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My Memory of Her: Where's the birdie?

Heero sat himself down on his couch and needed a break since he had been thinking of a lot of things these past couple of days. Michael padded into the living room in his socks and shorts and sat on the couch with his father and wondered what could have him thinking so hard.

"Daddy, are you thinking about the bar-b-q at Quatre's?"

"No, I was just thinking about work. And I don't want to go to the bar-b-q," said Heero.

"Yeah, Quatre might have to go to the hospital for work."

The door opened and it was Duo who had just gotten back from work and toed off his shoes and tackled Michael on the couch and started tickling him. The boy wailed in laughter and kicked and screamed form the onslaught and Heero watched in amusement and jolted a bit when Michael's foot made contact with his knee. He was surprised the boy could kick so hard but smiled a little at the sight of his boy laughing so hard he was crying and telling Duo to stop in a high pitched voice. Ah, the innocence of boyhood, but alas, that could all change if he only knew the truth. Feeling dirty that he still wasn't able to talk to Michael about the truth, Heero got up and went to his bedroom.

He turned on the light in his bedroom and pulled out a pair of pajama bottoms and a loose t-shirt and threw them on the bed and went to his bathroom and turned on the water for his shower and got in. He let his head get soaked by the warm spray as thoughts of Michael and his mother ran and flooded his mind; he couldn't tell if the shower water was streaming down his eyes or that he was starting to tier up. He hadn't cried before his mom died and Michael was born. It had been eight years since he had seen Michael's mom and wanted to keep it that way, despite what people thought about him being the "perfect soldier" when it came to being a detective, but there was the one thing that would make him human; her and Michael.

"Hey, ya want burgers from down the street?" asked Duo as he walked into Heero's bathroom and looked at his reflection in the mirror as best he could with it starting to fog up.

"Yeah, that'll be fine. Do you remember how I like them?" asked Heero as he was rinsing out his hair.

"Yup, just like Michael!" said Duo as he walked out of the bathroom and his stomach growling.

That made his gut drop. He got out of the shower and wrapped the towel around his waist and went into his bedroom to put some clothes on and saw Michael curled up on his bed with his head on the pillow he uses when he goes to bed. He must've been tired from being with Dorothy today and the District Attorney, as she tends to be busy but never minds having him around. She treats him like a prince. They all do and he was so thankful for that, after all they really helped him make Michael feel at home and made it easier to raise him. Heero put on his pajamas and got into his bed and laid next to Michael and fell asleep as he placed his arm over the boy to protect him. Michael snuggled closer to his father, feeling safe nuzzled in his arms.

…

"Hey, how are you?"

"I'm good, around as usual. You?" asked the figure through his pitch-black sunglasses out of his black truck with dark windows.

"I'm good too man, but I have to go. It was nice seeing you again though," said the older teen as he put his hand out for the man in the truck to shake. They shook hands, the figure waved as he drove off and rolled up the windows of his truck and left the neighborhood he was in.

"Man, that boy is dirty," Duo said as he removed his sunglasses and placed them on his sun visor after he dropped the bag of pot in the cup holder of his truck. He reached for his CB radio.

"This is zero two. Got the grass and I'm going back to base."

"Ten-four zero two," said the dispatcher as Duo hung up the handset near the radio. Upon seeing a dark car across from where he was, he recognized it's license plate and flashed his high beams twice and the car flashed them back once, signaling that the tail was going to be following the boy just as planned.

Duo looked left and right as he crossed the street and was going to pick up some doughnuts for the office, specifically for him and Heero, if he asked nicely that is. Duo grinned at that thought. Pulling around the drive-through of the family owned doughnut shop, he saw a car speed down the road and his CB radio went off.

"Zero two, we have a situation. Engage in pursuit. Suspect is South bound on eighty-eight and flying."

"Negative base, I'm still too close to my target area I can't," said Duo upset that he couldn't do much for still being under cover and they didn't have a safe house near here to be able to switch plates at least.

"Roger."

Duo sighed and slammed his fist on his steering wheel but then saw an all too familiar blue truck speeding on the road as well and he had a bad feeling in his gut.

"Zero one, where is the birdie?" asked Duo worried over his radio.

"I have an egg in the nest. Drop off?"

"Ten four, just stop at a Mickey D's or something. I'm on my way," Duo turned the wheel and maneuvered his truck out of the drive-through, which also had other vehicles in it, and sped off in the direction he saw Heero traveling in. Sure enough, his truck was pulled over at a McDonalds' with his hazards and saw Michael get out of the truck and Duo pulled up to cover the boy from traffic, just incase someone wouldn't see him as leverage for Heero. As soon as Michael opened Duo's truck door, Heero peeled out of the parking lot and headed back on the road and dodged traffic, as another vehicle had become part of the chase and Heero's truck began flashing the red, white, and blue lights that were hidden inside of the vehicle.

"Hey Macky, how are ya?" asked Duo in hopes the boy wasn't too scared.

