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Chapter 3

"Commander!"

Commander Lady Une looked up from her work as the door to her office burst open. She looked calmly at the panting and slightly wild looking agent for a moment before leaning back in her chair. Wufei looked at her; his black eyes glittering as he tried to regain his composure.

"Is something the matter? Agent Chang?"

The Chinese man scowled at the woman. "Yes there is. I have just recently received a file-"

Lady Une nodded her head as she interrupted him. "I know which file you speak of. And I can assure you I have had it triple checked. The DNA of the child is a direct match to yours."

Wufei stared at her, uncomprehendingly as he sat heavily in one of the chairs before her desk. This couldn't be happening. It couldn't be real.

"It can't be true."

Lady Une sighed as she watched one of her strongest Agents struggle to keep his composure. Turning to her computer she sent a quick order to all of the other pilots and turned back to the black haired man.

"I'm afraid it is. The child is directly related to you."

Wufei sat silently in his seat; trying to wrap his head around what he was hearing. It couldn't be. His son was killed years ago. His son and his wife were both dead so there was no way the child could be related to him.

So wrapped up in his thoughts he didn't even notice the door opening behind him and the rest of the group filing in.

Quatre nearly stumbled as he caught the emotions of the black haired pilot and quickly moved from his lovers side and over to the distracted pilot, Zechs right behind him. The others all quickly noticed the state of their comrade and; with years of experience; moved around the man and the two trying to reach him.

Quatre knelt down in front of his friend and carefully reached out to take his hands. Zechs stood behind his lover and held him; not sure what was wrong and how to help. Quatre spoke softly as he tried to bring the other out of his thoughts.

"He's confused; and angry and sad all at once. But he also feels slightly hopeful and he seems to be beating himself up over that."

Heero frowned and turned his attention to the woman watching them all. "What happened?"

Lady Une; thankfully; took no offence to the angry and commanding tone and simply watched them all. "There has been a DNA match for Agent Chang."

They all froze. Duo looked up; his eyes slightly wild with worry. "What do you mean? Someone survived the L-5 colony explosion?"

Lady Une shook her head. "No. The one the DNA match was for is a child. Agent Chang's son."

Silence greeted that statement. How were they supposed to react? "That's a lie."

It was whispered so softly they almost didn't hear it; but they did and all attention was turned to Wufei; whose eyes now sparkled with anger and pain. "My son is dead. Has been since he was four months old."

Zechs pulled his lover more tightly against him. His lover had had a child? How had he never known this? Lady Une glared at the man. "Well then DNA says he isn't dead; and I had it checked three times. I even gave it to Doctor Po and she confirmed it as well."

Wufei shook off his lovers hold and lurched to his feet; furious. "There is no way that he is still alive. He died the same day as my wife did. The house was burnt down and the roof had collapsed in on his nursery. My Hisashi never had a chance to live."

He shook; trying to suppress the sobs at the thought of his dead child. That happy baby boy had meant everything to him. And now to be told he was alive was too much to handle. Duo moved towards his friend rather sedately and carefully wrapped his arms around the others shoulders. He wouldn't joke around now. He may be a jokester; but no one could ever call him insensitive.

Quatre sobbed quietly; the strength and number of Wufei's emotions hitting him hard. Trowa moved silently over and held his lover as he watched the shaking Chinese man. "What harm could it do to check?"

Wufei said noting as a knock sounded on the door. Une sighed and looked the man over who came in. "You are Agent Jenkins then? The one who went to get the DNA of one Harry Potter?"

All heads turned to the older man as he nodded. "That's right Commander. And I must ask that if he has any family at all that they go check on him."

Trowa studied the man with calm eyes. "Why?"

The man turned and looked at them all. "There was something not right at that house. The child seemed almost afraid to be attacked."

Wufei's head jerked up; his eyes now blank as he looked at the man who had supposedly seen his son. The son that was dead. "What did the child look like?"

Agent Jenkins studied the oriental man for a minute. He was young; around twenty or so; but he could see the pain the man had and was going trough. "He was small though he was supposedly six years old. His hair was black and badly cut. He had a slightly oriental appearance, though his skin was pale. He was very cautious though; never once smiled or turned his back on anyone. I would have to say that the thing that made him stand out most were his eyes."

