A/N: This chapter is for Truish, who guessed at what was going on with Noin. Here's your answer, Truish! In other news, I am not doing the fiction work I want to because my panic towards it is coming back and I don't want to mess anything up. Again.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, and I make no profit from this.

I heard talking as I rolled over in bed for at least the tenth time that morning. I missed my old room, not that I hated it here. Everything seemed so plain, though my brother and Noin had agreed I could paint, decorate and rearrange my room however I wanted.

"What did it say?" Milliardo was saying, obviously talking to Noin.

"Negative. They're always negative." Noin exhaled so shakily that it almost sounded like a sob. "I know it's hard on you too, it's just... I want this so badly... I was so set for our baby when we were 18, and now I feel like I'm never going to be a mother... I'm sorry, Milliardo, I'm being so cruel to you..."

Oh. Oh.

Noin was trying to get pregnant, and she couldn't. That's why she had been so annoyed having to talk about losing her baby.

"You're not, it's ok." Milliardo spoke in hushed tones, I could barely hear him. He was obviously paranoid about me hearing him, or trying very hard to calm her. Maybe both. "I know it's hard on you, sweetheart. We're going to figure out a way for you to have a baby. We'll go to the doctor as soon as we can get an appointment in."

I looked at my alarm clock and then rolled away from it. I was in the first guest bedroom, meaning I had a queen size bed and too much room. Some of Noin and Milliardo's clothes were still in the closet, next to my boxes of clothes that I had yet to unpack.

"Relena." Milliardo's voice came from my doorway just as I closed my eyes. He sounded a bit shaken, as if the whole Noin-couldn't-get-pregnant thing was getting to him as well.

I wondered briefly how much my brother had changed over the years. This was the brother that when I broke my arm at the park, there wasn't a phone in sight, and he had gotten his license to drive merely two weeks ago, had driven me to the hospital, promising me it would be ok the whole way.

"Relena, it's almost ten. Do you want to get up?" He sat beside me, patting my hand. "Relena, Relena." He repeated my name a few times as if conjuring a memory up. "Do you remember when we were kids and I was the only one you would let tuck you in at night?"

"I'm going back to sleep." I moved to the opposite side of the bed in protest.

"I don't think so." He yanked the covers off of me, picked me up and set me on my feet. "Time to get up. Dawn cracked at five in the morning and I didn't make you get up then."

I wobbled on my feet and grabbed his shoulder to steady me. "You've gotten to be quite an ass, haven't you?" I sighed as I stared up at him. "You better remember that I'm your little sister, and that doesn't mean you get full control over me."

"I know." Milliardo smiled peacefully and said, "Relena, your shirt is caught in your bra."

"I know that." I shot back, but yanked my shirt down anyway. He didn't say anything after that and he didn't tease me, but then again he never had the cruelty to tease me. "So you and Noin are trying to have a baby?" I asked after several minutes.

"Yes." He didn't lie about it, but he studied my expression as if waiting for an outburst.

I looked up at him and then nodded. "You'd be a good parent."

He smiled at me and nodded, but with a brisk thank you, he breezed out of my room.

I debated going back to bed, but instead dug some clothes out and headed for the shower.

"We're neighbors now!" A cheerful redhead girl announced when I answered the door nearly two hours later. A brown haired boy with his hair hanging over one eye stood behind her, giving me a look that clearly said "shoot me now".

"Um, nice to meet you." I shook her hand. "I'm Relena Peacecraft."

"I'm Catherine Bloom." The girl smiled at me. "It's so nice to see another girl in this neighborhood."

"Who's your friend?" I asked, trying to be polite.

"My brother, Trowa." She pushed Trowa to stand beside her. "And before you say we don't look alike, he's adopted."

Trowa immediately wiped the "shoot me" look off his face and gave me a nod. "Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too." I said and gave him a quick smile, though I didn't exactly mean it. I hated it when people couldn't at least fake a smile when meeting someone. What's life without good first impressions?

Oh, right, I had probably made a bad one on my brother when I bolted.

"I really don't want to talk right now." I brushed my hair back from my face. "So I guess I'll see you around?"

"Of course, I heard about your parents, I'm very sorry for your loss." Catherine gave me a little wave and then slipped off the porch, forcefully tugging Trowa behind her. When they slipped inside their house, I shut the door and turned to see Noin standing there.

"I'm sorry I was so horrible to you that first day..." She sighed. "I just... well, Milliardo told me you heard our conversation..."

"It must be really hard not being able to have a baby when you want one so badly." I nodded. "I understand you being a little annoyed that you had to talk about losing your baby that first day. Regardless of things I can't completely understand, I think we need to stick together. We're both girls, right?"

"You're a good kid." Noin gave me a hug and a quick kiss on the forehead. "If I have a daughter I hope she's exactly like you."

"Thanks." I smiled up at her. "I think you'll be a good Mother. Both of you will be good parents, you're both wonderful people."

"Thank you." Noin gave me a smile of her own and then headed for the kitchen. "Want to help me make lunch?"

"Sure." I ran up to her and followed her into the kitchen. "So why aren't either of you working lately?"

"When we found out you were coming to live with us, we both put in for a week off work." She paused and laughed. "Well, I put in for a week. Milliardo had so many vacation days he put in for two weeks, you know the use them or lose them policy."

"Can I be rude for a moment?" I asked, thinking about the question I had wanted to ask earlier. When Noin nodded, I asked my question "How did you guys get such a nice house, in such a nice neighborhood, when neither of you graduated college?"

"Well, we made sure Milliardo finished out his year at college, since he was in college a year early." Noin pulled several things out of the fridge for sandwiches. "And then we took turns taking Internet classes. You go at your own pace with those, so if you work hard you can finish out early."

"You two were so smart about it... most people don't think like that." I smiled at Noin. "I look up to you for being able to think clearly with all you've been through these past few years."

"Yeah, well," Noin chuckled a little and patted the top of my head. "I'm pretty sure it runs in Milliardo's blood, since he planned everything out after we found out I was pregnant. So you've got it too, the gene for thinking clearly under pressure I mean."

I smiled blankly at her, unsure of what I could say to that. Still, I liked having her as a female role model. She was definitely much cooler than anyone I had met before who had tried to act like her.

Despite that I hated the reason I had to come there, I was really starting to like this place as a home and this family as my family.

A/N: This chapter was a little longer because I had a lot of things to say in it. Anyway, I hope you liked it. Thank you for reading, and I would love it if you dropped me a review.