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I love to write, but I'm starting to freeze on the story...I've got lots of ideas for it, but after the third time I try and piece together how that idea will piece into the story, I forget...Like trying to pick up a handful of a sand, it seeps through the cracks in your fingers and you only get half. Anyways, I want to think my supportive readers, I am disappointed that I have so few though...Oh well, I guess I suck, its logical.

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Chapter 10:

Getting along with 04

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The safe house wasn't that far away, only ten miles, and Jessy wasn't going any slower than 75 miles an hour down the main road, weaving in and out of the few cars that were driving on the road. Duo didn't seem to mind the exhilarating rush of the speed, but Heero looked almost like he'd be sick. Jessy hadn't realized his only stomach contents were coffee, which doesn't mix well with speed...

"Heero, you look like you're going to be sick...Don't you barf in my car!" Jessy told him, and she slowed down, as she neared the safe house. Heero glared at her from where he sat, and he wasn't to happy that she made the comment about him going to puke. He seen the new safe house come into view, and he pointed it out, a averagely kept two story brick building, probably at one time an office or something of the sort. It had been turned into a house obviously only a few years before.

Apparently Trowa and Quatre hadn't heard the small squeal of tires, and then Jessy's slight yelling at Heero to get him to cooperate. "You're in no condition to be getting Duo out of the car! Get in the damn house, I can bring him in!" Heero wouldn't comply to demand, but when he tried to help Duo out, he suddenly went light headed, and Jessy noticed. "I told you, you're fucking sick as a dog, and yet you won't listen to a damned word I say!" That got a glare out of Heero, Jessy smiled teasingly at him, and rushed to the door of the building.

*Knock, Knock, Knock*, ok so it was more of a banging than a knocking sound, but Jessy got the message through. The tall Trowa came to the door, and Jessy sighed in relief, but the Heavy Arms pilot lifted an eyebrow. "Get Heero inside, I've got Duo." She told him, and headed back down toward the car, where Heero was leaning against the side, holding his stomach, and Trowa could make out a bloody leg. "Duo got shot twice by intruding Oz militia...Wufei was captured Friday night, but managed to escape, just to be captured again today..." She tried to hurry and give him an outline of what had happened, as they reached the car.

"Hiya Tro!" Came the half hearted greeting of the shot pilot, as he was pulled from the car. Trowa sighed in relief that the American pilot was safe, but he didn't understand how this came to be, he'd have to ask and get answers after Duo was patched up. Trowa bent down slightly and slung Heero's arm around his shoulders, then put his arm around his waist for support. The tall Heavy Arms pilot wasn't going to waste time, he hurried and got Heero up the seven steps and inside, followed by Jessy and Duo.

"Quatre?" Trowa asked, in his low voice, and Jessy sighed, this place was quite large, did the tall one actually think the Arabian was going to hear him? '04 could be anywhere in this place! He'd come running head over heels if Duo yelled for him, but he's in no condition...So I guess I will take the liberty.'

"QUATRE!" Jessy yelled, not very loudly, and careful not in any of the other's ears. Duo smirked at the impatient female, and he held to the girl a little tighter as she moved suddenly to head toward the living room. The blonde was rushing down the stairs, and was panicked.

"Trowa!? Who's that?" He questioned, voice in panic and uncertainty. Quatre rounded the corner, and saw his tall lover, helping an exhausted Heero into the arm chair. As he made his way into the living room, he could see the couch, and the two braided figures at it. One was a girl with blonde hair, obviously the Oz, pilot 00, and the other...''DUO!" He yelled and rushed over to the couch, Jessy smiling as soon as she heard the plea of happiness.

"Quatre, where are the medical supplies? He's been shot twice, I need to clean them up..." She told the blonde, who looked her in the eyes, his aquamarine eyes shinning with unshed tears of happiness. Jessy on the other hand, had dropped her smile, and was now wearing her expressionless mask, unaware the blonde thought of her like Heero.

"Sure Jessy, there in the bathroom, under the sink..." He was relieved to see the girl smile softly at his use of her name, the Arabian was glad, the expressionless face was hard to comprehend. "Where's Wufei?" He questioned as she turned around to head to the door that was pointed out to her.

"Captured. Me and Duo rescued him Friday night when he was first captured, resulting in his fractured medial malleolus and a bullet to the shoulder...Then he was recaptured an hour ago, by Oz militia looking for me, his injuries and location are unknown...Duo was shot twice while escaping, which I guess you figured that out." She added the last comment with an uplifted note, while the rest was in a monotone layout tone.

