A/N:  Wow, school has been really sucky and hectic so I didn't update as soon as I would have liked, but don't worry it'll get better, I hope.  -_-() 

DarkAngelPearl – Hee hee It's just so easy to abuse poor Duo, and you right he does set himself up for it, well most of it.   ^_^  Don't worry Heero gets his this chapter, and Wufei is a favorite of mine for picking on in the future, but I should be quiet now before I give it all away…

AlyRain – Like I said they'll all get theirs hee hee

This chapter is dedicated to my only two consistent and much loved reviewers!!  You guys are what keep me writing this story!  ^_^

Without and more painful delay here is Chapter 5!!

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"Took you…" Heero trailed off to see his friend walk in with two beers in hand but a gun barrel to his head.

"Why me?" Heero groaned quietly and reached for his gun. The figure in the black trench coat shot the wall right next to his head.

"Reach for it and I blow your trigger finger off next." Heero looked up troubled and had to fight from letting his jaw hit the ground.

Then something did hit his jaw. Shocked, Heero rubbed his jaw and looked at the young woman clad in the trench coat, with black rave pants lined with D rings running down the side of each leg and a regular black tee shirt.

"That's for taking so long. Move. We're late." The woman ordered and turned around, her trench coat tail flapping behind her.

"Angelina and Morgaine?" Heero asked in absolute astonishment.

"She said move!" Morgaine yelled. "Angelina, take front I'll flank."

"Understood. You heard … move." Angelina nudged Duo in the ribs with her gun.

"I'm not going anywhere." Heero declared. Morgaine twisted toward him.

"Excuse me?" she asked.

"You heard me. I'm not going."

"That's what you say." Morgaine unexpectedly vaulted up and let a roundhouse fly. Heero ducked but abruptly grasped his oversight. A foot went flying into his stomach, hard, sending the air out of him in a rush. "I said move!" Morgaine roared furiously. Heero blinked several times in surprise before returning to his feet slowly.

"I'm not moving. Fight me… you win I go… you lose… well then I guess it's obvious."

"I don't have time for this bullshit." Morgaine groaned her head sagging low. Heero looked at her in shock. Morgaine, her head still lowered, raised the gun towards Heero's head and pulled the trigger. The silencer lost; the shot roared though the quiet neighborhood sending dogs, cats and people into a frenzy of frantic calls.

"Good going!" Angelina mumbled. "Now we've got to run from the police."

Duo looked in terror at his friend who had collapsed to the floor in a dead weight.

"Get his lap top." Morgaine ordered.

"You," she waved the gun at Duo who was still staring at Heero's bleeding figure in horror. "Get your stuff together. You have ten minutes. Move."

Duo moved to argue but the sound of the blonde's gun cocking made his consider other wise. With a feeble dip of his head Duo hastily gathered his duffle bag that he had brought from his car and packed clothes and other things for Heero.

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"What about him? How are we getting him out of here?" Angelina asked as she packed up everything into the duffel bag that was handed to her by her younger friend.

"I'll take care of him." Morgaine stated devoid of interest as she stood on the balcony, leaning on the doorframe with her arms crossed, watching the darkness. Obviously the people around here were use to Heero and his random night shots. Her trench coat fluttered around her long legs in the temperate gust, her tresses playing tag with the trembling cover.

"Then start cleaning up. The people will in the long run- hopefully later- figure out that something happened." There was a sigh from her friend as Angelina spoke.

With hushed steps she moved into the room, her moonlit form evaporating in the dimness of the black area. Angelina heard the covers to the bed being pitched back and a coverlet was yanked off. Angelina glanced at the body of Heero and shook her head. "Fool…" She muttered and zipped up the bag…standing up and took up her friend's sentry.

When footsteps thudded, Angelina glimpsed over her shoulder. Morgaine knelt down next to Heero and brushed a few of his blood soaked stands from his features, clearing it from his closed eyes. With a shake of her head she leisurely wrapped Heero in the blue blanket. Angelina wasn't concerned about Morgaine being able to carry the dead weight down to the car so Angelina returned her awareness to the replicated nighttime sky.

