I awoke first, blinking and confused as to what was going on. There was an arm around me.. and what I was laying against was not my pillow. Slowly everything came back to me. /Oh no..../ I looked up at Quatre's angelic face, the moonlight shining off his porcelain features perfectly, making him beautiful enough to be a painting. Suddenly I was aware that Heero was -still- in the shower. Glancing at my watch only made me very nervous; he'd been in there for way too long.
I climbed off of Quatre and flounced off the bed rather awkwardly. I didn't care if I woke Quatre, I was in a hurry. Running to the door, I managed to trip over a shoe. /Brilliant./ As I quickly rose to my feet and continued to the bathroom, I could hear Quatre slipping off the bed himself.
~quatre~
/Oh no.../ Something was terribly wrong. I thought I felt it in my sleep, and it kept me from sleeping very deeply. It was confirmed when I felt Duo jumping off the bed, then heard him head toward the bathroom. /Oh my..../ My eyes went wide and my hand rose to my mouth before I finally gathered the sense to run to the bathroom myself and start pounding on the door.
/This pain.../ The pain was becoming unbearable, traveling through my entire body, making each tiny little blood vessel feel like it was on fire. My body began to shake. I stopped hitting the door and turned to Duo, ready to cry. I knew what caused this pain, but somehow I couldn't believe Heero was dying. Part of me did believe it, but I quickly glanced back, looking around the room for something to open the door with.
Finally it dawned on me that Heero probably kept his guns somewhere near his bed. I ran across the room, intending to tear that part of the room to bits if I had to in order to find them.
~duo~
My eyes followed Quatre across the room, my hands leaving the door as well. At first I couldn't figure out what Quatre was doing, but soon I realised. Running across the room myself, I joined him next to Heero's bed, heading straight for the floor. I knew Heero kept his guns in a metal case in a secret compartment he had built under the bed.
I was in a panic. I knew that Heero had been in the shower since before I got home. And Quatre and I... /Oh God.../ Guilt drenched me as I thought about them. I had betrayed Quatre by falling in love with Heero... /Heero.../ And now God knows what could have happened to Heero while I lay so blissfully content with Quatre, only a few feet away.
A hot salty wetness began a path down my face, followed by a few more. Finally I had managed to figure out Heero's combination and I opened the metal box, handing a random gun to Quatre.
Standing, I tried to push everything out of my mind. I knew Quatre could feel my pain, and as I didn't even deserve to have it, /I brought this all on myself..../ I didn't want him to have to deal with it too. Quatre made sure the gun was loaded, and we sprinted back to the bathroom, shouting Heero's name, hoping he'd hear us and open the door.. and let us know we were overreacting.. and that he was only taking a very long shower to get rid of the stress of the day.
Of course, that was stupid. If he didn't hear the banging, he wouldn't hear us yelling. But we did it anyway, reaching the door very quickly.
~quatre~
Duo was upset. He tried to pretend he wasn't.. but I could tell. His pain mingled with Heero's inside my chest and suddenly I wasn't sure if I could handle any more. He handed me a gun and I made sure it had bullets, then we ran back to the bathroom.
"Heero!" we yelled at the top of our lungs, but of course, he didn't hear us. Finally I gently pushed Duo away from the door, leveling the gun at the doorknob.
I shot once, which did hit the stem of the doorknob, but didn't do much to it, so I turned and aimed at the hinges. After a couple of shots the wood around the top hinge splintered and the metal simply fell off. I repeated the process with the bottom hinge, then tossed the gun away.
Duo rejoined me at the door, and we pulled at it from the broken side, shouting Heero's name again.