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My Memory of Her: POI

"We have to talk," said Heero as he tossed a file on Mileshaw's desk and took a seat.

"I know, I heard already, but what can we do?" she said as she opened the file to see what she already knew, but did it to make sure she didn't miss any details.

"We have to get him. How did he get out."

"I don't know, but we at least know that he's going back to his roots. Look, if you're looking for permission to catch that son of a bitch, you don't have to ask. All I ask though, is that you don't kill him unless your life is threatened," she said sternly as she pointed a finger in his direction.

Heero stood up and left her office, hearing what he wanted to hear but now wondered who saw him react the way he did before Duo tackled him down. Heero walked down the hallway and made his way over to Duo's office and stood in the door way as he watched Duo playing Solitaire on the computer.

"Hey, so what did she say?" asked Duo as he glanced back to see Heero.

"What I knew she'd say. Did you tell her anything?"

"No way man, I wouldn't rat you out. I knew I had to follow you because you had that look in your eye that you get when shit like that happens. I stopped you because if you were to have killed him while he was running away with no weapon, you'd be in a world of trouble," said Duo now facing him.

"Hn. I have a meeting with the F.B.I. for lunch, why don't you join Quatre and Michael for lunch," said Heero as he walked away.

"Heero, Heero, Heero," said Duo as he shook his head. He loved his brother but he gets caught up with things and doesn't know how to let them go.

"Well, we ran the information that we got from that marking on that man's wrist and have yet to come back with anything," said Barton as he took a sip of his iced tea.

"Hn, figures. I also looked for a while and didn't come across anything either. Why didn't you put any information on it up?" asked Heero.

"It's not up?" asked Bloom.

"No, it's not. When I was looking through the data bases I didn't even come across anything from you two."

"We did our research and put up the information and it should be there. If it's not up, that's not our doing."

"Are you three ready to order?" asked a young waitress with a smile as she pulled out a little note pad from her waist pocket belt.

"Yes, I'll have the flounder," said Bloom.

"I'll have Spaghetti and meat balls with Garlic Toast," said Barton.

"I'll have the Sirloin Steak," said Heero.

"Alrighty, your orders should be out soon. If you do need anything, don't hesitate to walk out of the room and let one of us know with what we can help you with," she said with a smile and was dismissed by a general nod from the three.

Noise from outside in the restaurant came in briefly, when the girl opened the door and walked back out to the main area of the restaurant and the door shut gently but blocked out all sound.

"There is another pressing matter that we need to take into consideration that could possibly get us more leads on this case, and I think you're more familiar with it, Yuy, than Catherine and I are," said Barton as he made eye contact with Heero from the side of his bangs.

"I assume that you're talking about Jake Martly."

"Yes, we were informed today that he escaped," said Bloom before taking a sip of her glass of water.

"There isn't anything new about it. I didn't know until I saw him but since I had no warrant for his arrest I couldn't do anything."

"You saw him?" asked Barton.

"Yes, I was on a drug bust at a meth lab when he came out from the house and I followed him to make sure it wasn't just someone looking like him," said Heero wishing he had gone out on a limb and take him down. He remembered how he first was able to track this "meth lord," as he was once called. It was a risk but he fired his gun and hit him near the waist and thigh, probably the hip area, and gave the young man a limp that became a trademark for Heero as he continued the search to bust him.

"Focus on getting him back under custody and then let us know when you've done that so that we can see if he has anything to do with the other murder," said Barton quickly as he could see some waiters bringing their food as they were about to open the office door.

Duo parked his black Silverado in the parking lot of Restaurant Topaz, the must dine at area for all of the who's-who and the snobs of the county. Duo wasn't a fan of the restaurant from the haughty atmosphere that it usually had but since he needed to catch up with Quatre he thought it'd be okay.

"Good afternoon and welcome to Restaurant Topaz. What name is your reservation under?" asked a young man as he briefly made eye contact with Duo and opened the restaurant's guest book. "You do have a reservation, right?" asked the young man again with arrogance, as Duo wasn't dressed up formally, but in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.

"Winner."

"Oh! Yes, reservation under Winner for three. Right this way sir, please," said the young man now realizing that this was a friend of Quatre Winner and now felt terribly stupid for talking down to the man. He mentally crossed his fingers that Duo wouldn't tell Mr. Winner of his poor attitude.

Duo followed the boy amused at his sudden change in attitude but kept his cool as to make sure this boy would sweat it out for a couple of days before he realized he didn't tell Quatre anything. It wasn't his style, but he did like seeing the little asshole squirm.

