Accident Marriage - Part 13
Disclaimer: I don't know Gundam Wing. I own Angela Hart, Christopher Ryan, and other characters.
Author's Note: The site's been up and down for some time. I feel I don't have to work I unless I can post. But, I still have a pulse. Fair warning, I'm working concurrently on four pieces including this one. So, please tell me if something from another anime is in here. I'll have to edit it. Also, I totally forgot about the wedding bands. Forgive me…I have lost my mind.
Dr. Robert Charles was in the office of Dr. Paula Wong during after hours. He knew that Angie had to be pregnant, but he just couldn't say anything to the press without proof. That would just be tabloid fodder. When Robert did things like this, he wanted to appear creditable.
He broke into the files in the receptionist desk. Robert looked under Winner first, and found nothing. He tried Hart and found her file. He read it with great interest. Robert found out the baby was conceived on their wedding night, and that the baby was boy.
"A boy? Quatre must be very happy. Maybe that's why he chose the stay married to Angie," said Robert with a smile. He went to go make photocopies Robert came back, and put the files back. He went back to his car after he scrambled the cameras. Robert stripped off his rubber gloves and drove back to his apartment. He was smiling all the way.
* * *
Angie was laying in bed the sunlight was streaming in. Quatre knew that she was getting more and more tired these days. He had just checked with his lawyers to see what was going on with Robert. Quatre was disappointed that Robert was going to fight him. It was going to take years. Angie had told him about Robert's visit at the hospital. Quatre didn't want to think about it. He sighed and contented himself with watching his sleeping wife.
Quatre touched her hair softly. Angie opened her eyes and looked at him with sleepy cat-like eyes.
"Hello."
"Hi."
"How long did I sleep?"
"Not too long. You look so cute when you sleep."
"I know that you got the crib unassembled because that you wanted to put it together yourself. Are you going to get the crib assembled yet or are we going to use the bassinet?"
"He won't be here for more four months, Angie."
"That doesn't mean that you can procrastinate, Quatre."
"I don't think he minds," said Quatre with a smile. He placed his hand on the baby and the baby kicked that spot. "See? He agrees with me."
"Go put the crib together. And make sure you put together properly. I don't want it condemned by the board of health," joked Angie.
"I'll do it when I'm good and ready," said Quatre. Angie threw a pillow at him. He continued grinning as he went to the nursery to assemble the crib.
Angie got up from the bed. She wasn't that big, but lately she had been staying at home a lot. She went to the baby's room to find Quatre with all the pieces out of the box. The room was decorated with the mobile that Sidney and Heero gave them as the centerpiece. Angie had found a stuffed camel in the toy store. The baby was going to be like his father. A desert prince. Her parents already had plans to spoil him rotten, but Angie had every intention of stopping them. Quatre was very easygoing. Something that Angie was grateful for.
"What are you doing out of bed?" asked Quatre when he saw her looking at him.
"I just wanted see how you were doing," answered Angie.
"You want to help me?" asked Quatre.
"No. I want to supervise," answered Angie teasingly.
"Oh, fine…I'm going. I'm going," said Quatre with a good-natured laugh.
* * *
Quatre and Angie were having a nice peaceful dinner at home later that evening. The phone rang, and Quatre answered it. It was from Heero.
"Hey! What's going on?" asked Quatre. Heero never called unless it was some sort of emergency.
"Turn on the news," instructed Heero calmly.
"I'll do it," said Angie she got up to turn on the television.
"Some breaking news. The newlyweds, Mr. and Mrs. Winner, are expected their first child. According to an unknown, but reputable source, the baby is a boy…" said the newscaster.
Angie's eyes widened and she gave Quatre a stricken look. Quatre had his mouth agape. "How long has this been running?" demanded Quatre.
"It just started. Do you think Charles is responsible for this?" asked Heero. All the Gundam pilots knew about Robert.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK, HEERO?! YOU BLOODY IDIOT!" exploded Angie in a furious voice.
"Angie, honey, calm down," said Quatre.