"Jess..." Duo started to ask, pushing himself upward some, only to gasp in the pain that shot through his body. Quatre blocked him from trying to move again, Duo gave the boy a soft smile. "Q, you worry to much...Jess, I thought you were leaving..." He mumbled, trying to be teasing, but the hurt evident.

"No Duo, not with Wufei captured, I plan to get him out. Its my fault he's captured in the first place, and I plan to fix that mistake. Of course I will need all four of you to help to succeed...I doubt they have him at the base here. Its to small, they know all six of us are in the area...They won't take chances on us getting him so easily, they'll probably move him to the XE-J23s76 base in Union Valley." Trowa, Heero, and Quatre all listened intently to her answer to Duo.

"Heh, Jess has the hots for Wuffers." Duo declared and Jessy chocked, then glared at the immobilized pilot.

"I give up. You better be glad you're injured, or I'd kill you for that comment...Its your fault the conversation started the other night! I will never get away from that will I? As long as you live, you'll torment me with that won't you?" She asked, the other three pilots were baffled by their ranting.

"You better believe it." Duo said softly, his energy drained to 'empty'. Jessy stalked off to the bathroom, and rummaged through the first aid kit, and got everything she needed.

"Quatre, can you fix some soup or something of the sort for Heero?" Heero's eyes widened at the comment, he was about to make a comment when Jessy interupted him. "He's got to eat, its obvious he hasn't eaten in a few days...Before we can rescue Wufei, he needs to be up to max, or he'll be of no use to the mission." She told them, and Duo smirked toward Heero, who looked like he'd kill Jessy if he was given the chance.

"Omae O Korosu." The Japanese stated, and the American female didn't looked shocked or confused.

"That's old...You know that right?" She told him, and Quatre giggled at the comment, but immediately hushed at the death glare directed toward him. Trowa had been sitting quietly on the arm of the chair that Heero occupied, making sure Heero didn't try anything.

"I'll go make that soup..." Quatre said, and rushed toward the kitchen, intent to get away from the fuming Japanese. Jessy ignored the obviously angry Heero, tending to Duo's wounds, first pouring antiseptic and numbing solution on both bullet entrances. The chestnut braided American, furrowed his brows, and winced as the solution hit his burning wounds.

Jessy quickly removed both bullets, and started to clean them out better, to ensure they didn't get infected. "I'll stitch these up, their worse than the one you got Friday night..." She explained and Duo nodded in understanding. Then Quatre rounded the corner, and sat the soup beside Heero, who glared at the Arabian. "Quatre..." Jessy started to say something, but faltered.

"Yes?" Quatre encouraged her to finish, and Trowa raised an eyebrow at what the girl could possibly want to tell his love.

"Thanks...You too Trowa..." She said, finally able to get the words out, she hadn't told anyone 'thanks' or 'thank you' for a long time, and it was hard to get the words out. At the end of her shown gratitude, all four male's eyebrows lifted, astounded by her thanks. Quatre and Duo smiled, the American placing his hand on her arm, and Jessy looked back at him. "You have no idea how hard that was...The last time I said that, it was when I was 12, back in my gang days..." She said softly, remembering all to well the exact day it was she said that phrase last, the same day Jag, (leader of gang) was shot and killed.

No one made any comment about her confession but Quatre, the gentle person he was, placed his hand on the girl's shoulder. "You're welcome." He told her, earning a wide smile of gratitude from the girl. "Duo, you had us so worried..." The blonde told him, and Duo sighed.

"Sorry Q-man...I just needed to get away from it all...Stress was getting to me, sorry I scared you." Duo apologized only to receive a 'pfft' from the Arabian.

"I don't except the apology!" That got a hurt look from Duo, but at the same time raised eyebrows in shock. "I am the one who should apologize to you! I'm so sorry! I'll never push my friend away like that again! I was so stupid, I shouldn't have let my frustration get me like that Duo!" The small blonde pleaded and explained to the chestnut haired one.

"Q! It's ok." Was all Duo managed, and Quatre knew he'd been forgiven, in much better spirits, the blonde yawned sleepily.

"All of you need rest...Especially Duo and Heero, Duo to get his strength up, and his blood cells to start multiplying, then Heero because he's obviously dead on his feet..." Jessy told them, as she finished bandaging the now stitched up wounds. "Where can I put my car? Its not exactly a 'normal' car..." Heero looked at her in disbelief, Jessy realized what it was about. "That is, if I can bunk here for a few days...Till the mission is over..." She asked, Trowa glared at Heero for being so mean, and because he knew Quatre had taken a natural liking to the girl, the Arabian had a knack for picking the best out of people.

