Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Three Days In London ❯ Day Two ( Chapter 2 )

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Gundam Wing: 3 Days In London

Mobile Suit Gundam: Three
Days In London
By Eric Jacobson
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Disclaimer: I don't own any rights to Gundam Anything. Leave me alone. I'm not
worth suing.

Author's Note: Hmmm. No response to the first chapter... Oh well. Maybe this
one will get some notice. It doesn't matter, really, since this fic is for Megan,
that sweet young lady who never thought I'd take her joke this far. Surprise,
Megs. If you give me fodder for a story, I usually use it! Anyway, on to day
two...

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Day Two...

On Thursday, I awoke to the sounds of a bugle, blaring the "Wake Up"
notice across the south western section of the camp. I rolled out of bed and
slammed the window shut to drown out the noise, but it didn't help much at all.
It was too early for that sort of thing, but then again, such is what came with
military life. Though the previous night's events were an unexpected bonus.

After getting myself squared up in the bathroom and my uniform on, I made my
way downstairs for my morning briefing with Devon and Niles. I met up with them
in the conference room and immediately got down to business.

"What do you have for me, Dev?"

"Well, Saar, we're gonna have another 300 refugees comin' in teday, that's
based on a scoutin' report from the Mobile Suit unit in Wales. Most of 'em are
native islanders, but I dunna know if they'll be stationed in our area of the
camp."

"Alright. I'll talk to Commander Holmes later about that one. What else?"

In a rare show of sociability, Niles spoke up. "Yes, Sir. There seems to
be a latrine problem in C quadrant. Not enough of them, I think. I've already
contacted Sanitation, they're trucking in 5 more today, should curb that problem."

"Good. That's the last kind of problem we need."

"Well, Jon, yer not gonna be 'appy. That Lord Standish has been complainin'
again. Says he's gettin' mighty pissed at you cause you wonna upgrade his reservation."

"Lord Standish, eh? Why does he have to be such a pain in my ass?"

"Dunno, Jon. Who knows where we get these weirdos from. Blows me mind,
really."

"Oh well, I'll assume I'll be seeing him sometime today. He managed to
get in here last night and give me an earful, that's for sure. Anything else,
guys?"

"Nope. That's it as far as I can tell."

Niles simply shook his head no.

"Alright then. Let's get down to business, shall we?" We all packed
up our papers and headed out the door. Niles broke off to C Quadrant to oversee
the latrine issue, and Devon headed to the main square to begin the day's head
count. I myself made my way out to the edge of the camp to discuss border and
entry issues with the guards on duty.


Later on that day, I found myself sitting in front of the OQ, eating my lunch
rations and watching the people pass by on what had become their new daily routine.
As I watched, I tried to imagine being displaced as they had. My love for the
Mobile Suits would have doused my fear of them, but the daunting prospect of
OZ Rule with an iron fist seemed to me like reason enough.

The more I thought about it, the more I saw OZ as the true enemy. But still,
there were the Gundams to think about. Their guerilla war tactics against OZ,
sneak attacks, and even assassinations. It was tough to tell which was the true
evil, really. But day by day, and especially since I've spent time with the
Refugees, I began to see OZ for it's true colors.

As I finished my rations, I heard a voice calling my name.

"Lieutenant Leary! Over here!"

I looked in the direction I heard the voice come from, and saw Megan running
up to me, all smiles.

"Well good day to you, fair lady! How's it going?"

"Oh, not too bad. Father is still in his cranky mood, so I thought I'd
come out and try to find you."

"Heh. My dad used to be the same way, God love him. Have a seat."

Megan sat on the steps next to me and immediately rested her head on my shoulder.
"So what do you have to do today, Lieutenant?"

I was a bit taken back by her being so forward like that. But she must have
felt relaxed around me, and in this camp, that'd be a rare feeling in my opinion.
So I let it slide. "Well, I have to speak to one particular disgruntled
resident later, he's been a pain in my ass since I got here. Other than that,
I just have to do what I normally do."

"What's that?" She looked up at me with wide-eyed interest and smiled.

"Push a pencil. That's like 95% of what I do here. It's boring as hell,
but at least I know I'm doing something that will ultimately benefit our guests,
and that includes you."

"Then why don't you imagine doing all of this for just me?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, since I was a little girl, my mom always told me that someday I'd
meet a man that would do anything for me. One that would help me when I needed
it, and protect me from any harm. I still have yet to meet that guy, but I guess
I look at you that way. The brave soldier defending the little refugee girl."
She giggled a bit as she said that, and I had no choice but to smile.

"Well then, far be it from me to not grant a lovely young lady her one
wish."

"So you'll think of me, then?"

"Hell, I have been since I met you."

"Really?"

"Well, sure! It's not that often that I meet such a pretty girl in this
line of work. I'm always around the guys, fixing Mobile Suits and playing cards,
waiting for my chance to prove myself to Central Command. It gets boring after
a while. And then, you walked into my life. I haven't been able to get your
face out of my mind since then."

