Hi all

Third and final fic in the set written for the 224th 500 word challenge issued by the 5x6ml.  Hope you enjoy.

Hope you all have a Happy Easter and enjoy the holiday!

Karina

Title: Looters and Thieves

Author: Karina

Rating: PG

Pairing: Heero

Notes:  Challenge 224.  Baby Series 4  #130.  Takes place two hours following Progress Reports.

Spoilers: None

Warnings: Extended Length

Many thanks to ShenLong Deb for her work betaing this set of fics.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine.

Title: Looters and Thieves

“Roger that, Control.  I am entering the shuttle terminal now for a final sweep.”

Heero glanced around him at the vast empty space that normally would be a hive of activity.  The terminal was deserted, the only people in evidence his own team.  They were to ensure that everyone had evacuated to the nearest designated shelter and then move on to the next terminal at the airport.  One terminal building at a time they needed to give the all clear to central control, and other than a few staff who were checking that kiosks and stores were locked securely, they had come across no one.  The terminal controllers met him as he entered the building and departed with him when they left, initiating the final lock down and then departing for the shelter themselves.

No one was fighting the evacuation now.  Word was beginning to circulate of the damage to Sweden and Norway and on the horizon the darkness of the oncoming storm was turning day to night.  The sea level was already rising, pushed by the wailing winds and were, in truth, only a fraction of what was yet to come.

There was the danger of looters and thieves who might brave the wild conditions, but Heero, in all honesty, hoped that anyone who tried it met their just desserts.  This was a killer storm and he personally wanted no part of it.  The real danger of looters would be after the storm.  In the aftermath of catastrophe there were always the ghouls who sought what was not theirs in the interests of making a quick and dishonest credit.

It was a massive space and searching every inch of the terminal would take more time than they had, given they had another three terminals and the hangers to check.  He inclined his head to the six members of his team kitted out with an impressive sensor array and modified goggles, and he set a brisk pace as they swept through the large space.  The heat sensors worn by the team members would pick up any living person and they could move quickly to move them along... and restrain them if it was suspected they were attempting to hide for nefarious means.

He wanted the job done speedily.  They still had the train station and three of its terminals to be searched and locked down, and he was not intending to be out and about any longer than necessary.  Before he returned to the palace he needed to clear his allocated sector of the city and he wanted to be certain that Relena was in secure lock down.  Not that he did not know that Milliardo would ensure exactly that.  It was the principle of the thing, after all.  He wanted to be in close proximity to her when the storm hit.

“Heat source detected, sir!  Three individuals.”

Heero ‘hnned’ and strode forward, peering at the screen held out toward him and he snorted softly.  The way they were huddled together did not exactly give him an ‘innocent’ impression.  At the present time they had done no wrong, they might well be stragglers who had no idea where they should be... but some days he wished he did not need to be so polite.

End

Karina Robertson  2013