Trouble

Part Fourteen

Highjinks Arc: Supply Run

by Liewe

Standard disclaimers apply

AN: Sorry it’s so short, but it’s been awhile since I wrote anything that wasn’t either a paper or a lab report.

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“Dammit! I just got all of these organized!” Trowa ground out through clenched teeth as Mariemaia pushed past him in a desperate attempt to grab the wayward puppy. The sharp retort of flesh hitting flesh filled the sudden silence and a stunned Trowa was left holding a hand to his cheek as Midii herded Mariemaia and snuffles out of the file room.

“Lady Une? Aunt?” Midii called out softly as she poked her head through the door. Mariemaia shuffled her feet beside her and Midii sighed. She loved her little cousin, she really did but Snuffles was a bit too rambunctious to be at Preventer HQ.

“She’s left the office.” A voice broke in startling Midii, and causing her to put a hand to her chest as she willed her heart to calm. She was an ex-spy; she should have heard the other Preventer approaching.

“Do you have any idea when she will be back?”

“No Ma’am.”

Midii sighed. She was at a crucial stage in her report, a break now would break her stride, but it would remove her from Trowa’s presence, and the presence of certain other ex-Gundam pilots. “Did she take her com-unit?”

“Yes Ma’am, she’s never without it.”

“Thank you!” Midii called out as she pulled out her own portable com unit, fingers swiftly dialing in her Aunt’s number as she gently steered Mariemaia towards her office.

“If you would like to make a call please disconnect and try again.” The automated voice rang out and Midii groaned, sometimes the reliability of the communications network left something to be desired.

“Marie did Lady Une tell you where she was going?” Midii implored as she glanced around her, attempting to regain a semblance of her wartime awareness. A flash of black hair leaving her office sticking in her mind as she waited for Marie’s answer.

“To visit Daddy.”

“Oh. Do you want to join me on an errand then? We can pick up some sandwiches to eat in the park?”

Mariemaia grinned and nodded her head as she tugged on Snuffle’s leash.

“Let me just leave a note for Aunt then, we don’t want half of Preventer breathing down our necks.”

Mariemaia chuckled as Midii winked at her. Trowa’s earlier harsh words forgotten.

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Midii glanced at the motor pool, her fingers tightening around Mariemaia’s as she fought to contain her glee. The gleaming exteriors of the Preventer vehicles called to her inner nerd but her practical side cautioned discretion. She wasn’t exactly planning anything official, and the Preventer vehicles held an unmistakable air of authority and respectability.

“I don’t think any of these will do. Is there a subway station near here, Marie?”

“There’s one several blocks away, but if you need to go somewhere Preventer Une, Miss Une, I would be happy to take you in my personal vehicle.”

Midii jumped for the second time in two hours, aggravated with her poor sense of her surroundings. She really had gone soft since the war ended. “And you would be?” She inquired, turning to face the newcomer and instinctively placing Mariemaia behind her, fingers grasping at Snuffle’s collar tugging her behind her as well.

“Quatre Raberba Winner.” The name was familiar to her and she scrutinized him carefully as she strove to remember where exactly she knew him from. “I’m a colleague of Trowa Barton, Duo Maxwell, Chang Wufei and Heero Yuy.”

She shook her head. Were all the ex-Gundam pilots so hot? “Ah. I’d love to accept, but I believe I might be endeavoring in something that would be a conflict of interests for you.”

“A supply run?” She grinned at his grasp of the situation. She knew he had to know something of her background by now, but she didn’t feel any of the recrimination she had felt from Duo or Trowa.

“Something like that.”

“I would be happy to help, I think they deserve a bit of payback. I would just like to ask for neutrality.” Midii grinned at the blonde’s infectious smile and grinning eyes, swiftly nodding her head in agreement.

“I’m sure that could be arranged.”

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-to be continued….