Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of it's characters or the Preventers. This was inspired by a trailer for a Lifetime movie I saw.

Notes: This is a story that is Teen but, the rating may go up to Mature. Whether or not it is rated such, it does contain topics of abuse that should be taken seriously. This is also an AU so it may seem a little odd or so.

Warnings: Heero may be OOC and switch back in character later on or so.

Pairings: ;) Let's see how it turns out. Take a vote on what you want.

Schwarze Sonne

(Translation: Black Sun)

By: Lost-Remembrance (Red Tail)

Chapter One: Dispatch

Briiii…Briiiiiiii…..

Sally blinked her eyes open, rubbed them a little bit and grabbed the handle of hr coffee mug. "Hey, Noin." A purplish haired woman looked up from the computer that she was typing on. Raising an eyebrow, she looked at what Sally was gesturing to; her empty coffee mug. "Please?"

"Hold on." Noin put done the phone she had picked up and

Smiling while shaking her head, she removed herself from the plush chair and grabbed the empty object. Snorting as she did so, Noin still continued to smile that smirk of hers, "Personally, I think you need the exercise more that me." Sally shot a mock glare at her friend and fellow coworker before turning back to her desk. "I'll get you some coffee then—black, right?"

"Yeah," Sally mumbled while nursing her head. Despite the five-minute nap she had taken while typing boringly at the computer, she still felt too groggy to process any thing important.

Noin walked out of the room.

They were both officers in a local law enforcement agency, the Preventers. Somehow, their commander had managed to get them to work the shift that many of the officers thought pointless to do. It was just a normal Tuesday. Nothing much was going on, like expected. Friday and Saturday were the trouble causing day.

Just after Sally was done rubbing her eyes, yawning and stretching out the kinks in her muscles, the phone rang.

Grabbing the receiver, she spoke in a calm and awake voice, "Hello?" she questioned, "Preventers—"

"Help me." A frantic voice said, laced with worry. It was hushed though, making Sally perk her ears to hear the quiet and unsure voice.

"Tell me your name and where you are, please." She urged, poised to take the information. Her fingers were already dancing over the keyboard, hacking into the system to try and trace the caller. Usually, there was a block on such things, but this seemed like an emergency.

"He's going to find me." The hushed voice whispered. Loud thumps were heard.

"Please help me, please—"

More noise from over the line made it hard to hear the rest of the person's plea.

"He's coming-!"

A loud noise was heard. Sally assumed it was a door being slammed open. Then, a cry from the caller made Sally stand up from her chair. Noin walked into the room and frowned when she saw Sally standing, stiff with worry and concern.

"Stop!" the voice cried. There were sounds of a struggle. Then, a thump was heard—Sally knew it was the phone. There were muted cries as a physical, one-sided brawl broke out.

A cry was the last thing Sally heard from over the line before the phone went dead. Sally's throat constricted. Her eyes started to sting. Why did this have to happen on HER shift?

The computer beeped, alerting Sally that the trace had worked. Noin walked up and placed a hand on her shoulder, "Are you okay?" She questioned, turning her eyes from her friend to the screen. She read the address and the owner of the house. The voice had brought a match to the name.

"Get your jacket on, Noin." Sally's voice was hardened, "We've got a new mission." Nodding in affirmation, they both took off towards their car, armed and prepared for any trouble.

The computer screen remained on, the faces of an adult with blonde hair and a small child with brunette hair had been pulled up with the names. Odin Lowe… and his son, Heero Yuy.

TBC