I don't own GW, and I make no money. The lyrics below are from the song "clean" by Incubus, and I don't claim them, either! :)

Deep Play, Chapter 7
by Caliko

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You'd feel better if you vent, put your

frustrations into four letter words

and let them out on mine, the most

weathered ears in town.

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"Chang." She looked at him through the iron bars, her calm facade holding firm. He could see the wild rage leaking out through her eyes, but all else was still. Her blond hair was pulled into a pony tail on the top of her head, cascading down her neck in tossed ringlets. Her arms were crossed under her magnificent bosom, with her legs spread for balance.

He grinned, wondering if she was aware of the picture she presented, standing there in her bathing suit. If she was trying to intimidate him, she was failing.

"Po." Wu smirked, ignoring the threat that lay underneath his name.

"Let me out!" Sally ordered, losing a bit more of that control that she was famous for.

"Well, my love, I can't do that. It's not safe for you to be running around until this case is over with. After all, you were with me at Cecil Corporation, so now you are a target as well."

"Bull shit!" She said, causing Wufei's eyebrows to raise.

"The truth, then? I can't trust you to stay in the sidelines. You are not happy unless you are in the middle of things!" He started speaking low, but ended up shouting.

"It's my duty!" Sally answered. "I'm supposed to keep the peace!"

"Right now, your duty lies in taking care of my child! I don't care how angry you are with me!" Wu drew himself up to his full height, "I will do what ever it takes to make sure that you stay safe, including locking you up."

"Romantic thought, Wu, but it won't work in real life! You have no business doing this! It's kidnapping!"

"No it's not. It's protective custody. There is a precedent, and as I said, you are a potential target. Zechs signed the papers."

"That rat." Sally hissed, "No wonder he's been staying out of my way."

Wufei breathed a sigh of relief, glad that the Woman's anger was directed elsewhere for now.

"Sally, I have to go drop some papers off to Lady Une. I'll be back in a few hours." He said, taking advantage of her dwindling anger. "Do you need anything from home?"

She visualized daggers going into his forehead, and turned her back, refusing to look at him.

"Don't be childish! It will only be for a couple of weeks!" Wu ordered, growling with exasperation when she refused to turn around. "Fine! Whatever! I'll leave you to your pouting! I have a job to do!" He said, twisting the knife as he left.

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Meanwhile:

Bethany stared at the tall Arab in her office, unsure if she should trust him. His scruffy appearance aside, he didn't look like a traitor. Yet, it was well known that he had a score to settle with Chang. What wasn't well known.. was why? Why would he leave the Winner brat's employ? He was a valued servant, well respected, and loved, even. So.. why was he here?

"Tell me, Rasheed, isn't it? Hmm.. Tell me why you were dismissed from your last position."

"It was a misunderstanding, Mistress. Master Quatre thought that I was trying to rape his sister." The maganac leaned forward, and ducked his head.

"I see." she drawled slowly. "I suppose it was a misunderstanding?"

"Yes, Ma'am! I was dating Miss Winner, but she didn't want her brother to know just yet. Chang Wufei appeared at the wrong moment, and seen us in a rather.. embarrassing position. He dragged me down to Master Quatre's office, and insisted that I be let go. I can't blame Master Quatre! I would have done the same in the situation.. but.. Chang didn't even ASK me what was going on!"

"Hmm.. Mister Chang IS a well known hot head. I will tell you what I will do. I will hire you on a probationary basis. I need someone in charge of security in the north american office. If you do a good job there, I might have something more important later on."

Rasheed stood up, and forced himself to look grateful.

"Thank you, Ms. Cecil. I will report in tomorrow."

"I'm sure. See the receptionist on the way out. She'll get you an ID, and help you fill out the paperwork." She waited for a few minutes, then said, "You can go now."

"What? Oh! Of course!"
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Meanwhile

Quatre sat in the van, listening to the entire conversation, laughing so hard he was near tears.

"Oh! As if I would have fired him! I would have made him MARRY her! It would have been one more sister out of my house!" He chortled. "Trowa, you don't know what it's like living with so many women!"

"Don't worry. Eventually, they will all move out." Trowa patted his shoulder, commiserating.

"Trowa? How would you like to go out with one of my sisters?"

"Don't even try it, Quatre!"

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Wufei looked through the bars, immediately spotting Sally lying in the bed, asleep. dialing the code into the keypad, he waited as the bars silently slid up into the ceiling. Seconds later, they were back in place, and Wu was standing over her, watching over his woman.

Stripping down, he climbed into bed, smiling as she curled up into him and tucked her head under his chin. A mumbled, "You're late, Wu." and she was once again asleep.

He kissed the top of her head, and followed her into sleep, knowing that he was forgiven.. for now.

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