Author's Note: I wrote this partly because I'm a huge fan of Gundam Wing, but partly because there's just not a whole lot of fanfics about the happenings after Endless Waltz out there. I hope to follow through with all of the events that had occurred in the GW series and also in Endless Waltz consistently, and am trying to achieve a believable, realistic part two to the GW series. Also a quick note that this is NOT a yaoi story, and will not contain such content in the future of it's writing. So if you, like myself, are not a fan of those kinds of stories, then you'll enjoy this… probably.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of it's characters. All rights belong to it's original producers. I am making no profit on this writing.

Prologue:

Year 198 AC

"Miss Une, the second room to your right. He was a bit unstable this morning, but he seems to be doing better now. During his times of being delirious he had mentioned an Une… I'm hoping he was possibly referring to you." The doctor walking down the hall alongside Lady Une said.

The Former lieutenant nodded and closed her eyes, when she spoke her voice quivered slightly. "I'm hoping that he was too." She said softly.

Beside Lady Une strode a young red-headed girl, the girl she had taken in a year prior after the assassination of the girl's grandfather, Dakim Barton. The girl had believed herself to be an orphan after her grandfather died. Her mother died when she was two years old and she had never met her father – in fact, she had no idea who her father was up until two years ago when he had already died in the war – Treize Khushrenada.

Knowing Treize rather personally, Lady Une never heard Treize mention a daughter – she often wondered whether Treize knew himself that he had one. Unfortunately, she hadn't known of his daughter, Mariemaia until a year after his death, so she never got the chance to ask him. But ever since she learned of Mariemaia, she vowed to look after the girl as though she were her very own daughter – for Treize's sake.

Lady Une had been contacted earlier that week by a long-term rehab in colony L2, stating that about 6 months ago a man had been transferred to their clinic after being in several other intensive care units and hospitals. He had suffered from a severe accident in outerspace, which due to the time that the accident occurred around, they believed he possibly was a soldier during the war's final battle and had suffered his mobile suit being destroyed while inhabiting it. The man had a severe case of amnesia and many other serious physical conditions, however several times while he was still delirious before regaining consciousness for the first time he had mentioned someone named "Lady Une". They then contacted her, wondering if she knew him somehow. With her being the chief of the Preventors and once an OZ lieutenant, they believed she may have a bit of information on OZ soldiers and that perhaps she could possibly identify this man.

Lady Une's hopes were high, perhaps too high for her own good. Hundreds of their soldiers went missing in action that day, and it could be any one of those hundreds that they had found. But she hoped that possibly – just possibly, that this man that had survived might've been Treize. Of course she didn't tell Mariemaia of this just yet, she would've hated to get the girl's hopes up. She simply told her that she needed to identify a missing soldier for the hospital, and had taken Mariemaia with her to the colonies.

Her heart thundered in her chest as they approached the door to which the wounded soldier lay. As she reached out for the door handle she froze in fear. What if this wasn't Treize? She then would have to suffer his loss all over again. The doctor, not fully understanding her fear, half-laughed carelessly as he swung the door open for her.

"It's alright, Miss Une. My patient is already expecting you. I told him that a woman which quite possibly is an old friend would be arriving here today to see him."

Lady Une shook her head.

"Please know, doctor, that I might not be able to identify this patient. OZ lost many soldiers, many in which I did not even know myself. Please also understand that we are going by the assumption that this man indeed was a soldier either for OZ or the Unified Nation. He could very well be a soldier for the colonies, or even the White Fang."

The doctor nodded. "Yes, I am aware of that, Miss Une. Only I'd rather not go to that conclusion. For if you can't identify him, I'm not sure if there's anyone else out there that can."

Mariemaia looked at the two of them inquisitively, then braced Lady Une's hand as the two strode into the room.

The man which they had come to see was sitting in bed, showing great interest for the newspaper article he was reading and didn't even seem to notice them enter. Unless, perhaps he was used to people coming in his room frequently and the door opening was nothing out of the ordinary to him.

"Hello, I've brought this woman here to see you. Perhaps you know her?" The doctor asked.

Upon this, he immediately snapped his paper shut and looked upon his visitors with deep, familiar blue eyes.

Lady Une nearly gasped and fell to the floor. It was Treize! She knew it had to be him! She knew many people could resemble him, especially after such a traumatic accident, but she knew Treize, and had known him for several years. After seeing the man day in and day out, every day for years on end, she ought to be able to recognize him. His facial expressions were the very same, even his mannerism and gestures! Yet she tried not to let her real emotions out, it might rather disturb him.

When he looked up at her, his eyes lit up with a moment of what appeared to be recognition, then the same blankened look returned as he smiled warmly at her.

Lady Une, snapping herself out of her daze, stepped forward, extending out a hand to shake his.

"Greetings, I am Lady Une. Chief of the Preventors organization and a former OZ lieutenant."

At this, his eyes darted up to meet hers, that same look of recognition appearing in his eyes. He grasped her hand, eyes not moving from hers.

"Lady…?" He said with much confusion.

Lady Une's emotions got the better of her as tears began filling her eyes. How she had longed to hear his voice address her by that name once more!

Mariemaia then forced herself up in front of Lady Une to the wounded soldier's bedside. The man studied her curiously.