"Wow. I'm flattered." She shyed away from me, obviously not wanting
me to see her blush. When I was younger, my friends always fancied me as something
of a ladies man, but that slowly faded when I joined the local military. From
then on, I hadn't seen that many girls, so I didn't have a chance to work my
magic. But here, here was my chance to do something right, and this time, for
real.

"What are you doing after dark, Megan?"

"After dark? I'm not sure. Probably trying to get away from my father.
Chances are he'll be bitching and whining about the accommodations or something.
He always finds a reason to complain, and he does it louder than anyone I've
ever met."

"Well, if you can get away, I'd like to spend some time with you when I
get off duty. Would you be interested?"

She turned to me and smiled yet again, and this time, she let me see her blush.
She was so pretty when she smiled. It drove me crazy, honestly. But I had to
be a gentleman about things. The situation was too strange to do otherwise.

"You're awful quiet, kiddo."

She looked up at me and sighed. "I'd love to go, Jonathan. Shall I meet
you here, then?"

"Sure. I'll meet you here when I'm off, which should be around 8:30 tonight.
Sound like a plan?"

As if it couldn't get any bigger, her smile and her eyes grew like crazy as
she spoke. "I think we have a plan, Lieutenant. I'll see you at 8:30 tonight."

"I'm looking forward to it."

"Well, I should get going before father has a coronary. If he saw me hanging
around your headquarters, he'd probably use it as an excuse to come bother you."

"Sounds like your dad is a bit of a handful."

"Oh, he's more than that. But deep down he's a good man."

"He has to be. He gave life to you."

She simply blushed and smiled yet again. I don't think I'd ever seen someone
in such a situation so happy before. "That he did. I'll see you later,
Jonathan."

I just waved as she skipped off merrily. 'Wow.' I thought to myself. 'I never
thought I'd find someone like her in a place like this. I hate to say it, but
I hope she stays for a while. I think I might just have found something really
special.'

I had, and it wasn't over yet, but it was to end fairly soon. But then, such
is the sting of Destiny, the Hand of Fate slapping you upside the head and telling
you what's going to happen, whether you like it or not.


Around 3PM, I had the dubious pleasure, if you could call it that, of meeting
yet again with Lord Standish. The guard on duty informed me that he had arrived,
and I instructed him to send my guest into my office. As he went, I thought
ahead to my night with Megan. Where would I take her? There wasn't much to do
in a tent city. I resolved to take her into London that night and show her a
night on the town. It was at that moment that Lord Standish came barreling into
my office, great guns blazing.

"God damnit, Lieutenant. Why am I still living in a common tent?"

"I told you yesterday, Lord Standish. We don't give preferential treatment
to our refugees based on bloodline and status. That might have worked where
you come from, but here, everyone is equal. You'll just have to get used to
it. Have I made myself clear, or do I have to translate it into Snobbish for
you?"

"Why you insolent little..."

"Insolent little what, Standish? I am the ranking officer in charge of
this section of the camp. What I say goes here, and what I say are the orders
I was given by central command. Now you're more than welcome to leave and go
deal with OZ's occupation army all you'ld like. But personally, I wouldn't trust
those snakes any farther than I can throw one of their Taurus suits. So why
don't you just chill out and relax for once? There's no way you're getting an
upgrade, your own house, or even a room in a house at this point."

"Damnit, Leary, if you continue to talk down to me, I'm going to have to
report you to your superiors."

"Go ahead, Standish. They'll only tell you the same thing I've been telling
you since last night. They'll tell you that I'm following orders, and you'll
be turned down there, too. If you want that kind of treatment, then go be sympathetic
to OZ. I hear their Romafellar Foundation is made up of aristocrats and wannabes
like you, people who can't let go of on outdated system in favor of universal
equality."

"You know what, Leary, I just might. But I'm going to have a talk with
your commanding officers, and by god I will have you cleaning out troop toilets
by nightfall."

"If you manage to get that accomplished, Lord Pain In My Ass, I'll reccomend
to central that they give you my office to live in. But I'm pretty confident
you won't get anywhere."

"One of these days, Leary, I'll have my revenge on you and your local bunch
of ruffians."

"Is that a threat, Lord Standish?"

"It's a fucking promise, you low class moron..." With that, he turned
and left my office in a huff.

"God DAMNIT! What an uptight old fogey. Hope I don't turn out like him
when I get older." After a few sighs and rubbing my eyes to make sure they
weren't clouded due to the hot air Standish was spewing, I returned to filling
out paperwork, and returned to the thought of my night with Megan...


The day progressed without further incident, though the old latrines that Niles
had been sent to oversee the replacement of had a bit of a backup problem. That
created quite a stink. But the situation was cleared up relatively quickly,
and I returned to the OQ building around 7:45. After a quick shower, I got into
my dress uniform and readied myself for my date with Megan.

At 8:25, I headed out to the steps of the OQ to wait for Megan. But when I got
there, I found that she was already waiting for me.

"Well well. An Officer and a Gentleman. He shows up early for his outing.
I'm impressed." She giggled a bit and smiled at me, happy that I was finally
there.

