A/N: Just so you know the ' Black Raptors' are Rosald Winners group. I forgot I gave them a name. Heehhe...silly me! Right. Well enjoy, and PLEASE review. I need the pick me up.

Sad crystalline blue eyes watched the setting of golds and reds, burning into his aching soul. The wind playfully brushed his hair through the window, almost comforting in its gentle touch. Yet his heart was breaking and nothing was healing it. Quatre wanted so bad to turn back the time that had passed and change everything. He knew he couldn't. His uncle was gone, so was his father. He knew his uncle and father had never really gotten along all that well, yet he also knew his father had loved his brother. The same for him, he loved his uncle no matter what, even if he felt pity too. He couldn't help the feeling that his uncle was being controlled somehow either. There was just something odd about it all, but he didn't know what it was. A heaviness settled on his heart again and he felt almost alone.

" Keep moving on, don't give up on us now Quat." The soft voice was accompanied by the gentle touch of a hand on his shoulder.

" Heero." Tears shimmered in the evening light as they were finally given the freedom to fall. The hand on his shoulder squeezed his reassuringly, telling him his brother was still here. That they were all here.

" We're going to end this. Then we can start all over again."

" Thank you Heero" Quatre whispered, still looking out the window. Silence stretched for only a brief moment before Heero spoke again.

" Quatre....I wanted to say.....I'm sorry." No response came, but he hadn't expected one. The only thing he was scared of was losing his brother. He kept his hand on the still shoulder as he watched the sun set with his friend, his own heart hurting but for a different reason. A slight gasp escaped his lips when the other boy suddenly threw his arms around him. No words needed to be said anymore between them, the rift had never even existed. Heero hugged the boy in his arms tighter, he was beginning to like this kind of contact.

The sun highlighted the two figures as three others stepped into the line of light.

" Anders will tell Une everything about the Black Raptors. We're free." Duo breathed the last part to the wind. The two standing beside him nodded in silent agreement as they watched the last two of their team embrace.

" We still have to clean up the remnants of the Raptors. They can't be left out there." Wufei spoke softly, as if anything louder would break the quiet that settled lovingly around them. Next to him Trowa nodded, his eyes taking in the sight before him and beyond. He could almost see the colors of the circus tents and hear his sisters voice, but there was something to be done before he could return.

" They'll need help taking them down." He spoke softly.

" Don't worry Tro." Duo broke in. " They'll get it."

Satisfied, Trowa turned his attention back to his thoughts of home.

They all missed their homes. After so long wandering after the wars they had found their place to call home, so to be ripped from those places without consent or warning was brutal. Now they could return to those places, even if nothing would ever be the same. Part of them was imprinted into the places that Rosald Winner had sent them and they couldn't change that, nor did they want to. Even Trowa had to admit that the lives, though not really theirs, were good. They had friends and in some cases family, jobs and what most consider a normal life, but they didn't have each other. It just wasn't what they wanted. To live those lives was to leave behind all that they had done, and all that knew, including each other. It was true that Heero and Quatre had gotten lucky and found each other, and that Heero and even Trowa had gotten to experience the home life they never had, but they all silently agreed that they were happy with who they were now.

The three standing silently contented themselves to watching the sunset behind their friends. It had been a long day, the thoughts of the past few months only now giving way to some semblance of peace. They knew Sally was right down the hall acting as a barrier between them and the world beyond. So, all they had to do now was relax, right.

After Rosald had committed suicide they had been quickly ushered into a secluded conference room to wait for things to calm down.. For the past five minutes time had slowly passed and shock had began to wear off at all that had happened in the office. A sense of completion found its way into the five boys hearts finally, they were all back together and it seemed the nightmare was over. Yet the rest of the small army that made up the Black Raptors base still had to be subdued though, but it wasn't something they were to worried about at the moment. Just being together was enough right now.

Heero held onto Quatre, not wanting to let go just yet. Old brotherly feelings that hadn't and couldn't be implanted surfaced and warmed his heart. All that mattered was he had his brothers back. He was forgiven and now he could start over with a new family, one Quatre would always be apart of. A sudden shudder coursed though the boy in his arms and the body in he held went slack.

" Quatre?" No response answered. " Quatre?!" Heero gently slide to his knees, lowering Quatres body into his lap. The others were by his side in an instant, kneeling with concern next to the two boys.

" What's wrong Heero?" Duos voice quavered and he took a limp hand into his, surprised at the clammy, sweat slick feeling.

" Trowa, run and get Sally!" Wufeis voice was anxious as he stripped the shirt from the still form, revealing blood soaked bandages around the slim torso. Heero's heart lurched as he stared once more at the contrast of crimson and white. A tingling sensation on his hand alerted his attention. Slowly he removed it from Quatres back while cradling the boy between him and Wufei. His eyes flashed in pain at the sight of the blood that stained his hand.

