Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing.

Sorry for those who have waited for my updates. I know it's been over a year, but I can't help it if life butts in when I don't want it to. I had to finish a hard senior year in high school, and then worry about starting college. Now that I'm in college I have more time for my fics...I hope. Well, here's chapter four.

Chapter Four

The next morning after breakfast, Relena and Evan headed off to Heero's house to start their "jobs." As Relena was driving there, she wondered what she would be expected to do, playing a wife to one of the wealthiest men in the city. She wondered if she could stand staying in the same room as Heero Yuy. She had to admit that she was a bit afraid of him. He wasn't exactly the most agreeable man in the world. Relena shook her head to clear the negative thoughts. What was she thinking? She already agreed to do this, so she had to try to get along with him. After all, they had to pretend to be a happy family. Relena sighed as she thought about Heero's dark scowl yesterday. This was going to take some work.

Evan sat quietly in the back, completely unaware of his mom's thoughts. He was thinking about what Hilde said. If an angel were going to come, then he would have to be really nice and cute. Hilde had reminded him this morning to listen for the music. What music?

"All right, honey. We're here," Relena said as she parked her car on the cobblestone driveway. They got out and walked up to the front door. A butler took their bags and led them to the living room where the men were waiting with a woman.

"Oh, you're here. Have a seat," Duo said. He gestured at the chair in front of the fireplace. Evan climbed up and smiled at Heero was sitting in the other chair. Relena smiled hesitantly at him, too. "Okay, let's go over a few things."

"What's there to go over? All they have to do is play my family for a few days until Winner leaves and that's all," Heero declared. He was already getting a headache, and the day just started.

"It's not that simple, Heero. Winner has to believe that you're a happy family man," Trowa reminded him.

Heero started to retort, but Relena interrupted. "Um, may I say something?" Duo nodded. "Well, if you want Mr. Winner to believe that we're a family, then you need a warm family like atmosphere."

"Such as?" Trowa prompted.

Relena gestured around her. "This house. It's beautiful, but it's very...cold and dark. I mean, if I was really Mrs. Yuy, I would put up a wonderful Christmas tree with homemade ornaments and have a roaring fire. Maybe scatter a few toys here or there. You know, to make it seem like this is a family house."

"Oh, I like it. I really like it. Let's do what she says, Heero," Duo replied with a big smile. "What else?"

"I brought some pictures," Relena answered and pulled them out of her purse.

"What do you think?" Heero asked the woman next to him who had silent.

The woman got up and looked over at the pair. She regarded Relena with a critical eye and sighed. "I suppose that I can something for them."

"Okay, let's get started," Duo exclaimed, clapping his hands.

The rest of the day was a whirlwind. The woman escorted Relena upstairs where a group of people was waiting. Relena had her hair, makeup, and nails done. The woman held up several fur covered dresses for Relena to see, but Relena said no furs. Then the woman had others, and Relena smiled. Evan had his own movie star treatment. He got new clothes and a new hair cut. A room was decorated for him with a train set, sports equipment, model airplanes, and lots of other toys. Relena directed more decorating throughout the entire house. The tree was put up, garlands strung over the mantle and stair rails, and houseplants in the corners of the house. The living room sofa was replaced with a big comfy couch, and stockings were hung over the fireplace.

Duo happily went along with everything. Heero stood by patiently with a dark scowl as he watched everything happen. Trowa patted Heero's shoulder once in a while and told him he could kill Duo later if this didn't work out. Heero only grumbled under his breath as he went off to talk to his staff.

"Okay, when do I come home?" Heero asked his maid.

"At six. You never miss dinner with your family," Annie replied.

"What's my wife's favorite dish?" he questioned his cook. When she looked at him blankly, he snapped, "Find out what it is. Are there any questions?"

"We aren't paid to ask questions, sir," Hawthorne, the butler replied. Heero nodded and told them to start dinner.

Duo and Trowa rehearsed important facts with Relena and Evan.

"All right, kid. Let's hear it," Duo declared as he stood next to Evan who was getting his hair cut. "Where did you go on your last family vacation?"

"Disneyland. Can really we go?" Evan asked.

"No, sorry. What else?"

"My daddy drives me to school everyday."

Trowa sat down with Relena while she was getting her hair and nails done. "How long have you been married?"

"Six years."

"Where did you go on your honeymoon?"

"We went Paris and Rome."

***

Soon the day drew to a close, and Mr. Winner was arriving at seven. Duo was looking out the window from upstairs and saw the limo pull into the driveway. "Winner's here!" he shouted. At seven on the dot, the doorbell rang. Duo rushed downstairs, tripping in his hurry and exclaiming, "Winner's here! Winner's here!"

