A/N: Hey all, I finally got down to being able to refresh my memory with how this story is going to go and it's going to be a bit of a longer story than I expected. I was afraid it would end up short, what a pleasant surprise! Anyway, in a few days, not quite sure, my website Macedonia Avalon(dot)com will be shut down temporarily. I'd like to thank Beautiful Innocence for her review! Much love as always! Anyway, enough talk. On to the update! Hope y'all like it!

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My Memory of Her: Reality Awakening

"Heero, no, leave those in," Duo says scolding Heero as he was yanking off the monitors that were placed on him and next were the IV needles.

"Duo, what the hell am I doing here?" Heero asks. He needed to know, what happened with Dorothy? The papers he gave her? Where was Michael?

"You were in a bad accident Heero, stay down! Nurse!" Duo calls trying to restrain Heero.

"Now, I only play the nurse when I'm with Quatre but do I have to do so for you too Yuy?" Dorothy asks with a sarcastic smirk.

"Daddy!" Michael shouts pushing through Dorothy, Quatre, who was blushing, Duo and climbs up to Heero's bed and hugs him tightly.

Heero calms down and holds his son, his beloved son and takes in his scent. He missed him. Michael did the same with Heero, it was torture for him not to have his dad for two weeks.

Quatre smiles seeing the two and so does Duo, they were glad that they were finally able to reunite. He saw how worried Michael was everyday wanting, hoping, wishing, and praying for Heero to wake up. It wasn't easy to tell the boy every day that that day could be the day that his dad would wake up. He woke up every day at six in the morning and went to bed at ten thirty at night, in anticipation of being awake when his dad woke up.

"Daddy, I missed you! If you were so tired you should've taken a nap!" Michael scolds for scaring him for so long.

Heero nods looking down at his innocent son, "I'm sorry."

A nurse walks in and sees that everything is okay and smiles, Heero had just yanked off the medical stuff to monitor his health but everything seemed okay. "Alright Mr. Yuy, I'm going to check your vitals and page the doctor to give you a physical examination in order to see if your body has recovered properly and to see how long it will take you to be able to go home and back to your son," she says as she begins pulling out a stethoscope, arm band, and thermometer.

Michael scoots so that he wasn't away of the nurse, he wanted her to say his dad could go home now. After the nurse was done, she jots down information on a tablet and then looks back at Heero. "Everything seems okay and now to let the doctor know," she then looks down and sees Quatre was the Primary Care Physician. It just so happened he was under the care of another doctor while he was taking care of other business matters in the Middle East but he was updated every time someone checked up on Heero.

"Oh, Dr. Winner, well, the patient seems fine but you have to do a physical on him to make sure," the nurse says. Thankfully she read who the doctor was before stepping out and making herself look like a total idiot.

Quatre nods smiling, "I will and I'll get the forms to you as soon as I'm done." He says as he removes a stethoscope for himself, his personal one that he left here with Heero, and puts it around his neck. "Alright guys, please excuse us. You can wait outside," Quatre says in a professional tone.

"Yes doctor!" Duo says and scoops up Michael and takes him out and Dorothy lingers around before following Duo out.

"Okay Heero, now you haven't moved from being in the bed for two weeks. See if you can move on your own to get your legs on the side off the bed, but do not try to stand," Quatre orders.

Heero manages to move his body to be able to get his legs off the side of the bed, it was a struggle but he did it.

Quatre nodded smiling, "Good. Now I'm going to check your lungs, heart, ribs, kidneys and stomach. They were injured in the accident." He then undoes Heero's robe and places the scope at his chest, back, thumps and feels his sides and abdomen.

Heero didn't question the accident, he didn't remember it but if Duo and Quatre said he was in one, he must've been in one.

Quatre clicked the pen that he pulled out of his pocket and starts writing information down on the tablet that had Heero's medical forms and other side notes after checking his eyes and reflexes as well. "Now, I'm going to recommend one week of physical therapy so that you can make sure you can stand on your own two feet and if you or we think you need more, I'll issue another order for it; given your job and type of work you do," Quatre says as finishes writing.

"I don't need it," Heero says matter of factly. He didn't need it and he didn't want it. He'd be fine.

Quatre shook his head, "No Heero, you need the therapy in order to be able to assure that your strength comes back and to see if there's any hidden damage that we cannot see."

"Hn," Heero says and with some effort stands on his own two feet. He felt like they might give, but they didn't look like it. He wasn't just anyone; he was Heero Yuy.

Quatre watches in awe, he really didn't need it most likely but this was something he wasn't sure if he could let slide. "Bend down to touch your toes to check for any back injuries to your spine or muscles," he orders.

Heero bent down to touch his toes and winced as he did.

"Now I'm going to check for hernias. Please stand back up," Quatre says as he turns back and opens the draw of the little white plastic medical cupboard and slips on two latex gloves. He turns back and squats down and feels for any hernias as he asks Heero to couch a couple of times.

Quatre signed off that Heero was to be discharged in three hours to allow him to be able to continue to stretch his legs, kept his fluids up, ate, and mentally prepared to answer and deal with all the other pending issues with Mileshaw and the F.B.I. Reluctantly, Heero agreed.

Duo notified Mileshaw of Heero's new condition and she was thrilled and on her way to see him, though he warned her that she better not bring any one else with her. He wanted Heero to rest and not have to even see Barton or Bloom. She made no promises on the F.B.I. as she made her way to the hospital.

"You all can come on in now," Quatre said after making sure that Heero had put his gown back on and taking his gloves off.

