Accidental Marriage - Part Seven
Disclaimer: Nope. I don't own Gundam Wing. I own Angela Hart, Christopher Ryan, Steve Bailey, Isabel Collins-Ryan, and Alexander Yuy.
Quatre stared at Duo. Duo had the book open on the desk. Quatre let out a sigh. He had to tell him. Perhaps he could get his cooperation in helping to keep things quiet for just a while longer.
"Well, why do you have this book?" asked Duo.
"Let me start from the beginning," said Quatre rubbing his temples, "First of all, nothing I say in this room is to leave. Is that clear?"
"Sure. I promise," answered Duo.
"I got married over a month ago," announced Quatre.
"What?!" exclaimed Duo in disbelief, "You're joking right….you're not joking are you?"
Quatre nodded.
"Your wife is already expecting. My God. I didn't know you had it in you, Quatre. I need to sit down," said Duo. He sat in Quatre's chair. Quatre sat down in the chair in front of his desk.
"She's a month along," reported Quatre.
"Who is she?" asked Duo. It was natural human curiosity to know. He couldn't help but ask.
"Angela," answered Quatre.
"Angela Hart? Dr. Angela Hart? Sidney's best friend?" asked Duo. He was shocked.
"Yes. I was reading the book, so that I wouldn't appear to be as clueless as I feel," said Quatre with a sigh.
"Man! She cute. Beautiful. This is wonderful news. No wonder you've been acting weird. I was starting to worry about you, buddy. You're married and going to be a father. My little Quatre is really growing up. All I need now is to have Wufei married off, and I'll die a happy man," said Duo dramatically as he wiped an nonexistent tear from his eye. Quatre just looked at him funny.
"I need your help," said Quatre.
"Sure. I'll help you," said Duo, "What do you need?"
"I need to keep this quiet. We'll announce it soon, but we need to tell our family and friends first. We didn't exactly get married under best of circumstance," said Quatre lowering his voice.
"Oh. Now I remember, you were in Monaco last month. Is that where all this started?" asked Duo with mischievous look on his face.
"Yes. It was short of unplanned and unexpected. But, I love Angie very much, and I want to protect her as much as possible. I don't want the press or my family tearing into her. Baby or no baby," said Quatre protectively. He was very protective of his family.
"I understand. It's just…WAY TO GO, QUATRE! Man, you are amazing. One shot. Wow," said Duo with a glint in his eye.
"Stop that," ordered Quatre. He didn't blush often, but now he was turning red. He didn't want to talk about that. Quatre recalled his wedding night despite the alcohol. He had enjoyed himself and Angie. But, that didn't mean he wanted to talk about it.
"All right, Quatre. I'll stop. God, you're as touchy as ever," said Duo.
"Are you going to help me? Or what?" asked Quatre ignoring his last comment.
"I already said I would. I'll help all three of you. But, I want something in return," said Duo with a smile.
"What?" asked Quatre with uncertainty.
"I want to be the godfather of the baby," said Duo with a smile. Quatre smiled at him.
"Sure. By the way, your godchild is a boy," said Quatre. Quatre thought that Duo would make a good godfather for the baby. It was either him or one of the other Gundam pilots. Besides, it would give Duo more of incentive to cooperate with him.
"A boy? That's great. Hey, Alex and Sophie will have a new playmate," said Duo proudly. He had a little girl. Sophie was adorable. Duo and Hilde had her a few months before Heero and Sidney had Alex.
"I didn't think about that," said Quatre with a smile.
"What about a name?" asked Duo.
"Sidney said that she'd give us her old baby name books. But, we haven't decided yet," said Quatre.
"Would I be too hopeful for a little Duo?" asked Duo with pleading eyes.
"How did Heero answer you when you suggested it when Alex was born?" asked Quatre with a smirk.
"He didn't answer me. He gave me a death glare. So, I took that as 'No'," answered Duo thoughtfully.
"I don't do a good death glare, but my answer is the same. No," said Quatre.
"Oh, damn," said Duo as he snapped his fingers.
Duo and Quatre spent the rest of the time talking about different things. Quatre was happy to have another guy to talk to about this. Especially, since Duo had already gone through it himself. Duo reassured him that everything would be fine. Duo said that he wouldn't say anything to the other pilots. Quatre told him that Sidney found out. Duo was glad that someone else knew about it. Duo left after an hour. He offered to take Quatre to lunch, but Quatre declined.
As soon as Duo left, Quatre thought about calling Angie. But, it was late in D.C. He didn't want to wake her up. She needed her rest.
