Lady awoke with a gasp; she could scarcely breathe and was breaking a sweat.  She squinted in the soft light of the room, trying to identify where she was.  Her eyes slowly focused to the body sitting in a chair next to her bed.  “Treize?”  She questioned, trying to sit up but finding she hadn’t the energy to do so.  What’s going on?  I thought it was a dream . . . Treize rose from his chair and brought a washcloth to Une’s forehead.  “Just lay back and rest.  You had a rough night.”  He said soothingly. Lady Une began to understand what was going on.  Though it didn’t make since.  “How?” was all she could think to say. With a knowing smile and a brush of his hand over hers, he began to explain: “I don’t think I need to brief you on my battle with the 05 pilot, after all, you were there.”  he began. She made a small noise of agreement and closed her eyes.  She still couldn’t comprehend that he was alive and speaking to her.  She concentrated on his voice as if she were never to hear it again. “ . . .Anyway I was found by a group cleaning up the battle ground, it seems they found me with their heat sensors.  They knew exactly who I was and were not too willing to let me live, I later found out.  I don’t blame them, really. . .” Lady Une gave him a look that could make any man cry.  He continued in a more desolate tone, “They handed me over to a hospital; I was still unconscious.  They decided to leave my destiny in the hands of the doctors.  Luckily, they kept to their oath and did everything in their power to keep me alive.  I was in recovery for over a year, and I had severe lacerations to my head, so I had lost a great deal of my memory.” He leaned over and felt her forehead “Good, your fever has broken,”  he poured her a glass of ice water and had her drink it.  He sat next to her before going on. “All I could remember was this woman’s face, and it killed me because for nothing in the world could I remember who she was.”  He said tenderly. “Leia Barton?”  Une asked reluctantly, handing the empty glass back to him. Treize looked at her in utter confusion, “Who?” Une shook her head, “The woman you were to marry--” “No, Lady.  I know who you are talking of, but that is not who I was referring to.  I meant the woman was you.”   “Really?”  She said quietly.  “But I thought--” “Who gave you that idea, anyway?  Leia?  Who told you about her?  She was no more than a nurse I met while a lieutenant at Lake Victoria.” “Treize, I don’t mean to bring up your past, but I think she meant a little more to you than that.”  Lady was regaining her strength and with it came her legendary will to argue. “Lady, she is of no importance to me; just a woman.  I didn’t come here to discuss my past relationships.  Lady, I spent the last eleven months trying to find you.  Not many people want anything to do with an ex-Oz leader, so most of my connections have been cut off--” Lady’s hand moved up to Treize's cheek and he winced slightly as she gingerly touched the bruise that was beginning to form.  “I’m sorry, Treize, I don’t know what has gotten into me.” Treize raised his hand to hers and pulled it away, but refusing to let go.  “Actually, I kind of expected that.  You haven’t change much.”  he said with a wide grin.  “You still have your temper.” She wasn’t going to allow him to make excuses for her behavior, “No, Treize, I shouldn’t have reacted like I did, I was so confused and the only thing I could think of at the moment I saw you was why you didn’t tell me you were--” Treize cut her off with a kiss so intense that Lady gave a squeal of protest.  As soon as she let it out, she realized she wanted him to continue and wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. Suddenly the door opened and Mariemaie proclaimed “Mom?  I didn’t know we had a guest.  When did he get here?”  Treize broke the kiss as quickly as he could manage and turned around to see a young girl about ten years old staring at him with azure blue eyes.