Old Habits Die Hard by Starcat

Chapter 3

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Heero bit back a groan. It felt like he'd been pounded into a wall. No, make that a door judging by the way that the apple sized bruised on his lower back was aching. Wait. He had been thrown into a door. What did I do to be slammed into a door? Oh. That's right. I went over to Quatre's to see if he could—it's hard to say this even in my mind— help me. But Quatre would never jump on me like that. What happened? Oh. Duo. A vague recollection of Duo running towards him. He was there, wait, no, all the others were there. It must have been one of those get-together's Quatre's so fond of. But where am I now then? One sniff was all it took to determine his location. That sterile hospital smell was unmistakable. Funny, he had wanted to ask Quatre help him get admitted to a hospital and here he was. So he had expected to be conscious when he was brought it but at least he was here…

"Hey guys," an excited voice half whispered half shouted, "I think he's awake now!"

Heero opened his eyes slowly. Four anxious faces peered down at him. "Thanks guys." He managed to croak out. He watched with amusement the varying expressions of shock.

Wufei coughed. "I'll go get Sally."

Heero looked up questioning the three faces remaining above him.

Trowa explained, "We took you to Preventers Head Quarters for medical treatment after you blacked out."

"Heero, I'm sooooo sorry, I'll do anything to make it up to you, I really didn't mean to hit you that hard, I'm really, really sorry…" Duo babbled.

Quatre turned to Duo. "Duo calm down. I'm sure…" He trailed off as Wufei came back with Sally.

"Hello Heero, it's nice to see you again," Sally greeted the boy lying on the hospital bed, "Can you remember what happened before you woke up here?"

"I went to Quatre's and was slammed up against the door when Duo "greeted" me." Heero struggled to sit up on his elbows.

She smiled at the handing wringing Duo, "Yes, that's right. Now, Heero this is very important, can you tell me the last time you ate a complete meal?"

Heero closed his eyes slowly and dropped his head. "I can't remember."

Sally looked sternly at Heero, as jaws hit the floor from shock at his admission of not remembering, "Heero, that's why you blacked out so easily. The blood sample that I took shows that you are lacking in every vitamin and mineral essential to your body. You are severely under weight and suffering from mal-nutrition. As of right now there is an I.V. giving you nutrients that should help you recover, but you are going to have to stay on a strict diet and see a nutritionist until I clear you. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Good. Now I'll leave you guys together to catch up, but in an hour I want everyone out so Heero can rest. Alright?"

Four heads nodded and Sally left the room.

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ok. Here's the info—1) I humbly apologize for the delay in the posting of this chapter 2) I wish to beg for feed back and comments that might help me figure out where the hell I want to go with this fic (I have some ideas but they're so damn nebulous) 3) I wanna say sorry again 4) I am going over this fic with my beta reader and she is pointing out some really stupid mistakes soooo…. There will hopefully be a repost of all 3 chaps. Soon but its going slow

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