Assailant: Part 11 By: Reboo Email: rlw1985@hotmail.com or lngwp@oz.zzn.com A/N: I got a 96 on my English exam using Blue Sub # 6 as a literary source, I’m so happy. Oh well. Sorry this took so long, and I know its really short, but I have a writers block on this story. I’m stumped. Suggestions would be wonderful right now, even flames would be perfectly welcomed. Just ideas, I need ideas. I’m desperate. So, this is why you’re getting a very short part right now. Oh yeah, everything after paragraph three is improve, first draft. As always thanks for the reviews, I love em, and on occasion they are what keep me writing so please keep on telling me what you think. ~Yonder~ She tried to empty out her head as she continued crawling. ‘There should be a quiet place around her,’ she thought trying to filter the noise around her out. There was Zechs breathing behind her, and the slight hum of lights, and a much louder, sort of humming, grinding sound in front of her. ‘The elevator,’ she realized and stopped, normally the stair well would be down the hallway. Carefully she slid the ceiling panel next to her over and peered down. The hallway was empty, and just like she figured, the stairwell was at the end of it. She moved over, grasped the metal frame and swung down landing hard on her feet. She cringed and looked back up, wavering only slightly. Zechs followed suite and landed down hard behind her. He looked even worse in the light. ‘Get a hold of yourself Noin,’ she thought, and motioned for the gun. She watched his muscles tighten as he flinched. He was hesitant to give it to her, but he handed it over anyway. Quickly she turned on her heels and started down the hallway. Zechs quickly followed staying only a step behind her. He may have let her have the gun, but he sure hoped she would not have to use it. It had been such a long time since he had seen anyone die, minus the man in their holding cell. The door opened swiftly, and he looked up the flight of stairs, most definitely not a short distance. Only seconds later the alarm bell rang. “Ah, shit,” he heard Noin mutter. That had always been her answer when they got caught leaving somewhere. He smiled a little, maybe his friend was not gone. The metal railing beneath his hands was cold, and he took a slight comfort to that, and kept moving forward. There were no sounds yet to anyone entering the stairwell, surprisingly. “Number Twelve,” Zechs shouted up to Noin over the alarm. Noin looked over her shoulder and nodded. It would most likely be the safest route out. They were met with guards as soon as they exited the stairway. He made sure to be careful enough just to knock the men out, and noticed Noin did the same thing, as looked up from taking his last guard out. Noin kept on moving, she did not know where to go from here. They kept their backs pressed to the wall, and continued on, checking each corner before they rounded it. All the guards seemed to be vacant from their postitions. They arrived at the front desk, and ran out, the receptionist not paying any mind to them. The lady did not seem to think it any out of order. “Man, something just doesn’t feel right.” Duo moaned sitting on the bumper of the van parked only blocks away from their friends. “For once I have to agree with you Maxwell,” Wufei stated, leaning back against the side of the van. “I don’t think we need to go in.” Trowa said standing up and pointing down the street. “Look who’s here.” The other four pilots turned in the direction Trowa was pointing. A loud gasp could be heard from Quatre, and Duo as they saw who it was. They could see the two people slow their pace, as they registered their friends as well. “Ms. Noin, are you all right?” Quatre said coming up to Noin, as she and Zechs arrived at the van. “I’m fine Quatre,” Noin said smiling, and took a look at the other boys all decked out in gear. “I guess we won’t be needing these.” Heero said and started to put things away. “I guess not,” Noin replied. Zechs simply stood stoic behind her. Her previous actions were still making him antsy, and yet she seemed to have forgotten all about them. He simply watched as the gundam pilots put their gear back and piled into the van. “We’ll take you two to see Sally, and Relena.” Quatre smiled and helped Noin into the van, and Zechs filed in afterward. “How are they?” Noin asked. “And I take it Sally blew the whistle on me,” she added. Quatre agreed, and chatted with Noin until they reached the hotel most of them were staying at. Zechs simply sat back and listened to their conversations. He was beginning to boil inside, he could not take seeing Quatre and Noin so friendly with each other. He’d never admit it out loud, and very rarely to himself, but he had almost always considered Noin his girl. To see her talking so freely with a mere boy made him mad, and then made him wonder what Quatre would think of her if he told him what she had done. “We’re here,” Quatre said cheerfully, as he opened the door, and let everyone out. They filed out quietly, and made their way up the stairs led by a very happy Quatre. He opened the door, and almost fell in. Relena had opened the door from the inside at the same time, hearing a noise outside. “Brother, Ms. Noin,” Relena cried as she ran out and hugged them. “My gosh, what happened to the two of you?” she exclaimed upon closer examination of them in the room. Noin looked up at Zechs, pleading him with her eyes to explain things to Relena. He eyed her back and spoke up. “I’ll tell you later Relena, but right now, I think both of us would prefer to get cleaned up. Noin relaxed as Relena agreed, and showed them the bathrooms. “Um, I hate to mention this, but neither of you have spare clothes,” Relena spoke up before either of them entered a bathroom. They sighed. “Noin will fit in mine,” Sally said, I’ll go get a set for her to use, and she left to get them for her. “Zechs old boy, you can wear mine if you like,” Duo piped up. “We’re just about the same height and all.” He added, draping an arm around Zechs shoulder. “So, what do you think?” Zechs groaned. “Thanks, but no thanks