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?You?re green to engage. All the briefing information is loaded to your laptop. Call me when it?s over.?
Heero hung up the phone after Une finished. ?Only twelve men with a handful of explosives and a few small arms. No problem.? Heero left the hotel at midnight. The group he was tracking in Marseilles was only a minor threat, but needed to be dealt with none the less. They were holed up in a garage that had closed during the war just a few miles away.
He had easily taken out the few night watch guards and was getting ready to move in when one of the guards spotted him from inside. The lights came on and fire started pouring out of every window. He managed to incapacitate three with shots to the knees from windows before he had to move inside. The rest had moved back into a storage room at the back of the building. ?Damn, only one way in, no windows or vents.? He was positioned outside the door and managed to take a quick look before bullets flew past. They had two entire crates filled with high explosives with them. A click from near by sounded alarms in his head and he looked just in time to see one of the injured guards throw a grenade at him. Heero barely managed to kick it into the storage room before it exploded.
He woke up to a rain drop falling on his face. Soon it was a down pour. He managed to sit up and get a bearing on where he was. Grass was under his feet and the flames of the garage started to dwindle in the pouring rain. Blood soaked his shirt and pants from numerous cuts and wounds across his body. He could already tell he had cracked at least a couple ribs. If he didn?t get medical attention soon, he might bleed out into unconsciousness.
It was after four in the morning when the knock sounded through her home. ?Why hadn?t I gotten a live in maid instead? she silently thought. After slipping on a night robe she headed down stairs. Whoever was at her door at four in the morning would hell to pay if there wasn?t some kind of emergency. The rain was pouring down in a terrible storm as she opened the door. The sight that Sylvia was met with nearly made her pass out.
?Sylvia.? Heero passed out onto her floor.
?Oh god, Heero! Come on, we have to get you to a hospital!? She tried to lift him up but he was too heavy without assistance. He briefly managed to open his eyes.
?No, no hospitals. Une?s number is in my phone, call her.? He slipped back into darkness. Sylvia managed to pull him to the couch, disregarding the blood that now soaked her robe and carpet.
Heero?s phone started to go off as she reached for it. ?Hello??
?Who is this? What?s going on?? General Une?s voice sounded over the phone.
?This is Sylvia Noventa, Is this General Une??
?Yes, where?s Heero??
?He?s here at my home. He?s badly injured, but he won?t let me take him to a hospital. He needs a doctor!? Sylvia heard Une let out a sigh.
?Some one will be there in a few minutes, I?m dispatching a clean up crew now. Do what you can.? The phone went dead.
?Oh, god Heero what happened?? She managed to bandage him as best she could. Soon another knock resonated as several men walked in through the already open door.
?Miss Noventa, we need to move him, but we need to keep him here for at least a few days.? The doctors continued to work, and then moved him to a stretcher.
?Of course, there?s a room at the top of the stairs.? They moved him to the bed before continuing their work.
It was three days before he woke up. How had he ended up here? Slowly his memory of that night crept into his mind. Heero tried to sit up, but pain shot though his chest and sides. He looked down and his torso was covered in bandages and an IV was in his arms. He started to pull it out when the door opened and Sylvia walked in with a tray.
?Leave it in, the doctors said it would help.? He took his hand from it and layed back down. ?I thought you might have woken up so I brought you some food.? He nodded and she carried the tray to him.
?How long has it been?? Her eyes met his.
?Just over three days. The doctors thought you were dead for a moment. They said the blood loss would keep you out for a few days.? She sat down on the bed beside him and smoothed his hair from his face. ?Do you want me to come back later??
?No. Stay.?
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You do it again ZLS!! Just some advice. Better spacing. Will make your fic alot easier to read. 

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So...this leaves off in a weird place, but it's a good place. The story is progressing nicely, I can't wait to read the next installment!
Please get it out as soon as you can! 
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