Highbridge Chapter Seven

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Highbridge Chapter Seven

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Highbridge

By Cherry Flavored

Chapter 7- Visit Beautiful Bombay? or not

Disclaimer: Don?t own.

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?What?s the matter, Adam??

Heero?s eyes snapped into focus. ?What??

He turned to see Yume looking at him with a puzzled expression. ?Did you not get enough coffee this morning?? he asked jokingly.

Heero?s mind came back to where he was- the front lawn of his school, sitting on a bench. Yume had his dozens of books piled next to Heero, and he was making an attempt to sort through them.

?Oh, sorry? I guess I kind of zoned out? What did you say?? Heero asked.

?Well, I was talking about the test we have in World History today, and then I mentioned that there was something wrong with you,? he said. ?So, what?s up? Is your brain flying off into space??

?You don?t know the half of it?? he thought.

~~~~

*on Quatre?s private jet*

The flight to Cairo was almost over when Abdul walked into the area of the plane Relena was at.

?Miss Relena, there is a call from Master Quatre,? he said, pulling a small, silver cell phone out and flipping it open. He adjusted his sunglasses and left.

?Quatre??

?Hello, Miss Relena. I apologize, but there will be a slight change in plans for your flight,? came Quatre?s calm voice from the end of the line.

?Okay, what?s up?? Relena asked curiously. She was hoping it wouldn?t effect any of their plans, but was ready to make adjustments if need be.

?I?ve already instructed the pilot of the jet. Instead of stopping in Egypt, you?ll be heading quite a bit past that. Our new rendezvous point will be Bombay, India. We have someone to see there. We can continue to Auckland from there.?

?Okay.? Relena was confused, but didn?t ask questions. She did want to ask Quatre something that had been troubling her for the entire flight, though.

?Um, Quatre??

?Yes??

?I was wondering?? she paused. ?Well, do you? Do you think I?m selfish for doing this?? she finally blurted out.

Quatre was confused at first, but quickly caught on. ?Miss Relena, please understand that you could save a couple hundred lives by doing this. You shouldn?t feel that way at all. If you?re worried about Zechs and the others, I don?t think you should be. They can handle things fine.?

?I know but??

?I understand, Miss Relena.?

~~~~

?Are you sure this was a wise decision, Noin?? Zechs asked. ?I mean, she?s sick, but she can?t really do anything if she?s off in Egypt??

?Of course I?m sure, Zechs,? Noin said with a small smile. ?She?ll be free of her work, plus, she?ll get to see an old friend??

Zechs looked at her skeptically. ?I still don?t think that she should seclude herself like that.?

Noin smiled. ?I think there might be another reason she wanted to go to Cairo??

Zechs turned in disbelief. ?You?re serious??

Noin made an innocent face. ?All I know is that she looked awfully happy to see Quatre??

Zechs just smirked. ?Yeah right,? he thought. For the first time in his life, he felt like he knew his little sister better than Noin did. ?Just how bad do you want her to move on, Lucrezia??

Noin was about to open her mouth in retort, but a Preventor rushed in, his face flustered.

