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Lady Unes office was filled with thick tension as the two teenage boys stood in silent defiance before the man who had torn their lives from them. Heeros eyes bore an unusual icy fire in them as they took in the accusations of the killing of someone he would proudly say was his brother. Duo beside him was seething silently and all that would soon be directed at the man before them unless someone removed one of them from the room. Une stood silently, a look of pure concentration on her face. All pointed toward the boys themselves and they could not prove Rosald Winner had anything to do with it.
" Please understand boys I had no choice but to bring all of you in. There were reports of someone seeing you leaving the area around before the scene was found and..."
" Wait." Duo interrupted suddenly, his face paling. " All of us?"
Une nodded sadly and pressed a button on her desk. A moment later her door opened and Trowa walked inside, his hands behind his back. Heero and Duo broke into ghosts of smiles at the sight. Trowa answered with one of his own. Duo, whose hands weren't handcuffed, jumped at the poor tired guy and swept him bodily into the air for a second before setting him down on his weary feet. He swayed suddenly and Duo immediately reached out and steadied him.
" Tro?"
" Long night." He replied with a smirk. Une looked concernedly at the three, Trowa a little worse for wear from his dip in the lake and wild chase through the city.
" Trowa, please have a seat. You wore yourself out running." But Trowa shook his head and moved to stand straight backed and shoulders back beside Heero. Heero met his friends eyes briefly, sharing a look before they both turned toward the man who was really to blame.
Duo had taken merely a step when the door opened again. All eyes turned to Wufei as he strode trough the door with every once of pride he possessed. Trowas eyes widened and a slight gasp escaped his lips. Wufei appeared to hear the almost imperceptible intake of air and met Trowas gaze. He gave a slight shake of his head. The exchange brought Duo and Heero to attention. Suddenly a low growl was heard from behind them and all turned to Rosald Winner.
" Commander Une." He growled. " Why aren't they being questioned separately?! These boys murdered my dear nephew they don't deserve any privileges." He turned toward them then, his fake anguish a perfect act but for his eyes. Each boy bristled as they saw the gleam of triumph in his cold eyes. He truly believed he had won. Only they knew how mistaken he was.
Une gave a long sigh and looked up at the boys.
" I'm sorry guys, but I have no choice but to detain you until a trial is set up."
" What other proof do you have besides empty accusation from a twisted man." Trowa met Rosalds heated stare with his own, the images of the months that had passed reeling through his mind.
" Heero's gun was found abandoned near the ally."
Heeros eyes snapped up to look at Une. He hadn't even touched a gun for almost six months...Then he remembered. Roslad must have taken the gun he used in the base and kept it. He used Heeros gun to shoot Quatre. Heero felt a cold knot settle at the pit of his stomach and freeze. Thoughts of their last words to each other passed through his mind, replaying the moments before Quatre stepped on the shuttle and Heero turned away. * Don't you remember Quatre, we aren't really brothers*, his heart was breaking.
" See look at the guilt written on is face."
Heeros gaze lifted to burn a whole in the mans entire being. He would make sure this guy would go down before anything else happened. His hand grasped the locket around his neck with a gentleness most would have thought impossible through the anger that was shown clearly on his face. Rosald blanched back and winced in fear. The condemned man sought for an anchor to continue his persecution and pull them down more. His eyes landed on Trowas face and a wicked smirk unsettled his face.
" And why did he run?"
Quatre slipped easily around the edge of the house to the back. A small smile escaped the determined scowl that had taken possession of his face for a while at the sight of the old tree. There were a lot of memories in this place, even if it had all been more of a dream world. It was still part of him. Breaking out of his reverie he jumped easily into the low branches and began to climb upward toward the window he could only hope was open. Soon he was leaning precariously over the branch and clinging onto the window sill. The window clicked open into the room and with a practiced jump that showed he had done this before, he was inside.
Ryos room was just as he had left it, immaculately and irritatingly spotless. Quatre shook his head as he picked his way through the his 'brothers' room. Memories flooded back to him as his fingers gently brushed this object and that. He laughed as he remembered when he had covered Ryos, or Heeros, room in stuffed animals, mostly bunnies. Well, he shouldn't have accused him of acting girlish. He had to stifle a giggle as he remembered Ryos face when he entered the room, he himself had been outside on the branch of the tree well away from his brothers rage. Of course he laughed so hard he fell out of the dang tree and had to have stitches, so maybe he did get the short end of the stick on that one. Determination renewed Quatre strode out the door and straight to his own bedroom.
The door was slightly ajar, a soft light streaming out into the hall. Quatre warily crept up to the doorway and peeked in, afraid one their adopted parent's were up and in the room. The glow he saw was from a night light, he vaguely wondered why one was in his room when he never in his life used one. No one appeared to be in sight so he slipped all the way in and crept over to the dresser and opened it in search of clean clothes. He didn't hear anything until he found himself tackled to the ground by someone. His head hit the floorboards with a resounding thunk and pain flared in his abdomen where the person was currently sitting.
" Alex!!" Quatres head snapped up and he looked at the little person that was sitting on him in surprise.
