Accidental Marriage - Part 10
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing.
Quatre was now in London. He had attended several meetings. Duo kept him company for the most part. The rest of the Gundam pilots didn't seem to notice or care. It was the day after Robert Charles had called every major news media on Earth and the Colonies. Quatre had no idea what he was about to face. He had gotten up late in his flat in London. He was up late talking to his wife. Angie said that they had to go to Dr. Wong for their upcoming appointment. Quatre promised that he would try to make it, but Angie said that Sid would be happy to join her. As a result of rushing to work, Quatre didn't have time to look at the news.
Quatre parked his car in the underground garage at the Preventers Offices. He was about to go into the elevator when Duo came running down the stairs.
"DON'T GO IN THERE!" shouted Duo. He was carrying a newspaper. He was a little breathless running from his office to the basement level garage using several flights of stairs.
"Why?" asked Quatre.
"Did you see the news today?" asked Duo. He showed Quatre the London Times he had with him. Quatre took one look at the headline: WINNER MARRIED. His eyes widened. Quatre yanked the paper away from Duo.
"What the HELL?!" exclaimed Quatre. He usually didn't swear, but now was one of those rare times. He skimmed the article. It said when he got married and to whom.
"Man, it's all over the news, Quatre. So, I decided to warn you. Everyone is waiting for you. Don't come today," insisted Duo.
"I got up late today. I didn't have time to see the news. Why didn't I turn on the radio on the way over here?" said Quatre mentally kicking himself.
"I didn't say anything. I swear. I don't think Sidney said anything either. Alex is too little to understand. Heero wasn't told. Who would do this?" asked Duo.
"I don't know-" started Quatre. Then, it dawned on him. Charles. It had to be him. The anger in Quatre's veins started to rise.
"Who?" asked Duo. He knew that Quatre knew who did it.
"I'm going back to my flat. Thanks for the heads up, Duo," said Quatre as he ran back to the car.
"That's okay. Take my paper. They all have copies anyway," said Duo as he threw his arms into the air. Quatre didn't hear him.
Duo let out a sigh and took the elevator up to the conference room. When he got there, he found everyone staring at him. Heero was glaring at him. Wufei gave him an expectant look. Trowa stared at him silently. Lady Une had her hands on her hips, and was looking at him.
"What?" asked Duo. He didn't like the way they were all looking at him.
"Why did you tell Quatre not to come in, Duo?" asked Heero.
"Who me?" asked Duo with an innocent look on his face.
"Yes. You," said Wufei.
"You forgot about the cameras in the parking garage, Duo. We saw everything," stated Trowa calmly.
"Oh," said Duo coyly.
"Don't play dumb, Maxwell!" exclaimed Wufei.
"I don't know what you're talking about," lied Duo firmly as he folded his arms over his chest. He's been tortured by OZ soldiers the chances of them breaking him were slim. But, they were fellow Gundam pilots. So, he had to be careful.
"You knew about this," said Trowa quietly with his arms folded over his chest. Heero, Trowa, and Wufei had him surrounded. Duo gulped nervously. Lady Une was standing behind them. It wasn't that Quatre really did anything wrong. It was the fact that the Preventers Offices were be flooded with calls from newspapers and TV stations. It was disrupting the workday. On top of that, Duo was withholding important information.
"How long have you known?" asked Heero.
"I can't say," answered Duo.
"When did he tell you?" asked Wufei.
"I can't say," answered Duo.
"Is that all of your answers?" asked Trowa.
"I can't say," answered Duo.
"Duo, please tell us something," pleaded Lady Une.
"I gave my word. I can't say anything," answered Duo with a firm voice. He didn't want to betray Quatre, and he was the baby's godfather. 'I hope your parents tell you kid how much your Uncle Duo had to go to bat for ya?' thought Duo.
"He's not going to tell us anymore," said Trowa quietly to Heero and Wufei. Wufei gave Duo a strange look.
"WHO KNEW THAT MAXWELL COULD KEEP SECRET?!" exclaimed Wufei as he threw his arms up into the air.
"Aw. Wu-man, give me some credit," said Duo with a slight pout.
