Ok, this is Trowa's part of the story. Um the G-boys arn't mine, but Jade is my friends and Chewie Junior is in a way her's too. Thus you can't use either character unless you ask nicely.
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Trowa Barton carefully replace the violin. Even though he didn't know how to play he still took it out every once in a while as a reminder of the man he had loved and lost. Over the years the pain had dulled, it had even allowed him to find another companion, but it never went away. He was thankful that the person he was now sharing his life with understood that.
About ten years after the death of Quatre Trowa had met Jade. She was smart, funny and understood him as well as the young blond had, and much to everyones surprise, he had even married her. The two of them where still together, alive and well. All though somedays Trowa was certin that his own end was near. He was worried about leaving his wife behind, after having to deal with the death of someone he cared about dearly he didn't want her to have to face the same.
Trowa made his way into the kitchen and turned on the oven. Jade had left some meatloaf in there before she took her dog, Chewie Junior, out for a walk. He sat down at the table and picked up the morning paper. He hadn't had a chance to read it when he woke up this morning, as his daughter and her husband had shown up unexpected to introduce him and Jade to there first grandchild. After reading about one paragraph from one article Trowa decided he was a little to tired to really do anything. He got up and headed back into the living room. He ran his fingures along the wood and glass cabinet that housed the violin before sitting down in his old chair and closing his eyes.
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Jade walked he dog around the house into the back yard where she let him go in the large fanced off area. She made her way up the back porch and entered the house into the kitchen. She could smell the meatloaf she'd left in the oven. She went over and checked on it. Determining that it was done she pulled it out and placed it on the stove to cool. She then when in search of her husband. She found him fast asleep in his chair by the violin cabinet. She walked over to him.
"Trowa, dinners ready." She said, when he didn't stir she shook him. "Trowa!" Again no responce. A little worried she shook him a little harded and spoke even louder. Still no responce. She took a deep breath and checked him pulse. It was faint. Now worried that something might be seariously wrong, she picked up the phone and dailed 9-1-1.
The ambulance arrived in almost no time. The medics check Trowa over, he still hadn't awaken. They put him on an oxygen mask and loaded him into the back of the rig. They allowed Jade in with him. They reached the hospital in five minutes.
The doctors took over and Jade was stuck waiting in the waiting room. After about another hour a doctor came out to talk to her.
"Mrs. Barton. You husband still hasn't come around. We aren't too sure what is causing this. His head CT, EEG and EKG where all with in normal range. We still want to keep him here incase anything searious happens, but for now you can go in." Jade nodded and followed the doctor into a small white room. Trowa was laying on a bed still unconcious. She walked over to his bed side and took his hand.
"Trowa, please hear me. Whatever is happening, I'll be here with you. I just want you to know that." She sat down in a chair that one of the nurses brought in for her. With his hand still in hers she rested her head beside him on the bed and closed her eyes.
Jade awoke to the sound of a steady high pitched beep. She stood up fast and before she could think to call a doctor the bed was all ready surrounded and she was pushed back into the corner. She watched as the doctors did everything they could to save her husband, but his heart had all ready stopped and wasn't responding to anything. Finally the doctors and nurses parted and one doctor called the time of death. She looked up at him as he passed. One of the other doctors, a young resident, approched her.
"Mrs. Barton, I know this must be a difficult time, but with your permission we would like to have an autopsy done. None of our tests gave any indication as to why your husbands heart stopped. The blood enzyme was negative, so it wasn't a heart attack. There was no sign of paracarditis on the chest x-ray either." He was silent Jade looked up at him.
"I guess he was just tired of waiting." She said. The young doctor gave her a curious look. "When he was ninteen he lost someone he loved deeply. I suppose that he just go tired of waiting to see him again." She replied. The doctor nodded.
"I suppose that would be a 'no' then." She nodded.
"I'm sorry, but I just don't think it would be appropriate." The young doctor left. Jade took this time to say her goodbye to her husband.
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It only took a few days to contact Heero Yuy, after all he was now the king of the Sank Kingdom, seeing as he gave in and married Relene. It took even less time for the man, who was the same age as her late husband and still as fit as ever to show up at her door step. When she opened the door he was there, with the two bodyguards that were requierd to follow him at all times. She motioned for him to follow her into the kitchen. Chewie was asleep under the table and there where two envelops on the table. Silently she picked them up and handed them to Heero.
"He told me a few years after we got married that I was to give these to any one of the living Gundam Pilots." Heero took them.
"Thank you," He slipped them into a bag he had with him, "I'm deeply sorry that you had to loose him, and I am sure that he will miss you just as much as you will miss him." Jade nodded and wiped a tear away. She followed the three men to the door and saw them out. When they where gone she walked slowly up to the room her husband and her had shared and pulled a flute case out of one of the desk drawers. Carefully she assembled the delecate insturment and headed downstairs with it. She opened the cabinet that held the violin and gently place the flute in its place beside the other insturment.