"I'm okay. Is everything okay though?" asked Micahel worried since he couldn't understand the radio lingo and his dad driving fast, and then being picked up by his uncle with no real explanation.

"Yeah, yeah, everything's cool bud, just that Heero had to catch a bad guy, but I promise he didn't mean to scare you," said Duo as he buckled the boy in his seat.

"Oh, okay," said Michael hoping that his dad would not let the bad guys get away.

Duo drove off from the parking lot and headed back to the office, as he couldn't afford to linger around this area of town since this was his job and if people saw his truck being near an undercover operative, like Heero, it could mean trouble for him and for the case. Although Heero was undercover all of the time, he was known for being ruthless when it came time to getting the job done and had quite a reputation, especially for busting the legendary Jake Martly who a lot of people were involved with.

"So what were you doing with your dad that you were here?" asked Duo wondering why on earth Heero would have taken Michael on a patrol.

"We were going to talk to some people about going to school and as we left, we were going to pick up some food before we went to his office, but then he got a call on his radio and had to go to work," said Michael still a bit spooked.

Duo nodded and remembered that summer was ending soon and that Michael did have to go to school. He had forgotten that he and Heero talked about that a while back and hoped Heero wouldn't pick this area for Michael to go to school in, because even though it was a nice part of town, there were people who dealt all sorts of illegal things and he would fight Heero if he took this area into consideration as to where Michael might go to school.

"Aww, Macky's going to school again! Major bummer my friend," Duo said with a chuckle as Michael nodded too. He wasn't sure if he'd like going to school in this city because it was much bigger than the one he and his dad used to live in. He may not have had many friends, if any, but this big city was something he still wasn't used to but loved that everyone of his family was here.

Michael suddenly felt pressure on his chest as he head jerked forward a bit and the truck came to a halt and he could hear sirens and looked up just in time to see a black car speed across the road in front of them. Thankfully the other cars stopped too and none of them got in the way but the black car looked familiar. Duo took his arm off of Michael's chest and got his handset.

"Zero one, you got company? What's going on?" Duo asked as he still wasn't sure if the coast was clear to continue driving.

"Ten four, feds," said Heero after a few seconds of silence that seemed like hours for Duo and Michael.

"Is Daddy okay?" asked Michael upon hearing his father's voice over the radio.

"Yeah, he's fine Macky," said Duo as he breathed a sight of relief and wanted to get back to the office fast. All of this action was making his stomach sick with nervousness of having Michael around through it all. He sighed, double checked the traffic and continued on, hoping Heero was okay.

…

The truck skidded to a stop and jerked violently at being shifted into Park without being at a stop and Heero jumped out of the truck and ran after the man running away from his abandoned car. The man tripped over a rock sticking out of the ground in the park and he fell and before he could try to get up and continue his escape, he heard the sound of a gun being cocked and looked up to see Heero above him.

"Well fuck me, it's you that's been chasing me," he said with a chuckle.

"Where is he."

"Do you think that I'd honestly tell you?" he scoffed but was soon put back in place by a warning shot fired by his head.

"I'm not going to ask you again," said Heero with his barrel now facing the man's head again.

"There's no fun with you, isn't there?" asked the man now nervous.

Heero put his finger back on the trigger of the gun.

"He's starting again," the man said with a sigh.

"You're not telling me anything."

"That's all I know, I swear to you. Well, that and he's looking for you," the man said with a slight grin.

Heero heard the sounds of hurried footsteps and from his peripheral vision he saw two officers in uniforms walking towards him but Heero kept his eyes on the man.

"Take him in," said Heero keeping his gun and eyes on the man as the cops moved in and placed a pair of handcuffs on the man while saying the Miranda Rights. Heero put his gun down and got out his cell phone.

"False lead, we didn't get anything."

"Hn. I got one of Martly's. I would've thought that you would have gotten one too," said Heero as he walked away from the scene and back to his truck.

"I think that he just got caught up and was used to spare someone else of being caught. He even wet himself when he caught him," said Trowa.

"He's going to be taken to the station and he will be there for interrogation."

"Did he say anything?" asked Trowa.

"Just that he's starting again," said Heero knowing that if he repeated what the man said about Martly looking for him would cause a chain reaction of him going under protective custody or something along those lines and would really piss him off. If Martly had a personal grudge against Heero, it was a personal matter, not a business one.

"We'll be there soon," said Trowa before the line went dead and Heero put his phone in the truck's cup holder, shut off the lights, and began making his way back to the office.

"Where's Michael?" asked Heero over his phone as came upon a traffic light.

"Here's here with me in my office helping me figure out a cross word puzzle. You?"

"Heading back."

"Ah, cool, I'll be waiting for you then," said Duo before ending the call.

…

Heero got to Duo's office but Michael wasn't there and Duo was doing work when he opened the door.

"Where's Michael?" asked Heero.

"Close the door."

Heero closed the door reluctantly and looked back at his brother who was now staring back at him with a serious look on his face.

"What the hell were you doing with Michael while on patrol?"