"Well, I don't aim to disappoint. Shall we?" I held out my arm in
the traditional escort fashion, and she slipped her hand through the loop my
elbow made.

"I believe we shall. Where are we going?"

"Have you ever been in London? I mean, really in London?"

"I've heard stories about the city, but the closest I've ever been before
we came here was one of the suburbs. My father took us there shopping once.
But I've never been in the city itself."

"Well, my lady, tonight that all changes."

"Really?" Her eyes lit up with excitement and wonder, eager to see
what the city of London had to offer.

"Really. Tonight it's you, me, and the city by the Thames."

"Well what are we waiting for then? Let's go!" She started to run
towards town, dragging me behind for a moment. I finally managed to get us at
the same pace, and we walked towards the bright lights of London...


The night was like magic. The world stood still for her and I as we walked from
place to place, seeing what there was to see. The Tower of London, the Towers
Bridge, even 221B Baker Street, the legendary home of Sherlock Holmes. Buckingham
Palace, now the home of the Brittish Isle's Central Military Command. London
was one of those rare citys that managed to keep its old world charm, and kept
it well.

As we walked, she never let go of my hand. Dragging me this way and that, wanting
to look in one store window or another. It was truely grand, really. She was
like a kid in a candy store, it was almost as if this was the single most fun
night of her life.

We made our way back towards the camp, walking slowly so we could get as much
time together as possible. Along the way, we talked about what we hoped the
future would be like.

"I know the military isn't your first choice, Jonathan. What do you want
to do with your life after your tour is over?"

"I always thought about adapting Mobile Suits te serve humanity's needs,
really. Sure, their ultimate potential is as a military weapon, but why not
farming applications? Colony repair? Personal transportation, even. The Mobile
Suit has so many more possibilities. But the Military wants to keep them as
weapons. And it looks like OZ will try to get a strangle hold on that now, too."

"For a soldier, you sure have some big dreams."

"I guess so. But who knows what will happen, with this war and all."

"Why do people go to war, Jonathan?" She looked up at me, her eyes
filled with both wonder and fear. Noone liked war, except the war mongers themselves,
and she was frightened by the whole concept.

I, on the other hand, was at a loss. I didn't know why exactly that wars happened.
I wasn't a bit time soldier, only a local militia officer. "I really don't
know, Megan. Some want more power and will walk over anyone they can to get
it. With others, it might be over territory. Still others might go to war over
the smallest of things. A long time ago, alot of the world went to war because
an Arch Duke was murdered on a state visit to another country. There are alot
of reasons people go to war. But I don't see how any of them serve the betterment
of mankind. It just doesn't seem right."

Megan reached up and grabbed my arm, hugging it tightly. "I don't want
to be at war, Jonathan. I just want to find someone who will be with me untill
the day we die. I want to live a normal life, have children, attend social functions,
dance, sing, all the normal things people do. I don't want to live in the shadow
of a war. Too many innocent people die for the wrong reasons, and I'm afraid
I might be one of them. I'm scared, Jonathan..."

I put my free arm around her shoulder and pulled
her closer to me. "Someday, this war will be over. And you won't have to
be afraid. And while this war is still going on, I won't let anything happen
to you. As long as you're in my camp, you have nothing to fear."

"Well, it looks as if I might have found my knight in shining armor."

"I don't know about that, but I promise you that I'll do all I can for
you."

Nothing more was said that night as we walked back to the camp. I escorted her
to her tent and was ready to say goodnight.

"Well, here you are. I hope you had fun tonight. It's a rough thing to
do in a time like this, but I think we did alright."

"I had a wonderful time, Jonathan. But I really don't want to go back to
the tent. Father would have a fit if I came in at an hour like this, so I might
as well make the most of it."

"What do you mean?"

"Jonathan... Can I... Stay with you tonight?"

I took a step back and let her words sink in. She wanted to stay with me? I
can understand if she feels close to me because I'm in charge of defending her,
but stay with me? The debate raged quickly in my mind. What would my CO say?
What about Niles and Dev? And if her father found out, would he come after me?
But in the end, her smile and charm won out over my doubts.

"Yes, Come on, we'll head over to the OQ. But just for tonight. I don't
want either of us getting into any trouble just because we decided to have a
sleepover."

"Ever the thoughtful soldier, aren't you?" She took my arm yet again
and we walked over to the OQ building. After explaining to the guard that she
was my guest, we made our way up to my office, which also served as my bedroom.

Not a word was spoken, but actions sometimes speak louder than words. As I closed
the door, she immediately
rushed up to me and gave me the most passionate kiss I'd ever experienced. Bells,
whistles, alarms, they all went off in my head at once. But it was nothing compared
to what I felt next as we made our way over to my bed...

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Whew! Thought I was gonna have to go Lemon there for a second! But I'm a sap,
not a pervert. LOL. Anyway, it's once again Second 'R' time, and please remember
to be nice! Day Three will be out soon, so stay tuned! In the meantime, check
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