Accidental Marriage - Part 1
Disclaimer - I don't own Gundam Wing nor it's characters. I do own Christopher Ryan, Angela Hart, Steven Bailey, Isabel Collins-Ryan. I also own little Alexander Yuy.
Author's Note: This really isn't a continuation of Regretting Nothing. More like an added story. A tangent. It's a little further into the future. Heero and Relena, otherwise known as Sidney Marquette, have been married for about three years. Heero has matured a bit, and may seem out of character. A pair of people get together. I'd like to think of this as a romantic comedy. It may not seem like it at first, but I hope it'll be funny later. Let the games begin.
"Alex, please let me take off your shoes," said Heero Yuy in a soft voice. He was trying his best not to yell or use a stern tone on his two year old son. Alexander Yuy was a very active little boy. He has his mother's honey blonde hair which was kept short, and his father's Prussian blue eyes.
"NO!" screamed Alexander. Heero let out a sigh. Alex was a good little boy when he wanted to be, but there were days when he refused to cooperate with Heero. For some unknown reason, Alex listened to his mother more than his father. Heero and Alex were now locked into a battle of wills in the form of a staring contest. Heero was looking into his own eyes. His son had the whole death glare thing down, and he was only two years old. Alex was very advanced for a small child. Sidney opened the door and walked inside.
"What's going on in here?" asked Sidney. Heero looked at his wife. She was wearing her blue scrubs from the ER. Sidney, formerly known as Relena Darlian Peacecraft, looked at her family. She let out a sigh.
"Alex, let your father take off your shoes, please," said Sidney gently. Alex walked over to Heero. Heero took off Alex's shoes. Alex jumped off his father's lap and ran to his mother.
"How's my baby?" asked Sidney. Heero shook his head. Baby? Alex was two. Sidney looked at Heero. She walked over to him, and she gave him a kiss on the lips. Heero kissed his wife back with all his heart. Alex was on the ground demanding some attention from his parents.
"MOMMY! DADDY!" shouted Alex. Heero let out a small growl at his son. Alex didn't react to it. Sidney let out a sigh. She picked him up. He gave her a kiss on the cheek. Alex turned his attention to Heero. He demanded a kiss from his father, too. Heero gave him a kiss on his cheek. Alex's eyes lit up.
"Are we still going to dinner at Chris and Isabel's tonight?" asked Heero. Christopher Ryan, his wife's best friend, had gotten married recently. His wife was the cousin of another friend of theirs, Steven Bailey. Chris' wife, Isabel, was from the south like her cousin. She was tall. She had red hair and green eyes. Chris and Isabel had only been married for six months. They were hosting their first dinner party at their apartment in downtown Washington, D.C.
"Yes. They said that we could bring Alex with us," answered Sidney. Alex was squirming a bit, and had to be put down. He whined a some more, but stopped when Heero looked at him. The phone rang and Heero answered it.
"Hello," greeted Heero.
"Hi, Heero. I just got here in Washington, D.C," greeted Quatre from his portable video phone in the taxi cab.
"Oh. I guess it slipped my mind that you were coming," said Heero.
"I am touched," said Quatre jokingly.
"We're having dinner at the Ryans tonight," said Heero, "I thought that you were coming tomorrow for the meeting."
"Steve and Angie are going to be there. Ask Quatre if he wants to join us," said Sidney from another room putting their son down for a much needed napped.
"You heard her. Do you want to come along?" asked Heero.
"Sure. I'll meet you there. I'll call Chris, and tell him that I'm coming. I can't wait to see Alex, again," said Quatre closing the connection.
"Is he coming to dinner?" asked Sidney who had come back into the room.
"Yes. Is Alex napping?" asked Heero looking at Sidney.
"Yes," answered Sidney nodding.
"Then, let's make the best of," said Heero as he slide his arms around her.
"If that's what you want…" started Sidney. He interrupted her with a deep kiss.
They made the best of their time together while Alex was sleeping.
