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Lose and Gain
Chapter 9 'Custody'
Sally held onto Solo as flashing lights of ambulances covered Heero's front yard and preventer's cars pulled in not far behind. Everything had gone according to plan, or what of a plan they could have. They had found out from the man she'd beaten senseless what Braddock was planning and when. As soon as they had found out the information they'd sent half their team to the airbase and the other half to Heero's house. She just hoped that hadn't been to late, and be the looks of things if they'd arrived any later Solo would have been gone and Heero beaten to near death or dead.
Solo buried his head deeper against her shoulder as the wild blond headed man, she had learned was Calvin, was dragged out of the house his hands in cuffs. His face was carrying the result of his scuffle with Heero. Blood dripped of the end of his nose and from the corner of his cursing lips. Heero had been pulled out earlier. He as well as the thoroughly crushed Trent had been sent out first.
Heero hadn't been conscious when they wheeled him out and it was all Sally could do to keep Solo from jumping out of her arms and attaching himself to Heero's lifeless body. The wound on his shoulder had been reopened and was bleeding profusely. He was covered with various cuts and soon to be bruises, but the drugs had weakened him so badly they didn't know when he would wake up.
"What do we do now?" Wufie asked.
Sally glanced down at Solo who had fallen into an exhausted sleep and turned to her partner. "We question Calvin and get what information we can about the Maxwell's murders. I have a feeling they were responsible for their death and Quatre assignation attempt."
Wufie nodded. "How about Solo?"
"I'm taking him to the hospital. The doctors agreed to let him stay there in Heero's room." Sally smiled sadly and hugged the little boy closer.
"Why such urgency?" Wufie asked. "There is nothing left of Braddock's faction."
"I just thought Heero should be able to spend as much time with him as possible." Sally sighed. "It seems that they're going to try and take him away from Heero."
Wufie shook his head. "Injustice." He muttered slowly. It seemed to be the only thing he could think to say.
* * * * * * * * * *
Solo curled his body onto the little cot set up beside Heero's bed. He wanted his Dad to wake up and he wanted him to tell him that everything was going to be okay, but no matter how hard he tried or willed it to be Heero's eyes didn't open. Sally had brought some of his clothes and his stuffed animal to him, but nothing would give him comfort like having Heero beside him.
Solo uncurled himself and turned over so he could look at him. His eyes were shut and a tube was running out of his nose. They had told him that he was fine and that he'd wake up any moment, but he'd waited and waited and still nothing happened. Despite his resolve not to he could feel tears forming in his eyes and starting to cascade down his reddened cheeks.
"Wake up." He pleaded softly and reached his hand up to grasp Heero's. To his surprise Heero's grip tightened around his hand for an instant. Solo wiped his eyes and got to his feet. "Are you wake?" He asked slowly and touched Heero's arm, he didn't move.
Solo turned his head to the side and pulled himself onto the bed with Heero. He picked a spot where Heero wasn't lying and pillowed his head on Heero's arm. "Goodnight." He said slowly a smile appearing on his face.
* * * Outside the hospitals room about thirty mins later* * * * *
Sally stood in front of the door her arms spread wide as she looked defiantly at her enemy. "You shouldn't be doing this Susan." She said slowly and moved in front of her advance again. "Solo belongs with Heero."
"Ms. Po, I don't expect you to understand this, but Solo needs a stable environment. He needs a family, not, not a crazed man with a gun." She tried to push pass Sally but couldn't get under the woman's arms.
"How can you say that when he just save Solo's life. He has done nothing but take care of him since he was given custody." Sally argued.
"Listen I know he's done his best, but we can't sit back and let him live with a man whose life is constantly in danger. I know his back ground. I know what he used to be, and neither me or my department can ignore the signs."
"The signs of what." Sally asked skeptically her brow raised.
"That Heero Yuy will if not intentionally bring harm to Solo." Susan crossed her arms over her chest and scowled. "If you don't move I'm going to have to get security. I have jurisdiction. I'm going to take him."