The boy lead Duo to an elevator and once it opened the boy got in after Duo and pressed the button for the fourteenth floor.

"I can handle it from here. You should go back out and greet other guests, since you did such a great job making me feel welcome," said Duo with a grin.

The boy not sure what to do obliged to not get in any more trouble than what he was possibly in already and walked out of the elevator. As soon as the elevator door closed Duo laughed and hoped that the boy learned a lesson.

With a bing, the elevator door opened to reveal the luxurious fourteenth floor of the restaurant. The carpet was a rich maroon color, had chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, tall marble columns supporting the very high ceiling, and had huge bay windows to see the city as it was the top floor.

"Welcome sir, shall I escort you to Mr. Winner's table?" asked a young man politely.

"Yeah," said Duo as he followed the boy who wore a white button down dress shirt, black slacks, and dress shoes.

And as Duo suspected the few other tables that were on this floor were empty and he could make out Quatre's blond hair and as he got closer he could see Michael's head as well.

"Mr. Winner, one of your guests has arrived," said the boy as Duo took his seat and walked back to the entrance of the floor.

"Duo, glad you could make it," said Quatre with a smile.

Duo ruffled Michael's hair, which looked different from this morning, a little darker, possibly the lighting Duo thought.

"So how's it going Quat? How's the tank?"

"I'm doing well, just had a board meeting over some stuff going on at the hospital. It was a total t-shirt and pants day but it wouldn't look good at that meeting."

"Well, you look comfy from here," said Duo as Quatre normally did dress up even when he didn't have anything high class to do, but that was just Quatre's style.

"Thanks," Quatre said with a slight chuckle.

"Say, if you had a meeting, who did you Macky stay with?" asked Duo.

"Tell him I said that if he really thinks that I'm incorrect, then he can stop by my office. Oh, and don't forget that I'm booked with appointments for the next two months. I know, but just tell him I said that and send me an email with his response, I'm trying to have lunch with my husband."

Duo raised his hand to prevent both Michael and Quatre from speaking as Dorothy's unmistakable voice could now be heard as she approached the table and put her phone down.

"Duo, a pleasure as always. How are the biscuits today?" said Dorothy with a grin as she tossed part of her platinum blond hair away from her body.

"They're fine, they say hello by the way," said Duo.

"Uncle Quatre, are they going to bring our food soon?" asked Michael sheepishly.

"They haven't brought our food, haven't they," said Dorothy grimly.

"I'm sure they will Michael, sometimes it just takes long to cook three steaks and a burger. It should be—"

Quatre was caught off by Dorothy on the phone talking to someone and saying that it had been over an hour and they had yet to even get appetizers.

"Michael, love, they'll be right up," Dorothy said with a smile as she placed her phone back on the table.

"I swear, how did you two meet again? You two are so different!" exclaimed Duo by Dorothy's actions but not at all surprised.

"Uh, well, you see…" Quatre started as he looked in Dorothy's direction as she smiled and would not help explain their meeting.

"We were both on the fencing team for Harvard and when we were competing amongst each other, she lunged, I tried to dodge, but ended up being hit but her sword shattered. I wasn't hurt but I was taken to the university clinic and Dorothy waited for results to make sure she didn't hurt me," Quatre said still embarrassed by the whole incident.

"Babe, you were bleeding. I couldn't afford to be sued by someone who gives me a run for my money, literally," said Dorothy with a small giggle, "but after that we didn't talk much, we never did, but I couldn't stop thinking about him for some reason and I decided to test that. So, our second year of college we were both taking a psychology class and we were going over conditioning animals and tried it on humans and I volunteered Quatre to be the "pet" and I was the "trainer." I would click the clicker as a form of praise for him doing what I wanted him to do, but the poor boy had no idea what I had in mind."

"I'm sure he still has no idea what goes through your mind," said Duo with a laugh.

"It got to the point where he didn't know what I wanted him to do but as he got closer to me, he got the hint and blushed. After a while and some mixed reactions from the class and the professor, he finally kissed me, and that's when I knew that I was in love with him," continued Dorothy, ignoring Duo's comment.

Duo laughed at their story as it was the most unique and farfetched one that he had ever heard and seeing Quatre red with embarrassment, it had to be true.

"So, you made Quatre kiss you Dorothy?" asked Michael a bit confused.

"No, he didn't have to. We could've waited all day, even if he didn't do it."

