Epilogue:
Quatre sits up with a gasp, hands clutching his chest over his heart. His breath comes in short, ragged bursts, and tears stream down his face.
Something stirs in the room, and the blonde turns to towards the wall and blinks. The other bed in the room isn't pushed up against the wall. It's back in the middle, where it was before Heero slammed it aside to make more floor space for medical supplies, and the coverlet is unstained and smooth. Peering at him from under the edge is a pair of brilliant green eyes.
"Trowa?." the other pilot stretches slightly.
"Nightmare?" Quatre blinks, and slowly things add up in his head. He suddenly smiles so brightly it is as if the room was lit with the presence of the noonday sun.
". it was a nightmare. it was a nightmare!" Ecstatic, he leaps up and charges down the hall, Trowa watching in confusion as he disappears. The first light of dawn is brightening the sky.
Skidding across the floor in his bare feet, Quatre loses his balance just as the bathroom door opens. Wufei, his hair loose and wet, his clothing dampened, but clean, steps out just in time to collide with the excited blond.
"AHHH!" Quatre wails as he bears Wufei to the ground. Wufei blinks at him, a scowl on his face, but somehow Quatre doesn't believe it. He can feel Wufei's chest quivering with withheld laughter beneath him.
"Uh. oh! I'm sorry Wufei!" Quatre gets off of him, and offers him a hand, which Wufei waves away. Quatre stares at him as he rises, heart pounding with new joy. Duo is giggling his head off from the door to his room, and Heero snorts once before he edges past them to get to the kitchen. Trowa appears, pulling on a green turtleneck, and since he is already up, Duo bounces after them in his boxers and tank.
Blushing, Quatre follows, still in his PJs, and they have breakfast a bit earlier. Around seven, Duo begins bouncing off the walls, not surprising given the fact that he has had approximately five cups of coffee-laced sugar, since he 'got up so damn early.'
"Hey guys! Since there aren't any missions today, how about we go do something!" Heero looks at him.
"We should stay here and do something constructive." Duo makes a face.
"Come on spoilsport! None of the Gundams have taken any damage; they're still perfect from their last servicing! And we could use a little down time!" After a short pause to consider, Heero finally agrees. Trowa joins in to help plan what they should do, and as Duo excitedly suggests a nearby theme park, Wufei puts his dishes in the washer and starts to leave. Quatre watches him.
"Wufei! Aren't you going to come?" He queries. Wufei jerks and turns to look at him, carefully masked surprise written on his face. Duo blinks, and then suddenly whips around, a grin on his face.
"Hey! Where do you think you're goin'!? We are all going out, and that means you too!" Wufei sputters, and makes a flimsy excuse. Heero looks at him sideways.
"If I have to go, so do you." Wufei stops arguing, and crosses his arms, leaning against a wall and 'ignoring' them in his indignation, but Quatre can see a glimmer of a smile on his lips. He smiles happily, and the pain that has been plaguing his chest for weeks evaporates into a warm glow of contentment.
Shouri giggles. Behind her, Quatre peeks through the door, smiling. Wufei is looking at the notebook with an incredulous look on his face. He looks up at the little Uma-chibi. She grins and waves, still perched on the desk.
Shouri: See? You're not dead! Wufei buries his face in his hand.
Wufei: Uma, you're ridiculous. She nods, and then flees the room, giggling as she turns off the light on him.
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Quatre sits up with a gasp, hands clutching his chest over his heart. His breath comes in short, ragged bursts, and tears stream down his face.
Something stirs in the room, and the blonde turns to towards the wall and blinks. The other bed in the room isn't pushed up against the wall. It's back in the middle, where it was before Heero slammed it aside to make more floor space for medical supplies, and the coverlet is unstained and smooth. Peering at him from under the edge is a pair of brilliant green eyes.
"Trowa?." the other pilot stretches slightly.
"Nightmare?" Quatre blinks, and slowly things add up in his head. He suddenly smiles so brightly it is as if the room was lit with the presence of the noonday sun.
". it was a nightmare. it was a nightmare!" Ecstatic, he leaps up and charges down the hall, Trowa watching in confusion as he disappears. The first light of dawn is brightening the sky.
Skidding across the floor in his bare feet, Quatre loses his balance just as the bathroom door opens. Wufei, his hair loose and wet, his clothing dampened, but clean, steps out just in time to collide with the excited blond.
"AHHH!" Quatre wails as he bears Wufei to the ground. Wufei blinks at him, a scowl on his face, but somehow Quatre doesn't believe it. He can feel Wufei's chest quivering with withheld laughter beneath him.
"Uh. oh! I'm sorry Wufei!" Quatre gets off of him, and offers him a hand, which Wufei waves away. Quatre stares at him as he rises, heart pounding with new joy. Duo is giggling his head off from the door to his room, and Heero snorts once before he edges past them to get to the kitchen. Trowa appears, pulling on a green turtleneck, and since he is already up, Duo bounces after them in his boxers and tank.
Blushing, Quatre follows, still in his PJs, and they have breakfast a bit earlier. Around seven, Duo begins bouncing off the walls, not surprising given the fact that he has had approximately five cups of coffee-laced sugar, since he 'got up so damn early.'
"Hey guys! Since there aren't any missions today, how about we go do something!" Heero looks at him.
"We should stay here and do something constructive." Duo makes a face.
"Come on spoilsport! None of the Gundams have taken any damage; they're still perfect from their last servicing! And we could use a little down time!" After a short pause to consider, Heero finally agrees. Trowa joins in to help plan what they should do, and as Duo excitedly suggests a nearby theme park, Wufei puts his dishes in the washer and starts to leave. Quatre watches him.
"Wufei! Aren't you going to come?" He queries. Wufei jerks and turns to look at him, carefully masked surprise written on his face. Duo blinks, and then suddenly whips around, a grin on his face.
"Hey! Where do you think you're goin'!? We are all going out, and that means you too!" Wufei sputters, and makes a flimsy excuse. Heero looks at him sideways.
"If I have to go, so do you." Wufei stops arguing, and crosses his arms, leaning against a wall and 'ignoring' them in his indignation, but Quatre can see a glimmer of a smile on his lips. He smiles happily, and the pain that has been plaguing his chest for weeks evaporates into a warm glow of contentment.
Shouri giggles. Behind her, Quatre peeks through the door, smiling. Wufei is looking at the notebook with an incredulous look on his face. He looks up at the little Uma-chibi. She grins and waves, still perched on the desk.
Shouri: See? You're not dead! Wufei buries his face in his hand.
Wufei: Uma, you're ridiculous. She nods, and then flees the room, giggling as she turns off the light on him.
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