* * *
Quatre was the first one to arrive at the Ryans apartment. Chris and Isabel lived in what use to be just Chris' apartment. The apartment was in an old renovated hotel. Quatre was quite surprised at the new decorating.
"Your apartment looks different," said Quatre.
"Yes. This is what happens when you let your wife take over," said Chris with a smirk on his face. Isabel gave him a sharp look. "But…it's very nice to have a woman's touch," added Chris quickly. Quatre started laughing at Chris.
"It's nice to see you again, Quatre," said Isabel in her soft southern accent.
"It's great to see you again, Isabel. If anyone has any hope of taming Chris, it's you," said Quatre with a smile.
"She's already tamed me. Mr. I-not-married-yet. Lucky guy," remarked Chris.
"What do you mean 'Lucky Guy'?" asked Isabel with a glare. Just in the nick of time, the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it," said Quatre immediately wanting to get out of the way. He answered the door, and Alex came running into Quatre's legs.
"Uncle Quatre!" exclaimed Alex. Quatre picked him up. Quatre, Trowa, Duo, and Wufei were the godfathers chosen by Heero. Chris and Angie were the godparents that Sidney had selected.
"How are you?" asked Quatre.
"I'm fine. Daddy took me to the park today instead of Mommy. Mommy was at the hospital. Then, I took a nap. Then, we came here. What are you doing here, Uncle Quatre?" asked Alex brightly.
"I am here to meet with your father for some business at work. Hello, Heero. Sidney," said Quatre.
"Hi Quatre," said Sidney with a bright smile.
"Hi everyone!" greeted with Chris with a big smile.
"Uncle Chris!" burst Alex. Alex tried to take a dive into Chris' arms from Quatre's arms. Heero stopped his son before he could. Alex looked a little disappointed that his flight was cut off.
"Don't do that, Alex," said Heero in a firm but gently voice. Alex whimpered slightly. Heero took his son into his arms. Alex leaned against his father. Everyone else started laughing.
"Are we late for something that was funny?" asked Angela Hart. Behind her was Steve Bailey.
"We brought dessert," teased Steve.
"Is it cake?" asked Alex.
"Maybe," said Steve looking at the little boy winking.
"Put me down, Daddy," demanded Alex.
"Alex, what do you have to say first?" corrected Sidney.
"Please, put me down, Daddy," asked Alex. Heero put him down. Alex ran up to Steve to look at the cake that they brought.
Angie, Sidney, and Chris did their standard greeting of hugs and kisses. Steve shook hands with Quatre. He gave his cousin as kiss on the cheek. He and Chris hugged each other.
"We'll let's eat. Shall we?" said Isabel.
Everyone gave an affirmative answered.
* * *
The dinner went off nicely. Alex fell asleep and was put into the guest room to take sleep. All the adults were in separate groups talking. Chris, Isabel, and Steve were talking about how the apartment looks. Steve made fun of Chris for bending to the Isabel's will.
Sidney and Angie were talking in the balcony. Heero and Quatre went over Preventer business. They were using Chris' computer for the work.
"So, you and Robert broke up. You two were dating for over six months," said Sidney.
"Yes. I wasted my time. I thought that I would marry that guy. But, instead he said that it was time for us to see other people. Can you believe that bull shit?" asked Angie with an angry tone accented her British accented.
"I told you that Robert wasn't right for you. I knew that," said Sidney.
"Oh, no. Don't give me your standard I told you so speech. I don't want to hear it, Sid," cried Angie.
"But, you have to. You keep looking for things that aren't going to be there. Ever. You keep thinking that you can change the jerks you date," said Sidney.
"Look at you. You said that Heero changed!" exclaimed Angie. Luckily, no one could hear them.
"Because he wanted to. He changed by himself. I didn't have anything to do with him changing. The guys you're going out with don't want to change. Or make a commitment," said Sidney calmly.
"Can we talk about something else? Anything but this," requested Angie. Sidney sighed and changed the topic.