Heero had a sudden realization. How many people knew that Quatre had married Angie? "Does Sidney know?" asked Heero.
"I can't say. My name is Duo Maxwell. My date of birth is June 11, 180 AC," said Duo. Giving his name and birthday like he was captured by the enemy. Heero let out a sigh, and went to his office to call his wife.
Sidney was chasing Alex around the house in Washington D.C. to get him into his bath. "Alexander Yuy, come back here right now," ordered Sidney in a firm voice. It was so much easier with Heero there. She heard the videophone ring, and she answered it. Sidney knew what was going on, and had spent the morning warning Angie not to go the hospital. She still had to get Alex into his bath. "Hello?" said Sidney.
"Hello, Sidney. Something very interesting is happening over here, and I was wondering if you could help us," said Heero calmly.
"What about, Heero?" asked Sidney innocently.
"About Quatre and Angie getting married," answered Heero.
"You know, Heero. I have to give Alex his bath. I'll call you back," said Sidney with a smile.
"I'll wait. Go and give Alex his bath," said Heero calmly.
"Are you sure?" asked Sidney desperately.
"Yes," answered her husband. He wanted twenty minutes on the line while he heard his son get his bath. Sidney came back on the line, and she looked tired. Alex was clean and had wet hair. He was happily playing on the floor. "Hi, Daddy!" greeted Alex happily, and he went back to playing with his little airplanes on the floor. Heero gave his son a small smile.
"I am so tired," said Sidney. It looked like she took a bath, too.
"I know. So, tell me what you know," commanded Heero quietly.
"I can't say," said Sidney.
"That's what Duo said," said Heero, "He wouldn't say if you knew whether or not that they were married."
"Yes. I know that they got married. But, I gave my word that I wouldn't say anything. Not even to you. I'm sorry," said Sidney with a sigh.
"How long have you known?" asked Heero.
"For about two months," answered Sidney. Heero's eyes widened slightly. "Put your eyes back into their sockets, Heero. I swore I wouldn't say anything. I had to tell Angie not to come to Saving Grace. It's a media circus down there."
"It's like it here, too. Duo told Quatre not to come in either," said Heero.
"Don't be mad at me. I gave my word. I always keep my word. Besides, they didn't do anything wrong. Everyone is entitled to some privacy. Especially, at this time for Quatre and Angie," said Sidney. She had to at least keep the baby quiet. Sid had spent the morning letting Alex run around the house, so that she could look up the newspapers and watch the news. It was everywhere.
"That's all right. I suppose I understand. It's just that there's so much going on. We can't do anything," said Heero. Sidney always kept her word. That was something Heero was always grateful for. "I have to go back to see what's happened."
"Go easy on Duo," said Sidney.
"Yes. I promise. Bye," said Heero.
"Bye, bye, Daddy," said Alex as he waved his little hand. Heero gave his son a wave goodbye.
* * *
Quatre got out of his car and found a mob of reporters in front of his flat. He let out a sigh. How was he going to get past all of them?
"Mr. Winner? Please say something about the your marriage," said a woman.
"Mr. Winner? Give a statement," said another reporter.
"Why didn't you say anything, Mr. Winner?" asked a news channel reporter.
There were news cameras. There was flashing lights of camera. Quatre shoved his way past all of them. He calmly did this, and kept his temper in check. He brought out his keys and let himself inside, and prevented them from going into the flat.
Quatre went all over the flat systematically. He closed the curtains and locked some more doors. He didn't like this one bit. Quatre saw that his answering machine had over fifty messages. He sighed.
"Hello, Quatre. This is your sister Ami…" started one of his sisters. Quatre hit the skip button. He kept doing that every time it was either one of his sisters or the press. He listened to messages from his PR company and his lawyers. The last two messages were from Angie. She sounded worried. Quatre called her back first.
"Hello, honey. How are you holding up?" asked Quatre carefully.
"How do you think I'm holding up, Quatre?!" demanded Angie. She looked angry. Quatre slightly winced when she answered him.
"Yeah. Well, my morning wasn't any better," said Quatre.
"What are we going to do?" asked Angie there were tears forming in her eyes. Quatre noticed.