"Of course! You can take the spare bedroom, since...." Quatre faltered and Jessy shook her head.


"I'll sleep on the couch, that's an improvement from sleeping on a cot for three nights..." She teasingly looked at Duo, who stuck his tongue out at her. "Duo seems to get the most comfortable places...Ha, I'll remember next time that he won't get my bed, injured or not." She told him, and Quatre realized what she was talking about.

"Your fault for giving Wuffers my couch! Though the bed was more comfortable, hee." Duo teased, and Quatre giggled at the two American's playfulness. "Ok, where's my bedroom? I want to get into some clean clothes, and go to sleep!" Duo declared and Jessy smirked at him.

"I would say I'd take Duo into his room, but obviously Heero isn't to up to par with that...Trowa you take him." Jessy declared and the tall silent one did as he was asked. Heero got up wearily and headed toward his bedroom, but Jessy stopped him, earning herself a glare, right after the Japanese yanked the limb out of her grasp. "Sorry...But anyways, I hacked into your computer files..." Heero's eyes widen and Jessy got nervous by the outraged look. "Here me out...I know about the new mission J assigned...I will do that, and Trowa can go too, if you guys don't trust me." She told him, and Heero sighed.

"Hn. Barton will go with you." He declared and Jessy smirked, she figured. The Japanese turned, and headed up the stairs, apparently to his bedroom. She took the time to throw her shoes off, and flop out 'gracefully' on the large couch, closing her eyes and relaxing. Her mind on the other hand, was in a ruin of chaos. Clouded by thoughts and ideas, plans and her playful imagination. She worried about Wufei, what those bastards would do to him, he was a Gundam pilot, next to the top on the list of them to capture.

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Jessy awoke to clumsy footsteps, apparently down the stairs, and by the sound of it they were....limping, and only one person was limping in the whole safe house....Duo. "What are you doing, walking around? And in the middle of the night?" Jessy questioned the chestnut haired American, who seemed surprised she was awake.

"I'm hungry!" He stated quickly, as he flopped out exhaustedly in the armchair across from her.

"You shouldn't be up, why didn't you yell for someone to wake up? That seemed more logical, or you're just plan stubborn?" She questioned, looking toward the chair, where she could barely make out Duo. The moonlight was shining in through the side window, creating a soft glow onto the DeathScythe pilot.

"Aw, don't go all motherly on me...I'll let you get me something to eat...That make you leave me alone?" He asked, knowing Jessy would soon regret the statement. His response was a sigh of exasperation and slight irritation.

"I guess...How did I get into this anyways?" She said softly to herself, but Duo huffed in fake annoyment.

"You're the mother figure..." He commented in amusement, and Jessy glared at him as she cut the living room light on. He smiled teasingly at her, and she rolled her eyes, heading back toward the kitchen.

"Someone's coming down...I guess we woke them up..." Jessy commented as she started fixing sandwiches and coffee. Sure enough, soft, barely audioable footsteps descended the stairs, apparently they would soon be joined by a third party. "Sorry we woke you." Jessy said lightly, not even paying attention to exactly who it was.

"That's ok, I haven't been sleeping to well lately, and I often wake up and come down here..." It was the small Arabian, Jessy smiled to herself, he was the only one of the three others that seemed to like her.

"Want anything?" She questioned him, and Quatre smiled brightly, she was very kind and nice, he knew he was right in liking her.

"Coffee please...Duo's appetite's got you up at 1 fixing him something huh?" The aristocrat questioned, and Jessy nodded to him.

"Yeah, that glutton has been gettin me to fix him food for the past few days..." Jessy told him, and Quatre's smile slowly deminished in velocity. "O, sorry..." She told him, noting her mistake, they had suffered from worry by Duo's disappearance. "I didn't know you guys were so worried to find him...Duo was really upset when we were talking...What did you guys do? He didn't give me the specifics...All I know is that there was a bad mission, and you guys got all tense at the argument you had, and you retaliated on Duo...What exactly happened Quatre?" She asked, tilting her slightly to the side to get a better look at the blonde. She handed him his coffee, and had already delivered Duo his stuff a minute before.