"CALM DOWN?! YOU EXPECT ME TO CALM DOWN?! DON'T JUST STAND THERE! DO SOMETHING!!!" demanded Angie. She left the dining room and went to the bedroom. Quatre heard the door slam in a large bang.
"Uh. Sorry about that Heero," said Quatre apologizing.
"That's fine. You should have seen Sid when she was having Alex," said Heero, "What do you want to do? We promised that we would help you."
"I'll handle this myself. I'll be seeing the esteemed Dr. Charles tomorrow. For now, I have an expectant wife that needs some comforting," said Quatre. They closed the connection. Quatre went upstairs to find Angie on the bed sobbing.
"DAMN HORMONES! ARGH!" said Angie in a frustrated voice. Quatre handed her some tissues, and rubbed her back. All this stress couldn't have been good for her or the baby.
"Angie, I'll be going to see Robert tomorrow," said Quatre in soft voice.
"Do you think it's wise?" asked Angie.
"I don't care if it's wise or not. He's gone too far this time. It's now time to set in him in he's place," said Quatre with a cold deadly tone in his voice. That was something that scared Angie. She always forgot that Quatre was a soldier. He may have been the pacifist of the group, but he was still potential dangerous.
"Don't do anything as stupid as him," said Angie.
"I won't," said Quatre. They watched some more of the news, and they were disturbed at how accurate the information was. Angie was getting madder by the second, so Quatre decided it was a good idea to turn off the television. They both went to bed.
* * *
Quatre had gone to New Saint the next day. They were lucky that the press didn't know about the house in Maryland. It was the only place of refuge away from the press. This time the press was horrendous with their questions. They made accusations that he only married her so that he could produce an heir. Quatre was appalled at their accusations. He loved his wife very much. 'I suppose it's our fault that we didn't say anything in the first place. But, DAMMIT, we are entitled to some privacy,' thought Quatre. Angie told him where to find Robert. She wanted to come with him, but Quatre stopped her. He told her that the press would be out there, and that she was much safer at home. Angie agreed with him right away, but said that it wasn't fair to make him go out alone. Quatre also had to pick up the wedding bands that he had custom made. A lot of people in the ball last month noticed that the rings weren't there. The jeweler took longer than he anticipated. Angie didn't seem to mind. For now, Quatre had plans to go to a Tiffany's and pick up a much overdue engagement ring for her. He knew that her birthday was on June 28. So, he was going to get something with a pearl in it. But, first things first: ROBERT.
Quatre went into the hospital. He had to find cardiology because that was Robert's specialty. Quatre had the rest of the Gundam pilots do a background check on Robert. Heero would be the one doing it. The others would help. No one in the hospital seemed to noticed him. He went to the elevator to the third floor. Quatre followed Angie's directions exactly and found his way to cardiology.
"Hello? Cardiology. This is Suzy speaking," said the receptionist on the phone. She held up an index finger when Quatre walked in.
Quatre stood at the counter. The receptionist's eyes widened when she saw who it was. "I have to go. There's someone here. Bye," said Suzy.
"Hello. I'm looking for Dr. Robert Charles," said Quatre in a very calm voice.
"You're Quatre Winner. Oh my God. I can't believe it! What are you doing here? Should you be at home with your lovely wife who's going to have a baby?" said Suzy in a very friendly voice. Quatre smiled at her.
"I would be, but I have to see Dr. Charles," said Quatre.
"Oh," said Suzy. She had a strange look on her face. "Sure. He's back there. I'll check first to see if he'll see you, Mr. Winner."
Quatre ignored her. He was already going to Robert's office. Suzy didn't stop Quatre in time.
"Yes? Suzy…forget it. He's here. Thank you, Suzy," said Robert when he saw Quatre walk in.
"Robert. I have to tell you something," said Quatre in a cold voice.
"What no hello? No how you doing?" asked Robert with a smirk on his face.
"CUT THE CRAP!" exploded Quatre. It was a good thing that the door was closed.