"You don't know what in the hell you talking about!" Sally screamed loosing her temper. "How can you even say that. That crap and you know it. You've seen Heero with that boy. You know that Solo loves him and Heero cares a great deal for his safety!"
"None of this that dismisses the facts. There is more than that." She sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "One his single. Two he has no prior experience with children, and three he is a murderer. The man as killed more people than I care to think about."
"That was a different life." Sally said slowly. "We've all done things we've regretted. He of all people deserves a second chance. You don't know what you'll be doing to that little boy if you take him away from Heero, or what it'll do to Heero."
"I don't have time for this. If you don't get out of my way now I'm calling the police and you can talk about it with them. The court will decide if Heero is a fit parent. There will be a hearing in four one week. If Mr. Yuy is better by then, that is, and this will be settled there." With that she pushed past a defeated Sally and into the room.
The lights had been shut off and the only light entering the room was from the half-closed curtains covering the large window. A faint beeping filled the silence and Susan blinked so her eyes would adjust to the light. She looked down at the little cot next to the hospital bed and found it empty. She glanced around for a moment until her eyes fell on his little form sleeping beside Heero Yuy. For a moment she regretted her actions. Was she doing the right thing?
"I told you that it was a mistake." Sally called from the doorway. "The only thing those two have is each other."
Susan shook her head and tried to dismiss the wave of emotion that washed over her. "What do you mean?"
"Heero lost his wife. The only woman he ever loved or ever will love and the child he never met. He suffered with his pain for years not knowing what to do with it. I never saw him smile. Not for four years not until I saw the two of them together. Solo lost both of his parents. He wouldn't speak, wouldn't move and Heero brought him back. The boy calls him 'Daddy' for gods sake you come here telling me that it's wrong." Sally pointed and swallowed hard. "I don't know what's wrong with you."
"It's out of my hands Ms. Po, Sally, It's already been sent in the court date is already set. Mistake or not it's too late for anything else." Susan went to the cot and packed a few of the child's belongings into a small knapsack and zipped it up. Next came the hard part. She moved to the bed where Solo slept a look of contentment on his little face. Cautiously she ran her hand over his hair. He stirred a little but didn't wake up. Regretting it before she moved him she lifted the boy from the bed and into her arms his eyes fluttered open and he looked at her drowsily.
"Who are you." He asked and blinked.
"It's Susan." She told him softly and held him tighter and started to walk out the door.
"Where are you takin me." He asked quietly his mind not fully awake yet.
"Back to the social services." She told him quietly.
"No, No!" Solo said passionately. "I don't wanna go!" He began to squirm and tried to turn around in her arms, but she held him too tightly. "No!" He called. "Daddy! Don't wanna go! NO!"
Susan twisted him around so his leg couldn't kick her and held his arms against his chest. "Calm down." She told him firmly.
"No.." Solo whimpered. "No…"
Susan sighed as she left the room and went back into the hallway. As she began walking away Solo stopped squirming in fact he stopped moving at all. She couldn't see it but his face resumed it's blank expression and he fell away again.
"You saw them together." Sally called after her departing form. "You saw how he was when they where apart and you still think it's not right."
Susan didn't turn but sighed heavily as she entered the elevator and left the hospital. She hoped she was doing the right thing, but something deep inside her told her that it was a mistake.
* * * * * * * Two days later * * * *
"We don't have much time to build Heero a case. The Social Services has him in several areas: he doesn't have experience and his background kills him." Quatre sighed and threw the paperwork on the table in front of Heero's hospital bed.
"People make mistakes. Doesn't anyone believe in second chances." Trowa argued as he picked up the discarded paper and thumbed through it.
"No one cares about the situations back then or how he was raised, of that we know little, but I have a feeling it will only work to condemn him. Our best beat is to work off his marriage to Relena. We can pull some things from that to boast his appeal. Not only that but the progress he made with Solo. Weeks with Social Services did nothing, but a few weeks with Heero turned him around." Quatre sighed. "We only have five more days until Heero appears in court and he hasn't woken up yet."
