Title: Assailant part 7 Author: Reboo email: lngwp@oz.zzn.com A/N: Sorry this part took me so long, I was strapped for ideas. As you can see I was a little mad towards the beginning and the first line written that Kima says was actually my quote for the day because I was so mad I kept repeating, mostly at my notebook which wouldn’t let me get paper out. As always reviews are wonderful, and thank you to those of you who have reviewed, I hope you like this part. "Work you fuck’n piece a crappy shit." the japanese man yelled, banging at his computer monitor which had turned black. "That’s abuse Kima," the irishman laughed. "Yeah, well you can come and fix it then Colt." the man challenged. "Fine then," Colt answered and rolled his chair over, knocking Kima out of his position. One hit on the side of the computer monitor and it popped back to life. Colt laughed then stopped. "We have a new message from the org." "What is it," Kima asked looking over the other man’s shoulder. "New orders, we’re to proceed to L2. Are nosey Lt. has been spotted there, and we need to take care of one of L2’s delegates, and Ms. Dorlian as well if we get the chance. We’re to take care of it tonight." "That soon," Kami replied and sat bak in his chair. Colt swiveled out of the way and allowed Kami to get back to his own computer. "We’ll check the meeting out, the easiest way to get in is probably going to be as a waiter however. Preventers never checks the food services at these events." "All right then. Say when do we need to be ready to go by." Kami asked, he was a rookie and was tagging along as an assistant right now so he didn’t know too much about things. "Ready to go by 1600 hours, so we need to do our research and get moving." the irishman replied. "What?" Kima almost shouted. "You mean to tell me the old fart didn’t send us anything. "Actually I didn’t check," Colt replied calmly. "So why don’t you do so now, and save us some time doing things." Kima flicked the screen back on and sure enough the information was there. He forwarded the info to Colt’s computer and they set to work. Zechs had arrived last night on L2. He had checked himself into a quaint little hotel, and then this morning had gone to check out the sighting of Noin. ‘Unfortunately,’ he thought, ‘it was Hilde just like I had thought it would be.’ Since then he had been wandering around the streets, he didn’t feel like going back to the hotel just yet. The artificial sky on L2 was a bright blue, a complete contrast to his mood. A dark crying storm would have been more befitting but there was no weather on L2, and if there was it was a glitch in the computer program that had caused it, and it was still just as artificial. Deciding he needed some caffeine to keep himself awake he entered a small beaten up looking café. He sat down at a table, without much notice from the other patrons, who seemed to be in a similar state of distress as he. He ordered his coffee as a waitress came by, and when it came he drank it readily, the warmth seeming to renew some of his strength. He sat there and simply stared at the mug for a while after finishing it listening to the conversations of others in the room. One in particular caught his attention. "Yeah, the Vice Foreign Minister is here today. She’s going to that delegate dinner." the man had said. It was the mention of Zech’s little sister in conjunction with dinner that had caught his attention the most. He put his elbows on the table and began to play with the spoon in his cup. Preventers’ security, or even hired security was excedingly horrible at such events he’d have to get and check it out for himself. Losing his little sister was not an option, and with that latest attack on her life, he wasn’t trusting of anyone. Zechs laid his money and tip on the table and walked out into the fresh air, a nice change he realized, from the smell of coffee. Glancing at his watch quickly he decided to head straight back to the hotel and get ready for the delegate dinner. One way or another he was going to get in. Noin looked at herself in the mirror in white collared shirt, bow tie, and black pants, and gave the bow tie another good tug securing it firmly where it was. She had gotten Karin Gespucci a job as a waiter at this evening’s delegation dinner. Her hair had been pulled back tightly into two french braids. It wouldn’t do getting hair in people’s soup, she laughed at that thought and how the delegates would have reacted if that did happen. Right now she was very grateful to Relena for letting her play with her hair. It was good practice. ‘I’m an hour early,’ Noin thought as she checked the clock. ‘I guess I could get my weapons ready as well then,’ she said to herself pulling out a case full of what nots from under the bed. ‘Today will most likely mean hand to hand combat,’ she sighed looking at her stomach remembering clearly the pain she had experienced not that long ago as well as how long it had taken to heal. It had hurt her bad such as to the point where she didn’t