Too Lost to be Saved

by: Wolfcry17

disclaimer: I do not own gundam wing.

AN: Well, it's been more than half a year... all I can say is I am sorry, and I hope I will get better at this writing thing. Thanks to all those who have been so kind to review this story and to stimulate me to continue this story. Thank you all so much!!!!! I hope this will be enough to suffice until I get to finishing this story up. I haven't decided yet, if I will finish this up within the next few chapters or lengthen it more, cause I have two alternate endings in my head right now that I am shuffling with. But, anyway, please enjoy!!!

Chapter 10 Stuck

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Constant beeping filled irritated ears as a shaky hand rubbed groggy eyelids to wash away the sleep. Cerulean orbs fluttered to life as Relena tried weakly to sit up to register where she was, but something heavy held her in her place. 'Huh? What the–'

She looked down to find a messy mass of brown locks resting in the crook of her neck. 'He-Heero?' He was here... with her. His entire body was straddled beside hers on the extremely small hospital bed. With some of his weight shifted on her entire left side with his arm protectively placed over her as a shield. Relena's eyes softened from the sudden shock as she watched Heero peacefully sleep against her with his chest slowly rising and receding against her as the warm air of his breath tickled her skin.

That's when everything hit her: the conference, the missing doctors and shiploads of pathogens, gas, and what not, the public speech, Carl Jackson and... Heero. It all came to her in a chain of flashes that suddenly caused a sharp pain to shoot through her head. Relena could feel the foreign substance Carl forcefully injected into her body course through her veins. She felt so weak, and she would feel cold as well if not for the intense body heat radiating from Heero.

She glanced down to the sleeping man before her who looked nothing more than an innocent child. Heero had saved her, he had saved her life once again. She suddenly felt a surge of strength enter her body at the thought, and somehow, she knew that whatever was coursing through veins, Heero would find a remedy for it. No matter what.

Relena pulled her left hand out from underneath Heero's weight and hesitantly stroked her fingers through Heero's surprisingly smooth, soft hair. The simple movement seemed to sooth Heero as he subconsciously dug his body further against hers, which brought a sudden blush to Relena's pale cheeks. Nothing mattered as long as he was here. She wasn't frightened of anything, no matter what the future held for her.

An overly-large yellow limo halted to a sudden stop in front of the ESUN Central Airport facility with a fazed, very shock-eyed Quatre slowly crawling out of the passenger side. With his hair standing on end, he slowly tried to control his heart rate as Dorothy rounded the vehicle. "Y-you drive... like a... like a maniac! Did you ever learn the rules of the road or did you even know about them?" Quatre thoughtlessly bursted out as he tried to catch up to Dorothy's fast pace. She was obviously obsessive about not wasting any time!

But when Quatre stole a side-glance toward the deadly blonde, expecting a snide response to his own snide remark, he saw a sense of loss flicker through her eyes. She was overwhelmingly worried about Relena's condition, especially since she blamed herself for what happened. After all, she was the one who found Carl's malicious plans and clumsily got caught for it.

But, if she had never found those viles and documents to begin with, then neither he nor Heero would have found anything. And Relena would be beyond help, if not worse, by now.

Quatre gently shook himself out of his thoughts when he realized that he had lost sight of Dorothy. He rushed up the escalator, jumping up the steps as id he wasn't already moving. He found her standing outside on the airport balcony near the shuttle gate Zeches and Noin would be arriving at. He slowed his pace in relief and leaned against the doorway when he noticed how beautiful she looked with the wind brushing her hair in the air. He couldn't help feeling horrible that he found her so beautiful when she was apprehensive.

Dorothy frantically searched the skies for the shuttle that carried Relena's family. They needed to save her. She couldn't die, not now. They all needed Relena to keep living. It was all her fault after all.

She was suddenly bolted out of her thoughts when she felt warm, gentle arms snake around her waist. She gasped quietly as Quatre pulled her slowly away from the railing into his chest, and she felt his warmth consume her. For a moment, she couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe he cared so much for her even after all she did, who she was. But he had made her better. He had changed her... somehow. And more than anything, she didn't want to lose what she had with Quatre.

She trembled slightly when Quatre leaned his head into her shoulder to whisper in her ear. "What's wrong, Dorothy?"

Dorothy closed her eyes to allow her mind to erase everything, but the feeling of Quatre's body against hers. She hated feeling vulnerable, helpless, especially around Quatre, but ironically, it was he who made her feel that way. "I'm so scared, Quatre. I was always able to hide my fear before... by fighting. But I.... I don't want to be like that again... ever. And I am afraid it something happens–"

Quatre abruptly turned Dorothy within his arms to force her to look at him. He brushed away her tears with one hand and then tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear. "Nothing is going to happen Dorothy. We are going to stop this and save Miss Relena before anything can happen. I know you are strong... you're the kindest, strongest person I know. And I know you can take care of yourself, but Dorothy, please, let me protect you... let me take care of you."

