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Just Like Me

Chapter 5 'Overload'

Heero felt a lot better, if not a little stupid, when he awoke for the second time that day.  It was 4 o'clock.  He didn't know what he had been thinking the night before.  He just remembered feeling helpless and then he had spied the store.  Scanning the isles ideally he'd spotted the alcohol practically screaming for him to take it.  So he had and now he was faced with a splitting headache and a constantly nauseous stomach.  Bits of the night before were coming back in small spurts.  He was relieved to remember he didn't driven home, but walked from the park when he'd found he'd locked his own keys in the car.  Then he had remembered Relena the way she had taken care of him undressing him and putting him to bed. 

            Sinking into one of the chairs at the kitchen table he remembered the night he'd told her his fears.  He had thought it was okay, but he had been blinded by his own hope. Tracing the grain of the wooden table with his index finger he replayed the night in his mind he could see the hurt masked in her eyes.  Even the way she had collapsed on the kitchen table sobbing.  He had hurt her deeply and this time he didn't know if he was going to be able to make up for it.  Both of them had pride flooding from their core and consuming most everything.  Pride was their downfall. Sighing in complete frustration Heero ran his hand through his hair and closed his eyes leaning his weight back in his chair. 

            There had to be a talk tonight.  He would make her talk to him if he had to tie her to a chair.  He was going to figure out what she was hiding from him, why she used her political voice with him.  What made her think she had to hide?  It never occurred to him that he would have to spill too. 

            "Hello, Heero." 

            Heero set the chair back on four legs and opened his eyes.  There she was as if summoned standing in front of him.  Her face was red and almost puffy looking.  Had she been crying?  "You're back early…" He said slowly and lay his hands on the table with a slight slap. 

            "No, um, I'm late actually.  I was supposed to be back around three, but I um got talking to Hilde."  Relena said curtly not looking him in the eye.  "Heero…I uh…" She looked up briefly catching his eye and turned away again.  "Never mind." 

            "Wait!"  Heero called after her trying to keep his anger in check, but he was feeling bad and she wasn't helping things at all.  "I have to talk to you." 

            Relena shook her head.  "Yeah I know we have to talk."  She didn't protest much but sat at the table across from him and set her purse on the floor beside her feet. 

            Heero swallowed.  Where to begin?  He had never been good at this.  He still wasn't.  "I know you're hiding something from me Relena."  He stopped when she looked at him.  "I want you to tell me what it is right now."  That didn't come out right.  It came out sounding like a demand but the more he thought about it the more he realized that it was a demand.  He wanted to know and he wanted to know right now. 

            "Listen Heero, I'm not the only one hiding things.  You're still hiding a lot from me."  Relena replied and met his intense gaze with one of her own.  "I demand that you tell me."

            Heero suddenly jumped to his feet his blood boiling.  "This is different Relena.  A lot different." 

            "I don't think so Heero.  We have a lack of communication.  That means that it's a mutual problem.  I think I have a right to know just as much as you do." 

            "Don't throw your political bull at me Relena.  Don't do this.  Don't treat me like a diplomat." 

            "Then don't treat me like a stranger.  I want to help you Heero.  I want to help you figure out your pain, but I can't do that if you won't tell me!"  Relena knew that she shouldn't be doing this, but she really didn't want to tell him.  Despite Hilde's words she was still afraid.  She had so much to loose by telling, and what did he have to loose but his pain.  Maybe if she helped him he would want to have a child.  Maybe if she were able to heal him he would open his heart to the possibility.  Maybe then he wouldn't leave her.      

            Heero growled sat back in his chair.  "Don't force me to tell you this Relena!  I don't want to talk about this." 

            Relena leaned forward taking his hand in hers.  "I'm here for you Heero.  I promise." 

            Heero jerked his hand away.  "Like you have been for the past couple of months.  Like you were last week or the one before that."  He narrowed his eyes.  "I'm tired of playing games with you."  With that said he rose to his feet and stalked toward the door. 

            Relena watched him panic sounding a alarm though her mind.  He was walking out.  He was leaving.  No she didn't want to him to leave.  No!  "Heero don't leave me.  Heero!"  

            He ignored her and continued toward the door.  He needed to take a walk do anything to get his mind off of her.  "Goodbye Relena." 

            'No.' Her mind refused to register it.  He couldn't be leaving her.  He couldn't be.  She hadn't even told him yet.  It didn't even enter her mind that he might only be going for a walk.  "Please Heero.  Don't leave us!" 

            Heero stopped the doorknob under his fingers.  'Us?'  Slowly he turned around just as he caught sight of her tears stained face.  She was staring at him intently her hand outreached as if beckoning him to return.  He watched her unable to move.  'Us?'  As if in slow motion he saw her face contort and her hands flew to her stomach.  Before he could make it to her side she had fallen.  Her blond hair fanned around her face and her eyes were unsteady. 

            "Relena!"  Heero rushed to her side scooping her up in his arms and looking at her.  "Relena!" 

            She turned to him a shaky look in her eyes.  "I'm afraid."  She whispered as her face contorted again and a weak cry escaped her lips.  "Ow…it hurts Heero."   Those were the last words she spoke before her eyes closed and her body fell limp. 

            "Relena!"  Heero yelled again his hands shaking. "Relena!!"

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            Heero sat in a bright plastic chair in the hospital waiting room.  His hair was a mess from his constant brushing of it with his fingers and his eyes were red and swollen.  His fingers shook even though he tried to calm them.  His left foot twitched.  There was no one around him.  It seemed almost as if he was on the only human being in the world, but a nurse would rush past him every few minutes and he would look up hopefully but they would always pass.  He was desperate for some news. 

