A Hero's Journey -- Part 22 -
Part XXII

Quatre watched the city from the large window his office boasted. Like many people, he was grateful that Relena had apparently survived the latest attempt on her life. Yet, unlike most people, he knew the identity of her likely rescuer.

The ringing of the phone pulled his attention from the view and his thoughts. Straightening his tie, he sat down and activated the screen. His smile broadened as the caller appeared.

“I was wondering if you would contact me,” Quatre stated, reaching under his desk. “I trust she’s safe.”

“For now,” Heero replied, with a slight nod. “Don’t bother tracing this call, Quatre. I won’t stay on long enough.”

Quatre chuckled. “Still as sharp as ever, Heero. I know that Zechs and Noin are on their way. What do you plan to do?”

Heero smirked at the mention of Zechs. “Let them stew for a while. It’s best if Relena keeps a low profile for now.”

“I don’t think that they will agree. If you don’t bring her back, Heero, they’ll start searching for you.”

“If Zechs had taken better care of his sister, I wouldn’t be bothered with this in the first place,” Heero said. “As to finding me, let them try.”

“Heero, wait,” Quatre called before the other could terminate the call. “I think you need to know something.”

The cold glare leveled at the Arabian told him that Heero thought it was merely a ploy to keep him on the line for tracing purposes.

“This probably wasn’t just an ordinary attack on Relena,” Quatre explained quickly. “Someone attacked Hilde and Duo. She’s in a hospital, fighting for her life. Plus, I just received word from the Preventers that Sally Po has gone M.I. A. during a surveillance mission with a new recruit. Apparently Wufei has gone to see if he can find her.”

“You think that’s there a connection?”

“Don’t you?” Quatre asked. “I can’t chalk this up to mere coincidence. Someone is coming after us through those we hold dear.”

“Payback,” Heero muttered. “Revenge.”

“It looks like it,” Quatre replied with a nod. “I’ve contacted Trowa, but he hasn’t informed me of his decision yet. I’ve increased security for my sisters as well. But I’m going to need help investigating this.”

Heero was silent for a moment before nodding. “Understood. I’ll contact you again.”

Before Quatre could protest, the screen went black. With a sigh, the young executive leaned against his chair. He could feel the beginnings of a monstrous headache.

“Guard her well, Heero,” he murmured.

Then, forcing himself to sit up, he resumed his work.