Michael beamed as Duo brought him back in and let Heero hold him, "Say, is there anything I can get you, like food?" he asks.

Heero nods as he held Michael close, "burger, fries, and shorts."

Duo nods making half assed mental notes of what to bring Heero as he was too excited to be able to really focus on anything else but the fact that Heero was okay and awake.

…

A while later Duo returned with a small backpack that indeed had smuggled fast food in for Heero and Michael, as well as a t-shirt and shorts for Heero with some old sneakers. Just as he was about to run down the hall to Heero he looked back and sure enough there was a tall man walking in his direction with bangs in his face. He sighed and quickly got to Heero before Trowa could. Didn't anyone know how to give people a break anymore? He thought as he shoved the bag to Heero.

"The case did largely go suspended due to the now high risk that was involved in with Martly therefore all that was being done was paper work and some other side investigation by the F.B.I. due to me restricting activity on the case. And in no way am I giving Martly any slack, the DA knows this man is not going to get anything but life. Anyway, the reason why I'm doing this is to allow him to feel more confident that he can continue to do what he's doing, in order to be able to get a better grasp of him and so that you can personally take him down," Mileshaw informs before being interrupted by a knock.

Trowa was standing at the door and raised his hand before Duo could interrupt him, "I just wanted to confirm that Yuy was awake. That's all." And he left as silently as he came in. Duo rolled his eyes, "Thank God!" Dorothy raised a brow; she would've kicked him out in a minute anyway, as well as Mileshaw, Duo, Quatre and Michael. She had business to discuss with Heero. Now that she pondered about it, it might not be a good thing to bring it up now but then again, how else would she be able to speak to him without anyone around? She shrugged that thought off; she'd have George or Aaron call him in.

…

Seth slammed open the door to the garage of the hideaway house that Martly was staying at furiously.

Martly looks at him with a confused look on his face as he puts the razor blade down and on the table with a small pile of white powder; it hadn't been touched it yet. "Dude, what the hell crawled up your ass?" he asks bewildered.

Seth slams the door shut again, "Don't fuck with me Martly. You know damn well what you did." He was pissed off.

Martly looks even more confused, "Dude, what are you talking about? I haven't done anything to you. I know that you're usually busy until five. I mean if you're pissed that I scored some snow, I'll share dude, you know I'm not cheap."

Seth blinks and analyzes what was going on. Martly, really didn't know what he was asking about, right? He takes a deep breath, he'd been Martly's friend since pre-school, he knew him very well and he wasn't stupid. A dumb ass, different, and a serious businessmen, but not stupid.

"Seth?" Martly asks standing up from the couch he was sitting on when Seth came in. He didn't understand what was going on, was Seth on something?

"Someone called me and then sent me this," Seth said placing his iPhone on the desk. If he hadn't had bought the new phone he wouldn't have received it. The one time he decided to get some fresh technology and new while it was still hot, this had to happen, right?

Martly picked up the phone and stared at it. He looked confused and then after a while longer of staring at the picture he realized what it was and looked back up at Seth, "Who sent you this?"

Seth shrugged dramatically, "I don't fucking know! And it was sent while I was at work! The last thing I need is someone doing this shit to me while at work Martly." He slammed his fist against the wall for emphasis.

"I did not send this. I'm no even responsible for this Seth, I swear!" Martly vowed as he stared at the image. It was not his style, not for a long shot. This was far too neat.

"I can't even fucking track it, the number is from a fake number and there is nothing else I can do because who else can I show this too?" Seth demanded. He was upset, he was bothered at work, his students or fellow staff could've seen the photo, and most of all it scared him.

"I know, but give me a while with this, please, then I'll do something. Don't worry Seth, they won't do anything to you. I promise," Martly said as he looked up at Seth with determination.

Seth sighed and sat down, "go ahead and stare at it for a while. I'm probably going to have to get rid of it and get another one in order to be able to not have that happen again. Also, I want to know who did this Martly. Seriously, get to it."

…

Dorothy walked into her spotlessly clean office and looked at George and Aaron who were typing away on their phones. Not their iMacs. She walked over to see what they were doing, "Boys?"

Both flinched and looked up in surprise, they didn't expect to see her so soon and they both put their phones away quickly and embarrassed.

Dorothy rolls her eyes, "It's no use hiding them from me. You're lucky that you do use those for work as well. By the way, I got caught up with Quatre so I didn't pay your phone bill online as usual. Here." She set her purse down on the counter, fished out her checkbook that she hardly used, signed and dated it and handed it to George, as he was closer. "Fill in the amount, I never check what it is anyway. Be sure to do it on your way home. Dismissed."

She put her purse back in her hands and started walking to her office as her heels clicked and echoed in the empty building. She had some work to do.

"And before I forget, one of you needs to make a note to contact Heero Yuy as soon as possible. Make sure he confirms and let me know if there is any other pertinent information. Also, if he needs to be escorted, do so," Dorothy calls from her office as she started to look at the papers that were left there and other matters she had to attend to. It was only four in the afternoon, but she wanted peace so she was sending her assistants home.

"Yes ma'am!" Both George and Aaron call as they quickly write down the information on a sticky note before they left. It had been a slow day for them, as all the other ones while Dorothy was out were very hectic.

After hearing that the door closed and was locked, Dorothy sat in her seat and opened up the brown envelop that Heero brought to her two weeks ago and rereads what is inside of it. This was going to be tough. Even for Heero.