"Every thing will be all right. I'll take care of everything," said Quatre reassuringly.
"Who could have told them? Sidney and Duo wouldn't do it. The hotel staff was quieted," asked Angie. She had been thinking about it all day.
"No. They wouldn't. In fact, Duo warned me not to go in. I should have told you earlier," said Quatre looking thoughtful.
"About what?" asked Angie.
"Robert Charles paid me a visit in my office in L4. I didn't think much of it. But, he knew. I am sure he leaked this all to the press," answered Quatre.
"That son of a bitch, " said Angie. Quatre looked at her surprised. He didn't know if it was the hormones or the situation. He just didn't expect that.
"I'll be calling my lawyers," said Quatre.
"What am I suppose to do? I can't go to work. You can't leave to come with me to Dr. Wong," said Angie wiping her face clean.
"I'll try my best. Even if it means ramming the press out of the way. Call Sidney or Chris. I am sure that one or both would be willing to go with you. Just in case. I'll be sending over some protection for the time being," said Quatre.
"All right. It was just nice. To talk to you," said Angie.
"Bye, Angie," said Quatre.
"Bye, love," said Angie.
Quatre got off the line and called his lawyer. He set up a conference call with his lawyers. All twelve of them.
"I want to sue Robert Charles of Washington, D.C. for a violation of privacy," said Quatre.
"Mr. Winner, why didn't you say that you were married?" asked Mr. Perez.
"I didn't want to," said Quatre, "Look. I am tired, and I don't want to deal with this right now. I have done enough today. Just do what you are told." Quatre knew that he was being rude, but he didn't care at this point.
"Yes, Mr. Winner," said the lawyers in unison.
Quatre let out sigh. All he could now was wait.
Author's Note: Sorry about this part not having a lot. I had a midterm to study for. I hope that I got Duo's birthday right. I looked it up on a website. I think the year the Gundam pilots and Relena/Sidney were born on the year 180 AC. Because Gundam Wing starts on the year 195 AC. So, 195-15=180. Sorry for any mistakes I have made. ClareBear's tired.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing.
Quatre was now in London. He had attended several meetings. Duo kept him company for the most part. The rest of the Gundam pilots didn't seem to notice or care. It was the day after Robert Charles had called every major news media on Earth and the Colonies. Quatre had no idea what he was about to face. He had gotten up late in his flat in London. He was up late talking to his wife. Angie said that they had to go to Dr. Wong for their upcoming appointment. Quatre promised that he would try to make it, but Angie said that Sid would be happy to join her. As a result of rushing to work, Quatre didn't have time to look at the news.
Quatre parked his car in the underground garage at the Preventers Offices. He was about to go into the elevator when Duo came running down the stairs.
"DON'T GO IN THERE!" shouted Duo. He was carrying a newspaper. He was a little breathless running from his office to the basement level garage using several flights of stairs.
"Why?" asked Quatre.
"Did you see the news today?" asked Duo. He showed Quatre the London Times he had with him. Quatre took one look at the headline: WINNER MARRIED. His eyes widened. Quatre yanked the paper away from Duo.
"What the HELL?!" exclaimed Quatre. He usually didn't swear, but now was one of those rare times. He skimmed the article. It said when he got married and to whom.
"Man, it's all over the news, Quatre. So, I decided to warn you. Everyone is waiting for you. Don't come today," insisted Duo.
"I got up late today. I didn't have time to see the news. Why didn't I turn on the radio on the way over here?" said Quatre mentally kicking himself.
"I didn't say anything. I swear. I don't think Sidney said anything either. Alex is too little to understand. Heero wasn't told. Who would do this?" asked Duo.
"I don't know-" started Quatre. Then, it dawned on him. Charles. It had to be him. The anger in Quatre's veins started to rise.
"Who?" asked Duo. He knew that Quatre knew who did it.
"I'm going back to my flat. Thanks for the heads up, Duo," said Quatre as he ran back to the car.
"That's okay. Take my paper. They all have copies anyway," said Duo as he threw his arms into the air. Quatre didn't hear him.