Dimly she wondered how the sky looked from earth and how their home was doing. Nothing really ever worried the ' hell twins'. They were equally set back and blasé… Morgaine more than wished in the view of her supervisors but there was nothing they could do regarding it. Angelina was what they desired for… more wary of all people and quieter. She was still contented but she wasn't as nonchalant as Morgaine. But that's what made Morgaine, herself. Morgaine could amble into a dark room and either brighten it up with her smile or dim it with her scowl. It couldn't be helped, Angelina supposed. Morgaine has grown up as a rebel against all the personality-changing aspects of her occupation. Angelina, to a degree had too but she was the solemn of the two. She favored to be left unaccompanied yet she enjoyed the parties her sister would haul her to and she enjoyed going to Morgaine's raves. Music was a mandatory techno, hard core, alternative, punk, rock, and punk rock. Anything hard and loud both the girls adored without query.

The girls dwelt together in a prosperous district back on earth. A large manor, 1267 Escamilla Way, called Dark Rose Manor. Angelina had always been the klepto of the group and had stolen large sums from some depository and purchased the residence from some elderly people. The house was principal manor in the district, Glaistig Ridge in northern California. The decoration had actually been bought because Angelina said she would rather use her money on the items than embezzle them. The motive because of this was because she couldn't walk through the store with a sales clerk tagging after her to write down whatever she wanted and then give a credit card that wasn't hers. So they had racked up her top three credit cards on the top things for the entire house. Dark Rose Manor was a dream house to the modern teen-ager and yet still livable for a modern adult who was more contemporary. Morgaine and Angelina's rooms were on the second floor across the hall from one another, Angelina's balcony overlooking the ocean while Morgaine's over looked the park that was right across the street from them. The rooms differed only on colors and decorations choices. Morgaine was black and sky blue with a hibiscus flower decoration. Angelina's was black and silver blue choice for most things. Both rooms were large and master bedrooms with an office and bathroom connected to them. Both rooms were linked at the end of the hall on both sides with either the at home gym or the computer room. The first floor was the living room, dining room, kitchen, library, billiard room, game room, several closets and three guestrooms. One elevator was on the first floor that led down to the basement and the very bottom floor of the house, which was used for their Gundams. The basement was Morgaine's rave room, which was set in black and blue with total rave theme. The back yard was large with a complete twelve-foot pool, grass division and a large garden set up in a labyrinth of rose bushes. A gazebo was set up on a leveled out area near the stairs that the led to the shore.

The front yard was done in common rich Californian style. A large U shaped driveway that led to a large marble archway housing the huge double glass doors. There was a grass section with a koi pond, a fountain in the center. The house was full of windows and the roof was set with a small receiving area. The entire house had about 15 rooms and 10 bathrooms. The second basement was for their Gundams.

Angelina sighed at the thought of the house. She missed it. She missed earth and she wanted to get back as soon as she could. Without really noticing her fingers pressed the small control device in her pocket, setting her Gundam Destin Angel Custom onto reserve. Angelina looked over at her friend and saw the blonde girl staring at the fake moon. Instantly she knew her friend was thinking the same thing. They had been in space too long and longed to be at home, curled up on the couch watching something on TV even if it might be a cheesy horror flick like Scream. Anything at all… just to be home back on earth.

"Morgaine?" Angelina walked over to her best friend and knelt down next to her twin. "What's wrong?"

"Do you miss home?" Morgaine whispered.

"Yea… I was just thinking about how good it would be to be there." Angelina sighed and put her arms around her friend, hugging her tightly.

"I want to go home Lina… I wanna go home." Morgaine's slightly accent voice came out thick as she held onto Angelina. Angelina stroked the silken hair and whispered soft words as she held Morgaine, gazing over the others head towards the sky.

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Duo walked in with the duffel bags on his shoulders and saw the two girls holding each other, kneeling next to a shape bound vigilantly into a blanket. The mess of the blood had been cleaned up and now there was no sign of a shot… even the whole in the wall had been fixed. Duo didn't trouble to ask how… he knew how. Clearing his throat he glanced at the two girls, his heart grudgingly going out to them. They had grown up in this world… alone and scared. Probably since birth learning how to kill and just then they looked so helpless, scared and alone. Morgaine's mother had died shortly after Morgaine's birth, he had found out. Her name had been Crystal and she had been one of the top mercenaries ever and her father was her first mate, Brad. Both were killed in a raid on some small colony where no protection could be found. From there their masters, Master T (Morgaine) and Master L (Angelina) and taken them in as their own daughters. The girls had never been separated and when the two young Gundam masters saw their prospective they had been educated. They knew procedure inside out, backwards and forwards. Not the slightest thing was forgotten in their missions and they had a perfect record. Their training was more up to date then the current pilots, Duo knew that, and they knew their fellow pilots well… their personalities very well. They were just like the rest of them, yet much different, Morgaine especially. They had a thing all their own… and it wasn't their style at killing or fighting. It was their personality.