* * *
Angie received the most disturbing visit at her lab in the hospital the next day. She was face to face with the tall, dark, and handsome, Dr. Robert Charles.
"I've been trying to reach you for the past few days. Why haven't answered me? Did you get the roses I sent you?" asked Robert with his Scottish accent.
"Yes. I got them. I gave them to one of my patients. The reason why I haven't answered you is because I don't want anything to do with you," said Angie crossing her arms over her chest.
"Come on now, love," cooed Robert.
"Don't call me 'love.' I don't want anything to do with you. Leave me alone. We broke up over a month ago," said Angie defensively.
"Listen to me, Angie. I've learned the error of my ways. I didn't know I had a good thing going when I had it. Please forgive me. Let's start over," cajoled Robert with a smile.
"We can't start over. I'm with someone else now," said Angie trying to get him to leave.
"Who is it?" asked Robert in a dangerous tone.
"I am not telling you. Get out of this lab before I have to call security," ordered Angie in a firm tone.
"You will regret this, Angie. No one turns me down. No one, " promised Robert as he left the room with a smirk on his face.
Angie shivered slightly in his wake. She refused to tell him who she was with and the fact that she was married. She had to protect Quatre and the baby.
Later on that evening, Quatre called her and told her about Duo. Angie was laughing at what Duo had said.
"Are you sure you don't mind that Duo's the godfather for the baby?" asked Quatre.
"No. As long as you don't mind that Sidney's the godmother," said Angie as she was laughed.
"I knew that she was going to be anyway. I think that Chris might be disappointed," said Quatre.
"Don't worry. When we tell everyone everything will be fine," reassured Angie.
"Are there any problems?" asked Quatre.
"Yes. A minor one. His name is Robert Charles," said Angie.
"What?" asked Quatre with concern.
"I used to date him. But, now he wants me back," admitted Angie.
"Is that so? Did you tell him that you were married?" asked Quatre. He didn't like the thought of anyone bothering her.
"No. It's not any of his business. I shouldn't have to say it," answered Angie.
"Please tell me if he bothers you again," said Quatre in a stern tone.
"I will. When are you coming back here?" asked Angie.
"Soon. I don't know," said Quatre, "I'll call you before I come. I have to go back to work. Bye, Angie."
"Goodbye. I'll see you later," said Angie with a smile on her face.
Quatre decided now would be a good time to do a little background check on Robert Charles. He spent his time doing that.
* * *
Angie and Quatre were house hunting in Maryland. It wasn't too far from Saving Grace. It was time to get a house. Quatre owned a lot of property, but not in the East Coast of the United States. He owned property in Asia and Europe for the most part.
"This lovely home is a steal at two million dollars," said the realtor. She was told that Angie was doing the house hunting, and that Quatre was there as a friend. The house that they were at was beautiful; it had high ceilings and four bedrooms. Angie didn't want anything too big. She said that it would take away from the homey atmosphere that she liked at her condo in Norfolk.
The realtor let them look around by themselves.
"A steal at two million dollars," said Angie making an impression of the realtor.
"It is nice. Imagine it with furniture," said Quatre thoughtfully.
"Two million dollars! That's highway robbery," exclaimed Angie.
"Don't worry about it. Besides, this isn't just for you. It's for the baby," said Quatre.
"I don't think the baby will care what the place looks like," remarked Angie. She was now about two months along.
"Just think of the crawling space for him," said Quatre.
"I don't want to think about the crawling space for the baby. Especially, not for this house," insisted Angie.
Quatre let out a sigh. They'd been house hunting for the past two weeks. Angie never even came close to at least liking one of the many houses that they had seen. The realtor was starting to lose patience with her. She was also beginning to be a little suspicious of them, but she didn't say anything.
"At this rate, the baby will be here before we get a house," grumbled Quatre. He turned and found Angie gone. 'Why does she keep doing that to me?' thought Quatre as he went to go look for her.
"Oh my God. I love it. I love this house," called out Angie from one the other rooms. Quatre rushed to where she was. She was standing in an empty well light room. It was big and sunny.
"Did you just say that you love this house?" asked Quatre to make sure that he heard right.
"Look at this room. It's beautiful. I think this would be perfect for the nursery. I can see how all the furniture would be in here. This spot is where the crib should be," said Angie as she walked over to spot that was slightly shaded. Her face was bright and happy.
"Fine. Then, we'll take it," agreed Quatre. As long as she was happy, it didn't matter. He was just glad she had finally chosen a house.
