Author's Note: I don't own Zoids.

"talking"

/thinking/

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I did some changes to chapters 4 and 5 so I would recomend reading it again so that you don't get confused or anything with this one. Oh and thanks cyberdemon for your help.

Chapter 6

One Part of The Truth

Van only glared at the woman in front of him. He wasn't in the mood to see his friends and he was most definitely not in the mood to see her. Hadn't she done enough? She had destroyed his last hope of happiness.

"Van we need to talk." Fiona said softly. She knew what he was thinking, but she had to tell him what truly happened. She had thought it over and she knew it was best for him to know some of the things that pushed her to do this.

"There is nothing to talk about Fiona. Obviously you moved on with your life, got married and had children. What could you possible want to talk about? Do you want to shove your happiness in my face? Do you want to tell me how happy that man has made you?" Van asked as he laughed. He felt pity for himself. He had been holding onto a dream but it was time to wake up.

"Van I know this may seem shocking, but I really need to talk to you. You need to know what truly happened." Fiona said.

"Oh I know what happen Fiona. You got tired of me and left. Found someone better and moved on. It's pretty obvious." Van said. He let his anger and frustration get the better of him. He turned to face the window making Fiona face his back.

"That's not true. It was wrong for me to leave, but at that moment I was confused and I was immature. I regret leaving Van, you have no idea how much." Fiona said. She had wanted so badly to tell him everything that had happened to her, but no, she had no right to put his life in danger.

"If you regretted it, why didn't you come back? Because it looks to me that you are perfectly fine." Van said and anger reflecting in his eyes.

"I couldn't come back!" Fiona said. She tried to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall. After so many years of holding all these emotions hidden in her heart and now they were very close to coming out.

Van at hearing this turned around. What did she mean she couldn't come back? He looked at Fiona who was at the verge of crying. He wanted to badly to hold her in his arms but a part of him stopped him.

"What do you mean that you couldn't come back?" Van asked.

"Something happened that prevented me from coming back. It wasn't because I didn't want to, it was because I couldn't." Fiona stated. She needed him know how it happen. So that he wouldn't hold it against her for not telling him before. /So he can one day forgive me./ Fiona thought sadly.

"Ok, so what happened?" Van asked He didn't know if this would make him feel better or yet be the final blow. /It doesn't matter. I can't go any lower than this./

"At first let me tell you that I was truly confused. I was young and even though everyone said I was mature, I wasn't enough. I wasn't enough to handle that." Fiona made a paused that seem like an eternity to Van. She started to walk around the room as she began to speak again. "I ended up living at the house of an old caring woman. She was really nice to me and even treated me as if I was part of her family. In the time that I knew her I became really fond of her and of Nathalie" Fiona made another pause but this time because she was close to crying.

Van just starred at her and wondered were this was going to lead to.

"Nathalie arrived a few weeks after I had. Nathalie was in a worst state that I was. She had been raped so she was hiding from the man that had done that to her." Fiona could still remember Nathalie's face when she had told her story.

"And this has to do with me because?" Van asked not really caring what she was going to say.

"I'm getting to that." Fiona answered. She couldn't believe how Van was acting. Then again, he was hurt and it was obvious that he didn't want her near him. "Nathalie was pregnant. At first she was scared and didn't want the baby but as time passed she accepted it and loved her baby. The town that we where living in suffered an attack. Thankfully that night Nancy's grandson had come over and invited all of us to dinner. Because of that we were the only survivors of that town, but no one knew."

"Why did you keep it hidden?" Van asked.

"For Nathalie's safety and her baby's." Fiona said.

Van didn't understand. He knew that there was more to then she ways saying. /And what had she meant by that woman was in a worst state than she was?/ Van asked himself. "Fiona I frankly don't understand what this has to do with me or you even." Van stated.

Fiona knew that he was right. "I know that it doesn't make sense but…" How was she going to explain this without telling him everything? Fiona stopped walking and looked at him. "All I can tell you is that Nathalie died and in order to protect her child I had to stay."

Van just stared at her. /In order to protect her child?/ Then a thought struck him.

"One of those kids isn't yours." Van said.

Fiona only nodded.

"But then, if you wanted to protect the child why didn't you just come back? I would have helped you. You know that." Van said. He could feel his heart beat faster as if there was a sign of a new hope.

"You have no idea how much I wanted to do that. But I couldn't. We needed to hide the child and bringing it to the Guardian Force with of been the most obvious thing." Fiona stated.