Maxwell.” “Well, alright if you must, but I am the best dresser around.” He added and skipped out of the room. Zechs shook his head in amazement as Duo left, the boy did have one huge ego. “It’s alright, I’ll go and have one of the boys pick you up something to wear.” Relena offered. “Thank-you Relena,” Zechs said and gave her a hug, “Just don’t let Duo pick my clothes out for me.” Relena agreed and left to go get one of the boys to do some quick clothes shopping. Meanwhile Noin had followed Sally to get some clothes. “I appreciate this Sal,” Noin said sitting down. “Not a problem,” Sally replied. “Listen Sal, I won’t you to know, I’m going back in there. I have too.” Noin said slowly. Sally looked up from searching through her clothes. “I understand, would you like me to keep it quiet?” “If you’d please,” Fire responded. Sally smiled back. “So who’s our little mystery pose anyway?” “A mean old witch, with her little followers,” Noin smirked, and Sally laughed. “I’m not joking though.” Lucrezia took the clothes from Sally’s outstretched hand and stood up. “Give me a couple of days and I’m going back in.” Sally nodded. “This time though, if I don’t come back, assume I’m dead Sal.” Sally grimaced. “Listen Noin, you don’t need to do this alone.” “Yes, I do, it’s a vendetta Sal, help would not be appropriate. Besides I can take care of myself.” “Fine,” Sally said still not in anyway convinced. “Now go take your shower.” She ordered, and Noin left for the bathroom. Noin sunk into the warm water in the tub, allowing the bubbles to cluster around her. She tilted her head back and yawned. She might be tired, but for some reason she doubted she was going to get any sleep tonight. She also doubted the fact that Zechs might actually talk to her again. He could not accept what she had down, and it was making her angry and sad at the same time. She had done what was necessary to preserve their lives. Unlike Zechs, she did not feel that you had no right to kill to save your own skin. Well that was Zech’s new philosophy anyway, and she was not a fan of it. Sure you don’t kill unless necessary, but you can’t hesitate if they are. And back there she qualified it as a necessary, there was no way she could have simply knocked the guard out. Zechs fidgeted in the shower. The hot water was stinging his wounds, and his mind was eating away at what was left of his tattered heart. He kept asking himself why his friend had acted the way she had back there, and then when she was with Quatre she seemed so happy, maybe he just could not read her expressions anymore. He did not know and it was bugging the hell out of him. He leaned his head against the tiles, he needed to talk to her and only her just for a short time at the least, but somehow he doubted she would tell him anything he wanted to know. Noin lay in bed that evening, she was too antsy too sit around, after everything she’d been through, you would think she could sleep but she could not. She needed to see that lady again. The old woman knew something she wanted to know, and desperately. They would never stop coming after her until she was dead too, and she knew it. Of course she could always switch her name again, but what was the fun of that, it would be a permanent name, she would never be able to go back to her original name, not that she ever went by it anyway. Running in fear, hiding forever was not an option however. She tossed, and turned. Waiting for two days to get something done she wanted to do, did not quite seem like an option, her mind was not willing to let her rest. It was nagging at her. The face of the man she killed dwelled in her thoughts as well, but she could deal with that. It was curiosity that was eating at her. Rapidly she sat up, and through the covers off, and grabbed the spare clothes Sally had lent her. She was going back in there. That place would never leave her mind, but that did not matter. As long as she could find the old lady she would be happy. It wasn’t specifically the Org that was after her, it was the woman behind it. She tiptoed out of the room, making sure not to make any noise, and left the building and went around to the parking lot, assuming the guys had not bothered to unload the gear from the van. Reaching out she tried opening the door, and it opened without problems. Sure enough the gundam pilots had left their stuff in the van. Noin smirked and began gearing up. The old lady would not be alone for too long. Fire hopped in the driver’s seat, and sped off. She would really have to remember to tell those guys to take the keys out of the ignition, either that or one of them figured she would be leaving before the night was up. Heero snickered, “Twenty dollars Duo, Quatre, and Wufei.” He almost smirked. “Let’s see that equals sixty dollars for me.” Duo groaned. “That’s no fair man,” Duo said pulling the money out of his pocket and sulking away. “Weak woman,” Wufei growled as he handed over 20 dollars as well. “This is injustice who would have known the silly woman would go back so quick.” Quatre sighed and pulled out twenty dollars as well, but hung around for a second. “How did you know she would go back Heero?” Heero gave no reply. “She seems so kind, and well with everyone knowing and all now, I just did not figure she would go back in without help, let alone back at all.” “You underestimate her mind Quatre,” Trowa said speaking up for Heero. “She’s more intense then Zechs, her training and her skills are better, when she gets a mission she succeeds, and doesn’t leave it alone until she does. For any true soldier peace can not be obtained until the mission is complete.” Quatre stared after him as he turned and went into the building, Heero on his heels. Quatre wondered what Zechs would have voted if he had known about their little bet. It would have shown how much he knew and understood Ms. Noin. A/N: So how was everything after paragraph 3, huh? It’s all first draft, has not been beta read, and has had no grammar or spelling check. In other words the majority of this part of my fic is straight from my head. Let me know if I need to go back over it again.