" Cielia?!" The little girl began to bounce in excitement on her poor seat. Quatre reached up and took hold of the girl, ceasing her happy bouncing, and lifted her up as he stood. She hugged herself to him as he carried her over to the bed and set her down.
" Alex! I missed you soo much!" She clung again to his neck once again in pure happiness.
" Cielia? What are you doing here?"
" I missed you soo much so the matron called your new daddy and mommy and asked if I could come see you for awhile. There was a lot of arguing because you were supposed to be there but you were there and you weren't there so no one knew where you were. Then someone called and said you were with them because they were your uncle and then your mommy cried because she thought they were gonna take you away from them and then..."
" Okay, okay Cielia." Quatre laughed lightly as Cielia took a breath, her cheeks a rosy pink from the rush. He looked sadly down at the little girl, love reflecting in his eyes. " Listen, I have to go back to my uncle for awhile so you can't tell my parents okay?"
" Okay." Cielia pouted " How'd you get here Alex?"
" I stowed away on a ship." Cielias eyes got wide and she gasped.
" Really!! A pirate ship?"
" Yeah, now go back to sleep!" Quatre laughed as she snuggled down into the blankets and closed her eyes. He moved to go but she suddenly grabbed him around the neck and planted a kiss on his cheek.
" Love you Alex." She yawned and lay back down. Quatre smiled softly and kissed her brow.
" I love you too Cielia."
Quatre moved quickly and quietly around the room gathering what he needed. He packed a rucksack
hurriedly and moved to the door. Before he slipped out he turned to look once more at the little girl on
the bed. A soft breeze from the open window caught his I love you and whispered it around the room
as he faded into the coming day. There were still things to do.
He knew he was being followed. In fact he counted on who was behind him, and this time he wasn't running. Quatres steps remained calm and steady as he strode down the crowded street. A hat was pulled low over his eyes, his hair tucked underneath. He pulled his jacket tighter around his body and kept going. He felt better now that he had a clean change of clothes on, his favorite rose red shirt, black vest and jeans. Now all he had to do was convince his tail that he should, could, come with him and set his friends free. A news paper was crumpled in his fist the headlines a source of concern. He had nearly been sick when he read the word, " Four Preventers on trial for the Murder of Quatre Winner". He knew who those four would be, and he would not let them be convicted. His uncle would be stopped and taken down before he could hurt them any more.
Quatre ducked into an ally and waited for his 'hunter' to catch up with him. His lithe form fit into the little shadows that the sun created in the cramped space perfectly so that no one saw the teen as he watched them pass almost wistfully yet he did not join them. Finally his query came into view, luckily with no one around him. A hand shot out and suddenly both men were face to face with each other in the ally. Quatre had a death grip on the mans jacket and shirt underneath just in case the man got scared enough to try to run.
" Hello Anders." Quatres friendly hello and the shock of his prey turning the tables shocked the poor man speechless. His mouth moved rapidly but no sound was emitted into the thick air. " Calm down," Quatre laughed out, " it's just me!" His eyes darkened only slightly with the remembrance of a similar encounter, but it was wit sadness not anger. " It's alright Anders. I should thank you for finding Wufei for me! Just please forgive me, I shouldn't put you in this situation."
Anders eyes widened even more, if it were even possible.
" Quatre!" He sighed then and looked at the boy whose life he nearly took, and yet saved. " I'm so sorry boy, I should have left that organization a long time ago. Now he wants me dead. I was following you to make sure you really were alright before I disappeared forever."
" No! Please you have to come with me to free my friends. You're the only one that can tell them where the base is and prove all that he had done true." Anders began shaking his head and opened his mouth to respond but Quatre stopped him. " I can't, Won't, force you. And I wish I didn't need you to do this, but if you don't he will get away free and continue until he takes down Miss Relena and the ESUN. Then where will there be to hide. Like I said I won't force you, but I will go on by myself any way. At least I can set them free before my uncle takes me back." His eyes had never left Anders face but now they searched the sky like it would be their last time. In Quatres heart he knew if he went back to his uncle it would be, but he would give it all up including his life to free his friends. His eyes flickered back to Anders face, waiting for an answer. Anders sighed then met Quatres eyes, he drew strength from Quatres well of confidence and determination.
" Let's go kid."
" Thank you!" Quatre impulsively embraced the man before leading the way back out onto the street and toward destiny.
Duo sat in the small cell on the cold bench, he was really beginning to hate those things. A harmonica was placed to his lips and a sweet tune rocked the little Preventers holding cells. Heero who sat across from him; Une had placed them in cells together against every ones approval but hers; actually found the song good. His mind was working over time, trying to come up with and idea how Quatre could make it out alright in the condition Wufei had left him in. His hand found it's way back to the gift that he had been given what seemed so long ago by Quatre. He popped the clasp and lovingly caressed the picture with his eyes. The five of them together were a family and would if he could get that back at any cost. Trowas soft voice suddenly floated over to the two and Wufei next to them suddenly.
" Quatres coming."
