I'm starting a new GSD fic, I hope you all like it (and I hope that I actually finish it) I don't own GSD, so read away!

72 C.E.

Earth

"Ms. Lacus." The full voice of a physician echoed down the hall and hit her like a bullet.

She quickly stood up, ready to here the worse, "Yes doctor, how is he?" she asked in a sullen tone, and the mecha bird flew down onto her thin right shoulder.

He smiled. "You needn't worry Ms. Cylne, please, follow me." He instructed, and Lacus followed him down the pale hall.

She softly opened the door labeled: "Intensive care" and heard the laughter of a child, and quickly pulled away, "We must have the wrong room." She said turning to the tall doctor.

"No, this is it." He replied opening the door for her.

Lacus didn't turn around, she could hear the voices going back and forth, but she didn't make a move.

"Hey mister, is that my mom, is my mom here?"

"No, this is Lacus, she's going to take you home though." He replied.

"Is that my sister?"

"N-Not quite" the physician coughed uneasily.

Tears began to well up in her eyes, and then his hand rested on her frail shoulder and the mecha bird flew towards him. "Birdie! Birdie!"

The boy shrieked and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, she couldn't stop them now, and she began to tremble.

"It's okay, it's okay." The doctor said holding out his index finger, the bird landed and tilted its head in curiosity. "Nurse!" called the doctor. In a matter of moments a brunette arrived with a wheelchair, bowed for the two of them, and then left. "You can take him in this, and" the doctor dug in his pocket, "Give him two of these twice a day, his brain lost a lot of oxygen out there and it's still in the process of recovery. And try to make him settle down." The doctor sighed.

Lacus didn't respond, she just looked down to the floor, and the doctor, who was growing increasingly tired of her sulking, took her hand and placed the medication in her palm. "I can't…I can't face him…" she said as a tears slid down the sides of her pale cheeks.

"Just be thankful he's alive Ms. Cylne, and I think that I speak for everyone when I say he should never pilot a mobile suit again." The doctor said sternly as he wrote on his clipboard, "Call us if you see any complications, he'll have a hard time sleeping, even with the meds, so don't be alarmed. Just use this oxygen here and he'll be fine."

"Can I go home now Ms. Lacus?"

"Yes, just sit down and I'll push…" she said, she still didn't turn around.

"Why? I fell fine."

"Now, now, this is the first time you've been able to walk since you got here around this time last year, it'd be best if you didn't over do it." The doctor replied.

Lacus could hear the sounds of bare feet hopping up and down behind her, "Look, I'm fine, see?!"

She clinched the bottom of tiny pills in her hand as tightly as she could and tears still flowed from her eyes, "Just sit down!" Lacus shouted angrily as she finally turned around. There was complete silence as her echo faded down the halls.

Everyone looked frightened, and he sat down, the doctor came to attach the oxygen. "You know that you were supposed to keep these on, so why did you take them off?" he asked.

The young man looked away, "I don't know…" he replied quickly and carelessly.

The doctor sighed and stood up again, "He's all yours know Ms. Cylne."

"Thank you." She bowed and tried to smile and with that she carefully turned the wheelchair around and whisked the young man down the silent halls.

"Bye!" he turned to wave.

"Sit down, be careful now." Lacus tried to sound like her old self. He boy was still afraid from her outburst earlier, so he did as he was told.

They reached the front door of the hospital and the sun was setting and its beams glistened and turned the ocean orange. She paused and looked at it. "Wow." The boy's eyes lit up.

"Lacus!" she could hear the deep voice of her ex-lover calling her and she quickly turned around. She wheeled the young man over to him, and Athrun knelt down to be at his eyelevel. "How are you? We were all worried about you, y'know?"

"Who are you?"

Athrun was taken aback; he looked up at Lacus, who just nodded. "M-My name's Athrun, what's your name?" Athrun tried to regain his composure.

The boy thought hard, "I don't know, I guess I don't have one." He shrugged.

"Well didn't Lacus tell you?" Athrun asked.

The young man looked up at her and she quickly looked away, she didn't want him to see her cry, that's when Athrun stood up. "C-Come on, there's a lot of people who want to see you."

"Okay!" he boy was overflowing with energy and he stood, totally forgetting the fact that he was attached to his oxygen and a couple of Ivy's, and he was about to collapse.

"Kira!" Lacus cried as she reached out to catch him. "Kira…" she said softly as she looked down into his tan face.

"I'm…sorry…" he struggled to say, "I…I…won't ge'…up agai'…I pro….promise…"

"No, you'll get up again, I'll take care of you, and soon, you can get up whenever you want to…"

"And on that day…on that day you'll say my name…"

"And mean it…"