"Oh, but I thought you kissed someone when you love them," said Michael now more confused.

"Of course love. You kiss someone when you love them," she said as she lent over and kissed Michael on the forehead, "and that's what he did. He just didn't know he loved me yet," said Dorothy sweetly and gave a wink towards Quatre, which only made Duo laugh harder. To Quatre's relief though, there was a bing noise, signaling them that their food had arrived.

"So, keep in touch Yuy with that Martly case. I really do have a feeling he might know something about the other murder. So far though, it hasn't caught much interest at the office yet but that could be because it's only the first case," said Barton as they rode the elevator from the tenth floor of the restaurant to the ground level.

"Hn, I agree," said Heero as the elevator door opened and was caught off guard by a very familiar voice.

"Daddy!"

Heero turned and sure enough saw Michael stopped dead in his tracks and flushed red from embarrassment by calling out for his dad in the company of strangers. Heero made his way to Michael and picked him up and nodded towards Quatre, Dorothy, and Duo. Heero's embarrassment would be Michael's relief, therefore the right action on his part.

"My, my, who's this cutie," said Bloom as she made her way towards the group followed by Trowa.

Heero adjusted Michael so that he was now facing the agents.

"Catherine, Trowa, this is my son, Michael. Michael, this are special agents, Catherine Bloom and Trowa Barton."

Michael shyly put his hand out and shook their hands as he had seen other adults do when meeting people.

"Aww, Yuy, he's so cute," said Bloom making Michael flush even more.

Heero was feeling uncomfortable by Trowa and Catherine peering into his private life, that he himself was still dealing with but couldn't afford to let it slip or else the consequences would be terrible for everyone.

"And these are Michael's God-parents. Duo Maxwell, Quatre and Dorothy Winner," finished Heero to introduce everyone to one another.

While everyone was exchanging pleasantries, Heero looked around briefly and saw the shadow of someone walking around the corner and swore that that person was staring at them before they had snuck away.

"Michael, we should get going now, we have to meet with the DA because he won't leave me alone and if I get another phone call from him, well, let's not go there," Dorothy said with a dark smile.

Michael didn't always get Dorothy's sense of humor, but that made it funny for him because she looked amused and he didn't understand why what she said was funny but that made him laugh. Heero had a small smile at hearing Michael laugh and put him down and he walked out with Quatre and Dorothy.

"We should get going too Trowa," said Catherine. Trowa nodded and they both left, as Heero already knew what to do when he caught Martly again. Duo put his arm around Heero, "So those are them, hm? They look like okay people but I also get that uptight vibe. Kinda like you," Duo said teasingly.

"Hn," Heero got out of Duo's grasp and went out of the restaurant and Duo followed.

"Bye Daddy!" said Michael as he got into Dorothy's black and gold BMW M6. She reached over and put on a pair of goggles on the boy and after he buckled in and put on her big sunglasses, and that the convertible top folded back into the trunk, she waved off at the guys and sped out of the parking lot. Heero normally would be worried, if the driver were anyone but Dorothy. She was probably more skilled than the F.B.I.s tactical courses in driving and knew that Michael was safe with her, and Quatre's goggles were a nice touch.

"Heero, we're having a bar-b-que later today at the house. You guys should drop by," Quatre said as he mounted his Hummer and drove up next to him and Duo and lowered the window.

"Okay, we'll see," said Heero as he looked at Duo. Duo knew Heero had questions to ask by the look he gave him and it more than likely had to do with Jake Martly.

"Alright guys, take care," Quatre said as he drove off after putting on his sunglasses.

"Something you wanna talk about bro?"

"Yeah, my office," said Heero as he got into his truck and drove off as Duo got into his own truck and followed him out.

"Yuy worries me Catherine," said Trowa as he stopped at a traffic light.

"Why's that? He seems like a good guy."

"Not that. This case is odd, and now that Martly escaped, Yuy's white whale that got him his detective position in this city. Remember, he's not from here and he has a kid. No wife, and the boy doesn't have much resemblance to him if anything. He's a potential liability," said her brother coldly as he drove off out of the parking lot and into traffic.

"I see your point," Catheine said with a sigh, "but, he comes highly recommended and he has a clean record. Honestly, Trowa, shit happens and so far he's been dealing well with it and we don't know much about his personal life and we haven't taken interest in it. Well, until now that you have."

"True, but still, we should keep a close eye on him. I just don't want him to loose it on us."

"He'll be fine Trowa, live and let live."

"Fine, but he's still a person of interest," he said.