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My Memory of Her: Winding Roads

"So you met Marie Welch after she had already met Heero Yuy. Am I understanding that correctly?" Garret asked. He wasn't too sure about this part of the story as it confused him, he would've thought that it was Seth who met her first. But, apparently not.

Seth nodded, "Yes, I met her when I first started working."

"And what is your job and where do, or did, you work?" Garret asked.

Dorothy rolled her eyes; she hated his presentation shit. She had people to do and things to see. She mentally sighed as she bit her tongue from not telling off Garret for not wanting to go to jail. Certain female population of the facility fancied her. They thought she played on the same team, and boy were they wrong.

"I'm a Middle School teacher and I used to work at Coronado Junior High," Seth answered.

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Flashback

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Heero waited in the parking lot as it was almost time for class to be released at Coronado Junior High, and he would wait for Marie to get out as well. He looked at his phone and saw that he had a text message. Still having trouble adjusting to such a fashion of communication when he was so used to emails, he was still wary of it due to there not being much security behind it.

He opened the thin flip phone and saw that it was from Duo and being that this could be an emergency or he got lost. Upon opening it, it was a text message filled with the repetitive symbol of colon and the asterisk. Heero raised an eyebrow not sure what the symbols meant and even more clueless that they meant kissy faces. Duo know that Heero went to pick up Marie after she got out of work.

Just as Heero was going to close the phone he was almost started by a sudden knock on his passenger window. He looked up and saw Marie and some man. Keeping his face in its stoic expression, he unlocked the doors and looked out from the tinted windows.

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End Flashback

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"And how long did you work there and did you keep in pretty constant contact with Marie?" Garret asked.

Seth nodded, "Here and there, mainly when we were walking the halls and every so often when going to our vehicles. Later though, we spent more time together."

Heero clenched his fists under the table with his white knuckles standing out from his black slacks. Dorothy was wondering how much, or little, would it take for Heero to jump over the table and beat Seth to a pulp. That thought made her smile, because if he did that, then he could kick Garret's ass too while he was at it.

"And is there logical reason to assume that you and Marie Welch had sexual intercourse?" Garret asked probing Seth even more.

"Objection your Honor, this is a court room not a pornographic studio," Dorothy said on behalf of Heero who she knew could and would kill them both without a second thought. She had seen him in action and knew him more than Heero knew himself. She studied people and could read them easily; even then Heero was not an easy one to read.

"But your Honor, this is the reason why we are here in dispute of the proper custody of a child who is biologically my client's," Garret says appalled at hearing Dorothy's objection.

The Judge sighed, "Over ruled Miss Catalonia, but I do want this matter to be conducted in a proper and respectful manner. Not only because I am a lady, and this is a court room, but because you are speaking about the mother of an innocent child who is probably unaware of the current situation. Do I make myself clear?"

Garret nodded and continued the interrogation of his client for the purpose of the court.

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Flashback

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Marie paced back and forth in the bathroom; she didn't know what to do. Here she was in Heero's apartment that wasn't too big or too small, just right actually for the young bachelor. But she couldn't deny her feelings anymore, but how would Heero react to her telling him? To top it all off, she thought that her presence was making Heero uncomfortable because he did drink enough, that in her opinion would make him a little tipsy.

Heero was in the kitchen and was nursing some whiskey that Duo had gotten him, since Heero wasn't twenty-one yet but as Duo had put it, it was liquid courage and he needed it bad. Heero was never one to lack courage or purpose to do what he had to do, but this was the first time he ever had to deal with feelings and emotions. Normally, he killed them and put them aside and were never heard from again, but these types of feelings didn't let him. It was as if they demanded his attention and would never stop, not even if he was around Marie, they only intensified. He really wanted to tell her about these feelings, though Duo had already bluntly told him: "You're in love you idiot. Are you that dense up there?" followed by Duo then knocking on his head in which Heero then punched him in the gut.

He was afraid that what Duo had said was true because this was something he was at an utter loss for words. And Marie also seemed a little off, there was something going on. Maybe, she knows what's going on with me and wants nothing to do with me or it?

Heero's thoughts continue to whirl and cause storms in his normally intricate brain full of plans of action for many practical situations but never for matter of the heart, which surpass logic and any other laws man binds itself to. As well as how he was feeling about Marie, he also felt this strange feeling that afternoon he went to pick up her from work to take her to her car which was in the shop. That man, Seth, that was his name, he had a look in his eyes that made him worry. This was why he had asked her to dinner and now they ended up back at his apartment and what was he to do?