Wufei held his breath.

"His eyes were a beautiful emerald green."

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Harry Potter couched as he curled into himself in his small cupboard. He wasn't sure what he had done. He had been locked in here for the last couple of days and hadn't been given anything to eat. He was dizzy and hot. The only time he was allowed out was when his Uncle got home to beat him.

His Aunt and Uncle were angry and he didn't know why. He hadn't said anything to anyone. Not even the Preventer and the woman. He had only done as he was told. Harry coughed again and carefully wiped the blood from his mouth. He hurt all over; and his throat was always filled with blood.

The slamming of a car door reached his ears and he closed his eyes. He knew better than to try to escape his punishments. His Aunt and Uncle were only trying to make him a good boy. They were only trying to help. Even if they didn't like him; they were still trying to make him better.

He only wished they would give him something to eat and drink. Then again; Freaks like him probably didn't deserve any.

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"Emerald."

Wufei could barely hear anything over the roaring in his ears. His child had died hadn't he? His precious beautiful, happy son had died when his nursery had collapsed. Zechs collapsed to the ground alongside his lover and held him tight; calling to him over and over again.

"Wufei. Dragon! Dragon!"

Wufei jerked up and looked into the blue eyes of his lover. He could see the confusion there as well as the pain and sighed. He knew he had hurt his lover; and most likely his brothers by keeping this a secret; but it had hurt too much to talk about.

"You all know that it was a tradition in my clan that the heirs marry at fourteen. What you didn't know is that Meiran became pregnant not long after the weeding and had a child. Our son; Chang Hisashi."

Wufei gave a dry sob; trying to control himself; stave off the panic he could feel coming on and continued.

"When my wife died I headed home. Only to find the house on fire and the nursery ceiling collapsed inward."

A single tear rolled down his face as he looked up at his lover. "Meiran never spent any time with him; I always took care of him. He was four months old but he was such a happy child. His emerald green eyes always shone with happiness; even though his mother and I were always fighting."

Zechs pulled the other into his arms and held him as he sobbed; the pain and anguish he had felt at the loss of his son flowing out after nearly six years of being held at bay.

Quatre hiccoughed as he leaned heavily against the much taller Trowa. He was getting rather dizzy from all of the emotions; but he could still feel the urgency radiating off Agent Jenkins.

"Is something…wrong Agent Jenkins?"

Jenkins nodded as he watched the rather distraught group. To have to go through that; to believe that your child is dead only to find that he was not after so many years must be heartbreaking.

"I fear for the child's safety. I do not believe everything is right in that house."

Lady Une nodded. "Right. Agent Jenkins; I need you to go down with Agents Marquise, and Barton; I want the child retrieved from that home. He shouldn't be there anyway even if there isn't something wrong. You have the right to do whatever you see fit."

She directed the last bit to the two pilots she had assigned to the group and they nodded. Regaining his composure Wufei stood and turned to glare defiantly at the woman. "I will go as well."

Lady Une stared him down. "You are in no condition to go."

Wufei threw his hands up in the air in an uncharacteristic gesture. "It is supposedly my child they are going to retrieve. I will be going as well as is my right."

Une stared the man down before finally nodding firmly. "Very well then."

Wufei nodded and with one final nod; left the room with the others. They had work to do.

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"This is it."

The three pilots looked around them with disgust barely noticeable on their faces.

"There is absolutely no difference between them. I think there are even the same plants out front."

Wufei glared at his lover slightly.

"I agree."

Wufei turned; shocked.

"Trowa!"

Trowa shrugged as they stood behind Agent Jenkins at the door. "It's true."

They all turned their attention back to the door as it slowly and rather jerkily swung inwards. Agent Jenkins smiled down at the small black haired child they could all see standing slightly hidden behind the door. "Hello again Harry."

The child looked up and Wufei gasped; paling slightly as his own black eyes met the startling emerald green he had only seen on one other person. His own son.

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