The final preparations on loading the Gundams were done early, so they left an hour ahead of time. There was nothing strange, except for the fact that six large trucks were going to supposedly the middle of nowhere, the head being drove by a fourteen year old and the rest by fifteen year olds.

But after an hour or so, they ended up at their final destination. With Kris's help, all the Gundams got into the large carrier, along with ten mobile suits that has been there for a while.

"What are those for?" Heero asked.

"Basically the only reason why I come to Earth," Kris answered as she dropped from PeaceMaker. "Dr. Nathanial buys them from a manufacturer here on Earth and gets me to pick them up for him. I'm the only one he trusts on the Silver Flight, he told me."

"Why do you think he says that," Duo said as he came up behind her.

Kris turned her now one green and one blue eyes toward him. "He found me when I was two and I've been working with him ever since. He found Kento as a Gundam Pilot five years back, along with most of everyone on Silver Flight." She took a breath and looked at all six Gundams. "I am second in command on Silver Flight and I'm like a daughter to him."

Kris climbed into the cockpit of the space carrier and put on a pair of head phones with a speaker-mike. "Silver Eyes online." The control board lit up with a furry of lights. She pressed a few buttons and glanced back to make sure that Heero, Duo, Trowa, Quatre, and Wufei were all strapped in and had on the proper flight outfits and helmets, all black. Then she removed the head phones and place on her own silver helmet.

"Can everyone hear me fine?" she asked. Everyone nodded. "Good. Silver Eyes to control, do we have clearance?"

"You have clearance, Krista," replied the man at the base. "Up is go, on your command."

"Thank you. Engines hot."

Quatre felt a low rumble come off the floor as Duo turned to him. "Is she crazy?" he said, leaning slightly forward. "You can't control a space craft with your voice."

"Fire!" Duo was thrown back as the space carrier sped up and vaulted into the air. After about fifteen minutes of silence, the craft made it out of Earth's atmosphere. Kris pressed a button. "Silver Flight, this is pilot Silver Eyes."

"Acknowledge, Silver Eyes. Welcome back to space."

"Have five extra rooms prepared for our guests, Silver Flight. And send out Metallic Destiny with it's pilot to meet us half-way."

"Very well, Silver."

"Silver Eyes out." Kris released the button and pulled off the silver helmet. Her platinum-white hair floated in the somewhat weightless enviroment. "I can not fully control the craft with my voice. My helmet has a device in it that links my brain waves with the computer to give me verbal control."

Kris took the restraints off and floated to the cockpit entrance. "It'll be a few hours before we get to Silver Flight. You can get some rest in the mean time if you want." She threw a glance at both Quatre and Heero. Heero was as calm as ever, while Quatre felt his cheeks burn with humiliation. "I'll be checking on the mobile suits."

The space carrier met Metallic Destiny half way to Silver Flight. And much like PeaceMaker, Destiny was dark blue and silver, but it had more dark blue. The carrier dock ino a large hanger filled with mobile suits and military personnel.

Kris jumped out and walked to someone around the age of twenty-five. Quatre was about to follow when someone restrained him by placing an arm in front of him. It was Kento, dressed in a black, long sleeve shirt and khaki pants. He shook his head.

Quatre turned back to the verbal assualt that the older man was giving Kris, who just stood calmly, silver helmet under her arm. Suddenly, the man right-out slapped Kris on the cheek! Her head turned with the blow, but otherwise she did not move.

The man stormed off, muttering, and Quatre ran up to Kris. "Who was that?"

"Our superior, Commander Whitim," Kento said as he walked up. Heero, Duo, Trowa, and Wufei were not far behind.

"Your commander, Kento, not mine." She turned and looked as Whitim disappeared from sight. "He said one more flaw like that, and he'll personally see me away from here."

"One more flaw like what?" Wufei asked.

"Oh, bring you five up here."

"Injustice!"

"Not really," Kris muttered. "I'll fire him before he'll be able to see me away if he makes another flaw like that." She shook her head, making her silver braided hair ending up over her shoulder. "Did he give you any grief, Kento?"