            Milliardo watched him do this several times before he walked in with Noin close to him.  His son was sitting on his hip with his little fingers wrapped around his neck.  Heero had called them about twenty minutes ago.  Even when he was trying to sound calm Milliardo had heard the turmoil in his voice.  The man was hurting. 

            "Heero I'm so sorry."  His wife said as soon as she entered the room.  She rushed to him wrapping him in a hug, which he surprisingly returned with zeal.  "Do you know what's wrong?"  She sank into a chair beside him and took his shaking fingers in her steady ones. 

            Heero shook his head not trusting his voice.  At least they didn't blame him, but anything went wrong he didn't know what he'd do without her.  He could still see her pain filled eyes her fell her limp body pressed against him.  He could remember everything.  Their fight seemed so ridiculous.  The only thing that even stuck with him was the word 'us.'  What had she meant?  In the back of his mind he had an idea, but he almost refused to admit it.  Vaguely he heard Milliardo sit in the chair beside his wife.

            Heero glanced up to catch the older man's eyes just as a nurse turned the corner and walked into the room.  He sat stock-still his eyes glued to her following her every movement until she stopped right in front of him.  "Mr. Yuy?"  She asked.

            Heero nodded unable to speak because of the lump that had built in his throat.  He didn't what he should prepare himself for.  If they told him she was dying he didn't know what he'd do. 

            "Mr. Yuy, I'm Dr. Migel."  She said smiling slightly.  "I'm sorry to tell you like this, but Mr. Yuy your child is in serious danger."  She said bluntly her shining with concern.  "I…"

            "Child?"  Heero repeated his eyebrow rose slightly.  "There must be some mistake.  My wife…" 

            The doctor turned her head to the side slightly.  "Are you telling me you had no idea?"  She asked suddenly and covered her mouth.  "I really had no idea your wife is still unconscious and I assumed that you knew." 

            Heero felt Noin's hand slip around his but he didn't pull away in fact he squeezed it.  He could feel panic running over his body sending chills over his skin and through his spine.  'She was pregnant.'  "I don't understand."  Heero said suddenly his confused expression falling on the doctor. 

            "Mr. Yuy your wife is nearly five months pregnant.  She's had multiple doctors appointments, ultrasounds.  In fact I believe a Ms. Po is her physician."  The doctor sighed for a moment wondering if she should say more.  There must be something that was keeping her from telling him.  Did she even have any right to interfere?  Briefly she reached into her pocket and pulled out a crumpled black and white photo.  "Despite your ignorance of this or not, your daughter is in grave danger.  Your wife went into premature labor about an hour ago.  We're trying our best to keep it from progressing, but if it continues to your daughter won't survive."   Watching his shocked face she lifted the photo and extended her hand so he could take it.  "This is your daughter Mr. Yuy.  I found the picture in her pocket." 

            Heero was shaking.  He didn't know what he was feeling as he fingers cautiously took the picture from the doctor's hand and looked at it.  He could barely make it out, but there she was…his daughter.  His own flesh and blood he would soon be a father and the thought terrified him.  Heero swallowed knowing immediately what Relena had been keeping from him, why she had said 'us', why she sent him longing looks.  He had told her he didn't want children.  "Can I see her?" Heero bit out as he finally managed to drag his gaze back to the doctor. 

            She smiled slightly.  "She's not awake at the moment, but you can stay in there with her if you like.  I can tell the both of you the entire medical diagnosis when we know more."  She added lightly.  "I'm really sorry."  She said slowly and waved for Heero to follow her. 

            Only briefly did Heero turn over his shoulder to look at Zechs and Noin.  The both of them waved him on telling him to go.  They didn't say a word and he wondered briefly if they were angry at him.  It had never really bothered him before, but suddenly he was feeling vulnerable.  He felt exposed.  He had never been so scared in his entire life.  He could loose her.  He could loose more than he had ever imagined in only a short time. 

            It didn't take long to reach her room and when Heero stepped in it was deadly silent. 

            "You can pull a chair up to sit by her."  The doctor instructed.  "I'll be back in about twenty minutes to check on the both of you."  With that she shut the door behind her leaving him alone with her.

The room was dark perhaps to help her sleep.  The darkness seemed to make things bleaker than they actually were, but he didn't bother to turn the lights on.  A small lamp beside her bed was on already casting a soft glow around the side of her bed.  In the dim light he could make out her pale features and caught sight of the plastic tube running from her nose to an oxygen machine attached to the wall.  There was an IV in her arm, but other than that there were no wires.  A slight beep reached his starved ears as it kept track of her life.  She looked so fragile. 

Taking careful steps Heero moved to her side and sank into the chair near her bed.  The picture was still in his hand as he looked from it to her.  Would the child look like Relena?  With soft blond hair and deep blue green eyes or would see look like him, wild brown hair and hard Prussian blue eyes.  Would it more likely be a mixture of the both of them?  He didn't know.  He just wanted her to wake up.  He wanted to hear her soft voice so he could tell her…tell her what?  That he was terrified.  That he new himself well enough to know that he wanted to run for his life and never look back? Leaning further back in his chair, Heero let the picture fall to the floor and gazed at his wife.  Why hadn't she told him?  Would she even want him to stick around when she heard what he was?  The things that haunted his past where so bloody and horrible that they took up residence in his dreams, they plagued his everyday life.  When she heard how cold hearted he had been would she send him away?  Would she hate him for not telling her before?

Uck I don't like this chapter at all.  The ending was weak, but I hope to make up for it in the next chapter…sorry about that.