A/N: I thought I put this up last week. Oops! Sorry! This was originally going to be two separate chapters but since I forgot to post, I'm just going to combine them. Enjoy.

Duo let out a low whistle. "I didn't realize you two were so serious."

"Yes, well…recent events have shown me how deeply I really feel for her," Wufei grudgingly admitted as he looked out the window. "I would not be pleased if such events were to be repeated."

Duo smirked but was careful not to let Wufei see.

"Let us know when the big day will be," Quatre said. "I'd like to be there."

Wufei gave the blonde a small smile and nodded. "That is assuming that she accepts. Until then, however, I think we have a few things to discuss. Do you want any of your sisters to know where you are and how you are faring? Duo or I can call and speak to them if you would like."

Quatre sighed. "I'll be honest, Wufei. I'm not sure who I can trust right now and, unfortunately, that includes a good number of my sisters. My body double did a lot of damage to my reputation and I can't be sure, but I think some of my sisters may have been behind that."

"Why would your sisters do such a thing?"

"Because they want control of the company."

"So why not just let 'em have it?" Duo asked. "If I know you like I think I do, running that company isn't your idea of a good time."

"You're not wrong, Duo. There are days that I wish I had had the opportunity to choose my career for myself. However…the sisters who want control are not suitable to be in control. They'll ruin the company and nearly a million people will be out of work. I can't let that happen."

"You tell us what you want. We work for you now, not them," Duo said.

Quatre nodded. "Iria can be trusted. It might be a good idea to let her know that I'm okay if only so she can keep the others from forcibly taking over the company while I'm recovering."

"Okay. D'you have her number and I'll give her a call?"

"It's programmed into my phone but…I don't have it anymore. I had to ditch it on my way to Heero's." Quatre frowned as he tried to think of another way to get Iria's number.

"Hey, isn't Iria the doctor?" Duo asked.

Quatre nodded.

"Would Sally have her number?"

"I…don't know. But Relena might! Iria was one of her doctors when she was pregnant with Trina."

Quatre made to get out of bed but Duo stopped him. "You stay put. I'll go ask Relena. Wufei? Keep an eye on him."

Wufei stared at the door as it closed behind Duo. "Does he really think I'll be able to chase you down?"

Quatre chuckled. "Don't worry. I won't run off. I couldn't if I wanted to. I'm hooked up to too many of these machines. Though, if I did try to run they'd probably slow me down enough for you to keep up with me."

Duo knocked lightly on Relena's door and, as expected, Heero answered it.

"Is Relena awake? I have a question for her."

Heero nodded and let Duo into the room. Relena was leaning back against her pillows reading a pamphlet. She looked up when Duo came in.

"Hello, Duo. How is Quatre doing?"

"He's doing great. The doctors have said he can probably go home the day after tomorrow. They're only keeping him to make sure he rests like he's supposed to. How are you feeling?"

"I'm…okay," Relena reluctantly admitted.

"We're working through it," Heero told Duo. "Let Quatre know that she's going to be just fine."

Duo nodded. "I will. Hey, Relena, you wouldn't happen to have Iria's phone number on you, would ya? Quatre said he had to ditch his phone and he didn't have her number memorized."

"Oh…um…I don't think I have it, Duo. My phone was confiscated when they took me. I'm sorry."

"Hey, no worries, Princess. It's not a huge deal so don't stress over it. You just rest and I'll talk to you later, okay?"

Relena nodded and gave him a small smile. "Okay, Duo. Tell Quatre I might come see him tomorrow."

"Will do!" Duo let himself out of Relena's room and bumped into Dorothy in the hall. "Oh, hey, Dorothy. How's it going?"

Dorothy shrugged. "It's fine, I guess."

"How's Trowa taking things?"

"He's adjusting as far as I can tell. We've been talking about what we're going to do once we leave here."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. I think Trowa's going to stay with TJ and me for a while and if it works out we'll consider moving in together permanently."

"That's great! You let me know if you need me to knock some sense into Trowa for you, okay?"

Dorothy smiled and nodded. "I will keep that in mind. How is Quatre doing?"

"He's doing pretty good. We thought we ought to call one of his sisters to let them know he didn't go off the deep end like the news said but Relena didn't have any of their numbers since she lost her phone."

"Which sister were you trying to get ahold of?"

"Iria. Why?"

