Warnings: MPREG, shounen ai, 1x2x1
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CHAPTER 37
Wufei paced through the office. Actually it was more of a very cliché, interrogation room. Plain unadorned walls, uncarpeted floor and one hanging overhead light, swaying over so slightly over nicked wooden table where Wufei finally laid his palms down in frustration. But the man sitting at the table was not the usual sort you'd see. He was blond, his clothes were of a fashionable sort, he had an almost wholesome family man look. If you disregarded the hazel eyes, the eyes that seemed sour and sick. Somehow Wufei was unable to disregard the eyes.
"Tell me good sir, what connection do you have with the kidnappers of one, Duo Maxwell?" Wufei asked, tight-lipped.
Norris looked at him, a splint on his broken and swollen nose. "I searched dem out, afder I saw da shooting on t. v., I wanted revenge on Duo and Mr. Yuy."
"Why?"
"Don' you know?" Wufei shook his head, "I was Duo's boyfriend before Mr. Yuy came along. Afder Duo met him, he dumped me. Not only me, but he dook my child from me, my claim to fame. We'd be famous, interviews with magazines and television shows, it would be wonderful!" The blond man's eyes darkened, "But Duo took that from me, he took id and ran do Heero Yuy."
Wufei was confused. He had absolutely no idea what Norris was talking about. He had gathered that Maxwell was Yuy's significant other, but he really had no idea what Norris was talking about, this child and fame business. Better just to move on. "Okay, so how did you get in contact with these kidnappers?"
"I didn't." Norris said simply, his gaze resting on a particularly large gouge in the table.
"Come again?"
"I didn', dey god in touch wid me." Norris looked up at him. "Apparently dey had been following Heero, and saw me wid him one day, months ago." Norris shrugged. "I didn' question id, I was still pissed off at Duo. I told dem dat da braided one was his lover, and Heero would be incapacitaded if Duo was daken. I didn' know if id was true, i jusd wanted to ged back ad him."
Wufei looked at the man sternly, disgusted at him. Turning on his heel, he left the room, escaping the swollen nosed Norris, and his revolting personality. He knew enough for now, Norris wasn't anyone important to them, he wouldn't be able to give them very much information. If he was crucial in their revolt, he would "be proud and say it loud" to put it tritely. Wufei allowed a sneer to form on his lips as he went to write up the report.
Duo stared in misery at the door. His captors had yet to bring him breakfast, his captors – who were his only chance of salvation at the moment– still hadn't arrived. Of course, it wasn't even light out, but he didn't think he could bear another pain wrenching through his stomach.
Slowly, gradually, throughout the night his contractions -- for what else could they be? -- seemed to be getting stronger and more frequent. Duo sucked in his breath as he felt his body tightening again. Again, a contraction spiraled through his lower body and up around his spine. He wished Heero were here, he wished he was untied, he wished he could slowly rip apart the idiots in the next room, sleeping soundly, oblivious to their captive's pain. Duo arched back from his position on the floor.
He had tried to to sit up, but he couldn't hold the position so instead he was on his side, feeling his arm tingle and go numb. He knew this wasn't the position to be in to be going through labor. Not that it would matter, if he didn't get to a hospital soon, he was screwed. He really didn't know what was going on, what was supposed to be going on. It hurt like Hell, and how was he to know that that was normal, natural?
Unable to bear it any longer, Duo cried out, panting. "For God's sakes! Could I get some help in here!?" A 'thud' followed his announcement. Two bewildered faces peered through the door. One walked in and stood over Duo's sweating and panting figure.
"Say again?" His face was clearly disbelieving. No one who heard Duo's low, husky voice could mistake it for a females, then again, the mind would believe what it wanted to.
"I need help, at least untie me." Duo said, his teeth clenched, his voice tight with frustration and pain.
"Are you shittin' me? What are you a hermaphrodite?" Duo didn't answer, or rather couldn't answer as he was whimpering. He could feel another contraction coming and he didn't like it, didn't like it at all. Duo's body tensed, and he felt himself sliding along the floor from the pressure he was putting on his legs.
Duo's guard seemed at a loss as to what to do. He stared at Duo for a minute, shaking his head. Duo tried to say something, but instead of any legible words all that came out was a muffled grunt that cracked and turned into a shriek. "What are we supposed to do with you?" He asked, his astonishment overwhelming his repulsion.
"Untie me!" Duo gasped, his eyes crossing in pain. The two guards looked at each other and one nodded at the other. Slowly, staying as far from Duo as he could he bent down and with fumbling fingers untied his rope.