Trowa turned to his side and looked at Heero's unconscious form. "Well it turns out those drugs were more lethal than anyone suspected. If it wasn't for the fact that he is Heero it would have killed him." Trowa looked back at Quatre. "Can we push the court date back?"
"No." Quatre said slowly. "I already consulted a lawyer about that and they said Heero's presence isn't necessary to settle the case. As far as they're concerned Heero doesn't stand a chance."
Trowa sighed heavily and tried to find something else to talk about. "How did your sisters take that news that you were still alive?"
Quatre smiled for a second. "They were mad." He laughed shortly. "For a second I thought they were going to kill me."
Trowa smiled back. "Yeah I heard the press jumped all over you. Follow you everywhere."
Quatre nodded. "I have a small fan club outside right now." He shook his head. "It's sad really."
"You heard much on Braddock and his goons?" Trowa asked. "Last I heard. Trent was still in the hospital and Calvin was in jail waiting for his trial. He's charged with the murder of Hilde, and attempted murder of Heero Yuy. Trent has it on Duo, Heero and you."
"Braddock got what was coming to him. He lost his place in office and is facing a death sentence as well as the other two. Milliardo is back in office and Mars is safe in secure as well as the earth. A day save once again."
* * * * * * * * ** * *
Heero could faintly hear voices around him, but his vision wasn't clear enough to make anything out. His body ached all over and his mind was clouded. He wanted to remember what had happened. He wanted to know who was talking, but nothing would clear. He closed his eyes again and tried to think. He pushed his way into the back of his mind. 'What am I doing here.' Then it hit him in a flash, almost like a wave of memories.
"Run Solo, run." Then something coming down on the back of head a dizzying blow to the face, blackness.
"Solo!" He gasped and sat up immediately even though his body protested greatly. His vision was still swimming but things were becoming clearer. He could tell at least he was in a hospital, but that didn't answer his question. 'Where was Solo?'
"Heero, you awake?"
Heero blinked and made out dark brown hair and a pair of blurring green eyes. "Trowa." He whispered hoarsely. "Where am I."
"Hospital." Another voice answered Quatre. "You've been out for three days."
Heero shook his head. "What happened, Braddock, did they get him, Trent…" He trailed off as a million questions and words scrambled to escape his mouth at once.
"In jail Heero. Sally and Wufie found out about his plan." Trowa supplied. "They found you passed out in your room."
"What about Solo did he get away? Where is he?"
"Safe." Quatre said slowly. "Social Services took him."
Heero sighed in relief. He was out of danger now. "When do I get him back?" He asked and blinked as his vision swam into full focus.
"You don't." Trowa finished reluctantly.
Heero felt the panic rise in his system, but pushed it down. He swallowed. "What do you mean."
"They took him from you Heero. The case is going to court. They don't want to give him back to you." Quatre told him slowly and started to put a hand on the man's shoulder, but stopped himself. "We're helping you get him back."
"What…?" Heero asked. He had known this would happen. He had thought about it, feared it, but deep down he had always thought they would be together. "Can I see him?"
"No." Quatre spoke again. "I'm sorry."
Heero swallowed. "Fine. How do I get him back." He didn't know where the strength that powered his voice came from, but he looked at them defiantly. "Where do we start."
"You have five days Heero, the court date is on Saturday." Trowa said and moved out of the way as Heero began to stand.
Quatre watched him warily as he got to his feet. "Maybe you should rest a little more. You re injured your bullet wounds and that drug is still in your system."
"I'm fine." Heero said slowly. "We don't have much time."
