They were poking her all over. Her back and neck felt slightly stiff yet to her surprise she could move. The pain was mild compared to what she had felt before. Thinking back she could remember gazing down on her charges, the five infamous Gundam pilots. Someone was aiming for them from the top of a building so she had flown up to investigate. Before she knew it she had kicked them in the head and gotten shot in thecenter of her chest.As she had tumbled off the edge of the building she attempted to open her wings to catch herself. Yet she had had no wings to open. With a soft cry she began to fall. Panic had flooded her.

Now she had no idea where she was and alarmed voices were speaking in hushed tones all around her. She recognized the voices, seeing as it was hard not to. Ever since those young men had become pilots she had known them, and even before then she had been by their sides. She had watched Hiiro grow up, losing his humanity to the rigorous training before he was ten. She had seen Wufei get married to a woman he had never met and fall deeply in love at a young age, only to have her ripped from his grasp; she had seen the loss of his pride. She had been there when Quatre was left alone to raise himself in a home with all women only to go to war and lose his father, a sister and most of all his innocence. When Trowa had lost his memory and retreated into himself, she had been there. And she had been there when Duo had lost everything he held so dear. She had watched him become the shinigami.

Each one had slowly been destroyed by the wars that raged around them. Now thatit was allover their only mission was to protect Relena Peacecraft. Ever since she had laid eyes on the hypocrite she hadfelt a dislike forher. All of the pilots did as well. There was just something off about her. One moment she proclaimed that peace was the only way to solve the problem and the next she was willing to go outonthe battlefieldand fight. Granted she was obsessed with Hiiro and that was what caused her actions but she still didn't seem quite right. She was a great Vice Foreign Minister but as a human being she lacked a few traits. A sudden flare of pain in her chest drew her out of her thoughts. Gasping in pain her eyes flew open in shock.

Before her stood a short old man with bushy eyebrows that hung over the rims of his coke-bottle glasses. He wore a white lab coat, which covered his mechanical claw of a hand. A pale young man with platinum blonde hair and crystal blue eyes stood behind him, worry etched into his delicate features. When he noticed her eyes on him his eyes widened. Her attention was pulled away from him as the old man's mumbling reached her ears.

"I've never seen anything like this before. She's completely healed." There was another burst of pain as he pulled the bullet from her chest. "Quatre, page Maxwell to see if the DNA results are in yet." There was a soft beep from Quatre's side of the room. Groggily she sat up, placing a hand to her head as a migraine began to pound behind her eyes.

"Where am I?" She watched as Quatre turned a crimson red and turned away faster than one could blink. There was an uncomfortable cough behind her yet the man before her didn't seem phased at all. It was then that she realized her state of indecency and clutched the sheet that had fallen to her waist around her chest. A dark blush stained her cheeks as she averted her gaze to the bed.

"You are in my care. I am—"

"Dr. J, yes I know who you are. You worked with the Gundam pilots during the Eve Wars. But could you please be so kind as to tell me where I am?" The Dr. was more than a little taken aback by her straightforward manner. The person behind them stepped into view, his arms crossed over his chest.

"This is the Winner mansion located on Earth. To be more precise we are in Pennsylvania, USA, right outside of the Poconos." Now it was her turn to be shocked. In all the years she'd spent with the pilots not once had Hiiro spoken more than three words at a time.

"Yo! Q-man! The results are in!" A door flew open to her left and a braided man rushed in, waving a manila folder in his right hand. When he saw that she was awake he stopped dead in his tracks.

"Hello Duo." Minds went into overdrive as Duo's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. He only stopped when Hiiro took the folder from his hand to look at the blood test results. His expression darkened as she clutched the sheet tighter. Suddenly his gun was trained on her, the safety switched off.

"Who—No. What are you?" Her breath caught in her throat as Quatre took the folder and gasped. They knew now. But what was going to happen to her? She had already broken the rules once, would God forgive her for this as well? God, please protect and guide me.

"I am known as the angel of the Cosmos. Although many call me by my second name, Usagi." Duo's eyes widened.

"It is you! You're the one I saw before I left the church that day!" The anger in his voice made her cringe. She saw him clench his fists and held her breath. "You knew they were going to die! Why didn't you save them? Why?" Quatre watched the exchange with curiosity and worry. He'd never seen Duo this angry outside of battle. The young woman, Usagi, was struggling not to break down in tears. Duo however had tears streaming down his lightly tanned cheeks. Before Duo could utter another condemning word he stepped forward.

"Enough! There shall be none of that. Duo, I want you to leave." Duo glanced at Quatre before giving Usagi a glare that could rival Hiiro's.

"Gladly." With that he stormed out of the room. Quatre turned to Usagi just as she released a shuddering breath, her unshed tears shining in her dark blue eyes.

"Miss, are you alright?" She looked over at him and felt her insides churn. After all the years she had spent wishing she could be with them, she finally was. Reaching out she touched his cheek, watching as a slight pink hue crept under her fingertips.

"I'm not dreaming. This is real." Confusion swept across his features as her eyelids began to droop. "I can feel..." With that her eyes shut and she fell over. Reacting upon instinct Quatre caught her, noticing that her skin was soft and silky to the touch. Another blush stained his cheeks as he laid her down on the examination table.

"Will she be alright?" Dr. J nodded his head before hooking her up to a few machines.

"Leave now, I need to run some tests."

"Please don't hurt her." Hiiro's ears caught Quatre's soft plea before he turned and left the room. Hiiro paused a moment, his hand on the handle of the door.

"I want to be notified when she wakes up. She has a lot of explaining to do." With that he turned and left. Dr. J looked down upon the young woman who lay on the medical examination table and sighed. Keeping her a secret from OZ was going to be one of the hardest missions he'd ever worked on.