Duo stared at them and then watched in amazement as they left the room, shutting the door firmly. 'Well, its better than nothing,' he thought, his arms exploding in needle point like pain. Finally able to put himself in a more comfortable position, he sloppily pulled himself up. Then flexing his arms painfully, he felt the feeling slowly return. Well, he didn't have help yet, but at least his position was a bit improved.
Duo, being an eternal optimist, clutched to that thought as a good sign and steeled himself for the worst.
Heero glared at the trees. They made it impossible for him to land near the lake. He was about a mile away, but he had the devil's luck and he had found an old cottage, complete with a motorcycle. It hadn't been working, but with a few pieces from the helicopter (provided ever so kindly by the government) he had been able to get it running. As soon as he was on the 'copter, he called up Quatre and Trowa. Quatre being ever considerate, offered to follow Heero in his personal plane and bring along help. Heero didn't bother to delve into what exactly "help" included, he agreed quickly and then hung up the phone. He was rushing to get to Duo, but no matter how quickly he flew the plane, there was a certain distance that had to be covered, no matter how many shortcuts he took.
Hilde was in what seemed to be an uncharacteristic serious mood. Heero didn't know her too well, but she didn't seem the type to sit and think quietly all that often. Not that she looked like someone who didn't think things through, she just didn't seem like she ever sat. . . quietly.
Of course, even if she wanted to say something now, if she opened her mouth a bug was bound to fly in, or if not a bug, perhaps a branch or something of the sort. Heero kept his mouth firmly shut and his head down so that those bugs and branches stayed clear of his oral opening.
They had to be getting close to the cottage, it had been nearly ten minutes now, and the trees were thinning, which was hopefully an indication that they were nearing the lake. In a few moments, Heero felt fresh crisp air on his face and looked up completely. They were about 200 yards from the lake and the cottage was just around a small point. Finding himself grinning in triumph, Heero made a sharp turn to the right and headed for the cottage. Dropping the bike a bit off and out of site, Heero set off, giving Hilde firm instructions to stay at the bike and guard it. It was probably the safest place for her.
Heero pulled his gun from its holster and walked stealthily to the house. For the first time in ages, his heart pounded as he neared his destination. This time he had someone he cared about at risk, someone who meant the world to him. Heero heard a noise and brought his gun up. But the noise wasn't outside, with him, it was inside and it as achingly familiar. It was the sound of Duo moaning. Unfortunately, this wasn't a moan of pleasure, it was a moan of pain and you'd have to be an imbecile not to notice the pain-laced cry.
Heero's blood ran cold and he heard himself whisper, "Duo." The sound of his name murmuring across his lips made Heero's spine straighten in determination. No longer caring whether or not he was noticed, he kicked his foot through the back door. There they were, sitting at a desk, and they had seemed to be in the middle of a discussion. There were only two of them.
Heero felt strangely insulted.
Running into the room, he jump-kicked the first and cuffed the second upside the head. They both dropped like a goose shot straight out of the sky. Heero spent a brief moment nodding in satisfaction before searching for Duo. It wasn't a long search, there were only two doors and he had broken through one of them.
Swinging open the second door, he saw Duo. Beautiful, glorious, wonderful Duo sitting on the floor, sweaty and panting, but otherwise alive and well.
Heero's heart stopped.
Alive.
And well. . . . well, mostly well.
Duo's skin was sallow and sweaty, every small movement he made seemed to cost him great effort. Heero's eyes scanned Duo's figure and he was surprised at how round Duo had become. Duo's unbelievably amethyst eyes stared at Heero in relief.
Unable to help himself, he flew to Duo's side and gathered him in his arms. Duo for his part had ceased breathing the moment he heard Heero enter the house. What impeccable timing that man had. Duo literally sagged into Heero as soon as his arms were around his. "Heero?" Duo muttered. "You're late."
Heero laughed a little at that, "Sorry but I had a heck of a time finding you." Duo looked up at the face he had been fantasizing about for weeks and was astonished to see, glistening in Heero's eyes, tears. Tears? No, he had to be mistaken, but yes, there they were pooling beautifully at the corner of his deep blue eyes.
"H-Heero?" Duo asked tentatively, almost frightened at the feeling he saw in Heero's eyes. Heero looked at him in response. "Are you alright?" Heero nodded, then Duo saw the surprise register on his face as a tear trailed down his cheek.
"I-I don't know. . ." To Duo's great amusement, Heero's cheeks became flushed. Heero put a trembling hand to his cheek and wiped away the tear. Duo watched, moved deeply by Heero's emotion filled expression.
Gently, Duo reached a still tingling hand up to Heero's cheek, "Heero-OH!" Duo cried, curling up in Heero's arms.
