Well, it's been a while, and I have to thank everyone for dealing with me not updating any stories for a while. Thank you to the people who have still updated during my short absense in writing and updating. BTW, I'm not going to make a sequel to this story since I decided to do 'The Passion of the Teddy Bear'.

This chapter is for jeallybeanxx, since you requested this chapter. I have to apologize for not writing and getting it out soon.

As Danger Wishes Escape

By: Lost-Remembrance (Red Tail)

Chapter Two:

"STOP IT!"

Heero's eyes narrowed as he stared at his foe, hands chenched from where they were raised above him.

Chains rattled.

Relena's eyes filled with tears and they slid like hot wax down her face. She silently sobbed, holding in the cries as best as she could. She shook back and forth in her bonds and shouted more and more, drowing out almost all other sounds.

A hand moved across Heero's cheek.

Heero turned his face away, closing his eyes as he refussed to look at his captor. The hand retreated before coming back, only this time as a stinging slap that sent his head flying in the other direction.

Heero spit out the blood in his mouth he got from the earned, unexpected, slap when he bit his tongue. He took a barely noticeable breath and turned to glare at Navar.

Tears fell like rain to the floor.

The man grinned coldly, leaning in once more. "How much do you think that I can make that girlfriend of your's cry without laying a finger on her?" Heero suppressed a shiver and glanced at Relena.

She looked at him pleadingly with her blue eyes, hoping to send him a message within her iris' depths. "…Heero…"

Smirking, Navar pulled away once more, turning to face Relena also. The diplomat sent him the most scathing look she had even sent to anyone in her life.

"Shouldn't you act more princess like, Miss Relena?" He snidely replied to her look, obviously used to scathing looks and death glare's from the two of them.

"Shouldn't you be dead!" Her eyes narrowed at him.

"Oh no, I'm sorry if you assumed such," He laughed just as coldly as he spoke, throwing his head up as his chuckles bounced off the walls, "It's good to see that you aren't too disappointed."

"Obviously," she sarcastically replied.

Heero remained silently, preferring instead not to talk with the enemy. Instead, he chose to put his mind on trying to escape, or kill—

The hand returned to tracing his cheek. Heero brought his houghts to an end and looked up with a glare painted on his face to the psycho. "This is strictly for revenge."

His prussian eyes were daggers of ice, freezing more and more, "Revenge?"

This time, the maniac glee in Navar's eyes disappeared to show the underlying rage that was barely suppressed. He leaned in, pinning Heero's body to the wall with his own. "Of course it's be revenge," he seethed, "I have to avenge my troops."

Heero tried to will himself not to breath with his words.

"Leave him alone!" She writhed more in the chains, making them rattle once more. She shook her head, tears spilling over her cheeks as she did so, "Stop it!" She tried once more, knowing that her efforts were futile.

Navar drew back his hand and clenched his fist, bringing it forward sharply to slamm Heero into the wall.

Relena's heart shattered.

Chuckling filled the air. "Let's see how you can last another couple of days before we have a little more fun."

The door closed like a crack of lightning. The light vanished.

Relena's body shook as she heard the chains automatically release themselves from the lock they had suspending her. She collapsed in a almost boneless manner.

Heero's fall was much more ungraceful.

Through the darkness, she could still make out his prussian eyes, shining in the darkness with resistance and a burning light that shook off Hell's demons from their hold on her.

She stifled sobs—she refused to let him see her cry anymore. She had to be strong. She wasn't weak—she was someone that was strong in her own way. She wasn't a rag doll sewn together and only made complete with just any man by her side. She was a person.

She loved Heero—he was her earth and world. And, even through every thing that she—no, they—had been through, she knew nothing could shake her world anymore.

'No matter what, Relena…'

She dragegd her body along the stones of their prision. She didn't even wince at the cuts and scraped forming on her knees as she made her way to him.

She looked into his eyes, asking for permission to hold him like she did during the end of Mariemaia's small uprising. His eyes softened and he pulled himself up.

She willed away the tears, only letting one slip down from her closed eyes. She felt his hands brush the tear away.

'…Never give up.'

Then, she felt strong arms encase her with a balnket of warmth. She wrapped her arms around Heero's waist lightly as they sat there, fighting off the demons in the darkness.

TBC