"I don't care. Just ignore it. He's going to be ok. And expediency is a bitch and a whore and a cheap one at that.

"We . . . no you, just wanted to throw them all away. The only reason you didn't is I wouldn't let you. You had to have a scape goat and Heero was it. Now you leave the others alone, in fact you forget that they exist."

Relena had been getting louder and louder as she ranted. She was usualy so lady like and calm but when it came to the Gundam pilots she was upset from the get go. Now she was practically screaming.

"Here. Take the papers and lose them. File them under File Thirteen."

No one could hear what the aid said but it must have been annoying to Relena as her reply was incendiary ending with, "Fuck that. I'm not a lady, I'm a royal and we're never crude, you jackass. Now anything else that crosses my desk about Heero Yuy is private and if you read or even open it you'll find yourself living in a box. Duo says it's better than the streets and he ought to know. Now get out."

Relena spent a few minutes rearranging her desk, something she did when she was in need of mindless soothing activity. While she did that she grumbled. "If I can't have him, Duo should. They're in love so bad it hurts. It's not fair. They tried so hard, fought so desperately. I'm making sure that they get every chance to have the best life they can. Damnit. I wish 'they' would just go away." She sat down and put her head in her hands, thinking hard.

When she was finished thinking the actions she took effectively deleted any mention of war crimes from each pilots records and most of the references in public records. What remained were mission specifications and a few veiled references to their treatment at the hands of Oz and White Fang.