A/n I'm sorry but your probably wondering why it took so long to update. I'm doing marching band and stuff so I've been really busy. Anyway heres another chapter and I hope you enjoy it.
17 years later
I small petite woman in her late twenties walks to answer the phone.
Woman: Hello?
Voice: Hello Lynn......its Quatre
Lynn: QUATRE!!!!!!!!
Lynn: How have you been my dear friend?!
Quatre: (sigh) fine, have you heard from Trowa?
Lynn and the gang had split up a long time ago and she decided that she would never go near Trowa or Quatre ever again.
Lynn: No Quatre.......why?
Quatre: I got a phone call the other day from him..........and then today Kaira called......
Lynn: Oh? Whats happened? Whats wrong?
Quatre: Trowa has been sent to an insane asylum
Lynn: What?! What for?!
Quatre: After what happened all those years ago we've always known something like this would happen. He tried to set his house on fire while he locked himself in his room. The place was drenched in gasoline when the fire department arrived.
Lynn: oh my god.....is he alright?
Quatre: physically yes.......but mentally.............
Lynn: I see......has anyone been to see him yet?
Quatre: no, we were all going to go as a group just as soon as you were called.
Lynn: Of course I'll go, just send someone to come and get me.
Quatre: Very well, a care is on its way over.
Lynn: Thank you.......(hangs up)
Soon enough the car arrived and Lynn felt her insides cramp up as she stepped out of the vehicle in front of the tall building.
Kaira: There you are!
Kaira rushes to Lynn's side to show her inside.
The doctor greets the group in the lobby.
Doctor: I do apologize for making you wait, we had to give him a sedative so that he was not to harm anyone.
Lynn: May I see him now?
Doctor: of course right this way.......
The doctor leads Lynn to a small room with cushioned walls and floors and as she peeks her head in the door she sees Trowa sitting in the corner staring at the floor wrapped in a white restraint.
Lynn: Trowa? Trowa its Lynn. Can you hear me?
Trowa slowly lifts his head and then drops it again. Lynn holds back her sobs as she approaches his side and crouches next to him taking his hand in hers'.
Lynn: Trowa, please speak to me......
Trowa: why should I?
Lynn: (sigh) because no matter what you may think, I DO love you.
Trowa: Then why did you just disappear and leave all of us?
Lynn: (sigh) I had to get away from all the pressures that I had to deal with between you and Quatre.
Trowa: I still love you TOO......
Lynn wraps her arms around poor Trowa and rubs his back while he cries into her shoulder.
Trowa: Lynn?
Lynn: yes Trowa?
Trowa: Don't ever leave me again ok?
Lynn: of course not.....
And so for the rest of their days Lynn watched over Trowa in her own home and the rest of the gang visited regularly to see him and make sure he was getting better. Secretly hoping he already was.
A/n I know this is a pretty dumb way to end this story but that's how I'm doing it, sorry! Bye!