Heero and Trowa met Duo in the large foyer while Hawthorne walked to the door.

"This better work," Heero warned Duo.

"It will. Wait! Wait!" Duo shouted again. "Don't open the door!" He reached into his pockets, and Hawthorne paused.

"What is it?" Trowa asked.

"The ring. Your ring," Duo replied, pulling out a wide gold band ring.

Heero grabbed it and slid it onto his finger. "Okay, now," he said to Hawthorne.

Hawthorne opened the door, and at the door was a handsome young man with blond hair and twinkling blue eyes.

Quatre Winner smiled and walked in. He handed his coat and hat to Hawthorne and asked, "And who might you be?"

"Hawthorne, sir."

"Any relation to the author?"

"I'm afraid not, sir."

Duo moved forward and shook Quatre's hand. "Mr. Winner, welcome to the Yuy home. It's so nice to see you again."

"And you, Mr. Maxwell," Quatre replied with a big smile.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, sir. I'm Heero Yuy." Heero extended his hand.

"Ah, Mr. Yuy, thank you for your kind invitation, and please call me Quatre. Mr. Winner makes me sound old. I'm no older than you are, I'm sure," Quatre declared, shaking Heero's hand.

"Of course, and call me Heero. This is our other partner, Trowa Barton," Heero said, gesturing at the silent man next to him.

"Welcome," Trowa said.

"Thank you," Quatre replied. He turned to Heero and added, "I really am grateful for you letting me stay with you and your family."

"It's no problem. We're glad to have you," Heero said as graciously as he could while mentally glaring at Duo.

"Yes, and oh, that's must be your lovely family," Quatre exclaimed, looking up at the top of the stairs.

Heero's eyes widened as he gazed up at the pair. He couldn't believe it. Evan was dressed in a white dress shirt and dark blue dress pants with his hair slicked back. He was smiling brightly while he held onto Relena's hand, and Relena...oh, she had to be a dream. With the soft light surrounding her, it looked like she had a halo on the top of her hair, which was curled and piled, on top of her head. A few curls had escaped and now gently caressed her face. She was wearing a sleeveless white turtleneck sweater and a long black skirt. She had a soft smile as she gazed down at them.

Duo's mouth had dropped open when he saw them. They looked incredibly! 'Now that was the perfect wife and kid,' he thought as he watched them come down.

Trowa had a similar reaction, but he kept his mouth shut and had his own thought. 'This might really work.'

"How do you do, Mr. Winner? I'm Relena Yuy," Relena said with a confidence that surprised even her and extended her hand.

"Enchanted, madam," Quatre said softly, lightly kissing her hand. "And please call me Quatre."

"And this is our son, Evan," Relena declared, looking down and touched his shoulder.

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Winner," Evan said, making a small bow.

"It's nice to meet you, too, Evan," Quatre replied, smiling down at the adorable boy. "You are a very lucky man, Heero, to have such a beautiful wife and son." He turned to Heero who was still looking and feeling a little shocked.

"Uh, yes, I am," he replied softly as he watched Relena from behind his bangs.

"Some drinks before dinner?" Relena suggested and took the arm Quatre offered. They followed the men into the living room with Evan trailing behind.

Suddenly he heard soft music and glanced up. It looked like the crystals of the chandelier were moving and making music. Evan's eyes widened. "Mommy, did you hear that?" Relena didn't reply, and Evan gazed after Quatre. The music had started when he passed under the light and stopped when he went into the living room. 'Is Mr. Winner an angel?' Evan wondered. 'But Mommy didn't hear the music.'

"You have a lovely home, madam," complimented Quatre, looking around. "Very warm and inviting."

"Thank you," Relena blushed slightly.

Heero watched with fascination as if he never saw a woman blush before. Trowa watched Heero carefully with a mysterious smile, his green eyes narrowing slightly. 'Interesting,' he thought.

"Dinner is served," Hawthorne then announced.

***

Dinner was served and finished. Hawthorne brought out a huge dessert cake. Evan exclaimed about how he could it the whole thing. Everyone had smiled at his comment. Hawthorne served everyone, and soon Quatre sat back contently.

"That was a wonderful dinner," he said, "The best I've ever had in a long while, in fact."

Relena smiled until Quatre added, "I must say it is always nice to hear how couples get together. How did you two meet?" He looked at Relena then Heero.

There was a moment of silence before Duo gave a hesitant laugh. "It was a strange thing, wasn't it, Heero? I remembered not believing you when you told me."