?Lieutenant! Colonel! We just got a message from Major Po??

~~~~

?Yes, I see? I?ll accept this mission and inform our agent right away. I?ll also make a few calls to the people you mentioned? Oh no, I?ll do it myself. Thanks.?

A young man hung up the receiver to a small audphone and brushed his bangs to the side. This was trouble. His friend was in danger, important people were in jeopardy, and he was in charge of sending others into even more dangerous situations. Well, just one person, actually.

?I can handle this. No sweat,? he thought to himself sarcastically. He paced his sparsely furnished bedroom for a moment or two.

?Ah?? he said, finally working out a plan in his head. ?But first??

He lifted the ?door? to his room and walked outside into the chaos of people buzzing around him, working. Such is the circus life.

He scanned the crowd and quickly found the object of his search.

?Catherine!? he called. He rushed over to her. ?Catherine?? he said as he reached her.

?Oh, what is it, Trowa?? she asked.

?I?m leaving for a few days,? he started. Catherine?s expression changed. Trowa knew she wouldn?t be happy. ?I promise to call and I?ll be back as soon as I can,? he said before his sister could protest.

Catherine smiled weakly. ?I know that you?ll come back, Trowa. You?ve never let me down before??

Trowa smiled. ?Thank you.? He turned towards the tent he had just arrived from and rushed to return. As soon as he was off, his warm smile melted to reveal Trowa?s cold ?game face?.

He reached his room once again and grabbed his traveling bag. He quickly slung a few articles of clothing in, followed by a heap of equipment: radios, a portable vidphone, his laptop, and a mess of twisted black cords.

?Hmm,? he paused, thinking of what to get next. He suddenly remembered something, and bent down to open his sock drawer. He reached in and rummaged through the socks to pull out a wad of money. ?Can?t forget this??

He called a cab and told them where to pick him up. While he was waiting, he tried to think of anything he might have forgotten. He eyed his nightstand.

?Ah,? he said, grabbing a toothbrush and a hairbrush from the small table. ?Catherine would want me to take care of myself.? He managed a small smile.

He heard a car horn honk outside. The cab was waiting to take him to his next mission. Before he walked out of his room, he grabbed a pair of scissors from his costume trunk.

?She?ll probably need these,? he said as he left. He pulled out a cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number quickly.

?Hello, Chang?? he said quietly into the phone as he entered the car. ?I'm calling Agent Catalonia. I?m on my way.?

~~~

Typical. Just when things were going good, something like this happens.

A young man leaning against a telephone pole impatiently tapped his foot. He was quickly forced to move, however, by a person speeding by on a bicycle.

?I HATE Quatre,? he said. He looked at the bike rider with contempt. ?And I hate you, too, for that matter!? he yelled, although the person was well out of earshot. ?Idiot? Probably has his turban screwed on too tight??

The boy was really bored of standing near the airport. He had more important things to do. He needed to go home, but that thought was out of his mind. It was impossible for now.

He growled. ?I HATE THIS WHOLE FILTHY COUNTRY!!!?

The people around him stopped and stared. Had the young man been speaking Hindi, a lot of people would have been angry with him. But since he only knew English, they simply stared.

He looked around as he huffed. His cell phone suddenly began to ring, saving a load of Indians from hearing several English curse words.

?What do you want?? he yelled into the phone.

?Go to dock 4. Now,? said a voice.

?Gotcha?? The young man ran to the nearby dock 4 and waited as someone disembarked.

?Took you long enough!?

The passenger reached the end of the stairs and walked over to meet his friend. His face was solemn.

?Let?s go, Duo. Something bad has happened. You know there had to be a reason for me calling you.?

?Yeah, yeah, I know, Quatre.?

Quatre looked at him with a frown. ?The situation is more severe than I had known before? And I have yet to tell Relena.?

The two boys walked to a nearby plane that had just landed as well. They quickly rushed up the stairs and entered the cabin. A voice came over the plane?s intercom.

?Flight from Munich to Bombay completed. Preparations are being made for the flight to Auckland??

~~~

Okay, that?s 7. Nothing big, more exposition, but lots of foreshadowing? Anyway, review!! PM me!! I don't care, I just need proof that my fic isn't made of cellophane.

Next chapter is gonna be big?

*whistles "Mr. Cellophane"*

-Cherry
Last edited by cherryflavored1R on Fri Sep 19, 2003 4:32 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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Post by Kari »

Well I already read that chapter on fanfiction. net . But I like it and can't wait for the other chapters. Is there going to be any Romance between Heero and Relena? :roll:
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Post by cherryflavored1R »

YEESSSS!! Of course, there will be, never fear. I'm just impressed you've read my fic!! Thank you!!

-Cherry
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Of course I read it. I read every fic of GW. And I like this fic so. If you want to know I started reading this story from the beginning and I'm going to stay with it to the end.
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Post by Eden »

So the plot thickens, eh? Nice one! I like how your slowly setting things up for what will be a great couple of chapters next. Short but sweet. :wink:

It's nice to see you updated this so soon after your last chapter, but I guess that's the advantage to having "Back up chapters", Hummm, . . . Wish I would've thought about that sooner, . . .

Anyways, nice work! Can't wait to see the rest!

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Ooh... I just went to read all the other chapters (thank goodness for that lil' function on the profiles!), and I'm hooked!

I can't wait to see more!!
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