Next time on Capture Trowa and a bunny suit....Uhhhmm, never mind. Something my brother had me draw, actually came out pretty cute!...but lets not get into that shall we...on we go!







" Move. Now." The two words uttered from Quatres mouth and everyone was in action.

Eyes burned with intensity while mouths set in determination as they scattered to find a way out. Heero and Wufei went immediately to the door only to find it locked from the outside. No one questioned it, they knew it had been a trap. Both reared back and with one kick the door was gone. From where he was gathering disks Duo smirked at the two in the doorway and finished filling the lined pocket on his pants. Trowa pulled two small bags from the hole in the floor and moved to stand beside Quatre who was printing something quickly. As soon as the paper left the printer he was up and pulling Trowa behind him to the waiting three.

" Lets go," Heero began as he slipped an arm back around Quatres thin waist, " we only have a few minutes to get off this place."

No more prodding was needed to get all of them moving out into the empty halls and toward the exit, and freedom.

" What was that?..." Duo queried as they continued.

" What? There's nothing here Maxwell." Wufei lightly pushed Duo ahead as he began to slow.

" No...ther..Get Down!" Duo rammed into the two closest to him as the hall behind them exploded in a brilliant blast of heat and light. Debris and sparks flew over their heads and rained down among them as the blast faded from their ears. The sound was quickly replaced by the raging of the fire only a few yards to their backs.

Duo lifted his head slowly from the broken floor tiles. As he sat up he lifted one hand to wipe the blood from his eyes that ran down from the shallow cut now written on his forehead. Blinking furiously he shook the fuzz from his sight and scanned the orange lit hall for his friends as smoke billowed around him, obscuring his frantic search. His voice caught and he coughed. After forcing the smoke from his burning lungs he tried again to speak while climbing to his feet.

" Was that an explosion or did Une deck me again ...Gu..guys?" His throat tightened when nothing came back. " Come on...GUYS!" A coughing fit ensued with the yell. He rushed forward as a piece of mangled metal abruptly shifted and began to move. " Hang on man!"

Pushing the metal sheet away from the two bodies under it Duo flipped it behind him. Trowa and Wufei lay on the ground before him, a tangle of arms and legs. Slowly Trowa lifted himself away from Wufei while Duo gently guided him into a crouch. Careful of any wounds he helped Wufei into a sitting position/

" You two alright?" Duo's eyes did a quick inventory of limbs and appendages, praying that nothing internal was injured.

"Fine Duo..." Wufei coughed out in the growing smoke. Trowa growled out an almost inaudible word that Duo took as a yes when the boy stood up and held out his hands to aid the other two. His eyes narrowed in concern as Duo came eye level with him.

" Duo?" His eyes were fixed on the bleeding cut on his friends brow.

" M'fine." Duo brushed it off and began searching the ruble again for the missing two of their team, Wufei propped against him.

" Quatre? Heero?" Trowas voice carried over the constant roar of the fire clearly. Still nothing but embers lighting on the cooler floor answered. The three jumped back and shielded themselves as a wall collapsed near them, sending a storm of debris around them, covering the areas they had sifted through to find the other two. Waving the dust from their faces three pairs of eyes opened in determination, they had come to far to lose like this.

" Ergh...come on where are you two?!" Duo cried as worry began to edge into his being. Nothing else echoed as they continued a frantic search.

" Here!" Wufeis dropped to his knees beside a pile of plaster and junked metal. A strong tanned hand grasped his own soot covered one tightly. " Hang on Heero."

In an instant the other two were at their sides pushing with all their beings at the metal and plaster prison that held Heero down. Around them the world seemed to be crumbling and burning down the walls that they refused to let be their final resting place. Yet no matter how much the three pushed the crushing force would not be moved. Strength was beginning to wan, fading with high spirits. Only defiance and love kept them there.

" Leave me." Heero's breathless words reached out and passed through the pained grunts of effort.

" Like hell." Duo cried.

" Shut up and push Heero." Wufei followed, silencing any more protest. The pale hand that Wufei had let drop to push on the tomb was gently held, a reassuring squeeze enough to set both hearts in determination. Trowa gently placed the hand back down and pushed again at the heavy material holding down a piece of his life.

Five minutes relinquished no improvement beyond a larger breathing hole to where Heeros face could now be seen underneath. The three on the outside sat back exhausted. The fire raged on in the background, searing them with an intense heat. The only other sound was the harsh breathing of the four who sat amongst the rubble. Duo raised his head to observe his friends, all were sweat soaked and dirty, but all that mattered to them was getting Heero out of their. Absently he scrubbed at the dirt sticking to his nose with one finger, his eyes going to meet Heero's own. Underneath the metal and shadowed though they were Heero's eyes still shined brightly and Duo marveled at the courage and pure loyalty that had bloomed in those depths. A small true smile found its way onto Duos tired face.

The heat became almost unbearable, the sweat pouring into their eyes and mouths. Suddenly with a click water poured down, hissing and steaming onto the hot metal and tile and quenching the hungry fire. It rained down, soaking the three and running in rivulets into Heero's cover to wet his back. For a moment they let the water wash away some of the soot and grime, cooling heated skin. A grumbling in the walls brought their attention back to the reality that they had landed in. Distant explosions in the base sounded and shook the floor and its occupants. In a flurry they were back at Heero's side and gripping the edge of the cage that held him in.

" On three.." Wufei began. " One...two..three!"

As one they pushed again, using every ounce of strength they had left. An inch was gained allowing Heero to use his arms too, but the explosions were growing closer and shaking plaster and glass down around them with the water that was still raining down. They struggled to keep what ground they had made, the water making grips slip. They couldn't give up. Hands were blistered and cut, blood mixed with the clear water and white steam that rose around them and a close explosion shook their failing grips. The hunk of metal threatened to cave once more and another explosion hit.

Suddenly the metal was lifting, the weight shared. The ground and walls shook, pushing the young men around and tearing at their grips. Yet the metal lifted. Wufei shot a glimpse at Trowa, the boy giving him a small smirk as he strained. He shifted and twisted to put more effort into the lifting and looked to his other side. His breath caught in his throat, dark eyes widening. Beside him, through the raining water, a lithe body strained slimmer muscles against the barrier. Golden blonde stands, laden with water, were pressed to an angular face. The steam rose around him and dance off his back, giving him ghostly wings before they were swept away. The boy turned toward him and opened shocking blue eyes, and Quatre winked at him before turning back. With a yell he thrust upwards with all his strength. The prison lifted away.

" Hold it up!" And Duo was pulling a scrambling Heero out from under the rubble. With a crash the mangled metal collapsed to the floor and the other three fell back.

They sat for a moment, calming their breathing and taking in the shock. Then Wufeis hand shot out pulled the smaller figure next to him against his chest. Slim arms wrapped around his torso. He could feel he others scooting closer until they were all huddled together under the sprinklers. Five weary, soaked teenagers leaned into each other in exhaustion and comfort as the walls crumbled around them.