"And my name is Mariemaia Khushrenada." She informed him.

The man frowned, not at Mariemaia, but in concentration.

"That sounds so… Familiar. Khushrenada. It's almost as if I've said it many times." He said slowly, eyes still upon Mariemaia with much confusion.

The doctor interrupted. "There are a few former world leaders with the name Khushrenada. It's no wonder that perhaps you've heard of the name before."

"Perhaps." The man muttered, rather unconvinced.

Mariemaia gave him a bright smile and took a seat in the only available chair. "Or perhaps you knew my father, Treize Khushrenada. He was the one who led the war against the White Fang, you know." She told him, gently swinging her legs back and forth.

The man surveyed her for a long moment, then shook his head.

"I'm sorry, it seems to be that I cannot remember much of anything of my past… Or my life for that matter. I know it's there, and at times I can almost reach it – "He sighed, leaning back against the pillows. He then fixed his eyes on Lady Une. "It was the same way when I saw you, Lady. Seeing you, and hearing your voice…" He closed his eyes, wearing a dreamy expression on his face. "Almost brings back memories that I have long since forgotten."

A nurse had come in bearing chairs for both Lady Une and the doctor.

"Thank you." Lady Une said, smoothing down her skirt as she took a seat across from Mariemaia along the man's bedside.

The nurse smiled. "I figured that this might take awhile. Good luck." She said, adjusting something on his I.V., then exiting the room.

Lady Une clasped her hands in her lap, then focused her attention on the man who she was entirely certain was Treize.

"I believe I know who you are. If you will allow me to, I would love nothing more that to help you regain your memory." She said.

Treize smiled, reaching out to take one of Lady Une's hands.

"I would like that, Lady Une. Thank you."

Mariemaia was sitting on the couch in the hotel room that she and Lady Une both shared. The television was running in front of her, yet her eyes were fixed on her guardian who was sitting in an armchair, making important phone calls and transmitting messages to Earth. Once she hung up she sighed, staring at the carpeted floor for a long moment.

"You're always so busy all of the time." Mariemaia said. "You should get a vice president for your organization."

Lady Une looked up to meet the girl's eye.

"I have one, only he doesn't like to help me very often." Lady Une glanced out the window, then turned to face Mariemaia.

Mariemaia let out a soft laugh.

"Oh, you're talking about Milliardo Peacecraft, aren't you? I guess he's a little too preoccupied on trying to resurrect the Sanc Kingdom that he's neglecting his duties as a Preventor."

Lady Une shook her head. "If that were his only problem I would be grateful – But no, nevermind, he's coming here anyway."

Mariemaia blinked. "But why should he come? That doesn't make any sense."

"It makes perfect sense if he's coming to see his old friend that he believed to have died back when he nearly did." Lady Une said, a hint of impatience could be heard within her voice.

Mariemaia cocked her head. "You mean that patient?" She asked.

Lady Une put her head against her hand and sighed.

"Yes," She said slowly.

Mariemaia studied Lady Une long enough to realize that she was troubled about something.

"Lady Une, who was that patient?" She asked.

Lady Une remained silent a long moment, her hands curled into fists clenching her skirt. She didn't know how to tell her, or most of all, how to tell Treize. In fact, she had had no intention of telling Treize yet until he seemed a little less confused and more adjusted to the world around him. She thought it might come as a bit of a nasty shocker to find out that not only was he temporarily the leader of the Unified Nation, but that he had a daughter as well. It might be too much for him, and she wanted to start out slowly. Yet, she knew Mariemaia well enough that she wouldn't be able to keep it from her for much longer, and with Zechs on his way to the colony as well, there would be little to no way to keep it from her overall.

Lady Une sighed. "He is your father." She said shortly, almost agitated.

Mariemaia blinked in disbelief.

"My – My father? You mean, that's…"

"Treize Khushrenada, yes. Only he doesn't remember anything so please don't break this news to him just yet. Let me do it when the time and place is right."

Mariemaia, initially shocked and put in a daze that she had just met her father who she had believed to be dead for the first time that day, stood up. Rage surging through her veins as she clenched her fists.

"How dare you! He is my father, and I am his daughter! He has a right to know, how dare you wish to keep me a secret from him?"

To Mariemaia's surprise, tears began to roll down Lady Une's cheeks. Lady Une, from what Mariemaia had seen of her, was a strong woman, rarely did she ever see her cry. This instantly brought guilt to Mariemaia's heart. She ran to Lady Une and threw her arms around her in a tight embrace, tears beginning to stream from her eyes and down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean – I just –"Mariemaia stuttered disjointedly.

Lady Une returned the embrace, stroking Mariemaia's back as she buried her face into Mariemaia's shoulder.

"Perhaps you're right anyway." She said softly. "Maybe it would be best if he knew right away… For both of you."

I hope to update this story frequently, but due to a past commitment on another fanfic I'm not going to commit to updating very regularly. I will do it as fast as I can, as I'm rather eager to continue this story and probably won't be starting another fanfic until this one is completed, but life can make other plans for me so it make take me several weeks to put up the next chapter. Thank you for your patience, and hope you enjoyed this prologue!

As always, reviews are much appreciated. This is my first time writing in the GW region, so I'm curious to see what everyone thinks. Thank you so much!