* * * * * * * * * *
Susan was beginning to regret her actions as she looked at Solo's lifeless form. He had regressed completely. It was strange what the separation had done to him. It was like they were back at the beginning and his parents had just died. He seemed to have lost the will to live. He just sat there starring blankly at the wall. He wouldn't eat wouldn't play. He hardly slept and when he did he would dream and wake up screaming. Could it be that somehow Heero kept him from thinking of the death of his parents. She didn't know but she did know one thing he wasn't going to last long without some sort of help. Susan put her hand on the glass window as she watched him. It hurt to see him so withdrawn. All of this was here fault and there was nothing she could do to stop it. The hearing was in one day and they would decide the boy's fate without his knowledge or his word. It wasn't fair and it was her fault.
* * * * Day of hearing during recess * * * * * * *
Heero paced the room his brow knit in anger and he pulled at his tie in an attempt to loosen it. "They're throwing my whole life at me!" He raged and pulled the tie completely off and flung it across the room. "They're bringing up stuff I had no control over, stuff I've tried hard to bury and leave behind!" Heero kicked the table beside him and glared. "I'm not going to win." He finally said and leaned onto the table his hands supporting his weight. "I'll never be anything but a killer to them."
Quatre frowned and found he didn't have anything to say. Everything social services brought up dug Heero a grave. Now it was so deep Quatre didn't think there was any way of pulling him out of it. They only had a few minutes maybe an hour left. The defense was dying and Heero was loosing Solo. "You still have to give your testimony." Quatre said finally speaking.
Heero lifted his head up and ran his hands throw his hair in frustration. "What does it matter Quatre I already know how people look at me. What can I say that will change their minds."
"What's in your heart." Quatre supplied slowly.
Heero didn't speak but looked at the wall one hand still in his hair. 'What's in your heart.' That was easy for Quatre to say. For the longest time he didn't believe he had a heart, but he had married, had loved and now he was fighting a battle he was sure to loose. He didn't know how to tell these people how much this meant to him, how much he wanted to keep Solo safe. How much he wanted to keep his promise to Duo. He would never be able to find the words. "I can't." Heero said suddenly. "I don't know how."
"Then you've given up and I can't help you." Quatre said and closed and picked up his papers. "If you still refuse to publicly admit your feelings for other people then maybe you don't' deserve him. Heero this is it. This is your last chance." With that Quatre left the room and Heero was left alone to ponder his feelings.
Heero picked himself up from the table and went to find his tie. He found it lying on a box in the corner of the room. Heero picked up the tie and began to put it back on. He didn't turn from the box though. Scrawled across the front was 'lost and found'. Letting curiosity take him over he lifted the lid and peered inside. There where an array of toys filling the cardboard crate and Heero reached his hand out and pulled out a particular familiar looking object. It was a bear, a teddy bear. A deep blue ribbon was tied around it neck and Heero couldn't breath for a moment. "Relena." He whispered and touched the bear with his other hand.
His fingers reluctantly ran over the plush toy and over the large round glass eyes and rested on the bear's neck where the ribbon was tied. That bear represented so much in his life Relena, his son, Solo. All things he'd lost things he regretted. He didn't want to have that feeling anymore. That feeling that he was lost in drowning and no one was there to throw him a lifeline. When Relena and Trey had died he'd been alone and empty with nothing to pull him back and then Duo and Hilde had been murdered the chasm has deepened, but then Solo came. Without him noticing it or even realizing that he was having such a huge effect on him the chasm had slowly began to fill until there was hardly anything left to fill. He wouldn't loose Solo. He wasn't going to be like that anymore. Heero put the bear back in the box and turned to the door. He was going to get Solo back.
Heero entered the courtroom and took his seat with Quatre and tried not the glance to the side where the others were sitting. They all wanted him to fail, but they were forgetting one thing. Gundam Pilots were good at fight losing battles.
"All rise for the Honorable Judge Michael preceding." A bailiff called and everyone stood Heero came to his feet as well as the judge entered the courtroom and sat in the tall chair. His eyes were menacing as he glanced across the room.
"You may sit." He called his deep voice echoing in the room. "Now I believe it is Mr. Winner's turn to speak." He nodded at Quatre and Quatre nodded back to him.
