( sigh) I don't own Gundam Wing or anything for that matter, I jsut write or type what my mind sees and hears.

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Christmas Thoughts

Quatre POV:

Quatre finished up his work with a sigh, finally all the work was done until next year. He streached and turned the TV on, and then frown at what was showing, afire was ablaze in apartment complex, there were several accidents some sever, the shopping crazy, a fight broke out over a popular toy that came out for the Christmas season. He sighed and shook his head. ' Why is it that people can't sit back and enjoy a peacful carefree Holiday with out voilence and pain.' He thought of the past holidays during the war, so much death and destruction. He stood and went to the window looked out to the winter landscape. He picked this place because of this very sceen of peacfulness, even though he was from a warmer climatr he still loved the snow and how it created a fantasy of white and crystal.

" Master Quatre, is there anything you needed?" Rashid a trusted adviser and friend.

" No Rashid, has Trowa and Catherine arrived?"

" No not yet, but everything is ready for the Ball. "

" Yes. " Quatre just gazed out the window, he just felt so meloncoly, and his thoughts were mainly on the bad things he had seen on the TV during the week. His thoughts turned dark and brooding, the same question rolled through his head 'Why, why do people have to suffer? ' He turned seeing Rashid still standing there watching him with concern. Quatre gave him a small smile.

" I'm going out for abit, just for a bit of a walk."

" Do you wish someone to go with you Master Quatre? "

" No I'll be fine I just need some air. " Quatre went and dressed warmly and walked out. He needed to clear his head. He walk for awhile into small forest that was around the area. There was a small town not to far down the hill, from the mansion. He walked into town it wasn't very big, farms were on the out skirts ther wer homes and shops, it was a very nice quiet town, but even small towns have there problems. Quatre looked around town, not very interested in anything. He stopped and listened, it sounded like music. He followed the flowing notes to the square of the town, people were gathered there, small bon fires were lit around the area to warm the hands, acouple shops were open serving hot choclate, coffee and teas. Children were running around throwing snowballs, adults shopped at their leasire, and gathered to talk. Some children ran past Quatre laughing, but a smaller child slipped and fell in front of him. Quatre went to the the child a little boy about 8yrs, with bright grey - blue eyes, the boy looked up at him.

" Are you alright? " Quatre asked the youngster, the boy brushed himself off and nodded. Quatre gave him a smile, the boy returned it and ran off to his friends waving.

" Your new around here. " a tall man appeared beside Quatre startling him abit. " Sorry about startling you, " The tall man was like a bear, but he gave Quatre a friendly smile. " looking for something hot to drink?"

"Huh,.. yes please, that is very kind of you. " He was given a mug of hot, creamy, choclate. " Mmmm this is very good."

" Why thank you young man. " an older woman walked up she was short and stout build but she had a pleasent smile and shining grey eyes. " Why don't you join us."

" I'm a stranger and you would welcome me into your home ? " Quatre asked surprised.

" Young man, we always do that we welcome anyone who has no place to stay or food to eat. It is better to give then to receive as my mother use to say. " the woman stated,

" What about those that would do you harm or take advantage of you? " Quatre sipped his drink feeling warmed.

" We haven't met anyone like that yet, I know there are those that would, but we still give and help those that have nothing or need the helping hand. " the older man put his hands out to the bon fire to warm his hands. " Just last month we had a fire at one of the farms it was pretty bad they lost several cows and chickens, they also lost a son who went into the barn to get the horses out. We all gathered to help them repair the damage, and comfort them. We help give them the streagth to move forward, it still hurts, but the hurt is soften by the familly and friends compassion and love." the man looked at Quatre who was gazing into the fire deep in thought.

" I just don't understand why some people have to prey on others." Quatre frowned he looked up at the man.

" Hmmm,.. I see... you see the bad things that people do to others, what you should see is the good things that people do for other's, those that live through tragedies. There will always be the bad things but there are just as many good things, look for those good things in people. " the man grinned at Quatre, " Really look around you young man to see clearly the blessings. " Quatre did look around him the laughter and music called to him made him feel warm, and welcomed, he smiled, and turned to the man next to him.

" Thank you, I lost my way. I haven't felt warm for the past week, and I guess I needed to hear and see the the good things in life. "

" Well then Merry Christmas young man, will you join us then? " the man turned to go into a resturant, where music was being palyed and laughter rang out.

" I believe I will join you for awhile. Then I must get back. "

" Well if you like we can take you back we are taking sleds out before the sun is down we will take you back home, just tell us where. "

" That would be wonderful, you know the mansion called the Winter Palace is? " the man gapped at Quatre.

" Yes I do, you live there? "

" Until the New Year, then it's back to work I'm afraid, " Quatre grinned and held his gloved hand out, " Quatre Rabarba Winner, I'm pleased to meet you."

" I'm Gregory Mathews and my wife Jane, it is an honor to meet you Mr Winner. "

" Please, call me Quatre, Mr makes me feel old. "

Gregory chuckled " Alright well then please come in out of the cold."

Quatre, enjoyed himself, he never felt so welcomed or warm for quiet awhile. The music was merry and the food was delicious, the towns folk were pleasent, and friendly. After several hours, several sleds were hooked up to horses and they troted up the hill to the mansion, singing songs and laughing all the way. Rashid who was orginising a search party was surprised to hear , then see the procession of sleds. Quatre climbed out of the first sled, Mrs mathews gave him a basket with home apple and pumkin pie. Quatre thank her with a bow. He waved them off and walked into the mansion.

" Are you all right Master Quatre? " Rashid asked

" Yes Rashid , I'm so much better now." Quatre gave a real smile

" Quatre. " a soft voice behind him spoke, Quatre turned and with a cry leaped into the arms of a tall young man. he chuckled. " I missed you to Little One. "

" Trowa how long have you been back. "

" Hmm, an hour now. "

" Are you ready for this party? " Quatre's eyes were bright, as he looked up into the green eyes of the one he loved. Trowa nodded giving him a gentle smile, laughing they went to prepare for the arrival of their friends and familly.