"Uh...Well I know I was upset, and for once my frustration got the better of me..." The aristocrat seemed really embarrassed and upset that he was overcome by the negative emotion. "I pushed him away, when he was only trying to get me in a better mood..." He now seemed really upset, his voice seemed to start to shake, and Jessy could notice his eyes shine and glisten with freshly forming tears.

"Quatre, you don't have to go on..." She stated to try and sooth him, but he shook his head.

"No...I need to get this out of my system, before I retaliate again...I know Trowa yelled at him, and when he lets his anger get the better of him, he can be intimidating and can accidentally hurt someone...Wufei, I think punched him, being the most easily frustrated of us all by Duo...I don't think he's ever going to get used to Duo being so..." He couldn't think of the word to quite correctly phrase what he meant, till Jessy intervened.

"Duo?" She commented, and Quatre nodded, that was the perfect way to phrase this.

"Yes...Heero, I don't know what he did...I think he must have really hurt Duo's feelings, cause that's who he snapped on..." The blonde's eyes were over flowed with tears, that now silently flooded down his cheeks, and Jessy gave him a napkin to wipe them away.

"You shouldn't talk about me when I can hear you..." Duo commented, he was standing in the kitchen doorway, looking like he was hurt and sad, yet a teasing smirk on his face.

"Oh, Duo! I'm sorry!" The Arabian said, and rushed to Duo to make amends.

"Its ok...I'll tell you what Heero done...I think I can tell you guys now..." He started, and Jessy nodded, she knew it best to tell, and get his feelings out. "I should have known better, I really should have, I mean, if even you Quatre had been so frustrated to retaliate, then I shouldn't have been so damn stupid to try and get Heero to calm down...When I seen him typing on the computer, while sitting on Wing, he must have been trying to clear his thoughts...Well I went up to him, and tried to start a conversation, get him to loosen up...Not a good idea, because before I could...." He paused, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself, he wouldn't lash out in tears or anger at the Japanese.

"Go ahead." Jessy whispered to her friend, who nodded in agreement.

"Before I even realized it, Heero had his gun poised at my mouth..." A few tears escaped his eyes, and Quatre saw his friend in need of closure, so he grabbed his friend gently around the shoulder, giving him the feeling of comfort and security. "I snapped then, right when he pulled the safety off...I'm sure Heero wouldn't have shot me, but I don't know...I guess the stress of my life had gotten to me then...I hit Heero, said a few words to him, and packed my things, then left...I...Don't understand why he did that, I mean I think of Heero as my best friend! I wouldn't have cared if he threatened me with words, but with that fucking gun, I lost it...." Duo explained, and more tears flooded out of his eyes, he was relieved to get that out of his system, the emotions that he held up because Heero had broken his trust and heart...

"Oh Duo!" Quatre cried to his friend, who clung to the Arabian for comfort, Jessy didn't disturb neither one, knowing how important it must be for the two to be 'reunited'. This was their bond, and she wasn't a part of it, which was fine with her, she understood this was important for both of them.

Though no one knew, there was another being present, hearing the whole conversation, though he didn't say a word. He was shell shocked, he was took by surprise at the statement the braided boy had just made...He didn't realize that the American was so insecure at the time, nor that pulling the gun had cause Duo to become such an emotional wreck. Heero silently climbed back up the stairs, unable to go into the kitchen he had originally set out to enter. He was unsure if he'd be able to apologize now, his actions were greater than he'd realized...

Silently, just audioable to himself, the Japanese whispered to the braided boy..."You don't know how sorry I am...I don't understand the emotions I feel for you, Duo." He mumbled, retreating to his room, one single tear streaking his face.

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OMG! DON'T HURT ME! I know this is short, and that I left it at a terrible part, but that's how I am...Hope you liked it though.

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What's going to happen to Fei? What about Heero and Duo? Will Duo forgive Heero? Will either express their emotions? What will happen when the mission starts? How will things go? Will the group get along?

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Heero: I'm an emotional wreck!? *glares at Jessy*

Jessy: Don't blame me! Its your fault you are so susceptible to loving Duo-chan!

Duo: AWW! I can never stay mad at my Hee-chan for long! *Smiles widely*

Quatre: I'm so glad you're back Duo! Now I won't feel guilty no more, and I can spend more time with Trowa! *Glumps Trowa*

Trowa: I agree...*Blushes but Glumps back*

Duo: I am sooooo jealous of you two.*looks sad*

Heero:*sighs in frustration*

Jessy: You guys will get over it! *looks depressed but keeps up happy attitude*

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