"I want to ask you a favor," said Sidney.
"What?" asked Angie.
"There's a medical conference that is taking place next week in Monaco. I was told by the board to go. But, I really don't want to. So, I asked them if I could get someone to go in my place. Could you go, Angie?" asked Sidney.
"I don't see why not. It's not like I have a life other than work. Besides, it might be fun to go. I can get out of D.C. for awhile. I can consider it a vacation," replied Angie thought fully.
"That's the spirit. Thanks Angie," said Sidney in a happy voice.
Soon the dinner party broke off for the evening. Everyone went their ways.
* * *
Quatre was having lunch with his sister, Iria. They were having lunch in London. They were at a nice restaurant that wasn't far from the Preventers Headquarters. Iria had something very important to discuss with Quatre.
"It's time you got married, Quatre. You can't put it off forever," said Iria.
"I can. And I will," said Quatre firmly.
"You have to provide an heir. You're more than old enough to get married. I understood before. When Father died, you were only fifteen, and it was unreasonable to force you to get married," said Iria trying to make a convincing argument.
Quatre was twenty-five years old. He felt like he was still to young to get married. He hated his sisters and advisors badgering to make him get married.
"No. I am not getting married. Stop wasting your breath," said Quatre holding his arms in front of him. Iria shook her head. Her younger brother knew how to be stubborn. After all, he was former Gundam pilot. The one trait that all the Gundam pilots had in varying degrees, other than the skills, was stubbornness.
"Fine. But, you know I'm not the only one. You are one of the most eligible bachelors on Earth and in the Colonies. I am trying to save you from those gold digging women, Quatre. I thought that when Heero, Duo, and Trowa had gotten married…it would have motivated you to do the same. I guess not…" trailed off Iria when she noticed that Quatre was covering his ears.
"I can stay one jump ahead of the marriage train, Iria," said Quatre with reassuring smile on his face.
"Where are you going to be next week?" asked Iria as she took a bite of her food.
"Why? So you, can nag me some more?" asked Quatre back with an attitude. He was really frustrated. Quatre knew that his family worried about. But, he was a former Gundam pilot…he was perfectly capable of taking care of himself.
"Just say where you'll be," said Iria with a sigh.
"I'll be in Monaco next week for the ball over there," answered Quatre.
* * *
It was next week. Angie had checked into one of the fanciest hotels in all of Monaco. The medical conference apparently running concurrent with a special ball with a bunch of billionaires. Angie was enjoying stay on the tab of Saving Grace Hospital. The meetings were boring, but the massages and food was fantastic. All this helped her forget her problems. But, on the second to last day there was someone that she ran into.
"Hello, sweetheart," said Robert thickly. He was a doctor from another hospital in the D.C. area. Dr. Robert Charles was handsome and he knew it. Angie whipped around and glared at him.
"What are you doing here, Dr. Charles?" asked Angie narrowing her eyes.
"The same thing you are, Dr. Hart," answered Robert. He looked at her. Suddenly, Angie felt sick to her stomach. She turned to walk away.
"Why don't you go to the desert and die in a sand storm?" said Angie in a cold tone. Robert laughed at Angie's insult. Like it was a cat snipping at a lion.
"You know the reason why we broke up was because you were never able to provide for my needs as a man," sneered Robert as he stalked off.
'I need a drink,' thought Angie as she made it to the bar.
* * *
Quatre couldn't take it anymore. He was beginning to dislike these balls even more. Quatre's sister was right, but he was never going to admit it to her or to anyone.
"Mr. Winner, I brought you some wine," said a blonde girl.
"That's alright. I don't drink alcohol," said Quatre discouraging the girl.
"Mr. Winner, are you ever going to go out with me?" whined a girl with black hair.
"Uh…I have to go," said Quatre retreating away from the half a dozen girls who had him surrounded.