Angie was looking all around the room. Quatre and Angie had a long argument before they decided to buy a house. Despite the fact that Angie had grown up wealthy, she still didn't believe in making frivolous expenses. Quatre didn't believe in doing that either, but a house was a different story. It took a while before Quatre could convince her that he was paying for the house. He didn't want his family to live in Angie's cramped condo. He wanted the baby to have some place where he could run around.
"Have you decided yet?" asked the realtor. She had a hopeful smile on her face.
"Yes. She's decided to take the house," said Quatre.
"I'll get the paperwork for you to sign," said the very happy realtor. As she ran to her car to get the paperwork.
They signed the paperwork. The realtor promised not to say anything when they said that they were married. She said that she had to protect her commission. Quatre said that he'd keep her card just in case he wanted to buy any more property in the area. The realtor left happy and gave them the keys.
"It's all ours," said Angie as she looked around.
"Yes. We should get some furniture soon. Where do you want to start?" asked Quatre. He was looking at the bare living room.
"The bedroom," answered Angie.
"Oh, really?" asked Quatre with a teasing smile.
"Don't look at me like that. Besides, I refuse to sleep on the floor in our own home," said Angie in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Oh," said Quatre.
They looked around. When they left, Angie was a little reluctant to leave. Quatre took her to dinner. This time it was a restaurant of his choice. It had Indian food in it.
"I love this place. It reminds me of my mum's cooking," said Angie.
"Does your mother cook a lot?" asked Quatre. He never knew his mother.
"Yes. That reminds me. You still have to meet my Dad and Mum," said Angie.
"Of course. I don't want my sisters inflicted upon you until I meet your parents," agreed Quatre.
"You keep saying that. Are they going to eat me alive or something?" asked Angie in a teasing tone.
"Maybe," said Quatre looking thoughtful.
"Oh, you know that you love your sisters," declared Angie.
"Maybe," teased Quatre who was now just playing coy.
"Stop that," ordered Angie playfully.
"Maybe…all right. I'll stop," said Quatre.
"I'll call my mum. We'll stay there for the weekend. The next weekend," said Angie.
"That's fine. I'll get Duo to cover for me," said Quatre.
Author's Note: Have you seen the movie, "Meet the Parents"? Hee. Hee.
Disclaimer: Nope. I don't own Gundam Wing. I own Angela Hart, Christopher Ryan, Steve Bailey, Isabel Collins-Ryan, and Alexander Yuy.
Quatre stared at Duo. Duo had the book open on the desk. Quatre let out a sigh. He had to tell him. Perhaps he could get his cooperation in helping to keep things quiet for just a while longer.
"Well, why do you have this book?" asked Duo.
"Let me start from the beginning," said Quatre rubbing his temples, "First of all, nothing I say in this room is to leave. Is that clear?"
"Sure. I promise," answered Duo.
"I got married over a month ago," announced Quatre.
"What?!" exclaimed Duo in disbelief, "You're joking right….you're not joking are you?"
Quatre nodded.
"Your wife is already expecting. My God. I didn't know you had it in you, Quatre. I need to sit down," said Duo. He sat in Quatre's chair. Quatre sat down in the chair in front of his desk.
"She's a month along," reported Quatre.
"Who is she?" asked Duo. It was natural human curiosity to know. He couldn't help but ask.
"Angela," answered Quatre.
"Angela Hart? Dr. Angela Hart? Sidney's best friend?" asked Duo. He was shocked.
"Yes. I was reading the book, so that I wouldn't appear to be as clueless as I feel," said Quatre with a sigh.
"Man! She cute. Beautiful. This is wonderful news. No wonder you've been acting weird. I was starting to worry about you, buddy. You're married and going to be a father. My little Quatre is really growing up. All I need now is to have Wufei married off, and I'll die a happy man," said Duo dramatically as he wiped an nonexistent tear from his eye. Quatre just looked at him funny.
"I need your help," said Quatre.
"Sure. I'll help you," said Duo, "What do you need?"
"I need to keep this quiet. We'll announce it soon, but we need to tell our family and friends first. We didn't exactly get married under best of circumstance," said Quatre lowering his voice.
"Oh. Now I remember, you were in Monaco last month. Is that where all this started?" asked Duo with mischievous look on his face.
"Yes. It was short of unplanned and unexpected. But, I love Angie very much, and I want to protect her as much as possible. I don't want the press or my family tearing into her. Baby or no baby," said Quatre protectively. He was very protective of his family.
