Alright Guys, new fic…

Disclaimer: Don't own Gundam wing, don't own Pacifica or Justice. Uno is one of my sister's. I think I own the idea for the twins though.

The Twins

By Mel

Quatre and Trowa had thrown a small party for all of the former Gundam pilots. They had all brought their families along as well. Now Quatre watched Heero and Relena (who were now married), walk away carrying their sleeping children Justice and Pacifica. Earlier, Duo and Hilde had played with their eldest, Uno, while the new-born Mitchell was asleep. Cathrine had brought her trio of adopted children, and Dorothy had brought her husband, who hoped to conceive soon. Even Wufei and Sally had announced they were expecting. Noin and Zechs had been unable to attend, due to the fact that Noin had been in labor.

Quatre turned back to his spouse, Trowa Barton. Quatre had a sad look on his face, the one thing he regretted about his marriage to Trowa was the fact that he would never be able to experience the joy of fatherhood.

Trowa saw the look on Quatre's face and sighed softly, the pair of them would never have children it wasn't possible. The Child Protection Agency wouldn't allow them to keep any children in their home, they had tried. "Relax Quatre, there will always be children for us to love, your sisters' and the circus's, and of course the gang's kids," Trowa said with a small sad smile.

"It's not the same," Quatre said almost angrily.

Trowa grabbed Quatre and pulled him toward the bedroom they shared. "Don't worry," Trowa said with a smile, "Something will turn up." Then he shut the door quietly behind him.

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Mari and Mark crept quietly through the large house. They had slipped in earlier when one of the black and white people, had left the door to the food room open. They had had to sneak through there quickly then, but were going back now. They needed food, the twins hadn't eaten in days.

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Trowa's eyes snapped open. He had one arm around the sleeping Quatre and the other on his gun. He looked around the room silently, trying to figure out what had woke him. He noticed his computer screen was lighting so he moved silently through the room to the computer. The heat detectors showed two relatively small figures moving toward the kitchen from the small family dinning room.

I know, it's short, but right now I'm working on a day to day basis, I'm just glad I can post! R n R please!