A/N: Alright, I've actually been home for about a week but I didn't get around to updating before now, sorry. A warm and wonderful thanks to TanyaPotter and Kami-Crimson for such uplifting reviews! And, well, since I really have nothing else to say...um...er...enjoy part 12!

Part 12

Trowa and Heero did not arrive on schedule. All flights were delayed by 4 hours, and so the cake became very cold.

"You know it won't taste as good after it's been re-heated." Hilde complained.

"Really? I think it'll taste perrrrfect." Duo smiled.

Hilde blushed, "Duo you're such a kidder."

"Yeah, but I can sure make you blush." They laughed.

"You think we should get some sleep?" Hilde asked.

"Yeah, you can sleep wherever you like. Couch in the guest room, bed in the guest room, wherever you're comfortable." He yawned.

She nodded. "I'll head to bed in a few, I just want to sit here for a few minutes in peace." She said.

"All right, babe." He agreed, "Goo' night."

Hilde smiled and breathed deeply, "Good night."

4 hours of sleep was definitely not enough. But it was all they were going to get unlike lucky Quatre who would manage to grab 5 undisturbed hours of silence. Duo was used to getting that much, or rather that little sleep, he often laid awake for hours unable to sleep. He'd always had what others would have called "insomnia" but it had become so normal for him that it hardly deserved that title. It was so normal, insomnia was supposed to be an alien that only visited once in a while when you were anxious, or happy, or scared. So he didn't call it insomnia, and nobody knew about his sleep problems either. On the nights that he got no sleep at all and someone noticed he was tired he would make up an excuse about sleeping wrong or nightmares orsometimeshe'd even ignore him or her. And honestly, it always worked. They always believed whatever preposterous story Duo happened to pull out of his hat, not that he was worried about it or anything. He didn't have anything to hide really, did he? No.

4 hours later, morning, well not exactly, but Heero and Trowa both came knocking on the door and nearly scared Quatre out of his skin.

"Wha?" He asked grumpily opening only 1 eye.

"Hello!" Came a very grumpy voice outside, "Anyone home?"

"Trowa?" Quatre asked still dazed and confused.

"Oh Trowa!" He suddenly snapped to real life, "Coming!"

He opened the door, and there stood 2 very sleepy men with a suitcase each. They had apparently packed very lightly, probably taking less than they really needed.

"Sorry, Duo and I were up late last night waiting for you." Quatre explained.

Heero nodded, "I understand."

Trowa piled through the door followed closely by Heero, and Hilde came down the stairs seconds later. She went up and hugged them both as a greeting, and they nearly gagged.

"Hello Trowa, Heero! It's so wonderful to see you!" Hilde exclaimed.

"She must be having some sort of hormone imbalance." Reasoned Heero in his mind.

Trowa looked pleadingly at Quatre, who in response called for Duo. Duo, in all the commotion, bumped his head on his headboard, and barely managed to stifle a scream. Instead he softly said "oww" through gritted teeth. Quickly he stuffed himself into a clean shirt and pants and joined everyone downstairs.

"Quatre, let's warm the cake!" Hilde screamed.

"For breakfast?" Heero asked.

"Any time is a good time for cake!" Hilde countered with a pleasant tone.

"Hilde I think you need some more sleep." Duo said

"Nonsense!" She laughed, "I'd never miss an opportunity to eat cake with my favorite Gundam pilots."

Quatre nodded, "Then let's eat. Duo warm the cake for 4 minutes."

He quickly stuffed the frosting covered bread into the oven, and tapped his foot for the next 4 minutes as he waited for it to be done.

"You know, you didn't have to stand there waiting with it." Trowa offered.

Duo grunted, "Yeah, well too bad."

"No need to be hostile." Trowa stated.

"Come on guys, get along." Quatre intervened.

Everyone nodded, and took seats around the large dining table. Trowa was rather jealous of the amazing house Duo had accumulated in the past month, when he himself barely had managed anything.

Hilde calmly passed around slices of the cake and waited with baited breath for them to say how wonderful it was! They didn't. And finally she grew impatient enough to ask them.

"What do you think?" She asked.

"Of the cake?" Trowa asked.

"Yeah." Hilde smiled, "Good huh?"

"Absolutely!" Quatre agreed.

"Yes." Heero and Trowa said.

Duo just sat there trying to think of a good way to say it, "Couldn't have done better myself," Although that really didn't say much for Duo because he never was good at baking cakes.

Cakes, however, were Hilde's specialty.

As they finished the cake (which Heero still thought wasn't fit for breakfast) no one spoke. They sat in silence for a long moment until Quatre ended the silence with a little provoking from Hilde.

"Heero, Trowa, we have a bit of a problem." He began.

They glared at him and Duo attempted to hide his face.

"Duo overheard an Oz transmission, and…there's going to be an assassination attempt on Relena's life."

Heero nearly dropped his fork, Trowa's eyes bulged out of his skull.

"Relena." Heero said.

Quatre nodded, "We have to stop them."

"But how?" Trowa asked, and then he saw the glint in Hilde's eyes.