Baby Mine: Chapter 3

[Ice_Vixen]

[A.N.] YAY!!! Chapter three is done!!!!

DISCLAIMER!!!!: I do not own Gundam Wing! If I did, it would have had a more satisfactory ending AND been more clear on a few other confusing subjects. That being said, don't sue me,'cause I got nothin' worth taking!

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Relena impatiently paced the floor of her designer home office, annoyed beyond words at the new additions to her security team. Her daughter's humming and the ticks from the clock on the wall were the only sound besides those of her feet padding accross her carpetted floor. As their superior, she could easilly order them to finish their "routine" checks and just leave her and her child to finish their work in peace. She heaved an impatient sigh and walked over to the four squabling figures who were currently in a heated discussion about proper security measyres. As she stood there fuming, they seemed oblivious to the fact that she was tapping her foot and staring daggers of ice at them from only about a foot away.

Duo stood rigid, his arms accross the chest as he only half-lsitened to Leutenant Conroy's security advice, waiting for his chance to have his say. Meanwhile, her oh-so-protective older brother continually interrupted the leutenant with his own contraditions and theories regaurding her safety. The only one of the four who didn't seem to be getting involved in this dispute was Leutenant Dartman who seemed to be trying to act as a mediator. However, the small-framed female officer seemed to have her pleas of compromise falling upon deaf ears.

Relena sighed and rolled her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose in sheer iritation. This had all been brought about by yet another death threat from some random organization. Such threats used to never frighten her. Having been in the political field for almost ten years she almost laughed when informed about them. The unyielding nievety of the people issuing those threats seemed to know no bounds. She had recieved more death threats in the previous year than the president himself had had in five. Most of the threats were empty ones, and the rest of them failed at each attempt. However, since becomming a mother, she had realized that she had xomething worth lving for, and for that reason, she did not fully disreguard those petty threats.

She felt a chill go down her spine at the thought. Being the Vice Minster of Foreign Affairs made her a target for those who hated the current state of peace. Being the former queen of the world, as well as the former monarch of the Sanc Kingdom had made her popular and well-loved in the eyes of the citizens of both the earth and the colonies, only doubling the threat. However, despite rumors, speculations, and common misconceptions, her job title actually held far less power than what was popularly believed. At times, her work load was heavier when filling in temporarilly for a sick delegate, or for her superior, the Foreign Minister of Affairs. Her signature alone could hardly accomplish all the wonderous and extensive things that she seemed to be getting credit for.

Magazines and Newletters accross the galaxy seemed to love rating her in unecessary popularity polls such as "World's Kindest Woman" or "World's Most Elligiable Heiress" or even "World's Sexiest Politican." Such rediculous titles often left her laughing to the point of tears. She never was a fan of the tabloids. Luckilly, being a politician did award her less trouble for the publicity hounds than that of a Hollywood starlet. Those gossip rags did, unfortunately, get what they thought to be the "latest scoop" on a few of her more personal issues. Just the week before, a magazine had printed that she was allegedly dating one of her colleagues's sons. The article had contained scandelous details about her "current political flame." She hadn't tried to defend herself; there was no need. When asked to comment on the statements made in the magazine, she merely stated that people should not believe everything they read.

Another shout from her brother ripped her out of her thoughts and back to the current dilema. taking a deep breath and exhailing slowly, trying her best to compose herself, she stepped into the eye of the raging storm.

"Enough! Enough all of you!" At the sound of her raised voice, they all stopped short, looking at her, expressions a mix of shock and disbelief. "How dare all of you discuss my safety as if I am not even here! And while my daughter is in the room no less! Are you trying to frighten her?" She had been careful not to let Ammy hear her berate her current protectors.

Three sets of eyes went from the irate politician to the young girl who was currently looking at them all with confusion and a touch of fear in her deep blue eyes. Duo cleared his throat, Zechs stood up straighter and looked at the ground, and Callie walked over to Ammy, stooping down to direct the child's attention to something else. The only set of eyes that never left hers were the cold eyes of Leutenant Conroy who seemed quite perturbed at her outburst.

"And exactly why would we need to consult you about such matters when we have been solely charged with the safety of yourself and your kid?" Leutenant Conroy may have seemed to be a dutiful soldier infront of Une, but under any other circumstances, the man seemed to have a blatent disreguard for authority an often went on the brink of insubrodination. Relena squared her shoulder and glared up at him, her eyes flaring with annoyance, her face calm.

"You need to consult me, Leutenant, precisely because my daughter's safety is involved. As her parent and legal gaurdian, I alone, have the ultimate say in where she does and does not go. As for the issue of my security, I see no reason why things cannot proceede just as they were before." The only thing she hated more than insubordination was people treating her like some nieve twit.

"Well then, Ms. Dorlan, we will consult you after we have made our decision! Have I Made myself clear?" Relena glared at him, a million remarks running through her mind. She debated slapping him, but opted for a more effective soltuion. Taking a deep breath, she schooled her composure into the most sickeningly sweet expression she could muster and smiled at him, keeping her voice deceptively cheery.

"Very well, Leutenant. Perhaps I am being a bit unreasonable. I will trust your judgement for now, however," She stopped, her eyes icing becomming colder than an ice rink, "If my daughter is harmed in any way, I will hold you accountable and personally see that you are punished accordingly. Have I make myself clear?" She turned from him then, not waiting for a reply, and walked to her desk, leaving him standing there in silence. Had she turned around she would have seen the pure contempt raging in his dark eyes.

She scooped up the necessary files and placed them neatly into her briefcase, the slung her purse over her shoulder. As she walked towards the door, Amethyst grabbed her own book bag and made sure to sling it over on of her shoulders, walkinf with her mother down the stairs, security team in tow. As was the normal procedure for departing the house, Relena knealt down and made sure to give her daughter a strong hug, taking the time to enjoy the warmth of being a mother. She kissed her daughters forhead softly, cupping the young face that was a minature of her own in her hands.

"You be good for your aunts and uncles while i'm away, alright? The meeting shouldn't take long and I should be back in time to tuck you in."

"Ok, mommy. I love you." Relena smiled, looking into her little girl's prussian blue eyes.

"I love you, too Ammy." With another hug, and one last look, Relena released her daughter, knowing full well that each time they said good bye might be the last. She stood to walk out the door to the waiting limo, her thoughts on the night's speech and the topic of conversation for the meeting. Her daughter would exit from the back to a less conspicuos car under the guard of Trowa and Wufei, and be taken to the Maxwell's residence where Hilde would babysit until Relena returned. As the Limo pulled away, Relena felt another cold chill run up her spine. She rubbed away the goosebumps, shaking herself mentally, trying to get a grip on her nerves. Ever since the previous attack she had been feeling less at ease than normal. Something wasn't right. Somehow, something within her new that a storm was brewing. She only hoped that this time, she would have the strength to ride it out, for Amethyst's sake, as well as her own.

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[A.N.] How am I doing? I hope you are enjoying this story. I'm sorry it's taking so long between posts but i'm batteling work, classes, and a severe case of writer's block. Thanks again to Wingserosnuggles and Stormwind16 for all their encouragement! I hope to have the next part soon!

[stormwind16]

I just know that jerk Conroy has SOMETHING to do with this! And when will Heero see his little girl I can't wait to read about it so please continue!