Duo let out a sigh and took the elevator up to the conference room. When he got there, he found everyone staring at him. Heero was glaring at him. Wufei gave him an expectant look. Trowa stared at him silently. Lady Une had her hands on her hips, and was looking at him.
"What?" asked Duo. He didn't like the way they were all looking at him.
"Why did you tell Quatre not to come in, Duo?" asked Heero.
"Who me?" asked Duo with an innocent look on his face.
"Yes. You," said Wufei.
"You forgot about the cameras in the parking garage, Duo. We saw everything," stated Trowa calmly.
"Oh," said Duo coyly.
"Don't play dumb, Maxwell!" exclaimed Wufei.
"I don't know what you're talking about," lied Duo firmly as he folded his arms over his chest. He's been tortured by OZ soldiers the chances of them breaking him were slim. But, they were fellow Gundam pilots. So, he had to be careful.
"You knew about this," said Trowa quietly with his arms folded over his chest. Heero, Trowa, and Wufei had him surrounded. Duo gulped nervously. Lady Une was standing behind them. It wasn't that Quatre really did anything wrong. It was the fact that the Preventers Offices were be flooded with calls from newspapers and TV stations. It was disrupting the workday. On top of that, Duo was withholding important information.
"How long have you known?" asked Heero.
"I can't say," answered Duo.
"When did he tell you?" asked Wufei.
"I can't say," answered Duo.
"Is that all of your answers?" asked Trowa.
"I can't say," answered Duo.
"Duo, please tell us something," pleaded Lady Une.
"I gave my word. I can't say anything," answered Duo with a firm voice. He didn't want to betray Quatre, and he was the baby's godfather. 'I hope your parents tell you kid how much your Uncle Duo had to go to bat for ya?' thought Duo.
"He's not going to tell us anymore," said Trowa quietly to Heero and Wufei. Wufei gave Duo a strange look.
"WHO KNEW THAT MAXWELL COULD KEEP SECRET?!" exclaimed Wufei as he threw his arms up into the air.
"Aw. Wu-man, give me some credit," said Duo with a slight pout.
Heero had a sudden realization. How many people knew that Quatre had married Angie? "Does Sidney know?" asked Heero.
"I can't say. My name is Duo Maxwell. My date of birth is June 11, 180 AC," said Duo. Giving his name and birthday like he was captured by the enemy. Heero let out a sigh, and went to his office to call his wife.
Sidney was chasing Alex around the house in Washington D.C. to get him into his bath. "Alexander Yuy, come back here right now," ordered Sidney in a firm voice. It was so much easier with Heero there. She heard the videophone ring, and she answered it. Sidney knew what was going on, and had spent the morning warning Angie not to go the hospital. She still had to get Alex into his bath. "Hello?" said Sidney.
"Hello, Sidney. Something very interesting is happening over here, and I was wondering if you could help us," said Heero calmly.
"What about, Heero?" asked Sidney innocently.
"About Quatre and Angie getting married," answered Heero.
"You know, Heero. I have to give Alex his bath. I'll call you back," said Sidney with a smile.
"I'll wait. Go and give Alex his bath," said Heero calmly.
"Are you sure?" asked Sidney desperately.
"Yes," answered her husband. He wanted twenty minutes on the line while he heard his son get his bath. Sidney came back on the line, and she looked tired. Alex was clean and had wet hair. He was happily playing on the floor. "Hi, Daddy!" greeted Alex happily, and he went back to playing with his little airplanes on the floor. Heero gave his son a small smile.
"I am so tired," said Sidney. It looked like she took a bath, too.
"I know. So, tell me what you know," commanded Heero quietly.
"I can't say," said Sidney.
"That's what Duo said," said Heero, "He wouldn't say if you knew whether or not that they were married."
"Yes. I know that they got married. But, I gave my word that I wouldn't say anything. Not even to you. I'm sorry," said Sidney with a sigh.
"How long have you known?" asked Heero.
"For about two months," answered Sidney. Heero's eyes widened slightly. "Put your eyes back into their sockets, Heero. I swore I wouldn't say anything. I had to tell Angie not to come to Saving Grace. It's a media circus down there."