Quatre remained standing and began to speak about Heero brought up his points steadily and tried to make everything come out correctly. When he was finished he turned to Heero who was trying to best not to appear nervous. "Your honor I'd like to call Heero Yuy to the stand."
The judge nodded and Heero got his feet. His legs were shaking considerably and he swallowed. He couldn't recall ever being that nervous. He took his seat in front of the courtroom and tired to ignore the glares he was receiving.
"Now Heero." Quatre began. "I want you to tell me why you should get custody of Solo Maxwell."
Heero swallowed. "Because I know I can take care of him."
Quatre looked at Heero expecting more of an answer, but he didn't continue. 'Don't do this Heero.' Quatre pleaded with him. 'Show these people who you really are.' "Can you elaborate on that."
Heero swallowed. He knew what was coming he was going to have to talk about it. There was no stopping it. "I was lost." He let the words stumble out of his mouth and shook his head. "That wasn't what he'd meant to say. "I mean that…" He paused searching for the words that had always eluded him. "I thought I'd killed my wife." He said finally. His face creasing as he concentrated. He didn't see the expression of shock that crossed Quatre face.
'What is he doing.' Quatre wondered and hoped he wasn't going to do anything stupid.
"She was pregnant and I told her, I promised that I would always take care of her and before she could give birth to the son I didn't know, but already knew I…I loved." Heero swallowed his emotions and looked at his hands as he spoke. "They died. I tried everything I could to save them, but it wasn't enough. They both died. They left this world because of me and I felt so guilty." Heero felt tears building in his eyes. He had never cried in public, as far as he knew no one had ever seen him cry. He took a shuddering breath and continued. "I thought if I had done something better, faster, if I wasn't so imperfect I could have save her. For a long time I blamed myself in fact I never let them go. I thought about them every waking moment of the day. I lived, I drowned in my memories and slowly I…killed myself. Duo Maxwell and his wife never gave up on me. They took me in when I was at my worst and gave me things to do they made me Godfather of their only child. I held them in the greatest respect. They were my friends, my best friends and when they were killed I wanted nothing more than revenge. Again I blamed myself I thought it was all my fault. I fell." Heero swallowed. It was getting harder and harder to speak. "Then I met Solo. He was lost. He couldn't speak he was stuck in a world on one could penetrate and he was my responsibility. I felt a kinship with him and I tried to help him. I did it thinking I could distance myself from him and when he was better when the killers where caught he would leave and I would be free of him. It wasn't long before I learned he was just like me. He felt guilty he felt lost and I was the only one who could draw him from the shell of protection. After all I had had one for my whole life. While I protected him took care of him. I began…I began to love him. I didn't know it was possible, that I could love again, but I did. He makes me want to wake up in the morning. He gives me a reason to go on, and I would do anything for him." Heero swallowed as a few tears slipped from under his lids. "I don't know what I'd do if I lost him. He's my son even if not by blood and I'll do my best to be his dad."
Quatre swallowed and suppressed a smile of satisfaction. Perhaps Heero had a chance after all. "Thank you Heero." Quatre said slowly and nodded for him to get down.
"This isn't what is best for Mr. Yuy." On of the social worker called. "This is about what is best for the child. What proof do we have that anything he says is true."
Heero was about to protest when a voice called from the back of the courtroom and a door opened and slammed shut.
"Plenty." Susan said loudly and held the hand of a small sandy hair boy with large violet eyes. "I can testify for Mr. Yuy. I worked with Solo I know where he belongs." She let go of the boy's hand and he ran straight for Heero.
Heero bent down and grabbed hold of him and pulled him into a tight hug. "I love you." Heero said slowly. "I missed you." Heero kissed the top of his head and smiled.
Solo wouldn't let go and hugged tighter. "Don't leave me." He said. "Daddy, don't leave me."
"Order, order in my court!" The judge screamed loudly and slammed his gavel onto the bench. "Mr. Fowler what is the meaning of this? You burst into my courtroom carrying with you a child that is not aloud to see the defendant. Explain yourself!" He roared.
