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The court was adjourn until the next day. The boys and Dorothy and Relena were in a pew behind Heero (on Heero's side obviously). Heero was in earlier today, sitting lifelessly, awaiting his decider of trails. Quatre leaned over the fence dividing the witnesses of the court, his behind right in Dorothy's face. Nice ass, Dorothy thought. She reached up and pinched it. Quatre didn't do anything for a second. He stood up slowly, and turned around to her, giving her his innocent sexiness.
"After the trial, woman, you're mine." He assured with a wink. Dorothy giggled. Relena wasn't depressed at all; she was pumped with the possibility of Heero being declared innocent.
"Don't worry buddy, there's nothing they can do to ya that ya can't handle." Duo assured.
"And remember," Trowah said, "if all else fails, the judge is gay." Heero's eyes widened. Heero looked at Relena. She mouthed that she loved him and she blew him a kiss. He gave her a signal: "You and me, my room." The DA started up.
Before anyone knew it, all the evidence had been reviewed and all the witnesses interrogated. The situation looked grim for Heero. Mrs. Bangotti had given an extra-emotional 'mother's testimony' about how innocent and undeserving her baby was to his fate and how her other baby should be free. Heero caught a glimpse of a juror being moved to tears. Whoa, he thought, nice move, Bangotti. She left the stand, growing more and more fragile with every step. She was trying to establish the fact that she was on the verge of a break down. Were the boys and Heero and Relena and Dorothy the only one in the court that could see through her thin façade? Were they the only ones in the court? In the world? Dorothy hadn't felt so alone since her grandfather died. Wufei shook his head, positive that the world and colonies had ridden themselves of any and all real justice. The judge sat quietly for a minute; he couldn't favor. In sixty years of judging, he'd never come to such a crossroads. The boy he'd always wanted to be unintentionally taken a proud woman's son? He lifted his mallet.
"Jury, here are your options: guilty, not guilty. You are not to be subjected to media inspired by this case. If a conviction is wanted, the votes must be unanimous. You are dismissed." Judge Pacline started messing with some papers in front of him and the jury exited. Heero, who had grown tense, completely relaxed. Relena, who was sitting behind him, threw her arms around his neck. He raised his hands with a couple of clanks and chinks and smoothed her hair. The DA leaned over to Heero and whispered to him, "You know that we're probably going to lose this case, right?" Heero nodded. Relena heard the lawyer and felt Heero's answer and grasped his neck tighter. Dorothy and Quatre held hands and consoled each other. A security guard told Heero and Relena to stop snuggling as a 'formality'. They both knew the 'formality' was that wealth had prevailed over justice. The rich Mrs. Bangotti had paid the guard to split the two up. The jury filed back in quietly. One person, the spokesperson, approached the judge.
"Your honor, we the people of the jury find the defendant….."
Dorothy clutched Quatre's hand. Relena, who was sitting between Wufei and Duo clutched both of their hands. Trowah was on the edge of his seat, grasping his shoulder. In turn, Wufei grasped his arm. They all held their breath.