"We?" Van asked.

Fiona sighed. "Jason and I."

Van's eyes hardened at the mention of Jason.

"Jason is the grandson of the old woman that helped me out. All though Nancy died a few months later after the attack, almost after Nathalie died." Fiona explained.

Van only nodded. "Fiona, why did you marry Jason?" Van asked. To anyone else it would have been a stupid question but from what she was telling him it may not be what everyone thought.

"I married him to protect the child, both of them." Fiona said.

That was when Van remembered that there were two children, not just one. "What about the other child, who's is it?" Van asked; hope beating faster in his heart.

At this Fiona looked at the floor.

Van took this as an answer. "I see, you had a kid with him." The last word came out stiff.

"No." Fiona said quickly as she looked at him.

"Then what? Fiona why can't you just tell me?" Van asked.

"Because I feel so bad about my actions. Of what I did in the past. I had no right to keep it from you. Despite our fight, despite anything I had no right." Fiona said. Tears were falling from her crimson eyes. She sat on his bed and placed a hand on her forehead.

Van immediately went to her and placed his hands on her arms. "What do you mean Fiona? Is that child mine?" Van asked.

Fiona didn't look at him but she only nodded.

Van didn't remove his hand from her arms. Instead he brought her closer and hugged her.

"Thank you Fiona." Van said.

Fiona didn't know what he meant. Wasn't he mad at her?

"Van, aren't you mad?" She softly asked.

Van separated himself from her and placed a hand on her cheek. "No. I had suspected that you were pregnant, but I understood my mistakes and I promised myself that if it was true that we had a child I wouldn't be mad." Van said with a smile.

Fiona was shock, but she managed to smile.

"So which of the children is mine?" Van asked.

Fiona didn't answer; instead she got up and walked towards the window.

"I can't tell you." Fiona said.

Van got up and went to her. "What?" He asked.

Fiona sighed and turned around. "I'm sorry, but I can't tell you. It's the only way to keep the other one safe." Fiona explained.

Van couldn't believe his ears. He accepted the fact that she had keep their child from him. But what he couldn't accept was that she was denying him the identity of his child!

"Fiona you have to be kidding me. You have to tell me which of the two my child is." Van demanded.

But Fiona refused to tell him. "I can't Van. Please understand that. Even though one of them isn't my blood I love both of them as if they were my own. I see no difference between them." Fiona stated. She just hoped Van would understand.

"I can't believe you Fiona! You have no right to do this!" Van yelled. She was not going to get away with this.

"I'm sorry." But she wasn't going back on what she said.

"At least does my child know about me?" Van asked.

Fiona nodded. "Actually Van, they both believe that you are their… father."

At this Van only stared at Fiona. "What?" Van asked shocked.

Fiona blushed and turned to face somewhere else. "I sort of told them that you are their father." Fiona said softly. She wondered how Van would take that fact that both children believe to be his. Fiona turned to look at him and said, "They obviously don't know about Nathalie or that man. They both think that I'm their biological mother so when it came to telling them about their father I told them that you are their father."

Van couldn't believe what he was hearing. He was happy to hear that his kid knew about him, but then the other one also thought that-"Wait, then why do they call Jason, daddy?" Van asked. Just the thought of his own child calling that man dad or even thinking of him as his father made his blood boil.

"Because I told them to. We have to pretend to be a family Van. So I told the kids to call him dad, all though they mostly see him as an uncle. Jason is hardly around." Fiona stated hoping this would ease Van's anger.

/Pretend to be a family, but why?/ "What's with all the lies Fiona. Why do you have to pretend to be a family?" Van asked getting more frustrated by her half truths.

"I told you Van. It's the only way to protect the child." Fiona said.

"You said that already! Protect the child from who?" Van asked raising his voice.

"I can't tell you. Please Van just leave it like that." She took hold if his hands and looked at him. "I'm begging you Van, don't ask me about that."

Van stared at her for a few moments and said, "Under one condition."

"What is it?" Fiona asked.

"Let me get close to them. I want them to know me, both of them." Seeing the confused look on Fiona he went on. "You said so yourself. They both believe that I'm their father so I might as well get to know the both of them, that's the least that I deserve since you don't want to tell me which one is mine."

Fiona thought about it and knew that he was right. "You're right Van. You have every right to do this. All I'm asking you is that you don't tell them about what I've told you about Nathalie. To them she doesn't exist. I'm their mother and you their father." Fiona said the last part softly. She felt weird saying that to him. /Our children./ Fiona thought.