"Whoa. I wasn't expecting that now. You're suppose to be a pacifist, Mr. Winner," said Robert in a very calm voice.
"I'm not a very good pacifist. Especially when someone is harassing my family. You can mess with me, but you can't mess with MY wife and MY son," said Quatre in an angry voice.
"You messed with me first. Actually, you're wife did. She should have known better than to reject me," said Robert with a smirk on his face.
"How petty and childish can you be?" asked Quatre. He practically had steam coming out of his ears. He was just so angry.
"I know that you have every intention of fight me, but tell me how productive will that be? How petty will that make you look?" asked Robert coyly.
"You can't have my wife," said Quatre in a cold, protective voice.
"No. I can't. It's sad really. I love her very much," said Robert.
"What? If you love her, then why are you doing this?" asked Quatre with angry disbelief. This man was a damn hypocrite. How could he claim to love her, and do this to her? Quatre was close to really losing his temper, and giving Robert a reason to be in the hospital other than work.
"Ah. You're wondering why I would do this if I love her so much…because love can make us to crazy things. Look at you, Winner, you're usually the calm one during press conference, but here you are in my office ready to choke with your bare hands," said Robert with a large grin on his face.
"Fine. I want to leave your presence right now. I'm not paying for all the things you've done. But, you so much as look at my wife again…I'll kill you. I don't think the world is going to really miss you that much," said Quatre with a smile on his face. It was a dangerous one.
"Is that a threat, Winner?" asked Robert in a calm voice.
"No. It's a warning. There's a difference, if you look close enough. I have a lot of influence. I can make things more difficult for you. In fact, be prepared for something else," said Quatre as he left Robert's presence.
Quatre went to his car. He was surprised when Dr. Wong approached him. She was running towards him. He stopped.
"Mr. Winner. Hello. I'm so sorry about what happened. Someone must have broken into my office last night. We don't know who did. Hospital security was brought in, but they haven't found anything," said Dr. Wong. She looked worried.
"I already know who did it, Dr. Wong," said Quatre.
"You do? Could you tell security? Because they found out that the cameras were scrambled, and they could find any physical evidence," said Dr. Wong.
"It's Robert Charles," said Quatre.
"Dr. Charles? He did that…but why?" asked Dr. Wong. She didn't know the whole story. Quatre looked around him. He wanted to make sure that there were no reporters around them.
"Can we talk some place private? I'll tell you everything," said Quatre. He trusted Dr. Wong. She nodded, and they went to her office. Quatre told her about Angie and Robert's previous relationship, and everything that he had done to them. Dr. Wong was frowning. She never really believed the rumors about anyone in the hospital, but now it looked like the ones about Robert were true. Quatre left because he still had other errands to do. Dr. Wong had come up with a plan to take care of Robert without telling Quatre. For now, they made arrangements for Dr. Wong to go over to Saving Grace for the rest of Angie's prenatal appointment and delivery.
* * *
Quatre came home to find that Alexander Yuy was dropped off at the house for babysitting. Sidney had to do an emergency procedure, and Heero was in London.
"Hello," said Angie as Quatre kissed her on the cheek. Alex was on the floor playing with his little train set.
"Hi Uncle Quatre!" piped up Alex happily.
"Hi. What's he doing here?" asked Quatre.
"Mama had to go to work. Daddy's far away. Now, I'm here," answered Alex.
"Oh," said Quatre.
"Want to play with me?" asked Alex.
"Sure. What do you want to play?" asked Quatre.
Quatre and Alex played for about an hour. Angie watched them with interest. Finally, Alex was tired. Alex was put down for his nap in the newly built crib. Angie switched on the baby monitor, and Quatre took down the receiver with them. Angie and Quatre had a discussion about what happened. After that, they were talking some more about the baby's upcoming arrival.
"I don't if I can do this, " admitted Quatre.
"Do what?" asked Angie. She was in his arms on the sofa, and her feet were up on the coffee table.