"Quatre–" She was silenced immediately as Quatre's lips brushed against her own in a most tender way. She felt weakened, vulnerable, but somehow, it was all the better. He made her stronger. He released from her reluctantly before pulling her to him in a tight, unrelenting embrace.

"Trust me, Dorothy. I know it's difficult for you... it's difficult for me too, but I trust you." He held her, too afraid to let her go and lose her. Dorothy was so elusive, so hard to capture. Her kindred spirit was so wild. And not that he found enough courage to capture her, he just couldn't risk losing her now. "Please, Dorothy!"

She could hear the pleading in his voice. He sounded so desperate, she just couldn't refuse him. "I trust you, Quatre." She pulled away from him to look into his emerald orbs. She hesitantly brought her hand up to his face to brush away his blonde locks. "You're the only person I trust."

Suddenly, a shuttle skidded to a stop in the middle of he runaway, alerting both Quatre and Dorothy. They both looked at each other in complete shock. "That shuttle is not a shuttle from Mars."

"Well, maybe it's–"

"No, this is a preventer base, and no other flights were scheduled at this time." Quatre glanced over to Dorothy once again.

A pair of metal doors automatically opened with the presence of a human form near it. On the other side a large screen was revealed behind a large, lone desk.

"Hello, my son," the superior voice resonated from the large chair behind the sleek mahogany desk. "I assume your mission was successful because I don't want to be anymore stressed than I already am."

A smirk was etched on Carl Jackson's face as he stepped toward his father before dropping carelessly on a nearby chair. "Sleep well, father. The dove of peace is now fighting a personal war for her life."

A sadistic grin spread itself on Mr. Jefferson's face as he took a whiff of his Columbian cigar. "Excellent." A wave of smoke released from his mouth. "So our little Vice Foreign Minister has exactly one week left before a cure can't save her and two weeks until our little virus takes her life. And only we hold the cure."

Befuddled, Carl Jackson straightened up from his rather slouched position. "What about Une's daughter who escaped? I thought that Dr. Une downloaded a microchip of all or most of our data, which disappeared with Middie Une."

"True enough, but the data that was found downloaded was inaccurate and not up to date. Une's only daughter is carrying enough information to inform those close to Miss Darlian as to what is flowing through her veins, but not a sufficient enough cure to save her. And within one week, Miss Darlian will be too lost to be saved."

Sally wiped a few drops of sweat from her brow before continuing to look through a microscope at a sample of Relena's blood and bodily tissues. Nothing... she had seen nothing like this before. It appeared to be everything she could ever of feared and more. It just was not probable. Her analysis supported nothing but a man-made disease that acted as both a viral and bacterial infection which attacks white blood cells first to damage her immune system. Then, it would take on a more bacterial appearance to attack each vital organ when the immune system was close to shattering. "It's just not probable." Sally wanted to bang her head against the counter.

"What's wrong? Have you found anything?"

Sally jumped up away from the microscope at the sound of a Chinese voice. "Wufei! I... I don't know."

Wufei walked over to her with a bewildered look. "How can you not know. You either know or you don't."

Sally sighed, wanting nothing more than to ease her mind with a good massage. "Not everything is that black and white, Wufei, especially in science. I wish it were, but it's just not."

Wufei merely nodded before finding a chair to sit down. "Explain."

Sally looked at him for a second, as if pondering something. "Okay, basic 411. Any disease falls into either of two categories. Looking at the samples of Relena's blood and tissue, the only diagnosis I can give is one that is improbable. Relena has an internal infection that acts both viral and bacterial. However, it does appear to be man-made, so this diagnosis is not entirely impossible. And if this diagnosis is correct, Relena doesn't have much time."

"So basically, we have to find a cure to a disease that acts like no other in a very limited time."

"I'm afraid it's not that easy."

"I was unaware I was making it sound easy," Wufei smirked in the light of things.

Sally resisted the urge to laugh. It just wasn't the time. "Even if I can somehow develop a cure, it wouldn't completely cure her. I said that my diagnosis supported both a viral and bacterial appearance. The problem is while a bacterial infection can be cured, a viral infection can not. Only viral symptoms can be eliminated and the virus controlled, which means that even if I can find a cure for the bacterial portion, her entire immune system will be forever weakened." Sally slumped over feeling dreadfully defeated. "At this point, no matter what we do, if Relena survives, she would be susceptible to anything, even something as simple as a common cold. I... I don't know if we can save her."

Sally shook her head to fight off the tears that brimmed at her eyelids. Her eyes fluttered open with she felt a reassuring hand rub her shoulders. She found Wufei's dark, mysterious eyes, which flickered with something new and strange that Sally had never seen before.