"Duo!?" Heero said urgently, trying to look into Duo's taut face. "Duo? Love are you alright?" Duo moaned and then fell onto his side panting. "Whats wrong?"
"I'm having contractions . . ." He gasped for air. "Been having them all - nnnghhh – all night and morning."
Heero paled. That was a long time, surely Duo had to be nearing the point where he would need to deliver the child. "Okay, Duo, we're gonna go back now. We need to get you to some help, somewhere." Duo nodded, still curled in pain. As the contraction passed, Duo fell back limply and Heero picked him up, walking cautiously towards the door he came through.
"Heero. . . I can walk," Duo protested, though his heart wasn't really in it. All those days he'd been praying for a chance to walk around outside, free of his captor's gaze were a mute point now that his body was rebelling and not allowing him that pleasure. [1] Duo let his body meld into Heero's. It felt so natural, that Duo couldn't help but wonder what he did before he'd met Heero.
Heero stared down at Duo. Duo's long braid was loose and shorter wisps were sticking to his slender, sweaty neck, while the rest knotted in a vague resemblance of a braid. Heero was usually a calm collected person, but he was panicking. Duo said he'd been labor for what. . . going on 12 hours. Heero knew he had to be nearing some crucial point, but how was he supposed to know what to do?
"AahhAHH!" Duo cried out, his fingernails digging painfully into Heero's shoulders. "Heeeeeeerroo. . ." He took in a deep, steadying breath. "I need to get out of here, I need painkillers, I need a doctor!" His voice came out strained, and his face was tight in what Heero could only describe as agony.
"DUUUOOOO!" A female voice called from the trees and Hilde emerged, a twig perched behind her ear and coming comically out the side of her head. She ran to Heero and Duo, her face a mask of concentration and concern. "Are you alright, you don't look too good."
Duo knew it was stupid, it shouldn't matter at all, but for some reason he felt really insulted that she brought it up. He knew he looked like crap, but did she really need to tell him. "Oh! Thanks! I suppose you would look better after being stuck in a cottage with your hands tied and given only minimal food-" He took a deep breath, becoming hysterical, "- and all they would give me to clean with was a bowl of water that I could use for fifteen minutes when they untied my hands. And I've been up all night with these damned contractions, so YEAH! I look like CRAP!" Duo heaved for moment in righteous indignation, but his face twisted into a grimace of pain and he began trembling as he tried to contain the pain that was arching through his body.
"Duo?" Hilde said, inching forward, her eyes widened. Duo ignored her in favor of curling up into Heero's shoulder. "Whats wrong? Heero! Whats wrong with Duo?"
Heero nodded at her grimly, "He's in labor. Apparently he has been all night," He looked down at Duo, and in a slightly feminine gesture blew a lock of hair out of his eye (of course nothing about Heero could really be called feminine.) Duo for his part was wriggling out of Heero's arms.
"Heero, let me down. . . please!" Slowly, Heero set Duo down, where he assumed a fetal position, panting and biting his lip 'til it bled. Heero's eyes narrowed as he lowered himself to Duo's level. They were getting obviously longer, and Heero had no way to get Duo help. They were in the middle of nowhere with only a motorcycle as transportation. Duo groaned and Heero growled in frustration.
"Just hold on Duo, we'll get you help soon." But even as Heero said it he didn't think it to be true, where would they be able to get help in a place like this. Duo nodded though, and relaxed as the contraction passed.
Duo settled down on the ground, he looked around him, his eyes were blurry from being clenched shut so tightly. He saw Heero, he knew Heero was there but he didn't seem able to understand what Heero was saying, he was tired, in fact if a pain didn't wind through his body every so often he surely would be asleep now. Earlier, as he had struggled to think of a way out of his predicament, adrenaline had been pumping into his system as occasional bouts of panic overtook him. Now though, now Heero was here and he would take care of him, Duo had complete faith in that. Duo flinched as another contraction exploded within him and he couldn't help it, he opened his mouth and let out an ungodly scream.
"Duo!" Hilde and Heero both yelled, one of them grabbing his hand, but Duo was lost, pain swirled around him, numbing his mind and causing stars to explode in front of his eyes. This time his eyes didn't even bring up the image of Heero's face and Duo felt himself slipping away. It would be alright, Heero was here. . . he would fix everything . . .
"DUO!"
tsuzuku . . .
All right! I did it! WooP! New chapter soon! WHEEE!!!! I was gonna put more in this chapter, but I just couldn't seem to add enough. . . . so I decided the next chapter would be the place, this chapter is still 5 pages.... WOOT!!!
Annie
P. S. I'm leaving for some resort hotel trip my friend won in a sweepstakes, so a reviews when i got home will help me update soon!
[1] this is where I stopped for a week and a half