"I understand. It's just…WAY TO GO, QUATRE! Man, you are amazing. One shot. Wow," said Duo with a glint in his eye.
"Stop that," ordered Quatre. He didn't blush often, but now he was turning red. He didn't want to talk about that. Quatre recalled his wedding night despite the alcohol. He had enjoyed himself and Angie. But, that didn't mean he wanted to talk about it.
"All right, Quatre. I'll stop. God, you're as touchy as ever," said Duo.
"Are you going to help me? Or what?" asked Quatre ignoring his last comment.
"I already said I would. I'll help all three of you. But, I want something in return," said Duo with a smile.
"What?" asked Quatre with uncertainty.
"I want to be the godfather of the baby," said Duo with a smile. Quatre smiled at him.
"Sure. By the way, your godchild is a boy," said Quatre. Quatre thought that Duo would make a good godfather for the baby. It was either him or one of the other Gundam pilots. Besides, it would give Duo more of incentive to cooperate with him.
"A boy? That's great. Hey, Alex and Sophie will have a new playmate," said Duo proudly. He had a little girl. Sophie was adorable. Duo and Hilde had her a few months before Heero and Sidney had Alex.
"I didn't think about that," said Quatre with a smile.
"What about a name?" asked Duo.
"Sidney said that she'd give us her old baby name books. But, we haven't decided yet," said Quatre.
"Would I be too hopeful for a little Duo?" asked Duo with pleading eyes.
"How did Heero answer you when you suggested it when Alex was born?" asked Quatre with a smirk.
"He didn't answer me. He gave me a death glare. So, I took that as 'No'," answered Duo thoughtfully.
"I don't do a good death glare, but my answer is the same. No," said Quatre.
"Oh, damn," said Duo as he snapped his fingers.
Duo and Quatre spent the rest of the time talking about different things. Quatre was happy to have another guy to talk to about this. Especially, since Duo had already gone through it himself. Duo reassured him that everything would be fine. Duo said that he wouldn't say anything to the other pilots. Quatre told him that Sidney found out. Duo was glad that someone else knew about it. Duo left after an hour. He offered to take Quatre to lunch, but Quatre declined.
As soon as Duo left, Quatre thought about calling Angie. But, it was late in D.C. He didn't want to wake her up. She needed her rest.
* * *
Angie received the most disturbing visit at her lab in the hospital the next day. She was face to face with the tall, dark, and handsome, Dr. Robert Charles.
"I've been trying to reach you for the past few days. Why haven't answered me? Did you get the roses I sent you?" asked Robert with his Scottish accent.
"Yes. I got them. I gave them to one of my patients. The reason why I haven't answered you is because I don't want anything to do with you," said Angie crossing her arms over her chest.
"Come on now, love," cooed Robert.
"Don't call me 'love.' I don't want anything to do with you. Leave me alone. We broke up over a month ago," said Angie defensively.
"Listen to me, Angie. I've learned the error of my ways. I didn't know I had a good thing going when I had it. Please forgive me. Let's start over," cajoled Robert with a smile.
"We can't start over. I'm with someone else now," said Angie trying to get him to leave.
"Who is it?" asked Robert in a dangerous tone.
"I am not telling you. Get out of this lab before I have to call security," ordered Angie in a firm tone.
"You will regret this, Angie. No one turns me down. No one, " promised Robert as he left the room with a smirk on his face.
Angie shivered slightly in his wake. She refused to tell him who she was with and the fact that she was married. She had to protect Quatre and the baby.
Later on that evening, Quatre called her and told her about Duo. Angie was laughing at what Duo had said.
"Are you sure you don't mind that Duo's the godfather for the baby?" asked Quatre.
"No. As long as you don't mind that Sidney's the godmother," said Angie as she was laughed.
"I knew that she was going to be anyway. I think that Chris might be disappointed," said Quatre.
"Don't worry. When we tell everyone everything will be fine," reassured Angie.
"Are there any problems?" asked Quatre.
"Yes. A minor one. His name is Robert Charles," said Angie.
"What?" asked Quatre with concern.
"I used to date him. But, now he wants me back," admitted Angie.
"Is that so? Did you tell him that you were married?" asked Quatre. He didn't like the thought of anyone bothering her.
"No. It's not any of his business. I shouldn't have to say it," answered Angie.
"Please tell me if he bothers you again," said Quatre in a stern tone.
"I will. When are you coming back here?" asked Angie.
"Soon. I don't know," said Quatre, "I'll call you before I come. I have to go back to work. Bye, Angie."
