A/N: I'm going to try and even the lengths of everyone's stories out in this, as it annoys me that Macy and Wufei's story is always the longest.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing and I make no profit from this. I do own Macy Nady, Andie Tru, Simbi Bettos and Renee Darlian/Peacecraft so please ask if you want to use any of them, ok?
When the sun rose, the drama began all over again, as usual.
Macy woke up with Wufei sprawled across her as if he had been protecting her from a bomb. Annoyed, Macy shoved at him until she managed to get out from under him. She sat up, readjusted her pajamas and glared at his sleeping figure. "I love you, but you can be as annoying as hell sometimes." She muttered and then covered her mouth. They had never traded I love yous, mostly because when they had gotten close to using the big L word, Wufei had left to go to battle.
Luckily, Wufei was still sound asleep, which had been a rarity a few months ago. Macy could still remember when her simply moving a few feet away had caused him to jolt awake.
Despite her temper, she couldn't help reaching out and touching his face. He looked so peaceful when he slept, when in his waking hours he was generally mad at someone or something.
Macy glanced at the clock and realized that she too, for the first time in months, had actually slept through the night. That was a first, ever since Wufei had left to go battle with Nataku, her nights had consisted of sleeping pills to try and get her to sleep, but waking up at midnight – or earlier - regardless of what she did.
"Idiot." She mumbled, though she wasn't sure who it was directed at. She laid her head back on his chest and smiled just a little bit.
He was alive and that was what mattered.
That afternoon, Trowa opened the door to see Andie holding a bag, her expression a mere shadow of its usual happiness.
"How do you feel?" Trowa glanced towards her stomach, where the acrobat's bar had hit her, but the huge t-shirt she wore revealed nothing that he didn't already know.
"Like shit." Andie dropped her bag – it hit the carpet with a soft thud – and hugged Trowa tightly. "Not only was I throwing up most of last night from the painkillers, I feel horrible for messing up the show." She laid her head against his chest. "I feel like a failure. A failure with a big ugly bruise."
"Was Catherine mad?" Trowa asked, even though he knew the response.
"No. But she babied me after that like I was some child that had fallen off the playground equipment." Andie sighed and closed her eyes. "Manager was pissed though, he didn't want me to leave still. Said I had spunk for not causing a scene."
"You're alright though?" Trowa smoothed her hair and watched her expression become annoyed. He knew she hated that question, but it had to be asked at some point.
"I'm fine, Trowa." Andie wrapped her arms around his neck, lovingly, through her annoyance. "I was treated like a child all of last night, so don't you dare treat me like one too. I may be injured but I didn't regress ten years because of it."
Trowa smiled despite his worry. If she still had this attitude, she would be fine, he was sure.
"Quatre?" Simbi asked. When she got silence as a response, she tried again. "Honey?" She realized he was sick, probably just a cold, but she wanted to make sure he wasn't seriously ill.
"I'm just tired, Simbi." Quatre murmured, rolling over in bed. "Just let me sleep, please..."
"It's almost past the thirteenth hour." Simbi sighed, but she sat beside him. "You're hot."
Quatre cast her a sleepy yet surprised look until he got the translation. "Oh, I have a fever." He gave a small nod, though he was starting to drift off. "It's just a cold. I'll be better in a bit." His eyes closed and his breathing evened out.
Simbi went to the bathroom and ran cool water over a washcloth, squeezed it out and laid it across Quatre's forehead. She kissed his cheek and lay beside him, unafraid of catching whatever he had.
"Feel better honey..." She whispered, stroking his cheek. "Feel better soon and always..."
"Now do you want to talk about it?" Duo asked hopefully as he and Renee cuddled in front of the TV. Renee had disappeared for most of the morning, she called it exploring but Duo called it spying, since she had been peeking in the others' rooms. Still, he wouldn't pick on her for it, since she had such little human interaction to start with.
"As a kid, I had... vivid hallucinations. Of monsters." Renee began slowly, trying to keep her returning stutter in check. "I still have dreams about them occasionally, and they scream at me. It's not a big deal..."
"You were sobbing in your sleep, Ren." Duo sighed, he hated when Renee tried to tell him big things weren't big deals. "You never sob. You scared me. How is this not a big deal?"
Renee clammed up after that, but pressed close to Duo as they watched TV.
Duo figured if she didn't want to talk about it, they didn't have to, but he was sure it would reoccur...
A/N: Wow, short chapter, but I wanted to do fiction work today and I wanted everyone's story to be closer to even instead of Wufei and Macy dominating the chapter. Anyway, I would love it if you would leave me a review, I'll do my best to respond in a timely fashion. Thank you for reading!