Trowa sat bedside, holding Heero's hand tightly in his. He was so scared when he saw him on the ground but he had to act quickly or the brother he only just found out he had would've died.
He thought back to how they discovered their relation to each other. Heero had gotten severely injured on a mission and had needed a blood transfusion.
All the pilots had offered to be tested. Sally Po ran the blood and found that Heero and Trowa had the same mother. Trowa had stared at her in shock as she hooked him up for the transfusion.
He had been the only match after all. Both he and Heero were o negative. When Heero had woken up Trowa told him what Sally had said.
The half Japanese had demanded another test and wanted to be present while it was being done. Trowa had agreed and watched with Heero.
When it once again showed the same results the two teenagers had started talking, trying to determine if the other remembered anything about their mother.
Catherine, whom Trowa already knew -after a DNA test when he was with the circus- was his sister had answered all their questions enthusiastically.
She of course was in tears having found out both of her younger brothers were alive. She told them about their mother and their real names and birthdays.
Heero was actually three years younger than Doctor J had been telling him and had in fact fought in the war at age 12 not 15.
Trowa allowed his mind to drift back to the present and looked down at his brother.
"Wake up, Odin Lowe Jr. Do you hear me? You better wake up." He whispered using his birth name.
The unconscious boy groaned and slowly began to open his eyes. In a hoarse voice (it happens after being out for two days from blood loss) "Is that an order, Trinton Bloom?"
Around the room, the other three ex-pilots heads snapped up and looked at Heero in relief.
"I'll go get Sally." Quatre said, standing and leaving the room.
The other two followed behind him, allowing the brothers some time to talk. They knew Trowa wanted to know why Heero would try and kill himself during these times of peace.
Heero sighed and explained that the war had been haunting him. He felt guilty and wanted out. He didn't want to live with the nightmares anymore.
After Sally deemed him healthy enough, they released Heero to Trowa.
"Here," she said handing him a business card. "Take him to see Noin. She became a counselor of sorts to the surviving soldiers."
"You mean a shrink?" Heero asked from behind Trowa as he crossed his arms. "I'll only talk to her if she comes to me. I won't go to her office." He then turned and walked off.
Trowa nodded and gave a quick thank you before following the others out to the car.
When they arrived at Quatre's mansion, Heero didn't hesitate, he went straight to his room and locked himself in, after the door was unlocked.
He sighed, plopping back onto his bed and looked at his calendar. School started back tomorrow. Since they found out his real age they've been forcing him to attend school.
The war ended three years ago. Heero was going on 15 now and would be starting ninth grade this year.
With another sigh he got up and walked downstairs. They hadn't even gone school shopping for him yet.
He got to the end of the stairs and stood there watching the others speak. Trowa looked up at him.
"Is something wrong?" He asked.
Heero gave a small nod. "School starts tomorrow. I don't have my supplies." He said.
It only took a few minutes for the five ex-pilots to load up in the car. They hadn't even taken their shoes off yet.
Heero seemed fine enough during the shopping trip. He was gotten a new bag, a zipper binder for each class (four in total) spiral notebooks and pencils and pens.
It wasn't until on the way out that Heero had another episode. He stared wide eyed at the crate on the truck bed. The sign read for sale: golden retriever puppies.
Though that wasn't what had Heero's heart rate and breathing pick up dramatically. In the center of the crate, surrounded by its hyper and happy brothers and sisters was a small unmoving puppy covered in black soot.
"Mary..." He muttered. With out thinking, Heero ran out towards the truck, darting in front of a moving car, nearly getting hit.
He opened the crate hastely as the guy yelled at him to back off. Heero didn't listen. He iatead grabbed out the broken puppy. "Mary.." He muttered again.
The puppy, that obviously wasn't Mary yipped and licked his face happily, bringing him out of his haze.
"Heero!" He heard the others yelling as they approached him. The concern was evident in their voices as they dropped down beside him where he fell to his knees clutching the puppy.
The little puppy yipped again, licking him over and over wagging its tail. Heero couldn't help the laugh that came up. He held the puppy up and noted that it was indeed a girl.
"Looks like she's taking a liking to you." Said the man, standing there in confusion and amusement at the same time.
Heero smiled a genuine smile at the man. "I like her too." He said chuckling as he was assaulted with more puppy kisses.
"How much for the one in his arms?" Quatre asked.
The man, after noting the teens bandaged wrists and the way the others eyed him with concern but relief, realized the boy was suffering through some hardships, had decided on what he would do.
"Tell ya what. If you can assure me that this pup will have a good home. You can take her free of charge." He said bending down and patting the puppies head.
Heero looked up happily and smiled to his brother and Quatre. "Is it really OK? Can I take Mary home?" He asked.
"Mary?" Duo asked raising an eyebrow.
"Hai. That's what I will name her." He said holding her up in to Duo. "She's cute, ne, Duo-Sama?" He giggled, smiling.
The others couldn't help but smile at Heero's happiness.
"Come along. We have to buy things for the little one." Quatre said.
Heero looked up. "Walmart won't let me bring her in." He frowned looking down at the bundle in his arms.
"I'll watch her for ya." The man said.
Heero shook his head. "I don't want to leave her again." It came out as barely a whisper but the pain behind those words was evident to even the stranger.
"Alright. You can wait for them here with me. Let little Mary have ond last chat with her siblings before she heads off to her new home."
Heero smiled up at the stranger and nodded.
"Don't you walk off from here, do you hear me?" Trowa said voice laced with concern as he watched the man hesitantly from the corner of his eyes... Eye.
"I won't. I'll be fine, Trinton. I promise."
Trowa nodded and the four ex-pilots went inside searching for puppy supplies.