Ice Queen's Revenge Chapter 3/?

[The Engrish Spy]

Ice Queen?s Revenge
Rating: R

Authors Notes: Sorry this is short but this was all I could do for sexual tension. I?m so busy right now what with all my work and getting ready to move to two different places. So I?m kind of tapped right now. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Engrish

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or anything that is mentioned here. I also want to mention that I do not intend to offend people with my poor grammar and such.


?So he told his sisters you were married?? Relena asked as she and Dorothy shared a phone call.

Dorothy nodded and pulled out her blonde hair from her pony tail and shook out her hair. She sat down still holding the receiver of the vid phone and looked at the fit of giggles that Relena had burst into on the other end. Frowning, she was not impressed with her friend?s behavior but it was good to see her smile since she did not do it very much.

?What else had Quatre made you do?? Relena asked wiping the tears of mirth from her face.

?Do you believe that he has me sleeping with him? Physically,? she exclaimed and then looked down at her nails as if there were dirt trapped under them.

Relena?s face broke into a wide Cheshire cat type smile and then she batted her eyes at her friend.

?Oh the great War Maiden will be getting some finally. Hope it takes that big stick you have stuck up you ass out,? the Vice Foreign Minister put very crudely.

Dorothy shook her head, ?I?m hanging up now Relena. Goodbye.?

?Bye hon, don?t do anything I wouldn?t do,? Relena said in a sickeningly sweet voice.

?I won?t get pregnant if that is what you are insinuating,? Dorothy said in repulsion.

This only earned her a smile from Relena as she pushed the button to disconnect. Dorthy looked at the black screen for a few seconds and then placed the receiver on the hook. She stood up and smoothed the wrinkles from the light pant suit she had changed into to wear around the suite of the hotel they were staying at. She sighed and then walked towards the balcony that over looked the city of Manama in Bahrain. She wondered why Quatre had chosen to start their journey her on the trip from New Port seeing that Mecca was far closer then Manama from what she remembered from maps.

She was then introduced to the reason. Gella, one of Quatre?s twenty nine sisters. She was a pretty girl, if not on the heavy side, but Dorothy had found out at lunch after they arrived at the Hotel that Gella had six children herself with her seventh on the way. Dorothy remembered congratulating the woman only thinking that when she did decide to have children there would only be one. But that was if she found the right man.

Now she was thinking like Relena again. It was all about finding that knight on a white steed now. She did not know why. Maybe it was because everyone was with someone now. She watched her best friend get married and then pregnant. Milliardo was now married and busy with two children. She had very little family in this world and what she did have, was busy with their own lives. Sitting down on the couch again, Dorothy pondered the fact that was all she wanted, childish dreams to be exact. Knocking interrupted her further day dreams of knights and damsels in distress.

?Dorothy, are you in there?? a soft yet distinctly feminine voice call from the other side of the door.

Dorothy groaned in frustration and stood up from the couch and moved to the white door that led from the penthouse to the hall of the hotel. She opened the door to see that Gella and a woman who looked much like Quatre (only she had brown hair) standing next to her. Both women smiled at Dorothy and then moved in to the room. The gleam that Dorothy noticed in both women?s eyes was something that Dorothy did not like. Gella Winner Fazir smiled to Dorothy and then pushed the small blond woman ahead.

?Sister in law I would like to introduce you to the youngest of all Quatre?s sisters, Althea Winner Al Hassid,? she said and motioned for the blond to extend her hand.

?It is nice to meet you Althea bint Winner,? Dorothy said in response.

Althea?s eyes widened at Dorothy?s choice of words. She turned to her older sister and then said something in Arabic. Gella replied with the same amount of Arabic and then turned to look at Dorothy again, almost sizing her up as if she were a piece of meat.

?Would you like to sit?? Dorothy asked trying to avoid the brown eyes that seemed to follow every breath she took.