"No. He yelled at a bunch of others, but not me or Dr. Nathanial. Speaking of Dr. Nathanial. . ."

Kris and the others turned and followed Kento's gaze to see a thirty-two year old man walking toward them, his long, light brown hair pulled back into a small ponytail and his warm brown eyes shining.

He enveloped Kris in a large hug. Quatre, for some reason, felt jealous. "It's nice to see you back, Krista," he said.

"This is not the time for hugs," Kris muttered through clenched teeth.

Dr. Nathanial let go. "Sorry to embarrass you in front of your friends." He glanced at the newcomers. He smiled warmly at Quatre, then turned his attention back to Kris. "I need you to unload PeaceMaker and download the battle data of all the fights you've been in on Earth. And help get the other mobile suits off when you're done, will ya?"

Kris nodded. "Yes sir."

Heero, Duo, Trowa, Wufei, and Kento went with her and Quatre began to follow when Dr. Nathanial steered him away. Quatre looked up and saw the older man smiling. "Do you like Krista?" he asked softly.

"I. . . uh I. . ." Quatre stuttered over his words, feeling somewhat embarrassed. "Yeah," he finally mumbled.

Dr. Nathanial smiled wider. "I can tell they way you looked at her after the verbal beating Whitim gave her, along with the physical. And I know for a fact that Krista mirrors your feelings back to you."

"What?"

"She shares the same feeling for you as you do for her."

"How can you tell?"

"By the way she looks at you, acts around you, talks to you." Dr. Nathanial looked behind him and Quatre followed his gaze. Kris sat in the Gundam cockpit, transferring data. Quatre caught her eye and she gave the slightest bit of a smile before she quickly turned her head away. "I figured if I hired a boy around her age, she will loosen up a bit, show a bit of the child I first met. Only after a few days of knowing Kento or any other young males that came in to pilot the mobile suits, she clamped down tighter."

"When I first heard her voice, thought she was a guy."

Dr. Nathanial nodded. "She tries to sound like that in battle. She hates war and always grieves for those who she killed. She cries silently and leaves her trademark symbol."

"Symbol?"

"A single silver rose. She says it the only thing she remembers of her parents." Dr. Nathanial sighed. "You're a smart, kind boy, Quatre. Never lose that."

He walked off to leave Quatre to his thoughts. *I am second in command on Silver Flight and I'm like a daughter to him.* Kris's words came back to him. Dr. Nathanial truely saw Kris as his own daughter.

"Hey Quatre!" Duo called out. "Will ya get your Gundam off of the carrier? It's blocking all the others."

Quatre smiled and walked over to help.

"Hey Kris!"

Kris shook herself out of her trance. "Huh?"

Quatre walked up beside her and slid an arm around her waist. "What's wrong?"

"Oh nothing." She looked back up at what's in front of her, PeaceMaker. "I just have a feeling that this will be the last time I see this Gundam."

Suddenly, the whole place shook violently and Kris was thrown off her feet. Quatre caught her before she hit the floor. A loud siren rang through Silver Flight.

"Oh no!" Kris took off running and Quatre followed.

"What is it?"

"Oz! They're attacking Silver Flight! Get changed into a space suit and get into Sandrock!" Before Kris intered the women changing room, Quatre grabbed her arm. "Wha-"

She was cut off abruptly as Quatre kissed her, long and hard. After they parted, Quatre saw her eyes wide with surprise. "I have a feeling that I won't be seeing you for a while."

Kris's silver eyes softened for a moment. She gave Quatre one last look before entering the room.

Kris activated the controls of PeaceMaker and blinking lights lit up the cockpit. "Began transmission," she said.

She glance at the view screens and saw six other Gundams leave, along with twenty mobile suits. *I have a feeling that I won't be seeing you for a while.* Quatre's words rang through her head as she exited Silver Flight and she know he was right.