"You're strong Sally... I know you can do it." He smiled lightly, but it was definitely there, and it was definitely enough to confort Sally.

"Maybe I can help."

Sally and Wufei shot their gazes toward the strange foreign voice to find a strange blonde woman grasping a silver necklace standing in front of Quatre, Dorothy, Duo, Hilde, Trowa, Catherine, and even Zeches and Noin.

Heero sat idly rubbing Relena hand as she slept peacefully. She hadn't wakened up yet, at least not to his knowledge, and he was becoming more restless by the second. He knew she was strong, that she was fighting this, but he just couldn't shake the feeling that he was losing her. He wasn't ready to give her up. It didn't matter how many times she told him that he had saved her life, because nothing he did could measure up to how much she had saved his life. She gave him more than a reason to live; she gave him a desire to live. And now he feared that he would never have the chance to tell her.

"Relena, I am so sorry," he squeezed his eyes shut to hide his tears as he brought her hand up to rest his forehead against. "I promise you Relena that I will save you. I don't know how, but I promise I will find a way. I promise, I promise, I promise..."

"I know... I believe in you..."

Heero jerked up his head to meet ocean beautiful pools, slightly faded, but still as radiant as ever. "Relena."

"Hello Heero," Relena choked out with an attempt to clear her throat. She coughed slightly before looking deep into Heero's Prussian gaze. Her ivory hand found his face as if she was trying to confirm something, something valuable. "You're real."

Heero frowned. It seemed more like a question than a statement, which utterly confused him. "Of course I'm real."

Relena nodded sheepishly, feeling like she had just said something stupid. "It's just that I... I... um... it's just been so long since I last saw you. I was afraid I would never see you again. I am sorry."

"Relena, I promised that I would protect you, always."

Relena arched her brow, a goofy grin gracing her angelic face. "I also remember another promise you made to me. How did it go again? Oh yes, omae o korosu."

A smirk found its way to Heero's face before he started laughing, absolutely startling Relena in the process.

"He'd laughing. I must be dreaming!"

Some more laughing. "Relena, I never broke that promise... just altered it a little." Heero admitted, his eyes flickering with something close to enjoyment.

Relena sarcastically rolled her eyes while bursting into her own fit of giggles. "A little! You did a complete 180! And since when can you alter a mission, Mr. Heero Yuy, gundam pilot of Wing Zero, Mr. Perfect Soldier?"

Heero smirked some more, especially when he saw Relena laugh again, her voice as melodious as any song. It soothed his entire mind and soul, and he knew it was his favorite sound. "Well, Ms. Relena Darlian, Ms. Dove of Peace, I remember assigning myself that very mission, so I can do with it as I like."

Relena snorted in amusement. "How romantic!" Sarcasm filled her tongue. "Degraded from a being to a thing. How much I love you!" Of course, it was all a joke, which Heero amazingly caught, despite his deathly glare. Relena only laughed some more at his pathetic attempt to intimidate her. A few seconds later, she calmed herself to a deathly grave disposition. "Heero," her eyes searched his deeply for an answer that she wasn't sure he could give her. "What's wrong with me? What's going to happen?"

The flicker of joy was erased from his eyes in an instant as he watched her eyes beg him for an answer, an answer he didn't have just yet. His hand covered hers hesitantly in an attempt to comfort her. "I don't know, Relena. I just don't know, but I mean what I said before. I will find out, and I will save you."

Relena knew what he would say, but somehow hearing it directly from him made all the difference. She felt more secure than ever, and suddenly, daringly leapt forward to capture Heero's lips, utterly shocking Heero. It wasn't the first time their lips met... in fact, he was the first to kiss her before, but that still didn't change how shocked he was now. Especially when he forgot how good their first kiss was, how gentle, but strong she felt against him. That memory suddenly gave him the energy to bring her closer to him. He wrapped his arms around her slim body as he deepened the kiss hesitantly, but desperately.

Suddenly, the door opened in a rush, revealing Zeches Marquise on the other side. The sight that greeted him was his baby sister in the arms of his former enemy.

Heero and Relena broke apart from the sudden surprise to find a very shocked older brother, not angry, just shocked. "Brother!?!"

"So if Une's daughter worries you little, where are agents Collins, Daniels, and Allecks?" Carl Jackson questioned.

Mr. Jefferson sneered venomously at the names mentioned, especially one in particular. "Hmm... Allecks is dead. I hate more than anything incompetency. Collins and Daniels are on a mission to prove themselves to me."

AN: Well, I have a ton of contemplating to do between those two alternate endings, so hopefully I will get some more chapters out in the next two months... hopefully!! Thanks again to all my readers, but especially my reviewers. THANKS BUNCHES GUYS I LUV YA!!!