Heero's POV

When I woke up I was in the safe house, in my bed, with wraps on my arm. A dull pain spread threw my body as I go to sit up. What I remember is the blast, the shots, and then a sudden wave of dizziness. My world went blank and I wound up in my room. Trying to find out how I got here.

"Heero, you're up, good." Quatre comes in a bowl in his hands. He's come to clean my wounds.

"What happened?" He won't answer my question but in his eyes there is so much sadness. I'll wait till I see Trowa or Wufei to push this subject anymore.

He bandages me up in silence and in my own head that silence is killing. Not much one can say when something like this happens right? When he's finished things go even quieter and lonely.

"Trowa's going to come up to feed you. He'll explain everything." His voice wants to break. What happened? They didn't go threw with the order right? Or did they do it?
"Quatre did they go threw on the order?" I pulled on Quatre's arm, and Quatre just pulls hard to get away.

Trowa's POV

Quatre runs by and right away I know to go into the room. Heero might have asked, or Quatre is still a little emotional. Walking to the room with a trey of food I watch as Wufei unplugs the laptop and hands it to me.

"He's going to want this." I take it no questions attached and walk into the room and as I watch Heero is trying to get up into a sitting position. When he finally makes it I think he noticed I was staring because now he looks at me and I noticed the look in his eyes he want to just break.

"You need to eat before you get this." I hold up his laptop and he just stares confused at me.

"Um…" Heero lost in his own thoughts, I don't think this is good. I place the good on his lap and sit in the chair next to his bed.

"Your all patched up, there wasent any major damage, besides that shot to your arm, but with that it'll be patched up fast." I sit back and watch as he fidgets.

"How?"
"You were dropped off at least a mile from our Gundams. The person that dropped you off was Duo." Heero looked at me wanting to know more. It was like looking at a small child almost.

"Did…"

"No he ran as soon as he dropped you off. Quatre was the only one that recognized him." He looked down, he thinks that….

"He didn't do it, I know that." Heero's voice picks up as he picks up his fork. I don't think he's hungry. He's forcing himself. I know it….

Quatre's POV

"I can't do is Sandrock. I can't say good bye like this. He's still Duo." I'm curled up in the cockpit of my Gundam. Here's the only place right not that I feel that I can come to a decision.

"But I don't want the others to do it either!" I sought and the echo scares me more then I am now. I close the hatch, so if I do yell it won't scare me so much I hope.

"How can we possibly say good bye?" Tears begin to fall and the cockpit feels cold. This has become a strange place now. This place can no longer hold my troubles.

"No answer huh Sandrock?" My voice is shot by the statement. I click a few button's and see who's coming in.

"Quatre come down, that's not someplace where you should be right now." The figure belonged to my one true protector.

"Quatre please come down…" I open the hatch and just stand waiting for a reaction. Slowly in his green eyes I can see it he's just like me, he's just as confused. Slowly I climb down and walk out with Trowa.