes widened, and he put a hand to his head. "What is the world coming too..." He muttered, and turned, walking away.

Lucrezia looked back, to see the girl sleeping, and Heero laying her under the covers of the bed. When he turned, her eyes locked on his, and she smiled. "Heero... Relena is in her own room... if you want to go visit her."

Heero nodded, and walked to Noin, who showed him to the room. "Is she going to be all right?" He asked quietly, letting the fear once again seen out of his defenses.

"They said she will...hopefully. She has a good chance, if not some minor injuries that can cause a limp or something. So... I say she all right. Even coming to a little." The woman replied, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Heero... she cares about you. And you know it."

"But she loves Duo." He said, a hint of pain, and a mix of a sneer in his voice.

"Not more then she loves you..." Lucrezia said stiffly, and walked him into the room, then let him be alone with Relena.