"It's like it here, too. Duo told Quatre not to come in either," said Heero.
"Don't be mad at me. I gave my word. I always keep my word. Besides, they didn't do anything wrong. Everyone is entitled to some privacy. Especially, at this time for Quatre and Angie," said Sidney. She had to at least keep the baby quiet. Sid had spent the morning letting Alex run around the house, so that she could look up the newspapers and watch the news. It was everywhere.
"That's all right. I suppose I understand. It's just that there's so much going on. We can't do anything," said Heero. Sidney always kept her word. That was something Heero was always grateful for. "I have to go back to see what's happened."
"Go easy on Duo," said Sidney.
"Yes. I promise. Bye," said Heero.
"Bye, bye, Daddy," said Alex as he waved his little hand. Heero gave his son a wave goodbye.
* * *
Quatre got out of his car and found a mob of reporters in front of his flat. He let out a sigh. How was he going to get past all of them?
"Mr. Winner? Please say something about the your marriage," said a woman.
"Mr. Winner? Give a statement," said another reporter.
"Why didn't you say anything, Mr. Winner?" asked a news channel reporter.
There were news cameras. There was flashing lights of camera. Quatre shoved his way past all of them. He calmly did this, and kept his temper in check. He brought out his keys and let himself inside, and prevented them from going into the flat.
Quatre went all over the flat systematically. He closed the curtains and locked some more doors. He didn't like this one bit. Quatre saw that his answering machine had over fifty messages. He sighed.
"Hello, Quatre. This is your sister Ami…" started one of his sisters. Quatre hit the skip button. He kept doing that every time it was either one of his sisters or the press. He listened to messages from his PR company and his lawyers. The last two messages were from Angie. She sounded worried. Quatre called her back first.
"Hello, honey. How are you holding up?" asked Quatre carefully.
"How do you think I'm holding up, Quatre?!" demanded Angie. She looked angry. Quatre slightly winced when she answered him.
"Yeah. Well, my morning wasn't any better," said Quatre.
"What are we going to do?" asked Angie there were tears forming in her eyes. Quatre noticed.
"Every thing will be all right. I'll take care of everything," said Quatre reassuringly.
"Who could have told them? Sidney and Duo wouldn't do it. The hotel staff was quieted," asked Angie. She had been thinking about it all day.
"No. They wouldn't. In fact, Duo warned me not to go in. I should have told you earlier," said Quatre looking thoughtful.
"About what?" asked Angie.
"Robert Charles paid me a visit in my office in L4. I didn't think much of it. But, he knew. I am sure he leaked this all to the press," answered Quatre.
"That son of a bitch, " said Angie. Quatre looked at her surprised. He didn't know if it was the hormones or the situation. He just didn't expect that.
"I'll be calling my lawyers," said Quatre.
"What am I suppose to do? I can't go to work. You can't leave to come with me to Dr. Wong," said Angie wiping her face clean.
"I'll try my best. Even if it means ramming the press out of the way. Call Sidney or Chris. I am sure that one or both would be willing to go with you. Just in case. I'll be sending over some protection for the time being," said Quatre.
"All right. It was just nice. To talk to you," said Angie.
"Bye, Angie," said Quatre.
"Bye, love," said Angie.
Quatre got off the line and called his lawyer. He set up a conference call with his lawyers. All twelve of them.
"I want to sue Robert Charles of Washington, D.C. for a violation of privacy," said Quatre.
"Mr. Winner, why didn't you say that you were married?" asked Mr. Perez.
"I didn't want to," said Quatre, "Look. I am tired, and I don't want to deal with this right now. I have done enough today. Just do what you are told." Quatre knew that he was being rude, but he didn't care at this point.
"Yes, Mr. Winner," said the lawyers in unison.
Quatre let out sigh. All he could now was wait.
Author's Note: Sorry about this part not having a lot. I had a midterm to study for. I hope that I got Duo's birthday right. I looked it up on a website. I think the year the Gundam pilots and Relena/Sidney were born on the year 180 AC. Because Gundam Wing starts on the year 195 AC. So, 195-15=180. Sorry for any mistakes I have made. ClareBear's tired.