Code Name: Heero Yuy

Code Name: Heero Yuy (Part V)

Serious ficcish thing by Cat Who

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. I know that. Don't sue me, etc.

Well, Yuy, you've really done it this time.

The jail cell was clean and comfortable -- he'd been in much worse in his lifetime. Contrary to popular belief, most modern jails weren't nasty dungeon-like affairs with dripping water and rat skeletons. They were, like this one in Atlanta, rather new and well-kept, smelling less of urine and more of lemon cleaner. But they were always dim. The dimmer the cell, the more fear the occupant would feel.

"Heero!" a familiar voice cried. Oh, damn, it was Relena. She'd be hurt by this far more than he would.

He heard the patter of her feet, and saw her tear around the corner, skidding to a halt in front of his cell. She was wearing a pretty navy powersuit, one that showed off her legs to their best advantage. Heero made himself steer away from carnal thoughts, and he focused on looking as cool as he could in his rather embarassing situation.

"Heero, they're saying you broke into the Center for Disease Control in Atlanta!"

"I did."

"I can't believe they would accuse you of such a ridiculous -- what?"

"I said, I did."

"But why, Heero?" she cried.

Heero sighed. He couldn't explain it all to her, not yet. He closed his eyes, unable to look at her face. He'd wanted to share his secret to her after he'd solved it all himself. Right now he'd gone off on a tangent; he hadn't even been searching for his family, but for that of a man who'd been dead for twenty seven years.

"Heero." Her voice was soft, and understanding. "I shouldn't have asked that. But I'd have been able to get you in there for whatever reason, I'm sure..." she trailed off. "I'll wait until you're ready to tell me, Heero. I"ll wait for you."

Heero was still unable to look at her, but he could feel her love reflecting off him, even with the jail bars separating them. Connections. There was a connection between them, call it love, call it friendship, call it kindred souls. They were connected by the heart.

Just as there was a connection between him and the real Heero Yuy beyond their names.

An officer came and escorted Relena off to the side, no doubt haggling over bail and potential jail terms for breaking into the CDC. A third set of footsteps approached his cell. Heero glanced up again, and was very surprised at who he saw.

Inverness.

"What do you want?" he asked dully. The PI was back into his normal outfit -- black trenchcoat, heavy scarf, a large broadbrimmed hat so that only his eyes shone amidst the darkness.

"I wanted to apologize," Inverness said in a low voice.

"Save your breath," Heero snorted, staring at the wall.

"I'm serious, Yuy. Even a PI has to have a day job, and this one gives me access to some very handy information. It's both our rotten luck that you chose to break into the CDC during my shift -- the guard at the gate asked me to keep an eye on you. Once I saw you with the files, I had to make a move, or I'd be in trouble."

Heero said nothing.

"The good news is that Relena is passing around a lot of money to keep this quiet, and I've pulled a few strings as well. No one outside of the CDC and the Atlanta sherriff's department should ever hear about any of it."

Heero breathed a mental sigh of relief. He'd never forgive himself if Relena's career was harmed due to his stupidity.

"Are you going to say anything at all?"

After a moment of thought, Heero spoke. "Fuck you."

Inverness laughed then, a grear rolling laugh that escaped from his black mantle in waves, so that the clothing about him shook. Heero remembered Trowa laughing in much the same way, after he'd pretty much brought Heero back from the dead all those years ago. It was a laughter that released all the tension, all the fear, and all the anxiety from a person. Heero felt himself smile. It was going to be all right, after all.

***

"Are you all right, Heero? They didn't beat you or anything?"

He and Relena were walking arm in arm toward her private jet, which had carried her from the Sank Palace in northern Europe to Atlanta the instant she'd heard of his arrest. She clutched a briefcase in her other hand, which Heero suspected had a lot less cash in it than it had had a few hours earlier.

"No, Relena, they didn't beat me. The war is over. They don't beat people in jails anymore." As smart as Relena was, she'd been more than a little naive during the war. Truth be told, he hadn't been abused too much, even in the clutches of the various different factions. War was war, but even so, people were people. Only truly sadistic men liked to torture their defeated enemies for anything more than just information.

"Well, that's good. I'm glad." She squeezed his arm, then remembered something. "Oh, by the way, that funny man in black handed me a package that he said was for you."

Heero stopped dead in his tracks, dropped her arm, and stared at Relena. "A package?" Could Inverness have really...?

Relena nodded, and dug through her briefcase, producing a manila envelope taped firmly over the ends. "What's in it?"

"What I broke into the CDC for," Heero said, his voice cracking with emotion.

"What you..." Relena gazed at the envelope, unable to tear her eyes away from the seductive tan sleeve.

His fingers trembling, Heero opened it, right there outside the CDC, their plane only a few feet away. The news article with the photograph of Hiroshi Yuy was right on top.

"Why, it's you!" Relena exclaimed, pointing to Hiroshi Yuy. "But who are all these other people?"

It's...me?

"Oh my God."

"What Heero?"

"It is me. No, no, it's not me. It's...it's my father."

"Heero...?"

"Come on," he said, carefully slipping the picture back into the envelope and grabbing her hand. "We've got to go see Sally Po." Inverness had put DNA sample of Akima Yuy in the envelope as well, but it would only prove what he now knew.

****

"It's a match, all right," Sally Po said in the Preventer's Headquarters, in Luxembourg, as she held up two small squares of genetic marker paper. Heero and Relena had flown directly there from Atlanta, and coerced Sally into running a DNA analysis of Heero and Akima Yuy. "There's no doubt about it. She was either your mother, or someone else just as close."

Heero was sitting against the lab wall, staring at the ceiling, still in shock over his revelation. "It all makes so much sense now," he murmered, half to himself.

"What does, Heero?" Relena asked, concern rippling through her voice. "I still don't understand what's going on."

"I'm Heero Yuy's nephew."

"What?" Sally Po dropped her clipboard, she was so surprised.

"I'm the son of Hiroshi and Akima Yuy. Akima Yuy was Heero Yuy's sister. She died giving birth to a child -- to me -- on Colony One."

"But..." Relena trailed off. "You said you were raised by Odin Lowe."

"I was. Odin Lowe killed my uncle. He must have felt guilty for taking away the only family I would have had left before I even had a chance to meet him... he raised me as his own son, instead..." Heero was not surprised to feel tears coursing down his cheeks. Relena, although still naive in many ways, knew that what he needed most at the moment was a hug.

"I'm glad," she whispered as he sobbed onto her shoulder. "I'm glad you've found your family."

"And all this time I thought it was just a code name," Heero said, laughing through his tears. "It's my real name. I finally have a real name..."

Sally quietly exited the lab, leaving the precious records of Heero's mother on the table, so that they could pick them up later.

Heero's tears eventually ran dry, and he sadly brushed at the shoulder of her power suit. "I'm sorry, Relena. I cried all over your blazer."

Relena smiled back. "It's okay. I'm just glad you're okay. Come on, Heero. Let's go home." She held out her hand, and he gratefully took it.

I'm no longer a stranger, Heero thought numbly as the walked out to the airfield behind the Headquarters. I'm finally a real person. I've got an identity. And yet, I don't feel all that different. I'm still me. Heero Yuy. The Perfect Soldier.

And deep down, Heero suddenly realized that Doctor J had known, too, somehow. And Heero smiled to himself. Code name, Heero Yuy, indeed.

The end!

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