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Six weeks have gone by.

Trowa had just finished talking to Heero on the vidphone.

"A couple more weeks." Trowa said while remembering Heero’s words.

Trowa walked back to his trailer. There was Relena. She was cooking steam rice with chicken strips.

"Trowa!" Relena said while jumping on him.

"Alright Relena. You can get off now." Trowa said.

Relena got off and continued to cook.

"I just finished talking to Heero." He said. "It will be a few more weeks."

Relena suddenly stopped cooking and she began to hum.

Trowa just watched her.

She understands, but when it gets to her she hums. Heero should be the one taking care of her, not me. Trowa thought.

Then the door swung opened and Catherine stood there in her circus uniform.

"There you are! I have been looking for you. Come on, we have a show in four minutes."

And with that she dragged Trowa away. Relena merely looked at them leaving. She smiled, but the sadness returned to her eyes.

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The weeks passed on and Trowa found himself better understanding Relena. He knew when she was happy, sad or angry. He knew that she understood everything. Trowa began to care for Relena even more. He wanted to protect her from any harm possible. She seemed too pure and innocent to him. Heero bearly communicated with him. Trowa and Relena had been living together for four months now.

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Relena had just finished taking her quick morning shower and was drying it. Trowa watched as Relena dried her hair with a towel. His face remained emotionless, but his eyes were filled with longing and care.

To him, Relena seemed to be getting better everyday. At times it seemed they could have a normal conversations.

Suddenly the door opened and Catherine entered.

"Trowa! We have a show in 6 minutes. Hurry up!" Catherine yelled.

Trowa stood up and left Relena in their trailer home.

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Trowa felt uneasy during his and Catherine’s performance. Yes the crowd was cheering and clapping their hands as always. Yet, Trowa felt like their was something wrong. He watched the crowd intensely. But he didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.

Relena He thought.

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Relena finished dressing, she wanted to look nice for Trowa. She smiled at herself in the mirror.

Suddenly the door opened.

"Trowa!" Relena yelled.

But it wasn’t Trowa, it was HIM. The man who she would never forget his face. Tears began to pour out of her eyes.

"Hello my dear. I finally found you." He said.

Relena ran past the man only to find another man waiting for her outside. The man she feared the most, stood behind her. She turned to look at him. She saw that he was holding a needle, just like before. She tried to run, but they took a hold of her. It was no use.

Suddenly there was an explosion 95 feet behind them and then Trowa’s trailer exploded.

She looked at the man again. His smile broke her.

"The drug has been fading away, this new batch will once again lead you into peace." He said.

"Trowa." Relena found herself saying.

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Trowa and Catherine were done with their performance when there was an explosion followed by another.

People were screaming and crying. Panic arose the crowd.

Trowa turned to Catherine.

"Go to your trailer and wait for me there." Trowa said.

Then he took off in the direction of the explosions. He heard Catherine yell his name, but ignored it. Relena was in trouble.

As he got closer he saw a man holding Relena down on the floor and another holding a needle in his hand, getting ready to inject Relena. Trowa took his gun out and shot the man holding the needle in the hand.

Then he shot the man holding Relena in the shoulder. He heard them cuss.

As he neared Relena, he heard a trigger being pull behind him, but it was already too late. He was shot in the back and he fell to the ground.

He looked up at Relena. She was calling out his name. She was no longer smiling, then another shot was heard and he saw Relena spit blood and fall back. Blood began to stream down her shoulder.

"Relena?" Trowa whispered.

She was down. Her eyes were closed and he felt his eyes began to get heavy. He refused to die without touching Relena one last time.

While he struggled to near Relena’s body, he heard gunfire around him. He saw and heard feet scattering around them. He felt the heat of the fires created by the explosions around him.

Finally he neared Relena, but feet blocked his path. He managed to stretched his arm and his hand was finally able to touch Relena’s face. Then darkness claimed him.

To be continue