Marie was worried, she had no clue that Heero was getting jealous of Seth for she saw him as nothing more than a co-worker and a colleague. She didn't see him not even close as to how she saw Heero, but how could she tell him? He was always so in control of his emotions and thoughts, how could she break that wall to get through to him and tell him that she has strong emotional feelings with him. Even with those thoughts, they were being contradicted by Heero inviting her out to dinner and then how they ended up back at his apartment. He had never invited her out, she always invited him, and now this was the first time she had seen and been in his apartment, was he feeling what she was too? And if so, how far was this evening going to go? It wasn't feeling like a normal date, there was something else in the air and they both couldn't figure it out.

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End Flashback

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Heero was about to flip whoever had placed a hand on his shoulder over the table and beat them senseless like he was trained to do so, especially with how aggravated, frustrated, angry, and hurt; he needed to let it out.

"Ease up buddy, you're going to have a stroke if you keep it up," Duo whispered as he had seen Heero's hands white with the pressure and force that he had them shut. They hadn't moved in over thirty minutes, and that wasn't healthy, was it? Heero was always the quiet one and was very still in comparison, but he had to be there for his little brother. Heero had always been there for him and took on all of the roles of being the elder sibling without even being asked or being discussed. Duo always felt like a horrible brother because he felt that there was nothing he could do, but now he could. He could be there for his adopted brother, and his brother's adopted son. They'd both have the brother and uncle they needed, he wouldn't leave them alone.

Dorothy saw the gesture as Duo was leaning over the divider and seeing that Heero didn't even react she felt bad. So she looked back, with her game face on as always, and just motioned for him to sit down. Duo did as he was told, they were in Dorothy's world now and she was the one who knew what to do or say.

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Flashback

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Heero was now sipping a glass of water, as he didn't want the alcohol to get to him because he wasn't one to drink so this was also a new thing for him. Duo said it would help him. He looked up as Marie walked in the kitchen.

Marie smiled at him as she walked in, but Heero could tell that it wasn't a genuine one but a polite one.

"Sorry if the bathroom is a little small. I've never had company before," Heero apologizes as he sets his glass down in the sink.

"Oh, no, it's perfectly fine. Don't worry about it," Marie said smiling that smile again. It was starting to kill Heero instead of making him feel alive like it normally did.

"Hn," was all Heero could say. It was what he said to most people but now he didn't even know what to say to Marie so he used it as more self defense that to be rude.

"Thank you for dinner Heero, it was great and thank you for letting me into your home," Marie said as she went to get her jacket from the couch. She wanted to go home as she was starting to feel uncomfortable since neither one of them knew what exactly they were feeling or wanted to do.

Shit, what am I going to do? Heero thought to himself, and that was the first time in many years that he had had that phrase run through his mind. He couldn't think of what to do and just watched her gather her things and slowly walked towards her; he was now on autopilot.

Marie looked back and smiled at him, she couldn't tell that he was upset and sad that she was leaving, his face and his expressions were the same that they had always been. She put her hand on the door and then felt a hand around her upper arm, she turned back and Heero was there.

"Hee-"

"Stay," Heero interjected before she could finish her sentence.

Marie looked into his cobalt blue eyes and saw something she had never seen in them before. There was a glint of something, but she couldn't tell what it was.

"I should go, I have to work tomorrow," Marie said sadly. She didn't know what was going on but decided that she would just have to get rid of her emotions, she didn't want to hurt Heero. He was only twenty, she was a few years older and wasn't sure what he was going through either. She had never had any brothers and only a couple of boyfriends, she didn't know what went through a young man's thoughts.

"Please," Heero pleads. He had never uttered those words before at all and much less to anyone in person.

Marie looked into his eyes as they looked into his and it looked like they were teary or glassy, she couldn't tell. But emotion took over and she leant in and kissed him passionately and Heero reciprocated as best he could

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End Flashback

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"Master Michael, is there anything you would like to do today?" Rashid asked the little boy as he observed him eat his cereal cutely as he kicked his socked feet back and forth.

"Mm, can we see daddy?" Michael asked. First pensively as he thought about it but then perked up at the possibility of seeing his father. He already missed him very much, and it hadn't even been very long. When he was away with Relena, they were in constant communication. If not over the phone, via text message. Duo had to teach them and Heero had to learn Michael's version of spelling words filled with typos. It took a lot of deciphering, but just as Heero was the only one who understood what Michael said with a pacifier in his mouth, the same principal applied.

"Perhaps, later on in the evening. Would you like to go to a park or something that you would enjoy?" Rashid asked sitting down next to young Michael.

"Mm, okay," Michael said down trotted. He wasn't too happy that he couldn't see his daddy, but hopefully the giraffes would make him smile and feel better.

"Very well, I will prepare the water for you. Which bath would you like to use?" Rashid asked as he stood up and rolled up his sleeves.

"Daddy's please," Michael said, if he couldn't see his dad, maybe catching a whiff of his scent or seeing something that he wore the other day might make him feel better.