Susan swallowed and nodded slowly. "That boy you see hugging the daylights out of Heero Yuy hasn't moved a muscle in seven days, not until just this moment. He hasn't spoken. He won't eat and I know for a fact that if he stays away from this man he will die." Susan swallowed as she came to stand beside Quatre. "I was the one who took him away. I thought it was for the best and I know I was wrong."
"Your honor all of this is incredibly un…" The social worker stood again and pointed at Susan.
The judge cut him off before he could finish. "Hush." He said loudly. "Are you telling me Ms. Fowler that you are giving your professional consent. That Heero Yuy is a fit and able parent for Solo Maxwell."
Susan smiled and nodded eagerly. "I do."
Judge Michael cleared his throat. "Then I have come to a conclusion. I rule that Heero Yuy is to have full custody of Solo Maxwell pending a regal monthly visit from social services for a year, and if everything is fine he will have full guardianship."
There was a roar or protest from the other side of the room, but Quatre, Heero, Solo, and Susan hugged each other happily.
Heero didn't know what to do. It was over. He was really Solo's dad. He would never be kept from him. It was over, finally.
* * * * * * * One week later * * * * * *
"The two men working for Vincent Braddock in an attempt to over through the Mar Project and start a war have been convicted of the murder of Duo Maxwell and Hilde Shiepker." The screen flashed to a picture of both men as well Braddock. "Calvin Trust pleaded guilty to the charges and also told of their plan to frame Heero Yuy, the husband of the late Vice Minister Dorlain/Peacecraft. Not only that but the attempt to assassinate Quatre Rabba Winner was their doing as well." The reporter sighed. "Calvin's accomplish, Trent Marchialla, a know assassin who tried kill the Minister numerous times is still in the hospital, but when he is released he will be going directly to jail."
"The former Gundam Pilot and husband of Relena Peacecraft was in court today as well. He has been named as the legal guardian of the Maxwell's child and social services held a trial today to take the child from the man's protection and guardian ship. We were fortunate enough to catch the end of the trial on tape, where Heero Yuy made a surprising and moving speech concerning his life and child…." The screen flipped to the courtroom where Heero sat wearing a suit and tie. He looked surprisingly nervous as he was asked a question.
Heero reached his arm out and flipped off the television. Looking to his side he saw Solo sitting beside him clutching his stuffed animal in his arms. He was wearing a small suit and his hair was tied back in a short braid. He looked surprisingly like Duo.
"I wanna watch caroons." He drawled slowly and reached for the remote. "Let me have it."
Heero smiled a little and moved the remote out of his reach. "We don't have time Solo. We have five minutes to get to the church and we can't them right now."
Solo frowned visibly and got to his feet his little fists tightening in anger. "You told me if I puts on a suit I could watchs caroons." Solo reached for the remote again and Heero pulled it away.
"You can watch when we get back." He said slowly and reached for the little boy. "Now come one if we're late I know they'll kill us."
"No." Solo said quickly and stomped his little foot sending Heero a death glare. "I'm not going."
Heero was a little surprised to see his own glare thrown back at him. Unfortunately it was just the distraction Solo was waiting for. He promptly hopped off the couch and ran from the room shedding as much clothing as he could while he ran. Heero groaned as he heard the little boy's boisterous giggles run through the house.
"Come on Solo! Come back here." Heero called trying to sound sweet.
"No!" Came a little scream. "You promised Daddy!"
Heero looked up it sounded like it was coming from upstairs. Heero walked down the hallway and up the stairs. "Where are you Solo." He called and flung open the closet door. "Ah ha!" He yelled but the closet was empty. Heero grumbled under his breath and opened his bedroom door. There was nothing there. Just when he was about to leave he heard a muffled giggle from under the bed. Heero smiled as he turned to leave and walked out the door. He took a post right to the side of the door and waited for Solo to run out.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
Solo heard the door close and peaked out from under the bed. He had tricked him again. He's easier than my other daddy to trick. He thought happily and crawled out from under the bed clad only in his underwear and tie he couldn't pull off his neck. He tucked his stuffed animal under his arm and gave a determined smile as he reached his hand up and turned the doorknob.