He left the ball early. He didn't even stay for more than an hour. Quatre had to get back to his hotel. When he got there, he realized that he had accidentally left his key in his room. He wanted to kick himself for being stupid enough to make such a foolish mistake. He went to the front desk to get another key. The front desk clerk gave him a new key. Quatre was about to go back to his room when he saw someone who looked familiar to him. It was Angela Hart. She was at the hotel bar. Quatre walked over to the bar.
"Hello," said Quatre. Angela turned around.
"Quatre? What are you doing here?" asked Angie. She was grateful to see a friendly, familiar face.
"I was here for the charity ball," answered Quatre as he took a sit next to Angie, "What are you doing here?"
"I am here for a medical conference. There are doctors from all over the world here. I came here in Sidney's place," replied Angie.
"That was nice of you. I know that Sidney wants to spend as much time with Heero and Alex as possible. It's hard because Heero is working at the Preventers. And Sidney's working at the hospital. But, it's wonderful that they still make time for each other," said Quatre with a smile.
"Yeah. Isn't marriage great?" asked Angie sarcastically.
"I agree," agreed Quatre as he rubbed the back of his head.
"Bad night?" said Angie.
"I'll say. Do you know how many women are trying to rope me like a prized steer?" asked Quatre.
Angie stared laughing. Quatre thought that her laughter was like music to his ears. The barkeeper looked at Quatre. Quatre didn't typically drink. However, he was feeling in direr need of one.
"What are you having?" asked Quatre.
"I am having a Bloody Mary," answered Angie.
"How many have you had?" asked Quatre.
"I am still on my first one. And if I'm lucky I'll have enough to dull my senses for awhile," answered Angie with a whisper.
"I suppose I could join you for awhile. It looks like we both have some problems to forget," said Quatre thoughtful.
Quatre got a Bloody Mary. This was only the start for the two of them.
Author's Note: What do you think? Should I continue? Or should I stop? Please review. I never thought that Quatre and Dorothy made a good couple. How could anyone have a relationship with someone who stabs them? At least, Heero never hurt Relena physically.
Disclaimer - I don't own Gundam Wing nor it's characters. I do own Christopher Ryan, Angela Hart, Steven Bailey, Isabel Collins-Ryan. I also own little Alexander Yuy.
Author's Note: This really isn't a continuation of Regretting Nothing. More like an added story. A tangent. It's a little further into the future. Heero and Relena, otherwise known as Sidney Marquette, have been married for about three years. Heero has matured a bit, and may seem out of character. A pair of people get together. I'd like to think of this as a romantic comedy. It may not seem like it at first, but I hope it'll be funny later. Let the games begin.
"Alex, please let me take off your shoes," said Heero Yuy in a soft voice. He was trying his best not to yell or use a stern tone on his two year old son. Alexander Yuy was a very active little boy. He has his mother's honey blonde hair which was kept short, and his father's Prussian blue eyes.
"NO!" screamed Alexander. Heero let out a sigh. Alex was a good little boy when he wanted to be, but there were days when he refused to cooperate with Heero. For some unknown reason, Alex listened to his mother more than his father. Heero and Alex were now locked into a battle of wills in the form of a staring contest. Heero was looking into his own eyes. His son had the whole death glare thing down, and he was only two years old. Alex was very advanced for a small child. Sidney opened the door and walked inside.
"What's going on in here?" asked Sidney. Heero looked at his wife. She was wearing her blue scrubs from the ER. Sidney, formerly known as Relena Darlian Peacecraft, looked at her family. She let out a sigh.
"Alex, let your father take off your shoes, please," said Sidney gently. Alex walked over to Heero. Heero took off Alex's shoes. Alex jumped off his father's lap and ran to his mother.
"How's my baby?" asked Sidney. Heero shook his head. Baby? Alex was two. Sidney looked at Heero. She walked over to him, and she gave him a kiss on the lips. Heero kissed his wife back with all his heart. Alex was on the ground demanding some attention from his parents.