"I wasn't. We were supposed to talk to a principal and a counselor about Michael attending school near the area, but before I could do that, Mileshaw called and told me that there was something going on," said Heero crossing his arms. He shouldn't have to answer to anyone, even his older brother he thought.

"Why didn't you call me to get him or something?"

"I tried, but your phone was off, so that means you were on a job, and Quatre and Dorothy should not be brought into this," said Heero coldly.

"I guess, I see your point, but damn Heero what if something happened?" asked Duo worried about Heero's wreck less behavior given that he always values his and Michael's life so that he wouldn't be alone in this world if Heero were to die.

"I only chased."

"Heero, that was a thirty, you must've been going seventy," said Duo dramatically.

"Try fifty with hazards," said Heero with a snort.

"Oh…" said Duo realizing that he probably blew the speed issue over proportion because it was Heero and upon hearing that he had Michael with him, it just made him fear that this reopened Martly case would get to Heero.

"Where's Michael?" asked Heero now impatient with his brother.

"He's with Dena," said Duo with a sigh of relief that Heero was still in his cool.

Without another word, Heero left Duo's office and made his way down the hall and saw Michael reading a magazine on a chair with his little legs dangling off of the chair and as Heero knocked on the door, Michael looked up and gave a little sigh of relief.

"Hey," said Dena as she looked up from her computer.

"Thanks for watching him," said Heero as he escorted Michael out of the office and back to his.

"Sorry for earlier, it wasn't supposed to happen," said Heero a bit awkwardly since he wasn't one to apologize, but was still doing his best to get used to it since he owed his son an apology, for the way the events played out earlier and the scare he didn't mean to give him.

"It's okay Daddy," said Michael with a smile glad that his father was okay.

"I'll make it up to you and we'll talk to Quatre and Dorothy about finding a good school," said Heero feeling guilty.

Michael could tell that his father was feeling bad over the situation that he really didn't have control over, even though he didn't know what case his father had on or what the significance or the importance of the case but knew that it was enough to rile his uncle and father up. Despite his feelings he didn't know how to bring it up or if he should talk about it to anyone, even though his family has said that it's good to talk about feelings, well mainly Quatre, but he says that he could talk to anyone of the family about anything that's bothering him. Michael just didn't know how to bring it up but didn't want to make anyone think there was something bothering him, he'd find out in due time, he told himself.

"Michael?" asked Heero for the third time, now worried.

"Huh?" asked Michael dumbly as he was brought out of his thoughts.

"Are you okay?"

"Oh, I'm fine Daddy, just thinking," said Michael while noticing the subtle hint of worry in his father's eyes.

"Hn, let's talk about what you were thinking about over lunch. How about Dairy Queen?" asked Heero curious as to what would distract Michael as much as it had, hoping it wasn't what he feared it would be.

"Yeah!" said Michael excitedly as he loved ice cream, as the days got cooler, especially with French fries.

Heero put on Michael's jacket, put on his own, and made their way to his truck to get some well-deserved lunch and amazing ice cream. Ice cream was something that Heero knew would make Michael happy and possibly make it easier for him to talk to Heero about what he was thinking, and as well as provide Heero with his fix for ice cream and French fries that no one knew he enjoyed.

…

"What do you think?"

"I don't know, it's suspicious but it's all we have."

"They said the other one was nothing but a small fish. He even wet himself when the feds busted him," said the man as he crossed his arms and stared through the glass into the room.

"What a shame, but that means there could be a leak," said the woman still watching the man in the other room.

"I know, and that scares me," he said.

"Well no shit, a leak that high in the chain of command could really screw so many things up Dave," she said.

"Not now Jo, I think things are getting heated," the man said as he pushed the button below the glass to be able to hear what was being said.

…

"I told you, I'm not saying shit."

"You have no choice, you're going to get sent to the slammer anyway, might as well make it easier on yourself John," Trowa said as calm as he could as this man was wearing on his patience.

"Look, we got you, what's to say we won't get Martly next?" said Catherine as she stood next to her brother as he sat on the table with the man.

"Okay fine, you want to hear something that'll catch your interest? Here it goes, Yuy better watch his back," he growled and shoved the desk at the F.B.I. agents.

Trowa caught it and shoved it back, knocking the man to ground along with his chair.

…

"Fuck, we can't have this Dave," she said behind the glass.

"You're telling me Mileshaw, anyway get someone in there to get that scum bag out of there."

"Do you think we can get him and Martly put away for good again? I mean, you weren't the DA that put them away last time, but still. Can you?" Mileshaw asked.

"I don't know if I can… I tell you one thing though, there's one woman who could but I already pissed her off," said the man with a sigh.

"Well, you better do a good job, especially if the rumors about her are true."

…

"Do you think he was bluffing?" asked Catherine as the door open and two officers entered the room to take the man out.

"No way to tell, but I have a feeling that if we tell him, he won't care," said Trowa as he made his way out of the office after the man was taken out.

"I know…"