Dorothy pulled out her cell phone and scrolled through the contact list. "Here it is."

Duo frowned. "Why do you have her number?"

"Iria was my doctor while I was pregnant."

"Really?"

Dorothy rolled her eyes. "No, I'm making it up," she drawled. "Do you want her number or not?"

"Yes, please."

Duo put Iria's number into his cell phone and waved a goodbye to Dorothy while he waited for Iria to pick up. He got an answering machine.

"Um…you don't know me, but I've got something really important to speak to you about. If you could call me back as soon as humanly possible, preferably from a secure line, that would be great. Thanks."

Duo left his number but decided that leaving his name might not be the most secure thing to do in this situation. He only hoped that Iria would be the one to call him and not a secretary. He frowned as he thought of something else. He went back into Quatre's room.

"Did Relena have it?" Quatre asked.

"No, but Dorothy did. Apparently Iria was her doctor while she was pregnant. I tried to call it and got her voice mail. I left a message but when she calls me back, how am I supposed to confirm that it's her? You've got lots of sisters and I'd bet that some of them sound the same over the phone."

"Good point," Quatre said, tapping his chin as he thought. "I know! Ask her what colony she found me on during the wars."

"Okay. What's the correct answer?"

"It was a resource satellite. L4-35546."

"Got it. Now we just gotta wait for her to—" Duo's cell phone rang. "Speak of the devil," he said with a grin. "Hello?"

"I received a call from this number."

"Yes. I was looking for Iria Winner."

"That's me. What can I do for you?"

"You don't know me and I don't know you. So to make sure you are who you say you are I need you to answer a question. What colony did you find Quatre on during the wars?"

There was a pause. "It wasn't on a colony. It was resource satellite L4-35546," Iria answered softly. "How do you know about that?"

"Quatre told me to use that to make sure you were who you said you were," Duo explained. "My name is Duo Maxwell. I'm friends with Quatre."

"Do you know where he is?"

"Yes. He's with me. He wanted to let you know he was alive and not to believe everything they're saying on the news."

"Why isn't he telling me this?"

"The doctors here want him to take it easy and I wasn't sure how worked up he'd get talking to any of his sisters."

"Doctors? What happened? Is he okay?"

"Calm down, he's doing fine now. He had an injury that got infected and it caused him to have a bout of endocarditis. He's back from surgery and awake now and the doctor said he can probably go home the day after tomorrow."

"Why didn't you call sooner?" Iria demanded.

"We didn't have your number and things have been a little crazy."

"I want to talk to Quatre."

"Uh…let me see if he's up for it." Duo put his hand over the phone and looked at Quatre. "She wants to talk to you."

Quatre held out his hand for the phone.

"Don't get worked up," Duo warned as he handed the blonde the phone.

Quatre nodded as he took the phone. "Hello? Iria?"

"Quatre! Sweetie, where have you been?! Don't you know how worried I've been?"

"Iria, please, calm down. I'm fine."

"Your friend said you had surgery. That doesn't make you fine!"

"I understand that, Iria. I had a hole in my heart that I was unaware of. The doctor said it's probably been there my whole life."

"You should have had your friend call me sooner! Where are you?"

"I…I shouldn't tell you."

"Why not?"

Quatre sighed. "Iria, I'm in a hospital. I'm sure the media is having a heyday with the fact that I've gone missing and someone broke into my home and killed some of my staff. If they come to you, I want you to be able to honestly say that you don't know. I wanted someone to know that I was okay and you were the first person I thought of that I could trust."

Iria was silent for a moment. "What do you need me to do?"

"Just keep the others from taking over the company. I'll come home as soon as they let me out of here and I'll handle everything then. With all the rumors flying around about me I wanted to make sure that the company would be safe. All of those people need to keep their jobs, Iria. I can't let rumors run us out of business."

"Okay, Quatre. Calm down. I'm going to head over to L4. I'll do what I can to keep everything running smoothly. Is it okay if I stay at your place?"

"Yes, Iria. Thank you! Oh…I…I haven't been home for a while. I don't know what condition it's in. Be careful. Tell…um…ask for Auda or Amal. Tell them that I will be returning shortly and that I said it was okay for you to be there."

"Is Rashid with you, then?"

"Rashid is dead, Iria." Quatre couldn't keep his voice from breaking as he told her the sad news.

"Then who called me looking for you two days ago?"