want to do so much as sit up. Those thoughts didn’t stay in her mind for long however as she started to think of Zechs Merquise. Sally’s call that morning had unnerved her, mostly because her fear that something had been wrong was quite correct. She assembled the guns and took out several knives placing them strategically where she could in her outfit. there wasn’t much allowance to hide things with a waiter’s uniform, or at least not this one anyway. She lied down on the bed and turned her full attention to Zechs for the moment. She loved the man, but right at the moment she didn’t have a clue as to what was running through his mind. She’d have to find him after tonight and explain things to him if only for his or her own sanity. The locket though could be a problem, her and Sally had figured the org must have taken it when it didn’t show up at the hospital. ‘And if that’s true , they’ll go after him, so he’s probably better off where he is now,’ Noin thought which raised the problem of would looking for him send them straight to him. She put the rest of these thoughts to rest quickly however. She’d need a clean properly working mind when she went to the dinner, so she set the alarm by the bed for 10 of four, giving her enough time after she woke up to reach the dinner in time, and laid down to take a nap. By quarter after four all the waiters, and other helpers with L2’s delegate dinner were there, and were ready to go, including Noin who was trying not to pace. She could recognize two of the men from the org’s files. Apparently the org had switched their plans almost last minute and sent different people, which made her wonder why they needed to men to get rid of one man. This made her very nervous as well. Maybe they were going after someone else as well. Something she didn’t know, which meant someone might actually wind up losing their life tonight after all. Then there was the man in the shadows. It was all very unnerving to her. She looked around the room, and spotted the man again. His outline seemed very familiar to her, but she couldn’t place it. ‘Maybe its Heero,’ she had thought then corrected herself, ‘No it couldn’t be, he’s playing guard for Sanc right now. She sighed inwardly. It was almost as if the man was staring right at her, but she needed to get a new plan together to deal with the two men if need be, and he was quite distracting. ‘A lot, like Zechs,’ she thought and then quickly dismissed it as the headwoman began giving out her orders Luckily enough for Noin she had wound up serving the L2 delegate the org was after, but the japanese man she recognized was serving Relena. Somehow she’d have to make sure Relena didn’t get hurt. Fire nodded her head, and her two braids danced , as she gave her acknowledgement of the orders just given. In not quite 20 minutes they would begin to serve the appetizers and give out the drinks, until then they could relax and chat. Her eyes followed the tall red haired men, and the shorter japanese one as they left their line up to go sit at the table. She moved so she could hear the conversation, and leaned against the wall, but was distracted again as she felt someone’s eyes bearing into the back of her. She silently questioned whether or not to go and talk to the man, but if he was a preventer she’d give away his position so she decided against it and tried to concentrate on the task ahead of her. She began to chat to other people while listening in on the other men’s shop talk to cover what she was doing and promote her new attitude for the time being. Colt and Kima were the men’s names and they were going to strike tonight and on both the delegate and the Vice Foreign Minister, she learned while listening to them, That piece of information could help her greatly, and couldn’t help but smile when she realized her disguise had fully worked so far. Zechs peered through the shadows in the preparation room for the dinner. He had entered without notice, a good sign for him, a bad one for those who needed protection. He was continually scanning the room for something out of the ordinary but hadn’t found anything yet, one woman in particular however kept on catching his attention. The lady was a waiter, one in the normal outfit, but she had this bright red hair, which had been neatly pulled back into two french braids, if he could remember the name for those correctly. He also noticed with a smirk that she had a good body. He made a mental note to himself to find out her name later. Sometimes she seemed to stare back at him, he noticed, and was actually interested in knowing if she could actually spot him. To have spotted him she’d need to have a keen eye and that was something the Preventer’s and Sanc were always looking for. Another thought popped up into his head as he stood in the shadows as well, ‘how had just the sight of this woman brightened his dim mood so much.’ A/N: Few I finally finished typing that, that seemed to take forever, any suggestions for the next part would be greatly appreciated.