" He should have been in bed. I told him!" Wufeis muttered musings brought his attention to his other friend. Wufei had gone two shades paler then normal and was desperately trying, with the last of his normally iron will, to staunch the blood flow. Duo placed his free hand comfortingly on his friends shoulder, the other one still grasped Quatres, trying futilely to revive the warmth that should have been there. The door slammed back open behind them and suddenly Trowa was sliding to a stop beside them with Sally on his heels. Une was close behind in the pursuit and knelt behind the distraught Wufei as he scooted back to allow the meds who had followed to save his friend.

" No...we're back Quat... you have to make it through." Duos words were barley heard but they reached the hearts of everyone in the room as Quatre was rushed out the door and to the infirmary. Heero gently pulled Duo to his feet and led him out the door, closely followed by Wufei and Trowa.

Quatre swam through the space in what he could only determine as his own mind. Light was shining at the far end and was growing brighter with every passing second, closer and closer. In the light, silhouetted against the brightness stood four figures, and a reason to live. Around him flashed moments from his past. His father and sister, lost not long ago. A young him playing lonesomely in a music room. His sisters, the war, people he couldn't even recall. Names and faces from a possible future, if only he could reached the light. All flashed before him in a myriad of frames. Like snapshots of a life and time he needed to remember. Then suddenly the light consumed him.

The people gathered around the bed watched with hope as the sapphire sky blue eyes blinked sleepily open. As they regained focus the sapphires roamed the faces hovering above him with interest until the rested on a quietly crying Noin. The sapphires quickly turned concerned and a pale hand reached out to comfort the upset women.

" Noin?" Hearing the softer than soft voice seemed to brake down the last of the woman's defenses and she leapt forward to engulf him in a hug.

" Oh Quatre. Don't you do that to us you hear me!" She kissed his cheek repeatedly then drew back. A relieved laugh broke though the tears at the beat red of his face.

" Jeez Quat, I've never seen that shade of red before!" Duo laughed.

" Duo.." Quatre whispered, shaking his head and blushing more. Familiar fingers brushed his hair back softly and he turned his gaze to his right. Heero smiled down at him. Trowa stood beside him holding one of his small hands in his, a gentle squeeze was all the communication needed between the two. Duo chuckled to himself from beside Trowa and muttered something about the silent type. Quatre smiled in amusement as Trowa elbowed him. A throat clearing to his left by Noin wiped the smile off his face. Of course the scowl Wufei was wearing would wipe the smile off of a teddy bears face...and make it giggle uncontrollably. Quatre merely tried for a nervous laugh.

" What. did. I . tell. you?" The hurt in his eyes spread to his face and a glistening sparkle appeared in his normally hard eyes. " What were you thinking Quatre? You could have died! Killed yourself, for what!?"

" For you." The two words came out strong and clear, filled with the love and hope that resided in one boys heart. Wufeis eyes glistened even more and his features softened.

" Yeah, but I think Heeros rubbing off on you bud! I mean I though jumping out of windows was his forte." Duo smiled teasingly at the other boy, and Trowa elbowed him. " Ouff..." Duo moved away slowly from the sharp elbows of the other boy muttering something about the silent type...and Wufei elbowed him. " Errrr....erugh, I give up! I'm gonna go get my ribs bandaged." He winked at Quatre and strode from the room. Wufei watched with concern as the boy ran a hand through his bangs and took a shuddering breath before walking through the door.

" We should let you rest too." Trowa squeezed the slim hand in his own and lay it gently on the bed. He to walked to the door and left with Wufei on his heels. Before Wufei left he turned once more. Looking for a second at the pale form on the bed he nodded and smiled a small smile and turned to go. Soon Noin took her leave too, leaving only two people left in the small infirmary room.

Quatre watched as Heero settled himself in a chair. He propped his feet up and crossed his arms, apparently preparing for a long stay.

" Heero..." Heero looked up at his whispered name. " You don't have to stay." Quatre fought with the drugs in his system to keep awake but was losing the battle quickly. Heero smiled seeing his predicament.

" Go to sleep...I'll be here." He watched as Quatres eyes drifted shut and his breathing evened out to a steady rhythm. Leaning back in the hard chair he let himself catch up on much needed rest too. As long Quatre was safe and the others right outside the door, he could finally sleep.


A team of Preventers were already on their way to the small colony. Une had sent them out as soon as Anders had finished his statement. They were her best, next to the five who were currently camping out in the infirmary. If all went well she hoped for the mission to be over in a few hours. Yet Une knew from her experience that those things rarely went as planned. She slumped slightly in her over sized chair, breaking her normal strict posture. The relief at having all five of her missing agents, and friends, back was overwhelming. Though now her exhaustion was beginning to take its toll. For the past few hours she had been diverting the media and everyone from the knowledge that Quatre had been found too. A small laugh escaped at the thought of Quatre being 'found'. She had nearly had a heart attack when he suddenly piped up like that. Sighing she turned back to the work that needed to be done on her desk.

" Miss Une?"

Une looked up from the stacks of paper work to the open door. Her secretary stood there looking nervous.

" Yes, what is it?"

" Um...Commander...Lady..theboysaremissing!"

"What!" Une slammed her palms on the defenseless desk as she stood. She knew instantly who 'the boys' were. She also knew where those ' boys' were NOT supposed to be, and most likely were.