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Part XXVIII Noin crossed her arms and leaned further back into the copilot’s chair. She and Milliardo had left Mars hour ago on their journey to Earth. As expected, her husband was in a cold fury because of the attack on Relena and her subsequent disappearance.
“Are you going to be like this the whole time?” she asked. His jaw tightened even further. “I should have killed Yuy when I had the chance.” “If you had, Relena would be dead now,” Noin countered. “I had hoped that the two of you had grown up enough to forget about the petty feud of yours. You can’t keep playing games with her, Milliardo. She’s an adult now.” “She’s my sister. I’m trying to protect her.” “She doesn’t want your protection anymore. Why can’t you see that?” Milliardo’s grip tightened dangerously on the controls. “I don’t care what she wants!” “Apparently! Neither you nor Heero cares about what she wants.” “God, Lucrezia, what do you want me to do?” She sighed. “Let her live her life. Let her make her own choices.” “By making her own choices, she almost got herself killed.” “Relena knows the dangers she is facing, but she has decided to continue her work. You need to respect that decision.” He shook his head. “You always play devil’s advocate with me, Noin. Sometimes, I think you do it just to torment me.” “And what if it’s true?” she asked with a playful smile. “God help me.” With a small laugh, she leaned across and kissed his cheek. Noin knew it would take more than just one conversation to change her husband’s mind. However, the fact that he had at least listened to her was a good start. * * * * * The knock on the door pulled Une from her reverie. Absently pushing her glasses up her nose, she turned to the door. “Come in.” Her assistant Freda entered the office. The younger woman made sure to close the door behind her. “I thought you would like to know that Preventers Po and Chang have returned. Major Po is being checked out in the infirmary now.” “I will go and see her myself in a moment,” Une replied. “What about Preventers Fire and Wind?” “They should be here in a few more hours. As soon as they begin their approach, I will let you know, ma’am.” “Thanks, Freda.” Grabbing her uniform jacket, Une stood up. “I’m heading to the infirmary now.” “I hope that Major Po is okay,” Freda said, following her superior out of the office. Une nodded. “So do I, Freda.” And with that, she headed toward the elevators. * * * * * “It’s just a concussion,” Sally protested. “I’m fine.” The infirmary physician glared down at her. “You’re a doctor and know better. Now, we’re going to do some tests to check the extent of your injuries. The question is will you be a good, cooperative patient or do I need to get a few extra nurses in here?” Sally muttered under her breath before looking back up at Dr. Caruthers. “I will submit to the tests.” “Good. Now, just lean back and relax. I’ll be back to begin some of the tests.” Grudgingly, Sally complied. Once the doctor was gone, her attention turned to her partner. “Enjoy this while you can, Wufei.” “I intend to.” His customary smirk irked her considerably more than usual. “Get out,” she ordered, now glaring at him. However, he refused to back down. The smirk immediately disappeared. He stood up and uncrossed his arms. “No.” “I don’t want you here. Get out, Wufei.” “No,” he repeated, his tone more adamant, “not until the test results are back.” “And what if it’s bad news?” He sighed. “I guess I will have to break in a temporary partner. Knowing Une, he will be even more incompetent than you are.” “Thanks, Wufei,” she replied, laughing, “it’s nice to feel needed. Besides, you’re assuming that your temporary partner would be male.” However, further banter was interrupted by a knock on the door. With a glance at Wufei, Sally sat up. “Come in.” |
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