He peaked out the door and looked to either side of the darkened hallway and smiled again. Quickly he ran out the door and proceeded to go down stairs, but before he had gotten two steps something grabbed him around the waist and took him off his feet. Solo have a delighted squeal and turned to see Heero had him.
"Looks like I caught you." Heero said menacingly. "You know what that means." He raised a brow. "I don't want to do it, but I have to."
"No." Solo said shaking his head. "You don't."
"Yes, I do." With that Heero reached down and tickled Solo's sides and arms. The boy screamed and squirmed. Heero stopped after a moment and set the almost naked child down again. "So are you going to put your clothes back on?"
Solo shook his head. "No." He was smiling though.
Heero thought he might have a chance if he played his cards right. "How about I buy you a huge choco bar." Heero bribed.
"A choco bar!" Solo yelled. "All if I gets dressed!"
"If you put on your suit." Heero added lastly.
Solo's smile turned to a frown. "No."
Heero frowned and looked at his watch. He was late. It seemed he was late for a lot of things lately. "Fine." He mumbled giving in. "Just let me pick it out."
* * * * Forty five minutes later * * * * *
Heero walked into the church almost dragging his son who was dressed in a pair of jeans and a light blue T-shirt. He tugged on his tie trying to straighten it and brought his free hand to his head and tried to push his hair back into place, but it was impossible. "Come on Solo." Heero urged and reached for the boy's hand again and dragged him up the stairs.
When he reached the two huge chapel doors he reached out to pull them open and found they were locked. "Shit." He mumbled forgetting Solo was beside him.
"Shit." Solo repeated and smiled up at Heero.
"Don't say that." Heero sputtered not sure of how to handle the situation.
"Shit." Solo said again and giggled.
Heero bent down and covered Solo's mouth. "Don't say that okay."
"But you did." He pointed out logically and put his hand on Heero's nose.
"I won't say it anymore." Heero said hoping that this time he would remember. "You promise me you won't."
Solo giggled and smiled. "I pawmiss."
Heero smiled back at him and turned back to the doors. "It looks like we're locked out." He mumbled mostly to himself and sunk onto the steps and sighed heavily. It wasn't too long before he heard Solo sink down beside him.
"I sorry." I said slowly.
"Hn." Heero responded slowly and continued to look at the ground.
Solo wrinkled his brow and crawled in-between Heero's set arms and into the pilots lap. "I sorry I made you late, Daddy." He said slowly and kissed Heero's cheek.
Heero smiled and hugged the boy as he wrapped his arms around his neck. The boy had a way of pushing through the cold and bitter shell he had placed around himself when Relena and Trey died. He saw through it all and had a way of making Heero forget what had ever been bothering him. In fact he hadn't thought of Relena in a while. He still thought of her when he went to bed and during the day occasionally, but he didn't feel hurt of bitter surrounding his memories. It was almost like Solo made the important things in life clear.
"Do you think Wufie will let me eat wedding cake still." Solo asked as he pulled away. "Even though we're late."
Heero smirked a little and smiled. "If he won't I'll just tackle him for you. Besides Sally will let you have some."
Solo smiled. "I'll let you have some of mine."
"Thank you." Heero said slowly and looked toward the sky. Somewhere up there he knew Duo Maxwell and his wife were watching. 'Thank you.' He told them slowly. 'For letting me take care of him' So what if he had missed the wedding of Wufie and Sally he still had the reception to go.
When he got home he would make some new rules in the clothes-wearing department. He was going to have to fix this problem before Solo had a wear a suit again. He couldn't be late for the rest of his life.
K so what did you think of this Revised Version. I know it's really long, but I had a feeling or I heard that some of you were disappointed with the other ending. This one gives the court scene and a little bit more, but not much. R&R