"I don't know if I can be a good father. My father died when I was fifteen. I've never fully recovered from that," said Quatre softly.
"I think you'll make a great father. Look how you held Alex. Considering who his father is you did a good job without getting a death glare from him," said Angie with a smile. Angie really liked Heero. He was a good friend of theirs, but she couldn't teasing him slightly. Maybe, it was because Sidney did it.
"But, that's Alex. He's mother taught him good manners. Heero didn't teach him how to that death glare. I think that's genetic. Besides, you have maternal instinct to fall back on. You're mother's there, too, "said Quatre. Quatre had been thinking a lot about his parents. When Quatre was eighteen, he found out that his mother died having him. That he was the reason why she died. Quatre was afraid of something happening to Angie. His sisters went out of their way to make sure that he would never find out what happened. Quatre found out by accident. He told no one about knowing the truth.
"Yes. Mama's there. But, I think Daddy wouldn't mind dispelling you some wisdom," said Angie.
"There's something I have to tell you. About my mother," said Quatre quietly.
"What about your mother?" asked Angie. Quatre talked about his father, but never his mother. Angie knew that his mother had died shortly after he was born.
"My mother was told that having a baby would kill her. She didn't listen to the doctors," said Quatre. Angie studied him for a moment.
"I'm sorry, Quatre. But, I'm fine. Dr. Wong said that everything's fine. We're both fine. Nothing's going to happen to me or the baby," said Angie.
"I hope so," said Quatre. He kissed her hair.
"Don't say you're scare. You said so yourself. Children are like sharks. They can smell fear, " said Angie.
"UNCLE QUATRE! AUNTIE ANGIE!" screamed Alex. He was up from his nap.
"He called you first," said Angie with a smile. They both went up to see Alex.
* * *
Dr. Robert Charles was getting ready to go home when a man came into his office.
"What is this?" demanded Dr. Charles.
"You've got charges against. Report to the ethics committee. Tomorrow at nine," said the man.
Dr. Charles looked at the papers. Dr. Wong was the one who brought up charges against him for unethically behavior.
Disclaimer: I don't know Gundam Wing. I own Angela Hart, Christopher Ryan, and other characters.
Author's Note: The site's been up and down for some time. I feel I don't have to work I unless I can post. But, I still have a pulse. Fair warning, I'm working concurrently on four pieces including this one. So, please tell me if something from another anime is in here. I'll have to edit it. Also, I totally forgot about the wedding bands. Forgive me…I have lost my mind.
Dr. Robert Charles was in the office of Dr. Paula Wong during after hours. He knew that Angie had to be pregnant, but he just couldn't say anything to the press without proof. That would just be tabloid fodder. When Robert did things like this, he wanted to appear creditable.
He broke into the files in the receptionist desk. Robert looked under Winner first, and found nothing. He tried Hart and found her file. He read it with great interest. Robert found out the baby was conceived on their wedding night, and that the baby was boy.
"A boy? Quatre must be very happy. Maybe that's why he chose the stay married to Angie," said Robert with a smile. He went to go make photocopies Robert came back, and put the files back. He went back to his car after he scrambled the cameras. Robert stripped off his rubber gloves and drove back to his apartment. He was smiling all the way.
* * *
Angie was laying in bed the sunlight was streaming in. Quatre knew that she was getting more and more tired these days. He had just checked with his lawyers to see what was going on with Robert. Quatre was disappointed that Robert was going to fight him. It was going to take years. Angie had told him about Robert's visit at the hospital. Quatre didn't want to think about it. He sighed and contented himself with watching his sleeping wife.
Quatre touched her hair softly. Angie opened her eyes and looked at him with sleepy cat-like eyes.
"Hello."
"Hi."
"How long did I sleep?"
"Not too long. You look so cute when you sleep."
"I know that you got the crib unassembled because that you wanted to put it together yourself. Are you going to get the crib assembled yet or are we going to use the bassinet?"
"He won't be here for more four months, Angie."
"That doesn't mean that you can procrastinate, Quatre."