"MOMMY! DADDY!" shouted Alex. Heero let out a small growl at his son. Alex didn't react to it. Sidney let out a sigh. She picked him up. He gave her a kiss on the cheek. Alex turned his attention to Heero. He demanded a kiss from his father, too. Heero gave him a kiss on his cheek. Alex's eyes lit up.
"Are we still going to dinner at Chris and Isabel's tonight?" asked Heero. Christopher Ryan, his wife's best friend, had gotten married recently. His wife was the cousin of another friend of theirs, Steven Bailey. Chris' wife, Isabel, was from the south like her cousin. She was tall. She had red hair and green eyes. Chris and Isabel had only been married for six months. They were hosting their first dinner party at their apartment in downtown Washington, D.C.
"Yes. They said that we could bring Alex with us," answered Sidney. Alex was squirming a bit, and had to be put down. He whined a some more, but stopped when Heero looked at him. The phone rang and Heero answered it.
"Hello," greeted Heero.
"Hi, Heero. I just got here in Washington, D.C," greeted Quatre from his portable video phone in the taxi cab.
"Oh. I guess it slipped my mind that you were coming," said Heero.
"I am touched," said Quatre jokingly.
"We're having dinner at the Ryans tonight," said Heero, "I thought that you were coming tomorrow for the meeting."
"Steve and Angie are going to be there. Ask Quatre if he wants to join us," said Sidney from another room putting their son down for a much needed napped.
"You heard her. Do you want to come along?" asked Heero.
"Sure. I'll meet you there. I'll call Chris, and tell him that I'm coming. I can't wait to see Alex, again," said Quatre closing the connection.
"Is he coming to dinner?" asked Sidney who had come back into the room.
"Yes. Is Alex napping?" asked Heero looking at Sidney.
"Yes," answered Sidney nodding.
"Then, let's make the best of," said Heero as he slide his arms around her.
"If that's what you want…" started Sidney. He interrupted her with a deep kiss.
They made the best of their time together while Alex was sleeping.
* * *
Quatre was the first one to arrive at the Ryans apartment. Chris and Isabel lived in what use to be just Chris' apartment. The apartment was in an old renovated hotel. Quatre was quite surprised at the new decorating.
"Your apartment looks different," said Quatre.
"Yes. This is what happens when you let your wife take over," said Chris with a smirk on his face. Isabel gave him a sharp look. "But…it's very nice to have a woman's touch," added Chris quickly. Quatre started laughing at Chris.
"It's nice to see you again, Quatre," said Isabel in her soft southern accent.
"It's great to see you again, Isabel. If anyone has any hope of taming Chris, it's you," said Quatre with a smile.
"She's already tamed me. Mr. I-not-married-yet. Lucky guy," remarked Chris.
"What do you mean 'Lucky Guy'?" asked Isabel with a glare. Just in the nick of time, the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it," said Quatre immediately wanting to get out of the way. He answered the door, and Alex came running into Quatre's legs.
"Uncle Quatre!" exclaimed Alex. Quatre picked him up. Quatre, Trowa, Duo, and Wufei were the godfathers chosen by Heero. Chris and Angie were the godparents that Sidney had selected.
"How are you?" asked Quatre.
"I'm fine. Daddy took me to the park today instead of Mommy. Mommy was at the hospital. Then, I took a nap. Then, we came here. What are you doing here, Uncle Quatre?" asked Alex brightly.
"I am here to meet with your father for some business at work. Hello, Heero. Sidney," said Quatre.
"Hi Quatre," said Sidney with a bright smile.
"Hi everyone!" greeted with Chris with a big smile.
"Uncle Chris!" burst Alex. Alex tried to take a dive into Chris' arms from Quatre's arms. Heero stopped his son before he could. Alex looked a little disappointed that his flight was cut off.
"Don't do that, Alex," said Heero in a firm but gently voice. Alex whimpered slightly. Heero took his son into his arms. Alex leaned against his father. Everyone else started laughing.