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Trowa Barton carefully replace the violin. Even though he didn't know how to play he still took it out every once in a while as a reminder of the man he had loved and lost. Over the years the pain had dulled, it had even allowed him to find another companion, but it never went away. He was thankful that the person he was now sharing his life with understood that.
About ten years after the death of Quatre Trowa had met Jade. She was smart, funny and understood him as well as the young blond had, and much to everyones surprise, he had even married her. The two of them where still together, alive and well. All though somedays Trowa was certin that his own end was near. He was worried about leaving his wife behind, after having to deal with the death of someone he cared about dearly he didn't want her to have to face the same.
Trowa made his way into the kitchen and turned on the oven. Jade had left some meatloaf in there before she took her dog, Chewie Junior, out for a walk. He sat down at the table and picked up the morning paper. He hadn't had a chance to read it when he woke up this morning, as his daughter and her husband had shown up unexpected to introduce him and Jade to there first grandchild. After reading about one paragraph from one article Trowa decided he was a little to tired to really do anything. He got up and headed back into the living room. He ran his fingures along the wood and glass cabinet that housed the violin before sitting down in his old chair and closing his eyes.
***
Jade walked he dog around the house into the back yard where she let him go in the large fanced off area. She made her way up the back porch and entered the house into the kitchen. She could smell the meatloaf she'd left in the oven. She went over and checked on it. Determining that it was done she pulled it out and placed it on the stove to cool. She then when in search of her husband. She found him fast asleep in his chair by the violin cabinet. She walked over to him.
"Trowa, dinners ready." She said, when he didn't stir she shook him. "Trowa!" Again no responce. A little worried she shook him a little harded and spoke even louder. Still no responce. She took a deep breath and checked him pulse. It was faint. Now worried that something might be seariously wrong, she picked up the phone and dailed 9-1-1.
The ambulance arrived in almost no time. The medics check Trowa over, he still hadn't awaken. They put him on an oxygen mask and loaded him into the back of the rig. They allowed Jade in with him. They reached the hospital in five minutes.
The doctors took over and Jade was stuck waiting in the waiting room. After about another hour a doctor came out to talk to her.
"Mrs. Barton. You husband still hasn't come around. We aren't too sure what is causing this. His head CT, EEG and EKG where all with in normal range. We still want to keep him here incase anything searious happens, but for now you can go in." Jade nodded and followed the doctor into a small white room. Trowa was laying on a bed still unconcious. She walked over to his bed side and took his hand.
"Trowa, please hear me. Whatever is happening, I'll be here with you. I just want you to know that." She sat down in a chair that one of the nurses brought in for her. With his hand still in hers she rested her head beside him on the bed and closed her eyes.
Jade awoke to the sound of a steady high pitched beep. She stood up fast and before she could think to call a doctor the bed was all ready surrounded and she was pushed back into the corner. She watched as the doctors did everything they could to save her husband, but his heart had all ready stopped and wasn't responding to anything. Finally the doctors and nurses parted and one doctor called the time of death. She looked up at him as he passed. One of the other doctors, a young resident, approched her.
"Mrs. Barton, I know this must be a difficult time, but with your permission we would like to have an autopsy done. None of our tests gave any indication as to why your husbands heart stopped. The blood enzyme was negative, so it wasn't a heart attack. There was no sign of paracarditis on the chest x-ray either." He was silent Jade looked up at him.
"I guess he was just tired of waiting." She said. The young doctor gave her a curious look. "When he was ninteen he lost someone he loved deeply. I suppose that he just go tired of waiting to see him again." She replied. The doctor nodded.
"I suppose that would be a 'no' then." She nodded.
"I'm sorry, but I just don't think it would be appropriate." The young doctor left. Jade took this time to say her goodbye to her husband.
***
It only took a few days to contact Heero Yuy, after all he was now the king of the Sank Kingdom, seeing as he gave in and married Relene. It took even less time for the man, who was the same age as her late husband and still as fit as ever to show up at her door step. When she opened the door he was there, with the two bodyguards that were requierd to follow him at all times. She motioned for him to follow her into the kitchen. Chewie was asleep under the table and there where two envelops on the table. Silently she picked them up and handed them to Heero.
"He told me a few years after we got married that I was to give these to any one of the living Gundam Pilots." Heero took them.
"Thank you," He slipped them into a bag he had with him, "I'm deeply sorry that you had to loose him, and I am sure that he will miss you just as much as you will miss him." Jade nodded and wiped a tear away. She followed the three men to the door and saw them out. When they where gone she walked slowly up to the room her husband and her had shared and pulled a flute case out of one of the desk drawers. Carefully she assembled the delecate insturment and headed downstairs with it. She opened the cabinet that held the violin and gently place the flute in its place beside the other insturment.