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It was a strange mission from the beginning, one that paired Duo and Quatre together. For this Quatre was glad, for he didn't know the braided pilot too well and he desired to know all his companions.

For all its peculiarity, it was a simple mission. They only had to infiltrate the Alliance base and destroy a lab that had manufactured a bio-weapon and could do so again if ordered. All samples of the contagion were to be destroyed as well as any equipment that could replicate it. A few strategically placed bombs would take care of it easily.

It was so simple that Quatre had wondered why it should take two of them to do it but Duo hadn't had any idea either. He'd just laughed and said that he'd appreciate an audience watching his expertise with demolitions.

"After all, I am the one and only fabulous Duo Maxwell." He winked mischievously and then grinned widely in a manner that was pure, patented Maxwellian style. Quatre laughed and shook his head. He liked the other cheerful pilot, so different from the focused dour attitudes of the rest. Duo was always good at cheering people up just by being his usual upbeat self; that much Quatre already knew.

"So, how you wanna do it Q?"

"Heero tells me you're good at, well, going unseen. What do you suggest?" Quatre didn't even need his space heart to feel the surprised delight emanating off the other at that unexpected compliment.

"He really said that? Wow. I didn't think he ever tore his eyes from his computer long enough to notice. Well..." Here the American stopped to think. "I suppose the best bet would probably be to take the place of delivery men. Laboratories are always shipping in fancy supplies and things so it wouldn't attract any notice. Let's see...we'll need a truck and uniforms...and what else?" Duo had continued talking, now more to himself than Quatre. It was a funny little habit of his. It seemed he never shut his mouth. Quatre knew it bugged some of the others but it had never seemed like that big of a deal to him. But then Trowa was always telling him he was too easy going.

It wasn't hard to come by the truck, delivery uniforms, and other necessities that Duo specified. And just as Duo had claimed, the Alliance officers let them right onto the base with their delivery truck and official looking documents that Trowa had doctored up for them.

"Oh goody. What do you boys have for us today?" The one scientist asked, stepping forward as his fellow lab coated associate looked on. His eyes were bright with excitement as he noted the large boxes they carried. He could hardly wait to open those boxes and play with his new toys.

"We only deliver them." Duo said. "Anyway, I'm going to need your signature."

The one scientist leaned over the clipboard to sign and, his back forming a shield from the other's view, was neatly shot with a silenced gun.

"Hey! What's wrong with him?" Quatre asked, pretending to sound surprised and alarmed.

So of course the other scientist rushed forward, only to meet the same end as his coworker.

"Right." Quatre said. He went to the computer to begin downloading the files they needed while Duo began setting the bombs. They were almost done when Quatre noticed something.

"Duo, we have a slight complication."

Duo looked up, alarmed. He was tense and his hand was down near his gun.

"The general in charge of this project is here on base. He's supposed to be headed here for a meeting with those two." The Sandrock pilot nodded his head at the two fallen men on the floor.

"K'so!" Duo swore and kicked a rack full of the plague virus, making them rattle and teeter ominously.

"Careful!" Quatre yelped, alarmed.

For some reason there was a dark mirth on Duo's face. "Don't worry about it. I'm immune to this stuff."

"Well, I'm not." He wondered briefly why the other had been given a vaccination and he hadn't but pushed that aside.

"Don't get your panties in a twist." Duo came over and looked at the computer screen over the blonde's shoulder. His eyes narrowed and then he grinned but there was something calculating in his eyes that Quatre hadn't seen there before, even when they'd been in battle. It was similar to that predatory glee he'd seen in the carnage they routinely faced but then, just like that it was gone again.

"Here's what we do..."

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