"Umm…" Duo couldn't figure out what to say so he cleared his throat again. The girls gave him little attention. Waiting only another minute Duo heard the police in the distance. The girls finally paid him attention. "I'm... I umm… I have our stuff…" Sadly Duo looked at Heero's stuff. On habit he had packed Heero's things. The habit of when they were running and Heero was quickly doing the last minute things. Heero would have done the same. Slowly Duo set the bag on Heero's bed.

"Let's go then," Morgaine picked up Heero's body and put him over her shoulder. Duo's jaw nearly hit the ground. Heero was at dead weight and weighed at least 300 pounds. Then Duo saw Morgaine struggling with the weight a bit and felt some sort of sympathetic reasoning coming to him. Angelina picked up the bag with all the stuff he packed and Heero's duffel bag. Duo didn't ask questions. Angelina led the way while Duo was in the middle and Morgaine walked after them.

Almost to Morgaine's car, the three froze. There, screaming down the street, were the police. Probably the whole damned station. "Someone take him!" Morgaine cried. Duo didn't argue and took Heero from Morgaine. Sprinting to the car Morgaine slammed her finger down on a button and the complete interior turned in to revile sides decked with weapons. Morgaine grabbed two more guns and several extra clips. "I'll hold them off… you guys get going… I'll run through the backfield, meet me there and we'll get away. Go before they see you." Instantly Morgaine mixed into the shadows as if she were a phantom. Duo and Angelina didn't ask questions. The bags were thrown in the back, Duo and Heero loaded in to the back seat and Angelina roared away in the blue Blazer.

Not long after Angelina slowed to a normal speed, put down her window and put on a CD. She reached up and pressed an almost indistinguishable button, causing the technical interior to return to normal. At the first stoplight they came to Angelina commanded Duo to make Heero appear as if he were resting.

"You're good…" Duo commented dryly but did what he was told.  There was no answer.

"Keep quiet… one word and I'll blow your head from your shoulders. You're legal so if they ask you questions follow the bullshit story I give them." Angelina stopped the SUV, as she loaded one of her own guns, fitting it underneath her hooded sweatshirt.

"Miss," the officer, maybe in his mid twenties, tipped his hat and leaned in the window, inspecting the car. Nothing unusual … as far as he could see.

"Something happen? We are just going home to pick up my sister," Angelina faked a fretful look to Duo, who was now settled in shotgun. The sound of gunfire suddenly roared to life. Duo pushed Angelina's head down as he ducked at well… both acting as well as they could as civilians.

"Someone was causing trouble at one of the residences and now they're avoiding arrest." It took everything Angelina had not to snort and giggle. They always resisted arrest.

"Why not just shoot them? Or sic your dogs after them?" Angelina asked.

"Miss, aren't you a bit young to be out so late? There is a curfew of midnight around here." The officer looked at her austerely.

"I'm legal. Her parents know she's with me and him." Duo jerked his thumb at Heero. "We're heading to pick up my friend and catch our shuttle for earth. We came up here on some business for their parents."

"Turn on your lights," the officer, commanded he couldn't see Duo or Heero very well. Angelina sighed and flicked on the internal lights.

"Now let's see your license, young lady." Angelina's eyes flashed.

"Young lady? Very well, sir," the scorn on the young blond woman's voice couldn't be hidden.

"Yours too, Mister," the officer gazed at Angelina's ID and took Duo's. "You said you were headed to a club?"

"No we're going to pick my sister up. Didn't you listen?" Angelina snapped. "Then we're going to the shuttle port to go home!"

"I would ask you to-" the young man was cut off when the butt of Angelina's gun came crashing down on the back of his head, knocking him unconscious.