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Okay, I have been asked to make it a longer chapter and I will do my best.

I am going to be switching viewpoints a bit in this one.

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Curled into the hospital chair, Solaris watched as the monitors flashed steadily. They had taken the blood bag down, but an IV was still gallowed on a rod. It was strange how much she had come to care for these five boys. It hurt her to see them hurt. She hadn't ever felt pain on another's behalf before and yet within a few weeks they were something she wished to protect.

Slowly she slipped into a doze, waking at any unknown sounds. A nurse came and peeked in around two in the morning. She watched the woman warily through slitted eyes. She did nothing more then a routine check. Solaris allowed her eyes to close once more knowing she would need what snatches of sleep she could get.

An unpleasant buzz zapped across her nerves. Her eyes flew open and she suppressed a snarl. She hadn't reported in. Now Doctor J was demanding one through Control. Doing her best to relax back into the chair she settled in for a much despised few minutes, and began to translate the code played across her nerves.

: 06. Status. Report. :

He was thankfully keeping it to a minimum.

: Mission Complete. New suit attacked. Prisoner taken. 04 severely wounded. Position insecure. Request assistance:

Long minutes passed then: Acknowledged. 05 will be redirected. Full report ASAP:

The communication had been short, but had taken a nasty toll. Hidden beneath a thin blanket her hands twitched uncontrollably with small tremors running throughout her body. Taxed nerves sent mixed messages of pain, heat, and cold unable to register properly. She wouldn't rest again tonight.

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Quatre awoke to an empty hospital room. He remembered just enough to realize that Solaris must have managed to bring him to an ER in time to save his life. Hopefully she was safe. In the time that he had known her, his space heart had linked to her in the same type of bond he had with the other pilots. He could just sense her, but he didn't dare drop his shields far enough to ascertain her status. A hospital was not a pleasant place for an empath. He was contemplating calling a nurse to ask about Solaris when said girl prowled through the door.

"Hey, love, you are finally a wake," she smiled, "how are you feeling?"

"Fine, thank you," he answered, puzzled at her behavior.

"Oh I'm glad. I was so worried. It was so awful when that deer jumped in front of the car, poor thing. Then you hit the tree, all that blood. I was so scared."

Quatre watched the strange acting girl place two thermoses on the side table with a bakery bag.

"I'm just glad we were so close to home so I could get Daddy's truck and drive you in, love. The doctors said it was close." She leaned over and placed a soft kiss to his cheek. "Brother is going to come and pick us up."

Of course! Solaris was giving him their cover story! He squeezed her hand as she babbled on with her tale completely ignoring the nurse that followed her in.

"We'll go with Brother to the dojo and stay with him till you're all better. Here I brought you some tea. Your car is going to need some serious repairs, but it hasn't quite been totaled. Brother is going to bring mine for us. Our little doggy is sleeping in Daddy's truck at the moment. He didn't get hurt at all. Brother had such horrible allergies to him, but he will take care of him anyway."

So, translation. They were acting as a couple in a car accident. Wufei was coming to take them to a safe house bringing a truck to handle Nightshade. Sandrock was secure, but damaged. He was guessing that the 'little doggy' was a prisoner.

After the nurse left them in peace, Solaris handed him a large blueberry muffin, and proceeded to spread cream cheese over a plain bagel.

"How are you Solaris?"

She gave him a soft smile, "I just have a few cuts and scrapes from being thrown from the car, nothing major."

How had she managed to get injuries that required being thrown from the car? "You are sure you are alright?"

"Yes, love, I'll be fine. The nurses took good care of me."

They ate their breakfast quietly waiting for the arrival of their teammate.

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Wufei shivered as he stalked in the sterile lobby. He, like the other pilots, hated these places. They were built for healing, but so much pain echoed here. The orders he had received told him little about Winner and Taiga's condition. He knew that they had a prisoner and Nightshade was still hidden in the forest, and they needed assistance, but that was all.

A nurse beamed at him when he asked for their room number, "she said her brother was coming soon. They are in room 406."

He inclined his head, "Thank you." He wondered shortly if they had chosen the room number. Setting his face into a reflection of calm, he started up the stairs. He approached the room where two members of his family lay with apprehension.

What he found was a sleeping Taiga curled in the single chair and Quatre half-asleep with white bandages wrapping around his arm and torso. Wufei couldn't see anymore then a few bruises on Taiga. He was about six feet away when chocolate eyes opened to slits.

"Brother, I'm so glad to see you!" He quickly had his arms full of a teenage girl, "Cameras." Was hissed into his ear when he didn't immediately embrace her back.

"How are you sister?" he could feel the bandages under her shirt, but she waved off his concern.

"I'm fine; it's my beloved, Quatre who got the worst of it." She was slightly favoring her left leg, and moved stiffly, but he doubted he would have known this but for their morning spars.

"Hey," Quatre greeted.

"Let's get you out of here shall we?" Wufei suggested. Quatre's sea green eyes told him that his brother was all right.

"Please."

With a neat set of careful truths and well-spun lies, the nurses finally allowed them to sign Quatre out.

Wufei had driven a duel wheel pickup. They helped Quatre into the back seat where he slumped into the corner with a pained sigh. Taiga climbed in the front seat. The cameras ran a loop and their faces would be gone within half and hour.

TBC

Well, I'm pretty sure that was longer. I need to write more out now.