Note: Anything in italics is past memories

Finding Destiny

Chapter 32

Looking around the bedroom that had been theirs, she knew that she no longer belonged there. This wasn't her world, her life anymore. The polished wood and leather no longer suited her. Everything seemed sterile, like an expensive hospital waiting area decorated by a designer who would never know the patients. The bedroom looked like a hotel room where no one had ever lived.

She pulled an oversize sweatshirt and a pair of stretch pants from the back of her closet, tossed them on the bed and went into the shower.

Lined along the shelves were all her perfumes that had been part of her daily routine, her makeup and brushes and her jewelry. She had half expected them to be gone, removed by Lacus or Kira, who thought they were doing Athrun a favor. But everything was exactly the same as it had been the day she left.

Only she had chanced. All her things might be in the right place, but she no longer was. She felt as if she was moving through a stranger's home. But there was where Athrun lived. The rooms were still part of him. He had been the one who wanted to move to a house, to raise a family.

Cagalli closed her eyes, knowing if she left this place, she would be leaving him too.

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"Is something wrong?" Tarak asked, taking his eyes away from the television to face Estelle.

"It's weird," Estelle replied sadly, "I finally have my mother back. Bu….."

"I know what you mean. Aunt Cagalli is finally backed home," Tarak said, "But for some odd reason, I can't shake the feeling that she isn't the same person."

Smiling softly, Estelle cast her eyes on television screen, "To think she was alive this entire time and imagining everything she had to go through, to stay hidden."

"To keep Uncle Athrun alive," Tarak finished quietly.

Snorting softly, Estelle shook her quickly, clearing uncertain thoughts from her mind. "I can still remember the newspaper the morning after the bombing. Minister Zala Killed in Bombing. My world came crushing down, Tarak."

"Estelle."

"Excuse me for a second," Estelle replied, as she pushed herself off from the bed, and walked out of the room.

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"Athrun, how much longer is this going to take?" Cagalli asked.

"What?" Athrun asked surprised.

"This election, was it really necessary for you to run for Chancellor?" Cagalli asked growing angry.

"Cagalli, we been through this." Athrun replied sounding tired of the conversation.

"I know that, but seriouslyAthrun, you been away for so long. And usually, you tend to stay here for a day or two and head back to PLANT once more." Cagalli continued.

"Cagalli," Athrun started, "You know as much as I do, that I hate being away from you and Estelle. But it can't be help."

"So why can't we just move there then?"

"Because," Athrun stall.

"Is it because you just don't want us there? Is it because you are getting sick of seeing us?" Cagalli continued, getting upset.

"Cagalli, you are over exaggerating again." Athrun pointed out.

"JUST FORGET IT THEN ATHRUN ZALA!" Cagalli yelled into the phone.

"Calm down Cagalli."

"GOODBYE ATHRUN!" Cagalli screamed, slamming the phone done.

Opening her eyes slowly, Cagalli smiled sadly at the past memory. Stepping out of the shower, Cagalli felt somewhat refreshed. It was good to take a shower, without the consent need to look behind your shoulder.

Walking into the bedroom, Cagalli suddenly stopped as she gaze lingered on the figure sitting on the edge of the bed. Neither spoke a word nor moved. Emerald gaze lingered on Cagalli, until the figure slowly closed their eyes. Getting up slowly, the figured made its way toward Cagalli and stopped when it was only a foot away.

Watching in silence, Cagalli continue to watch the figure in silence. The next thing Cagalli knew, she was in a warm embrace. "You don't know how much I missed you," the figure whispered softly.

"I can only imagine," Cagalli replied softly, as she return the hug. Feeling the figure beginning to shake, Cagalli pushed back. "There is no need to cry."

"But…"

"I'm back," Cagalli said confidently, "And I'm not going anywhere."

Then out of nowhere, the figure leaned in and gave a soft kiss on her check. Pulling back, amber eyes gazed into the emerald. "What was that for?" Cagalli asked.

"You have no idea how long I regretted never giving you that kiss goodbye."

"All right then. See you later Mom." Estelle said, walking inside the house.

"No kiss?" Cagalli asked, surprised

Turning around to face her, Estelle winked. "You're only going to be gone for probably 3 hours."

Smiling, Cagalli watched her walk away.

Pulling her daughter in, Cagalli held her in a tight embrace.

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Throwing the paper on top of the table, Dearka looked down at his partner. "We did it."

Looking down at the paper, Miriallia frowned. "At what cost?"

"Look, I'm not happy at how things turned out. The shooting, the suffering and the pain that everyone had to go through, but at least we have Cagalli back," Dearka replied.

"We got Cagalli back," Miriallia answered, "At the cost of another."

Looking around the office, Dearka sighed. "Mir…."

"I'm sorry, it's just that…..everything got so messed up."

Picking up the newspaper, from the desk, Dearka looked at the headline. "Yuli Amarifi Arrested After Chaotic Night."

"I hope they lock him up and throw the key out," Miriallia said angry, "He is the cause of all of this." Getting up from her seat, she grabbed her mug, and walked away.

Watching her go, Dearka frowned, "The cause of this started long ago Mir, you just have no idea."

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Walking the streets of Orb, has been something that has grown accustom to me, ever since I was a child. The thought of growing up without a mother and father doesn't bother me anymore, as it is something I have grown accustom to as well.

All my life, I assumed that my parent abandon me. And deep down, as much as that pained me, it was for the best. It gave me the power to be angry at them and hate them and wanting nothing to do with them.

"The wall never did any harm to you, so why are you hitting it?" a female voice asked.

Turning around, I quickly took noticed of a middle-aged woman with shoulder length brown hair who was smiling warmly.

Looking at her carefully, I felt this sense of familiarity rise within me. "Do I know you?"

Looking at me from top to bottom she shook her head, "Not that I know of." Frowning slightly at me she added, "Yet you do look familiar. What is your name?"

"Jeegi," I replied casually.

Lifting up her eyebrow, she asked, "Your last name would be?"

"I don't have one," I replied quickly. "I have no family. The streets are my home."

That woman…..

"I still think you're crazy," I muttered under my breath.

"At least I'm not the one who punched the wall for no obvious reason," she retorted mockingly.

The moment I meet her, deep down I had the feeling that I knew her.

It was weird. Normally I wouldn't go with a complete stranger.

"Thank you Mrs….."

"It's Miss. MurrueRamius."

Murrue Ramius, Captain of the Archangel.

Could it be true?

"Jeegi!" a woman yelled from afar.

Looking back, Jeegi noticed MurrueRamius running towards him. At a time like this, she came out of nowhere.

"I've been looking all over for you," she replied, as she tried to catch her breath.

"Why?" Jeegi asked, unsure.

Studying him, Murrue smiled softly. "I'm surprised I never noticed this the first time I meet you."

"What….?"

"You are my son, my lost son…." Murrue replied, as she quickly grabbed him and pulled him into a tigh hug.

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Author's Note:

Short I know, but at least it's a update after 470957095723095 days. I'll try to get the next chapter up soon.

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