"I don't think he minds," said Quatre with a smile. He placed his hand on the baby and the baby kicked that spot. "See? He agrees with me."
"Go put the crib together. And make sure you put together properly. I don't want it condemned by the board of health," joked Angie.
"I'll do it when I'm good and ready," said Quatre. Angie threw a pillow at him. He continued grinning as he went to the nursery to assemble the crib.
Angie got up from the bed. She wasn't that big, but lately she had been staying at home a lot. She went to the baby's room to find Quatre with all the pieces out of the box. The room was decorated with the mobile that Sidney and Heero gave them as the centerpiece. Angie had found a stuffed camel in the toy store. The baby was going to be like his father. A desert prince. Her parents already had plans to spoil him rotten, but Angie had every intention of stopping them. Quatre was very easygoing. Something that Angie was grateful for.
"What are you doing out of bed?" asked Quatre when he saw her looking at him.
"I just wanted see how you were doing," answered Angie.
"You want to help me?" asked Quatre.
"No. I want to supervise," answered Angie teasingly.
"Oh, fine…I'm going. I'm going," said Quatre with a good-natured laugh.
* * *
Quatre and Angie were having a nice peaceful dinner at home later that evening. The phone rang, and Quatre answered it. It was from Heero.
"Hey! What's going on?" asked Quatre. Heero never called unless it was some sort of emergency.
"Turn on the news," instructed Heero calmly.
"I'll do it," said Angie she got up to turn on the television.
"Some breaking news. The newlyweds, Mr. and Mrs. Winner, are expected their first child. According to an unknown, but reputable source, the baby is a boy…" said the newscaster.
Angie's eyes widened and she gave Quatre a stricken look. Quatre had his mouth agape. "How long has this been running?" demanded Quatre.
"It just started. Do you think Charles is responsible for this?" asked Heero. All the Gundam pilots knew about Robert.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK, HEERO?! YOU BLOODY IDIOT!" exploded Angie in a furious voice.
"Angie, honey, calm down," said Quatre.
"CALM DOWN?! YOU EXPECT ME TO CALM DOWN?! DON'T JUST STAND THERE! DO SOMETHING!!!" demanded Angie. She left the dining room and went to the bedroom. Quatre heard the door slam in a large bang.
"Uh. Sorry about that Heero," said Quatre apologizing.
"That's fine. You should have seen Sid when she was having Alex," said Heero, "What do you want to do? We promised that we would help you."
"I'll handle this myself. I'll be seeing the esteemed Dr. Charles tomorrow. For now, I have an expectant wife that needs some comforting," said Quatre. They closed the connection. Quatre went upstairs to find Angie on the bed sobbing.
"DAMN HORMONES! ARGH!" said Angie in a frustrated voice. Quatre handed her some tissues, and rubbed her back. All this stress couldn't have been good for her or the baby.
"Angie, I'll be going to see Robert tomorrow," said Quatre in soft voice.
"Do you think it's wise?" asked Angie.
"I don't care if it's wise or not. He's gone too far this time. It's now time to set in him in he's place," said Quatre with a cold deadly tone in his voice. That was something that scared Angie. She always forgot that Quatre was a soldier. He may have been the pacifist of the group, but he was still potential dangerous.
"Don't do anything as stupid as him," said Angie.
"I won't," said Quatre. They watched some more of the news, and they were disturbed at how accurate the information was. Angie was getting madder by the second, so Quatre decided it was a good idea to turn off the television. They both went to bed.
* * *
Quatre had gone to New Saint the next day. They were lucky that the press didn't know about the house in Maryland. It was the only place of refuge away from the press. This time the press was horrendous with their questions. They made accusations that he only married her so that he could produce an heir. Quatre was appalled at their accusations. He loved his wife very much. 'I suppose it's our fault that we didn't say anything in the first place. But, DAMMIT, we are entitled to some privacy,' thought Quatre. Angie told him where to find Robert. She wanted to come with him, but Quatre stopped her. He told her that the press would be out there, and that she was much safer at home. Angie agreed with him right away, but said that it wasn't fair to make him go out alone. Quatre also had to pick up the wedding bands that he had custom made. A lot of people in the ball last month noticed that the rings weren't there. The jeweler took longer than he anticipated. Angie didn't seem to mind. For now, Quatre had plans to go to a Tiffany's and pick up a much overdue engagement ring for her. He knew that her birthday was on June 28. So, he was going to get something with a pearl in it. But, first things first: ROBERT.
