Well, we are nearing the end everyone! Only one more chapter after this and then no more Visiting Hour updates! *pouts* I love this story! It's probably one of my best. Anyhow, in other news, I just started school again…*glares* So, most likely my updates will occur on the weekends but for this story I already have it written so I'll post the next chapter soon after this one and be over with it.
Disclaimer: I do not the Gundam Wing characters, but I do own the plot.
REVIEWERS! Man, do I love you all! Thank you so much for all of your reviews!
Onward!
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Visiting Hours
Chapter Thirteen
Duo's POV
We received news on Quatre first.
As Trowa had earlier guessed, Quatre had some internal bleeding that was now contained. Then, besides a slightly broken nose [1] and some deep cuts, Quatre was fine and we were free to visit at any time.
We thanked the doctor before getting Quatre's room number and releasing the breath we hadn't been aware we were holding in. I rose to my feet but stopped shirt as a thought struck me.
"You two go ahead. I'll wait here in case any news on Wufei becomes available." Heero had read my mind. Trowa and I nodded out thanks to him and made our way to Q's room.
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Upon entering Quatre's room, we were bombarded with questions at a fast rate.
"What's going on? Are you all okay? What happened to Mitch?" I almost fell over at the mere force behind all of the questions.
"Calm down Quatre. You don't want to hurt yourself more." Ah, the ever-motherly Trowa.
Once Quatre was calm, we sat by his bed and he asked his questions in a more orderly manner.
"How is everyone?"
"Heero was shot in his shoulder but is ok. He's in the waiting room right now. Trowa here has some minor scratched and bruises and a deep cut on his shoulder but he'll live, and me, well I pretty much escaped unscathed but the emotional pain is enough to just about kill me." I winced at how easily I had said that and Trowa and Quatre's sorrow- filled looks.
"And Wufei?"
"He's…we're not sure at this moment. When we left the mansion, his pulse was slow but there and right now he's in intensive care." Quatre's eyes were clouded with tears but wouldn't let them fall as he asked the next question.
"And Mitch?" Trowa took this one.
"Dead. Heero convinced him to kill himself somehow. He also told the police what happened and prevented any questionings of us." I could only imagine what Heero told Mitch he would do if he didn't kill himself, and at that I had to suppress a chuckle as I though back to threats Heero had used on me before.
A silence fell over us before a soft tapping sounded from the door.
Trowa, being the closest, opened the door to reveal Heero. I looked him over once before staring into his cobalt blue eyes. He nodded to Quatre compassionately before stoically pulling Trowa into the hall with him. I looked to Quatre who shrugged at me before looking to see that Trowa had popped in the room again.
"I'll be right back."
I gaped at his retreating back. How could he just leave without telling us something, anything! Trowa closed the door behind him as I turned back to an also confused Quatre.
"How dare he!" I huffed for a second and mumbled under my breath.
"He just comes in here and leaves, sheesh, that's the last time I'm nice to him…" I kept mumbling as I looked to Quatre's face. He shook his head at me with a smile before looking just above me. His eyes suddenly widened and filled with joy.
My mumbling was forgotten as I heard the door open and a metal 'clang' sound on the floor every now and then.
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[1] - Kinda like his nose is sprained…*wonders why she didn't just put sprained in the first place* Oh well.
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Who is coming inside the room??? *looks around* Well…I know…
So, how was it? Relatively short…again…and another cliffhanger kind of. I'm sorry! I hate them too but I can't resist!
Please Review! And remember, only one more chapter left, which I will post a.s.a.p.
Later!
Disclaimer: I do not the Gundam Wing characters, but I do own the plot.
REVIEWERS! Man, do I love you all! Thank you so much for all of your reviews!
Onward!
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Visiting Hours
Chapter Thirteen
Duo's POV
We received news on Quatre first.
As Trowa had earlier guessed, Quatre had some internal bleeding that was now contained. Then, besides a slightly broken nose [1] and some deep cuts, Quatre was fine and we were free to visit at any time.
We thanked the doctor before getting Quatre's room number and releasing the breath we hadn't been aware we were holding in. I rose to my feet but stopped shirt as a thought struck me.
"You two go ahead. I'll wait here in case any news on Wufei becomes available." Heero had read my mind. Trowa and I nodded out thanks to him and made our way to Q's room.
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Upon entering Quatre's room, we were bombarded with questions at a fast rate.
"What's going on? Are you all okay? What happened to Mitch?" I almost fell over at the mere force behind all of the questions.
"Calm down Quatre. You don't want to hurt yourself more." Ah, the ever-motherly Trowa.
Once Quatre was calm, we sat by his bed and he asked his questions in a more orderly manner.
"How is everyone?"
"Heero was shot in his shoulder but is ok. He's in the waiting room right now. Trowa here has some minor scratched and bruises and a deep cut on his shoulder but he'll live, and me, well I pretty much escaped unscathed but the emotional pain is enough to just about kill me." I winced at how easily I had said that and Trowa and Quatre's sorrow- filled looks.
"And Wufei?"
"He's…we're not sure at this moment. When we left the mansion, his pulse was slow but there and right now he's in intensive care." Quatre's eyes were clouded with tears but wouldn't let them fall as he asked the next question.
"And Mitch?" Trowa took this one.
"Dead. Heero convinced him to kill himself somehow. He also told the police what happened and prevented any questionings of us." I could only imagine what Heero told Mitch he would do if he didn't kill himself, and at that I had to suppress a chuckle as I though back to threats Heero had used on me before.
A silence fell over us before a soft tapping sounded from the door.
Trowa, being the closest, opened the door to reveal Heero. I looked him over once before staring into his cobalt blue eyes. He nodded to Quatre compassionately before stoically pulling Trowa into the hall with him. I looked to Quatre who shrugged at me before looking to see that Trowa had popped in the room again.
"I'll be right back."
I gaped at his retreating back. How could he just leave without telling us something, anything! Trowa closed the door behind him as I turned back to an also confused Quatre.
"How dare he!" I huffed for a second and mumbled under my breath.
"He just comes in here and leaves, sheesh, that's the last time I'm nice to him…" I kept mumbling as I looked to Quatre's face. He shook his head at me with a smile before looking just above me. His eyes suddenly widened and filled with joy.
My mumbling was forgotten as I heard the door open and a metal 'clang' sound on the floor every now and then.
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[1] - Kinda like his nose is sprained…*wonders why she didn't just put sprained in the first place* Oh well.
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Who is coming inside the room??? *looks around* Well…I know…
So, how was it? Relatively short…again…and another cliffhanger kind of. I'm sorry! I hate them too but I can't resist!
Please Review! And remember, only one more chapter left, which I will post a.s.a.p.
Later!