"Silver?" a sing-sing voice rang through her earphones. "You awake?"

"Uh, yeah Kento. Just checking over-" A loud rang went through the cockpit. "PeaceMaker counts ten mobile dolls and more are coming!"

Kento cused, along with Duo. They said the exact same words at the exact same time. It would of been funny if they weren't about to go into battle. Kris's eyes suddenly went out of focus and she felt dizzy.

Something hit her Gundam and exploded.

"Silver!" Quatre cried.

Kris spun her Gundam and shot at the enemy with her beam cannon on full high. The mobile doll exploded. Her mind went from dizzy to battle mode like when she usually fights.

She lost total focus of the real world. Suddenly, electricity coursed through her body. "Aaahhhh!"

"Silver! Silver Flight! What happened?!" Kris could hear Quatre's frantic voice through the now messed-up comm-system. She glanced at the clock and it said she's been fighting for over thirty minutes.

"PeaceMaker has lost eighty percent maneuverability and power."

Kris could still feel pain course through her body as she press a few buttons. "Activate the self-destruct and detonate on my command PeaceMaker. All we. . . could do now. . . is to rid the others. . . of the rest of. . . enemy."

The inside of the cockpit began to blink red. A small button rose beside her right hand. "Good-bye. . . my friends."

"NO! Don't do it PeaceMaker! There are very few left!"

The small button retracted and Kris looked at it in confusion. Then it hit her. PeaceMaker recorded and approved Quatre a voice ID for itself.

"Thank you Quatre," Kris whispered. Suddenly, a loud rang went through the comm-system. She knew what that meant. "Everyone get out of here! PeaceMaker's going to-"

PeaceMaker blew before Kris could finish her sentence. Quatre's heart contracted in pain. "NOOO! KRISTA!"

"Everyone get back to the Silver Flight quickly," Dr. Nathanial's voice said calmly.

"But what about Kris?!"

"She still might be alive, but only if you get back here."

Within minutes, the six remaining Gundams docked and Quatre quickly jumped out. He quickly ran toward Dr. Nathanial. "She's still alive, but barely," he said.

All of the pilots followed the older man to Silver Flight command room. On the screen was where the recent battle had taken place. Near the middle of the screen was a small blip.

"There's a transmitter placed in the back of her neck that activates if an emergency happens. It moniters her life signs."

"I'm going out!" Quatre said and spun on his heals.

Dr. Nathanial laid a hand on Quatre's shoulder. "Your Sandrock doesn't have very much space maneuverability to get through the debris. But I have a new Gundam that is perfect." Dr. Nathanial led them a very short distance and stopped in front of a door. He looked at Quatre. "State your name."

"Quatre Raberba Winner."

"Access approved." The door swung open to reveal a brand new, never used before Gundam, all silver and white, with hints of blue here and there. Large, angel like wings were fold together on the back to create room in the hanger and Quatre could see booster jets on the shoulder pads, also folded down over the arms to create room. The Gundam was strangely beautiful.

"This is Silver Phantom. Take it and bring Krista back."

After fifteen minutes of frantic searching, Quatre found Kris's body and brought it back into the cockpit of the new Gundam. Quatre pulled the silver helmet off of Kris and placed a hand on her cheek. Her skin was like ice to the touch, but she was breathing.

"Silver Flight. I've found Silver Eyes. She's barely alive."

"Bring her back immediately, Quatre," Dr. Nathanial said, his voice full of worry.

"Will do."

"What's the news on Kris?" Kento asked as Quatre walked into the mess hall where the other Gundam Pilots sat ever since the battle.

Quatre looked up, somewhat startled. "What? Oh, they say she'll be fine, but she's in a coma right now." The other pilots look aghast. "The life support systems on her suit lost power from an electric shock she recieved during battle and she nearly froze and suffocated out there."

"God I hope she's okay," Duo muttered, placing his head on his arms.

"It serves her right," Whitim said, marching in. His pale face didn't have a trace of emotion on it. "After all she did, putting the Silver Flight in great danger and finally when Oz attacked. She should be worse off than now for all the trouble."

