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Dream Maker: Okay folks, standard yadda. I do not own Gundam Wing. *sniffs* I wish I did but I don't. The wonderful g-boys and girls belong to their respectable owners. I promise to return them, only slightly worse for the wear, when I through with them. And please don't sue….. *turns pockets inside out* We're poor broke folk!

Christa: Okay, sorry there was no disclaimer or exclaimer last time…. We were both kinda tired and cranky and just wanted to get it posted so we could sleep….

Dream Maker: Not like I did us much good since we don't sleep! But hey, that's beside the point…….. Anyway, I still want to know if anyone has any ideas as to what Alex is! *evil grin*

Christa: *evil laugh* Cant wait until we give you all the clues and you put the pieces all together…….

Dream Maker: Anyway, this crazed muse and I will get on with the fic. Oh, and btw, we'll be posting a new fic entitled something like Tragic Blessings……. Sound good? Hope it is…….

Christa: Well, read AND review please!

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"What?!" Everyone exclaimed, forgetting to keep their voices down.

"What the heck do you mean you're from the future?" Duo hissed at Alex as he remembered the children and the women in the rooms down the hall.

"Just what I said. But I don't want to answer any more questions tonight. I'm tired. Call your wives back in and celebrate New Years."

"What about you?" Heero asked suspiciously.

"I'm going to sleep. I told you all six years ago that I would be fine, not that you cared Heero. But I'm still recovering so I need to sleep. Is that an okay answer for you?"

"How could you survive a gunshot wound like that Alex? Its impossible. It had to have hit at least one internal organ and…"

"Quatre, though its been six years here for you, its been exactly two days for me. I went back to the future and the person who's helping me patched me up. We have, how should I say it, much superior technology than you?"

Quatre nodded an affirmative but it was a forced one. He wanted to know so much more. But he rose from his chair and beckoned Alex to follow him again. After he retrieved the blankets, he poked his head in and told the girls their presence was requested. Then he went back down the hall with a cloudy eyed Alex following him.

"Where do you want me to sleep?" Alex said when Quatre turned and handed him the blankets.

"Anywhere. In front of the fire would be the warmest place since you're shivering."

"Yeah, it was cold out there." Alex said numbly as the laid down in front of the fire and pulled the hood of his sweatshirt over his head and removed his hat. Then he covered himself with a blanket and used his arm for a pillow.

The girls came back into the room and there was quiet talking that he tried to listen to as his eyes grew heavier. But the sound of their quiet voices lulled him into a trance and just as the clock on the wall struck midnight and the adults opened a bottle of Champaign quietly saying Happy New Year to each other he drifted off to sleep. The last thing he remembered was himself sighing in content and whispering, "Happy new year."

(Day One)

The next morning Alex woke to the sounds of people cooking in the kitchen and adults enjoying their morning coffee as they kept an eye on their children. It took him a moment to realize that what had woken him up was Heero's little girl Kira had tumbled over him.

"Morning Alex." Quatre called from the kitchen as he flipped a pancake in the air. It landed back in the pan with a small thud.

"Morning." Alex called back groggily as he sat up rubbing his eyes. Making sure not to step on any kids in the process he stood up, stretched, and looked around. Just as his eyes were getting use to the light someone drew open the curtains and the blinding light of morning came streaming into the room. He squinted against it before he gave up and put his, now dry, hat back on to shade his eyes.

"Oh, sorry kid. I didn't even think about you when I opened the curtains." Hilde said sheepishly to him.

"Huh? Oh, that's okay. I didn't need to sleep any later anyway. What time is it?"

"Um, about seven thirty." Zechs said over his cup of coffee.

"Seven thirty. Figures." Alex said as he walked off towards the bathroom after he retrieved his stuff from a closet in the hall. He locked himself in the bathroom and when he emerged a few minutes later, he was wearing fresh clothes and a happier look on his face.

"Alex, Wufei told me last night that, um, you were hurt. Would you mind too terribly much if I took a look at it?" Sally asked tentatively.

"I already took care of the bandages this morning Sally. Besides, its just a scratch." He lied.