"Yes, come on, Heero. Do tell," Trowa said, putting in his two cent. He was smiling, and he rarely smiled. He wondered how Heero was going to pull this off.

Heero had to stop himself from glaring at the two men. He glanced over at Relena who was clutching her wineglass a little too tightly. She was staring back at him. Suddenly he smirked. "Why don't you tell? You always tell it best, darling."

If Relena didn't know better, she could have swore that she saw amusement in his eyes. And what was with the endearment? She glanced at Quatre who was waiting patiently. "Well, it was...uh..."

"An angel got them together," Evan suddenly chirped out, rescuing Relena from having to say anything.

"Really? An angel?" Quatre questioned with avid curiosity. "How?"

Everyone turned to look at Evan who sat there eating his cake. Heero tensed up as he watched Evan closely as did the others.

Evan swallowed his cake, consciously aware of everyone's eyes on him. "An angel wanted my mommy to be happy, so he helped her. Mommy didn't know because on earth angels wear their wings on the inside."

"Interesting," Quatre commented. Heero couldn't agree more.

"Uh-huh. Mommy went to a place to eat dinner with someone named Jim. She was waiting by the door when she heard the door open and thought, 'It's him. Not Jim, the man I'm meeting, but the man I'm going to marry. So Mommy met Daddy, got married, and had me," finished Evan, happily.

Everyone sat in wonder at the story especially Quatre. "Amazing! Is that how it really happened?" he asked.

"Yeah, that's how it happened," Heero replied a little too quickly.

"And it's been a wonderful six years," Relena added. Then Evan yawned, once again saving Relena from having to talk. "Okay, dear, it's past your bedtime. Let's go." She got up and took his hand. She paused and said, "Evan, say goodnight to your father."

Heero sat very still as Evan said goodnight and gave him a hug. "Um, goodnight, Evan." He watched Relena take Evan upstairs, feeling rather strange.

Duo and Trowa took their leave right after that. Duo gave a thumbs up to Heero and a grin before he left. Heero groaned silently as he walked upstairs. He found Quatre in his library.

"An impressive library you have, Heero," Quatre declared, gazing around.

"Please take a book to bed if you wish," Heero said as he loosened his tie. Quatre thanked him. Heero turned around and saw Relena heading toward her room. He rushed to her side and turned her to his room. Relena was surprised until she saw Quatre standing in the library. She smiled at Heero.

Quatre saw them and said goodnight. They replied and with him still standing there watching them, they had enter Heero's room.

"That was quickly thinking," Relena said when they were inside.

Heero just grunted and leaned against the door. It had been a long day, too long. Several seconds passed when Relena said she needed to go back to her room. Heero seemed surprised to hear her voice and pushed himself off the door. Relena smiled at him and opened the door. She was about to walk out when she saw Quatre sitting in the library. She quickly shut the door and looked at Heero.

"He's still out there," Relena explained.

"What?" he groaned in frustration. He slowly peeked out the door, saw Quatre, and shut it quietly. He looked at Relena who was standing there, just waiting. He looked out again and had to shut the door when he saw Quatre starting to look over his shoulder. "Why doesn't he just go to bed?"

"Mr. Yuy, what are we going to do now?" Relena asked.

Heero growled under his breath. He couldn't risk letting Quatre see Relena walk back to her room. After all, they were supposed to be married, and married couples slept together. "You'll sleep here tonight." He walked into his bedroom, pulling off his tie. "The bed is big enough for the both of us."

"Mr. Yuy, that won't be appropriate," Relena said sharply. "Evan is a very impressionable young boy. If he walks in here at night and saw us together, you're going wish you've never had a family, real or fake."

Heero eyed her with irritation and a bit of surprise. He hadn't expected her to speak so harshly. She always seemed so soft and gentle, and here she was staring right back at him. "I'll sleep in the closet," he heard himself say. He handed her some clothes to sleep in when she told him she needed some. Then he made sure he used the bathroom first since he didn't want to wait all night for her. Finally he could go to sleep. He went to his walk in closet and selected a jacket to use as a blanket.

Silence filled the room as Relena snuggled under his warm covers. She felt a little guilt for making him sleep on the cold floor. "Are you all right in there?" she felt compelled to ask.

"No," he replied sarcastically, staring up at the ceiling. "Is my bed comfortable enough?"

"Mmm, very," Relena answered with a smile, snuggling deeper under the cover. "Goodnight."

"Yeah, goodnight," Heero sighed to himself. It was going to be a long night.