Lucille looked as William walked back towards his injured Gundam. Lucille was too young to understand everything that happened. Her Sister told her that man was the one that shot down the ship and was responsible for Her Nanny's death, and her injuries. However, Lucille couldn't understand how that was possible. He has always been so nice to Lucille and her Nanny. Lucille looked up at Catrina, her face a shocking duality. Part of it blackened, and burnt. the other part untouched. Her deep blue eye striking a sharp contrast against the burnt flesh.<br/><br/>Lucille looked down at her Nanny. She was so still, so disfigured from the whole calamity that she wasn't really recognizable. Had Lucille not known that was her Nanny, The scene would have been horrific to see. This would be an image that she would take with her for the Rest of her life. The wreckage of the Zanzibar continued to burn as many of the the Zeon soldiers that stopped giving chase to the retreating federation. The Zeon mobile suit tearing away at burnt sections of the fuselage. Sometimes what they found was so ghastly that it caused many to vomit where they stood.<br/><br/>Lucille started to reach out for Catrina's hand when the sound of an Ambulance coming to a halt was heard just behind the two girls. A couple of the corpsmen coming up with a stretcher stopped in their tracks as they saw little Lucille. They quickly regained her composure as they came to Lucille's and Catrina's side. One of them trying to look over Catrina. "Ma'am, are you hurt? Ma'am?" He asked Catrina. The other one administering a sedative to put Lucille to sleep before the shock wears off and she is hit with the full force of her injuries.<br/><br/>Back in the Control Room, Acar stopped concealing his delight at the situation. The Federation were running scared. Another officer came up from behind and whispered in his ear. "Sir, we secured the Footage of the ship being shot down." The officer whispered. "Good, may sure it is "Properly" edited." Acar whispered back as he continued to watch the situation. "Yes, Colonel." The officer stated before disappearing.<br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>William only turned around when Catrina fired at his feet. The look in his eye was more pity than anything else. She had every right to be angry. He didn't say anything as he climbed to his cockpit, and raised Unit one to its feet. William let out his breath when he heard Price's rant over the Comms. Price had a point, but it was one that couldn't be proven at this point. It was a possibility that the Higher ups knew, and decided that sacrificing the rest of the ship was worth it to prevent the data from getting back to Zeon. Course, it could also be just as much a possibility that they didn't know of the other passengers, and all of this was a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time for Lucille.<br/><br/>William was very quiet as he limped his Gundam back to base. It wasn't surprising, but the moment that the Tactical sniper and his team arrived. They whisked them away back to Europe as quickly as possible. William's first destination after docking his suit was the Colonel's office. He wanted some answers. William made a straight line, and didn't stop for anything. The Colonel was sorting through some paper work when William knocked. "Enter." The Colonel stated. William entered and came to attention. "Ma'am Captain William Samson. 432nd Forward MS Team, Ma'am." William stated. "How did the Mission go, Captain?" The Colonel asked. she didn't look up from her paperwork. Her pen still scribbling. "Ma'am. It was a Grade "A" Cluster Fuck!" He stated sharply. The Colonel's pen came to a stop instantly as she looked up at him. Did he really say what she thought he said? "Would you care to repeat that,<em>Captain?</em>" She asked. "Ma'am, It was a Grade "A" Cluster fuck!" He repeated word for word. The Colonel rested her chin on her hands while still holding the pen. "Care to explain, Captain?" She growled. Not liking the tone of the Captain's voice. "Ma'am. That Ship we shot down was a hospital ship. They may have been carrying the data, but they were also carrying wounded, and medical staff." Will returned the growl. "To add to the matters, there was a little girl that was badly injured on that ship." He snapped.<br/><br/>The Colonel dropped her pen in shock as her eyes grew wide and her mouth fell open. That alone told Will that even she wasn't told the whole story. "What are you saying, Captain?" She asked. "That the shit just fucking hit the fan here in Africa. It won't surprise me, nor would I blame them for slapping this all over the news." Will stated as he leaned against her Desk. For the Colonel, this was all still hard to process. "They just said it would be carrying the data, and remnants of the Mobile armor." She explained. "It would be hard for them to have the remnants of the Mobile armor. My team buried it at the Great rift." Will retorted, but he didn't think they would go back and dig it up. "Well, whatever. Their damn ship has been shot down." He seethed as he left the room without waiting to be dismissed. From there, Will headed over to the Officer's office and plopped down behind his desk and sat in the darkness.