Heero and Trowa stared at the older man, long and hard. Finally unable to stand it, he left them alone.

"I don't like looks of this," Heero stated, still staring at the door Whitim left through.

"Nor do I," Trowa said after Heero.

Quatre sat by the still form of Kris, unable to do a thing. He slowly set his hand on hers and felt the cold ring beneath his skin. Her mother and father died a day after her birthday. Was it possible that the rings used to belong to them.

Quatre looked at Kris's beautiful face, wondering when she was going to come out of a coma when her silver eyes opened.

"Kris?!"

"Quatre?"

Quatre leaned over and hug Kris. She hissed in pain and he quickly released her. Kris put a hand to her head. "Why do I feel like I got hit with a Gundam?"

"You can now call yourself the Silver Angel," Quatre commented. "Coming back from the dead like that."

"What?"

"Your Gundam blew up a few days ago, in the last battle. You must of hit the switch."

Kris shook her head, which made it hurt worse. "No. When you told me not too do it, PeaceMaker immediately canceled. It was that loud ringing sound that. . . ."

Kris closed her eyes and concentrated for a second. "All I need is access to the recording of the battle."

Kris sat in the cockpit of her new Gundam later on the same day. Heero, Duo, Trowa, Quatre, Wufei, Kento, Dr. Nathanial, and Whitim stood around the entrance, waiting.

Kris pulled on a pair of head phones and looked at the controls. "Activate controls. Show the cockpit recordings of the last few minutes of PeaceMaker." Silver Phantom did as Kris told. It showed Kris yelling for everyone to get away, then it exploded. "Freeze! All right, trace the signal to PeaceMaker moments before it blew and show who authorized it."

After a few moments, a number ID along with a photo came up. Kris's eyes widened and she jumped out of the cockpit. "Why did you do it, Whitim?"

Instead of answering, Whitim turned and ran. Kris ran after him and tackled him. She was still in pain, but that didn't stop her. She climbed to her feet and kicked the gun out of Whitim's hand. Whitim advanced on her, fist flying. Kris ducked and then proceded to give him a beating.

Heero and Trowa soon restrained him and Kris suddenly collapsed in Duo's arms. Her eyes were fluttering close when she whispered, "You're fired, traitor."

And then she fell back into unconsciousness. "She can't fire me!" Whitim yelled. "I am her superior!"

"On the contrary." Dr. Nathanial produced a gun, pointing at Whitim. "You might be her superior in age, but not in command. Whitim, you're fired."

Quatre sighed. It's been almost a month since the space battle, and everyone seemed to be doing fine. Whitim turned out to be a traitor like Kris said, working for Oz and betrayed Silver Flight to Oz.

She's been having dizzy spells when she get too emotional or too over-heated, sort of what happened when she fought Whitim. Now she seemed to be bored out of her mind, tapping a few keys on the keyboard of a computer.

Quatre and Duo somehow successfully got her to come to school with them, even though she came close to shooting them when she found out she had to wear a dress. Now it was computer class and whenever Quatre glanced across the room at her, she looked like she was almost asleep.

Suddenly, an evil sort of smile crossed her face and she began to type faster.

"Uhh, Duo?"

Duo looked up from his computer. "Yes?"

"Didn't Kris say she was a computer genius?"

"I guess so."

"Uh oh." Kris press the enter button then leaned back in her chair, evil smile still on her face. At first nothing happened, then everything electronic connected to the school shut down, lights, computers, everything.

For the first five minutes, there was mayhem, but then everything turned back on. It happened every five minutes, on, off, on, off, for twenty minutes until the teachers let school out early.

They lost sight of the silver haired Angel, but found her waiting out on the front lawn.

"What did you do?" Quatre hissed.

She shrugged. "Oh, nothing. I planted a small virus in their systems that will disappear in twenty hours time. It will turn everything on and off every five minutes."

"That must of been hard," Duo commented.