"Are we late for something that was funny?" asked Angela Hart. Behind her was Steve Bailey.
"We brought dessert," teased Steve.
"Is it cake?" asked Alex.
"Maybe," said Steve looking at the little boy winking.
"Put me down, Daddy," demanded Alex.
"Alex, what do you have to say first?" corrected Sidney.
"Please, put me down, Daddy," asked Alex. Heero put him down. Alex ran up to Steve to look at the cake that they brought.
Angie, Sidney, and Chris did their standard greeting of hugs and kisses. Steve shook hands with Quatre. He gave his cousin as kiss on the cheek. He and Chris hugged each other.
"We'll let's eat. Shall we?" said Isabel.
Everyone gave an affirmative answered.
* * *
The dinner went off nicely. Alex fell asleep and was put into the guest room to take sleep. All the adults were in separate groups talking. Chris, Isabel, and Steve were talking about how the apartment looks. Steve made fun of Chris for bending to the Isabel's will.
Sidney and Angie were talking in the balcony. Heero and Quatre went over Preventer business. They were using Chris' computer for the work.
"So, you and Robert broke up. You two were dating for over six months," said Sidney.
"Yes. I wasted my time. I thought that I would marry that guy. But, instead he said that it was time for us to see other people. Can you believe that bull shit?" asked Angie with an angry tone accented her British accented.
"I told you that Robert wasn't right for you. I knew that," said Sidney.
"Oh, no. Don't give me your standard I told you so speech. I don't want to hear it, Sid," cried Angie.
"But, you have to. You keep looking for things that aren't going to be there. Ever. You keep thinking that you can change the jerks you date," said Sidney.
"Look at you. You said that Heero changed!" exclaimed Angie. Luckily, no one could hear them.
"Because he wanted to. He changed by himself. I didn't have anything to do with him changing. The guys you're going out with don't want to change. Or make a commitment," said Sidney calmly.
"Can we talk about something else? Anything but this," requested Angie. Sidney sighed and changed the topic.
"I want to ask you a favor," said Sidney.
"What?" asked Angie.
"There's a medical conference that is taking place next week in Monaco. I was told by the board to go. But, I really don't want to. So, I asked them if I could get someone to go in my place. Could you go, Angie?" asked Sidney.
"I don't see why not. It's not like I have a life other than work. Besides, it might be fun to go. I can get out of D.C. for awhile. I can consider it a vacation," replied Angie thought fully.
"That's the spirit. Thanks Angie," said Sidney in a happy voice.
Soon the dinner party broke off for the evening. Everyone went their ways.
* * *
Quatre was having lunch with his sister, Iria. They were having lunch in London. They were at a nice restaurant that wasn't far from the Preventers Headquarters. Iria had something very important to discuss with Quatre.
"It's time you got married, Quatre. You can't put it off forever," said Iria.
"I can. And I will," said Quatre firmly.
"You have to provide an heir. You're more than old enough to get married. I understood before. When Father died, you were only fifteen, and it was unreasonable to force you to get married," said Iria trying to make a convincing argument.
Quatre was twenty-five years old. He felt like he was still to young to get married. He hated his sisters and advisors badgering to make him get married.
"No. I am not getting married. Stop wasting your breath," said Quatre holding his arms in front of him. Iria shook her head. Her younger brother knew how to be stubborn. After all, he was former Gundam pilot. The one trait that all the Gundam pilots had in varying degrees, other than the skills, was stubbornness.
"Fine. But, you know I'm not the only one. You are one of the most eligible bachelors on Earth and in the Colonies. I am trying to save you from those gold digging women, Quatre. I thought that when Heero, Duo, and Trowa had gotten married…it would have motivated you to do the same. I guess not…" trailed off Iria when she noticed that Quatre was covering his ears.
"I can stay one jump ahead of the marriage train, Iria," said Quatre with reassuring smile on his face.
"Where are you going to be next week?" asked Iria as she took a bite of her food.