Quatre went into the hospital. He had to find cardiology because that was Robert's specialty. Quatre had the rest of the Gundam pilots do a background check on Robert. Heero would be the one doing it. The others would help. No one in the hospital seemed to noticed him. He went to the elevator to the third floor. Quatre followed Angie's directions exactly and found his way to cardiology.
"Hello? Cardiology. This is Suzy speaking," said the receptionist on the phone. She held up an index finger when Quatre walked in.
Quatre stood at the counter. The receptionist's eyes widened when she saw who it was. "I have to go. There's someone here. Bye," said Suzy.
"Hello. I'm looking for Dr. Robert Charles," said Quatre in a very calm voice.
"You're Quatre Winner. Oh my God. I can't believe it! What are you doing here? Should you be at home with your lovely wife who's going to have a baby?" said Suzy in a very friendly voice. Quatre smiled at her.
"I would be, but I have to see Dr. Charles," said Quatre.
"Oh," said Suzy. She had a strange look on her face. "Sure. He's back there. I'll check first to see if he'll see you, Mr. Winner."
Quatre ignored her. He was already going to Robert's office. Suzy didn't stop Quatre in time.
"Yes? Suzy…forget it. He's here. Thank you, Suzy," said Robert when he saw Quatre walk in.
"Robert. I have to tell you something," said Quatre in a cold voice.
"What no hello? No how you doing?" asked Robert with a smirk on his face.
"CUT THE CRAP!" exploded Quatre. It was a good thing that the door was closed.
"Whoa. I wasn't expecting that now. You're suppose to be a pacifist, Mr. Winner," said Robert in a very calm voice.
"I'm not a very good pacifist. Especially when someone is harassing my family. You can mess with me, but you can't mess with MY wife and MY son," said Quatre in an angry voice.
"You messed with me first. Actually, you're wife did. She should have known better than to reject me," said Robert with a smirk on his face.
"How petty and childish can you be?" asked Quatre. He practically had steam coming out of his ears. He was just so angry.
"I know that you have every intention of fight me, but tell me how productive will that be? How petty will that make you look?" asked Robert coyly.
"You can't have my wife," said Quatre in a cold, protective voice.
"No. I can't. It's sad really. I love her very much," said Robert.
"What? If you love her, then why are you doing this?" asked Quatre with angry disbelief. This man was a damn hypocrite. How could he claim to love her, and do this to her? Quatre was close to really losing his temper, and giving Robert a reason to be in the hospital other than work.
"Ah. You're wondering why I would do this if I love her so much…because love can make us to crazy things. Look at you, Winner, you're usually the calm one during press conference, but here you are in my office ready to choke with your bare hands," said Robert with a large grin on his face.
"Fine. I want to leave your presence right now. I'm not paying for all the things you've done. But, you so much as look at my wife again…I'll kill you. I don't think the world is going to really miss you that much," said Quatre with a smile on his face. It was a dangerous one.
"Is that a threat, Winner?" asked Robert in a calm voice.
"No. It's a warning. There's a difference, if you look close enough. I have a lot of influence. I can make things more difficult for you. In fact, be prepared for something else," said Quatre as he left Robert's presence.
Quatre went to his car. He was surprised when Dr. Wong approached him. She was running towards him. He stopped.
"Mr. Winner. Hello. I'm so sorry about what happened. Someone must have broken into my office last night. We don't know who did. Hospital security was brought in, but they haven't found anything," said Dr. Wong. She looked worried.
"I already know who did it, Dr. Wong," said Quatre.