"Just a scratch my foot." Zechs muttered under his breath.

"So, want some pancakes this morning Alex?" Quatre asked as he plopped another one on the plate beside him and brought it over to the table. Duo took about half of them and the others dug in at their leisure.

"I don't think so Quatre."

"Not hungry?"

"No, just tired. Where do you keep the cups?"

"Top right hand cabinet. Do you want coffee?"

"Coffee?" Alex's face stayed the same but he looked a little less tired. "May I?"

"Sure, help yourself." Quatre said as he gestured to the pot sitting next to the stove. (pot of coffee folks! Not anything else!) Alex proceeded to get himself a full cup of coffee and sat down at the table. When he thought no one was watching he popped a pill in his mouth and took a healthy swig of it.

'What was that,' Trowa thought to himself. He decided to confront him about it later.

"Sure you don't want any pancakes Alex? Last chance." Quatre warned.

"I'm sure. You people go ahead." He assured them.

"Okay!" Duo said, having no quip whatsoever about more food.

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A few hours later everyone was sitting in the living room watching TV. Alex tried to pay attention to what was going on in the movie but his eyes seemed to have lead weights attached to their lids and they wouldn't stay open. He was just about to fall asleep when a shrill squeal was omitted from one of the children.

Alex's eyes flew open and he ran across the room, scooped Kira up in his arms, and rushed her over to the sink in the kitchen to run water over her burned hands. He held the sobbing child's hand under the running water for a moment or two before he shut the water off and set her on the cabinet.

Turning to where an allow plant was he broke off one of the limbs and rubbed the gel-like insides over her hand. Then he picked her up and cradled her against his chest and made shushing sounds as he rubbed her back. Relena ran into the kitchen just as her sobs were subsiding. What the heck happened here?!" she cried as she reached for her child. Kira saw her mother and clutched at Alex like he was a lifeline.

A hurt look crossed Relena's face. Her child had never rejected her before. It was a big shock that she'd start now. With a shaky breath Relena said more calmly, "What happened here Alex?"

"What did Heero tell you last night?" he asked, countering a question with a question.

"He didn't tell me anything. Why?"

"Then neither shall I. I don't want to cause more trouble than I already will."

"Will? Will? What do you mean will?"

"Relena, calm down, you'll scare Kira." Heero said as he leaned against the doorframe glaring at Alex.

"Heero, who is this boy?"

"Not now Relena." He said. "Wait until the kids are down for their naps. Then we'll talk." Relena nodded numbly then slowly reached for her child. Again Kira grasped at Alex and buried her head in the hollow of his neck.

"Kira baby, don't you want to come to mommy?" Relena asked, fighting tears.

"Bad mommy, mean mommy." Was all Kira would say. Alex looked with concern at Kira, then glanced at Relena, making sure he didn't meet her eyes.

"Heero, please?" he said as he tried to loosen Kira's fingers from behind his neck.

Heero came over to relieve Alex of his burden but again Kira grasped at him saying, "No! Bad daddy, mean daddy!" Heero even looked shocked when his little girl said that.

"What's going on Daddy?" Daja asked when she came into the room. "What's wrong with Kira?" Heero turned to look at his older daughter. At only six she was almost a replica of Relena but with Heero's cobalt blue eyes. Her sister, only two years younger, was the apple of her eye.

Alex bent down to eye level with Daja and said, "Kira was playing around the fireplace again and she got burned. Do you think you could be a big girl and help us?"

"Yeah!" she squealed with delight. She loved doing "important" things. "What do I have to do?"

"We need to you take Kira and play some games with her until she feels better. Can you do that?"

"Okay!" Daja said as she took her little sister. Kira finally let go of Alex and walked hand in hand with her sister to the play room. Alex watched them for a moment before he started to go back into the other room but Heero bared his way.

"I want an explanation now."

"You wont believe me if I told you."

"Just try me." Heero said.

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Dream Maker: Okay, ran out of ideas for now and I needed to get this up.

Christa: Please read AND REVIEW people! and please don't forget about our other wonderful, and some not so wonderful, fics! Please read them. Especially the bloopers! You'll love them!

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