"Why? So you, can nag me some more?" asked Quatre back with an attitude. He was really frustrated. Quatre knew that his family worried about. But, he was a former Gundam pilot…he was perfectly capable of taking care of himself.
"Just say where you'll be," said Iria with a sigh.
"I'll be in Monaco next week for the ball over there," answered Quatre.
* * *
It was next week. Angie had checked into one of the fanciest hotels in all of Monaco. The medical conference apparently running concurrent with a special ball with a bunch of billionaires. Angie was enjoying stay on the tab of Saving Grace Hospital. The meetings were boring, but the massages and food was fantastic. All this helped her forget her problems. But, on the second to last day there was someone that she ran into.
"Hello, sweetheart," said Robert thickly. He was a doctor from another hospital in the D.C. area. Dr. Robert Charles was handsome and he knew it. Angie whipped around and glared at him.
"What are you doing here, Dr. Charles?" asked Angie narrowing her eyes.
"The same thing you are, Dr. Hart," answered Robert. He looked at her. Suddenly, Angie felt sick to her stomach. She turned to walk away.
"Why don't you go to the desert and die in a sand storm?" said Angie in a cold tone. Robert laughed at Angie's insult. Like it was a cat snipping at a lion.
"You know the reason why we broke up was because you were never able to provide for my needs as a man," sneered Robert as he stalked off.
'I need a drink,' thought Angie as she made it to the bar.
* * *
Quatre couldn't take it anymore. He was beginning to dislike these balls even more. Quatre's sister was right, but he was never going to admit it to her or to anyone.
"Mr. Winner, I brought you some wine," said a blonde girl.
"That's alright. I don't drink alcohol," said Quatre discouraging the girl.
"Mr. Winner, are you ever going to go out with me?" whined a girl with black hair.
"Uh…I have to go," said Quatre retreating away from the half a dozen girls who had him surrounded.
He left the ball early. He didn't even stay for more than an hour. Quatre had to get back to his hotel. When he got there, he realized that he had accidentally left his key in his room. He wanted to kick himself for being stupid enough to make such a foolish mistake. He went to the front desk to get another key. The front desk clerk gave him a new key. Quatre was about to go back to his room when he saw someone who looked familiar to him. It was Angela Hart. She was at the hotel bar. Quatre walked over to the bar.
"Hello," said Quatre. Angela turned around.
"Quatre? What are you doing here?" asked Angie. She was grateful to see a friendly, familiar face.
"I was here for the charity ball," answered Quatre as he took a sit next to Angie, "What are you doing here?"
"I am here for a medical conference. There are doctors from all over the world here. I came here in Sidney's place," replied Angie.
"That was nice of you. I know that Sidney wants to spend as much time with Heero and Alex as possible. It's hard because Heero is working at the Preventers. And Sidney's working at the hospital. But, it's wonderful that they still make time for each other," said Quatre with a smile.
"Yeah. Isn't marriage great?" asked Angie sarcastically.
"I agree," agreed Quatre as he rubbed the back of his head.
"Bad night?" said Angie.
"I'll say. Do you know how many women are trying to rope me like a prized steer?" asked Quatre.
Angie stared laughing. Quatre thought that her laughter was like music to his ears. The barkeeper looked at Quatre. Quatre didn't typically drink. However, he was feeling in direr need of one.
"What are you having?" asked Quatre.
"I am having a Bloody Mary," answered Angie.
"How many have you had?" asked Quatre.
"I am still on my first one. And if I'm lucky I'll have enough to dull my senses for awhile," answered Angie with a whisper.
"I suppose I could join you for awhile. It looks like we both have some problems to forget," said Quatre thoughtful.
Quatre got a Bloody Mary. This was only the start for the two of them.
Author's Note: What do you think? Should I continue? Or should I stop? Please review. I never thought that Quatre and Dorothy made a good couple. How could anyone have a relationship with someone who stabs them? At least, Heero never hurt Relena physically.