"You do? Could you tell security? Because they found out that the cameras were scrambled, and they could find any physical evidence," said Dr. Wong.
"It's Robert Charles," said Quatre.
"Dr. Charles? He did that…but why?" asked Dr. Wong. She didn't know the whole story. Quatre looked around him. He wanted to make sure that there were no reporters around them.
"Can we talk some place private? I'll tell you everything," said Quatre. He trusted Dr. Wong. She nodded, and they went to her office. Quatre told her about Angie and Robert's previous relationship, and everything that he had done to them. Dr. Wong was frowning. She never really believed the rumors about anyone in the hospital, but now it looked like the ones about Robert were true. Quatre left because he still had other errands to do. Dr. Wong had come up with a plan to take care of Robert without telling Quatre. For now, they made arrangements for Dr. Wong to go over to Saving Grace for the rest of Angie's prenatal appointment and delivery.
* * *
Quatre came home to find that Alexander Yuy was dropped off at the house for babysitting. Sidney had to do an emergency procedure, and Heero was in London.
"Hello," said Angie as Quatre kissed her on the cheek. Alex was on the floor playing with his little train set.
"Hi Uncle Quatre!" piped up Alex happily.
"Hi. What's he doing here?" asked Quatre.
"Mama had to go to work. Daddy's far away. Now, I'm here," answered Alex.
"Oh," said Quatre.
"Want to play with me?" asked Alex.
"Sure. What do you want to play?" asked Quatre.
Quatre and Alex played for about an hour. Angie watched them with interest. Finally, Alex was tired. Alex was put down for his nap in the newly built crib. Angie switched on the baby monitor, and Quatre took down the receiver with them. Angie and Quatre had a discussion about what happened. After that, they were talking some more about the baby's upcoming arrival.
"I don't if I can do this, " admitted Quatre.
"Do what?" asked Angie. She was in his arms on the sofa, and her feet were up on the coffee table.
"I don't know if I can be a good father. My father died when I was fifteen. I've never fully recovered from that," said Quatre softly.
"I think you'll make a great father. Look how you held Alex. Considering who his father is you did a good job without getting a death glare from him," said Angie with a smile. Angie really liked Heero. He was a good friend of theirs, but she couldn't teasing him slightly. Maybe, it was because Sidney did it.
"But, that's Alex. He's mother taught him good manners. Heero didn't teach him how to that death glare. I think that's genetic. Besides, you have maternal instinct to fall back on. You're mother's there, too, "said Quatre. Quatre had been thinking a lot about his parents. When Quatre was eighteen, he found out that his mother died having him. That he was the reason why she died. Quatre was afraid of something happening to Angie. His sisters went out of their way to make sure that he would never find out what happened. Quatre found out by accident. He told no one about knowing the truth.
"Yes. Mama's there. But, I think Daddy wouldn't mind dispelling you some wisdom," said Angie.
"There's something I have to tell you. About my mother," said Quatre quietly.
"What about your mother?" asked Angie. Quatre talked about his father, but never his mother. Angie knew that his mother had died shortly after he was born.
"My mother was told that having a baby would kill her. She didn't listen to the doctors," said Quatre. Angie studied him for a moment.
"I'm sorry, Quatre. But, I'm fine. Dr. Wong said that everything's fine. We're both fine. Nothing's going to happen to me or the baby," said Angie.
"I hope so," said Quatre. He kissed her hair.
"Don't say you're scare. You said so yourself. Children are like sharks. They can smell fear, " said Angie.
"UNCLE QUATRE! AUNTIE ANGIE!" screamed Alex. He was up from his nap.
"He called you first," said Angie with a smile. They both went up to see Alex.
* * *
Dr. Robert Charles was getting ready to go home when a man came into his office.
"What is this?" demanded Dr. Charles.
"You've got charges against. Report to the ethics committee. Tomorrow at nine," said the man.
Dr. Charles looked at the papers. Dr. Wong was the one who brought up charges against him for unethically behavior.