"Goodbye. I'll see you later," said Angie with a smile on her face.
Quatre decided now would be a good time to do a little background check on Robert Charles. He spent his time doing that.
* * *
Angie and Quatre were house hunting in Maryland. It wasn't too far from Saving Grace. It was time to get a house. Quatre owned a lot of property, but not in the East Coast of the United States. He owned property in Asia and Europe for the most part.
"This lovely home is a steal at two million dollars," said the realtor. She was told that Angie was doing the house hunting, and that Quatre was there as a friend. The house that they were at was beautiful; it had high ceilings and four bedrooms. Angie didn't want anything too big. She said that it would take away from the homey atmosphere that she liked at her condo in Norfolk.
The realtor let them look around by themselves.
"A steal at two million dollars," said Angie making an impression of the realtor.
"It is nice. Imagine it with furniture," said Quatre thoughtfully.
"Two million dollars! That's highway robbery," exclaimed Angie.
"Don't worry about it. Besides, this isn't just for you. It's for the baby," said Quatre.
"I don't think the baby will care what the place looks like," remarked Angie. She was now about two months along.
"Just think of the crawling space for him," said Quatre.
"I don't want to think about the crawling space for the baby. Especially, not for this house," insisted Angie.
Quatre let out a sigh. They'd been house hunting for the past two weeks. Angie never even came close to at least liking one of the many houses that they had seen. The realtor was starting to lose patience with her. She was also beginning to be a little suspicious of them, but she didn't say anything.
"At this rate, the baby will be here before we get a house," grumbled Quatre. He turned and found Angie gone. 'Why does she keep doing that to me?' thought Quatre as he went to go look for her.
"Oh my God. I love it. I love this house," called out Angie from one the other rooms. Quatre rushed to where she was. She was standing in an empty well light room. It was big and sunny.
"Did you just say that you love this house?" asked Quatre to make sure that he heard right.
"Look at this room. It's beautiful. I think this would be perfect for the nursery. I can see how all the furniture would be in here. This spot is where the crib should be," said Angie as she walked over to spot that was slightly shaded. Her face was bright and happy.
"Fine. Then, we'll take it," agreed Quatre. As long as she was happy, it didn't matter. He was just glad she had finally chosen a house.
Angie was looking all around the room. Quatre and Angie had a long argument before they decided to buy a house. Despite the fact that Angie had grown up wealthy, she still didn't believe in making frivolous expenses. Quatre didn't believe in doing that either, but a house was a different story. It took a while before Quatre could convince her that he was paying for the house. He didn't want his family to live in Angie's cramped condo. He wanted the baby to have some place where he could run around.
"Have you decided yet?" asked the realtor. She had a hopeful smile on her face.
"Yes. She's decided to take the house," said Quatre.
"I'll get the paperwork for you to sign," said the very happy realtor. As she ran to her car to get the paperwork.
They signed the paperwork. The realtor promised not to say anything when they said that they were married. She said that she had to protect her commission. Quatre said that he'd keep her card just in case he wanted to buy any more property in the area. The realtor left happy and gave them the keys.
"It's all ours," said Angie as she looked around.
"Yes. We should get some furniture soon. Where do you want to start?" asked Quatre. He was looking at the bare living room.
"The bedroom," answered Angie.
"Oh, really?" asked Quatre with a teasing smile.
"Don't look at me like that. Besides, I refuse to sleep on the floor in our own home," said Angie in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Oh," said Quatre.
They looked around. When they left, Angie was a little reluctant to leave. Quatre took her to dinner. This time it was a restaurant of his choice. It had Indian food in it.
"I love this place. It reminds me of my mum's cooking," said Angie.
"Does your mother cook a lot?" asked Quatre. He never knew his mother.
"Yes. That reminds me. You still have to meet my Dad and Mum," said Angie.
"Of course. I don't want my sisters inflicted upon you until I meet your parents," agreed Quatre.
"You keep saying that. Are they going to eat me alive or something?" asked Angie in a teasing tone.
"Maybe," said Quatre looking thoughtful.
"Oh, you know that you love your sisters," declared Angie.
"Maybe," teased Quatre who was now just playing coy.
"Stop that," ordered Angie playfully.
"Maybe…all right. I'll stop," said Quatre.
"I'll call my mum. We'll stay there for the weekend. The next weekend," said Angie.
"That's fine. I'll get Duo to cover for me," said Quatre.
Author's Note: Have you seen the movie, "Meet the Parents"? Hee. Hee.