Gella Winner Al Fazir just smiled and then brushed off the offer, ?No dear sister in law, I was just hear to ask you if you and our dear brother would be making the announcement public??

Dorothy narrowed her eyes as if she did not understand the question that the older woman had asked. She sat down on the couch and brought her knees together she then looked at Gella and then at Althea.

?What my sister means to say,? Althea stepped in, ?is that are you going to proceed with a traditional wedding that you westerners are accustomed to or will you be performing a Muslim wedding for friends and family??

Dorothy glanced from both the sister then to the white carpet that covered the floor of the penthouse. Did the woman just suggest that she legally get married to Quatre?

?We were married in a small ceremony with no press or distractions,? Dorothy found herself muttering.

?Well why then don?t you wear a wedding ring?? Gella asked and showed off the gold and diamond encrusted ring on her finger.

?Cause she does not want to alert the press with all the work she does for the Preventers along with the charity foundations,? came the warm and raspy voice that Dorothy only knew belonged to Quatre.

Dorothy gulped and then stood to greet her husband. She placed an awkward hug around him and gave him a feathered kiss. She hopped that the show she was putting on was convincing enough. Gella and Althea both smiled at the gesture their little brother was receiving from his wife. He returned the kiss with a soft peck to her check; only to Dorothy it felt as if she was being shocked with tiny jolts of electricity. She gulped again and then sat down again. She placed a confused yet happy smile on her face.

Dorothy watched as Quatre exchanged hugs and kisses with his sister and then sat down on the arm of the chair which Dorothy was sitting in. He looked down at her and smiled the cold smile Dorothy knew he was famous at giving her. Her smile faded though as she continued to sit in the chair. She wondered what was going on in Quatre?s mind.

?We planed to have a big wedding, but with Dorothy?s and mines work taking up most of our time, we settled for a civil ceremony preformed by a good friend of ours,? Quatre?s warm voice interrupted her train of thought.

?I think that your marriage needs to be recognized by friends and family along with the Muslim community. And what not a better time to hold it while you are on vacation here in Manama,? Gella said with a devious grin.

Dorothy felt her heart drop out of her chest and into her stomach at the sound of those words. She noticed that Althea was nodding her head in agreement and the look in her eyes was a dreamy far off one. Dorothy only wondered what was going on in her head but wished not to find out. She sighed and then turned to Quatre.

Quatre, on the other hand, had replaced with warm grin with a bright, wide smile and then looked towards Dorothy. She noticed the gleam of malice that was there and Dorothy did not like the feelings it well up inside her. She gulp silently and then turned to look at his two sisters again.

?I think it?s a lovely idea,? she heard him say as he placed an arm around her; ?don?t you think so Dorothy??

Dorothy was left almost dumbstruck by his response. Why would he choose to say that to his sisters when their relationship was to be purely working one? Maybe he was trying to make her suffer for her attempts to kill his back on Libra. Maybe he was making true on his threat in the limo earlier today. Shivers ran up her spin as Quatre?s hand moved from his lap to the small of her back and continued to drift down to her silk encased derri?re. Closing her eyes she let her mind drift and then grimaced as she knew he knew what buttons to push to fight her.

?So you will have a wedding here?? Althea asked snapping Dorothy from her thoughts.

Quatre nodded and then looked again at Dorothy with cold blue eyes, ?Yes we will.?

Dorothy just hardened her gaze back and then uttered, ?I think a classic wedding is what we need.?

Quatre just nodded, ?I?ll leave it to you then to make the arrangements.?

TBC?

[Neoen]

Yaaaayy! You updated! What the heck? They're gonna get married now? Crazy! I want more! Please! Please! I know youre busy, but you have to know I appreciate everything you put out! Thank you for the great story about Dorothy and Quatre!

[Kiyoko]

Wow this is a really cool story! Decent Quatre/Dorothy stories are hard to find. Great job and I can't wait for the next chapter!

[dark-angel]

Bring it on I wnat more lots more