"Don't worry. I will never do anything to hurt them." Van said and that made Fiona smile. She realized that she was still holding Van's hands and she quickly let them go.

"Fiona, what about Jason?" Van asked. He wanted to know exactly what he was in her life.

"What about him?" Fiona asked not catching what his question meant.

Van turned around and scratched his head. "Do you have a relationship with him?"

Fiona looked stunned but he didn't see it. /Could he still be…/ A small hope bloom in her heart even though her own thoughts were trying to cut it. /How could you even think that? It's been six years. He probably found someone else./ Yet a small hope was still there telling her that she may have another chance.

Seeing as she didn't answer he took it as a yes. /Figures. She's married to that guy, something had to happen. I just hope he treats her like she deserves./ Van thought.

"Van-" But a knock on the door interrupted her.

Van turned around and said, "Come in."

"Hey Van you need to come and check-" The woman stopped at seeing Fiona. She gave Van a look that said 'who is she?'

But Van ignored it. "What is it Lieutenant Chelsea?"

"You are needed at the control room." The woman known as Chelsea said.

"Is it urgent?" Van asked. He didn't want to go. He wanted to go talk with the children.

Chelsea looked doubtful, apparently she didn't trust Fiona. Fiona noticed this and said, "I'll leave you to attend this. The kids must be worried about me."

"Fiona wait." Van said as he took hold of her hand to prevent her from leaving. "You can talk freely Lieutenant. She is of my trust."

Chelsea only nodded. "You need to check the list of the people that were brought in. You also need to sign some authorizations and contact the other bases to have there info about the victims."

"Tell Captain Thomas to take care of it. As for the authorizations I will sign them later and I need to do something else first." Van said. He was still holding Fiona's hand; it seemed that if he let her go he would never see her or the children again.

"All right." Chelsea said. She gave Fiona a look that she couldn't decipher and left.

"Van if you are needed then you-" But Van had placed a finger on her lips. She was so tempted to kiss it but she restrained herself.

"Nothing is more important for me then to meet my children." Van stated. Pure honesty reflected in his eyes.

Fiona's heart jumped in joy at hearing this. "Okay." Was the only thing she was able to say. With Fiona's hand still in his he led her out of his room.

"Do you know where they are?" Van asked as they kept walking.

"In one of the rooms that the people being treated are placed." Fiona said. Van turned in one of the corners obviously going to were she said.

"I'm going to have you switch to one of the rooms over here." Van said. Those rooms were small and he wanted them in something bigger and comfier and also closer to him.

"It's all right Van. You don't need to do that." Fiona said but Van stopped and looked at her.

"I need to. I want you all to be more comfortable. Besides since you're staying here better make the best of it." Van said as he one again began to walk.

Before Fiona could even protest on the last part they had already gotten to the room were the children were. They opened the door and found Molly with the children.

"Mommy!" Both of them said as they ran towards Fiona.

"Hey." Fiona said. She smiled at both of them. Fiona felt the hand that Van was holding go cold. She turned to looked at him and knew that he was nervous.

"Hi mister." Little J said at recognizing Van.

"Hi." Van said. /Damn, I need to think of something better to tell them./

Molly just watched the scene wondering what was going to happen.

"So how have both of you been behaving? I hope you didn't bother Mrs. Shubaltz." Fiona said.

"Don't worry. You have a pair of angels." Molly said. "And please call me Molly; you make me sound like my mother in law."

"Okay." Fiona said as she smiled.

During this Van was able to study the children. Little J had short blonde hair just like Fiona and his eyes were sky blue. His skin was pale but a bit darker than Fiona's while the girl had black hair that reached to her shoulders with violet eyes which made her skin look even paler.

Fiona caught Van and knew what he was doing. /Maybe I should tell him which one is his./ Fiona thought.

"Kids listen. I have something very important to tell you." Fiona began to say. She took a deep breath as she saw that she had the children's attention. "Remember when I told you about you daddy?"

They both nodded. Their eyes lit up at the mention of him. "Well his here." Fiona said.

"Where?" Both of them asked.

Van smiled at seeing them so happy. Perhaps this wasn't going to be so hard at all.

Fiona also smiled.

"Kids meet your dad, Van Flyheight."


A/N: If you didn't read the note at the beginning pleaso go back and read it.

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