Rashid nodded and went into Heero's bathroom and began preparing the water for the tub as Michael padded behind him.

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"Thank you for meeting,"

"With us sir."

The man just nodded as he sipped his tea from the pristine white china tea cup and made a motion for the two twins to continue speaking as his time was much more costly than anyone could afford.

"We spoke to Madam Catalonia and she said that," George said.

"You would be able to get us some paper work that she had requested from you," finished Aaron. They were both very nervous, as they had never dealt with the man before, never over the phone, and much less in person. They had only dealt with his private and personal assistant; who was glaring at them from behind her round glasses.

He didn't say a word and just put his cup down and reached over to his side and pulled out a packet of manila folders and slide it over to them.

George and Aaron both grabbed the bundle and brought it closer to them while not removing it from the table, but enough to know that they accepted the package.

Aaron handed a slim folder to him in return and with one of his white-gloved hands, he brought it over to himself and opened it to verify its contents. Nodding with his satisfaction, he stood up an left as his assistant stepped over to make way for him but to also show the young boys that this meeting was over.

George and Aaron got up and took the folders with them and made their way out of the empty restaurant and back to their car and set the folders on their lap as they got in. It was George's turn to drive so it took him a while longer to be able to check the folders, but Aaron was already reading and scanning them.

"Is it what she had said that would be relevant to the case?" George asked as he turned on the car and it roared to life.

"Yeah dude, and well, I didn't think she was going to be able to pull it off, but she will with this information. Look," Aaron leaned over and showed his twin brother certain parts of the papers he had briefly looked over.

George let out a low whistle, "Yeah, that's intense. Alright, lets get back to the office and sort it out before we get it to her for the case."

Aaron nodded, "I'll send her the text like she wanted."

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As Dorothy sat in her chair listening to Garret and Seth rant about pointless shit she didn't care about and then felt her inner coat pocket vibrate. She pulled out her Blackberry that she used for business and hide it under the table to read whatever alert she had just been notified of.

"We got the folders. We're heading over to the office to sort it out."

She was satisfied that the meeting went well and that the two hopefully didn't trip over one another or that one of them were to break down crying from the stress of it.

"Your Honor, I hate to interrupt, but I motion for a recess,"

"Miss Catalonia, why is that?" The judge asked highly annoyed with Dorothy interrupting Seth's story.

"Because, I have to go to the lady's room. You know, something only a lady would know about," Dorothy shoots out as she grabs alligator skin purse and walks to the back to head to the bathroom without proper dismissal from the judge. Everyone was shocked at what they had just happened and Dorothy's heels echoing were the only thing heard until she forced open the doors to go to the bathroom.

"I have no other choice. We will break for a ten minute recess for Miss Catalonia to take her Midol," the Judge ordered and slammed her gavel and walked away to her chambers.

"Okay, Quatre, you have to put out more often dude! She obviously isn't getting laid," Duo said breaking the awkward silence and making the light skinned blonde glow red with shame and embarrassment. He didn't know what to do or say to that, but he knew that Dorothy knew what she was doing.

Heero sighed heavily and took his first sip of the cold filtered water that the judicial system provided for the plaintiff, defendant, and their respective attorneys. All of this interrogation was making things worse for him because he was forced to live with memories he was struggling to suppress in order to continue to live and be able to care for Michael. Her beloved son.

Mileshaw, Barton, and Bloom, all reached into their pockets and pulled out their Blackberries that were also two-way radios and all received the same message: Code Red, high profile target #97321

"Yuy, you stay here and do not leave until properly escorted. Maxwell, you will have to come with us and we will send for Michael," Mileshaw ordered as she shoved her phone back in her pocket and marched out of the courtroom without another word. That case number belonged to Martly and if he was moving it could mean too many things and with Heero and Michael being separated and vulnerable, she didn't want to risk their safety.

Duo ran after Mileshaw, he had a feeling it had something to do with Martly and he'd pry out the information out of Mileshaw before anything else happened.

Heero clenched his fists again, there was nothing he could do trapped here in this God forsaken courtroom where the child he was chosen to guard, protect, and raise would be taken away by his fuck up of a father and there was not a damned thing he could do.

"I can get him if you want me to," Trowa Barton said carefully as he approached Heero.

"No. Don't fucking touch him," Heero said sternly in his stoic voice.

"Some stranger will then barge in and take him away, is that what you want?" Trowa asked pushing the subject matter further.

Heero rapidly reached over, grabbed Trowa by the collar and drug him over the table he had to sit at with Dorothy, knocking down the water and other papers, and he flew into the wall that was at least ten feet away.

Quatre was about to go over to Heero but bumped into Katherine who was on her way to pull out her gun and put Heero under arrest for assaulting an officer.

"You better not fucking move bitch, that is my client and I am packing more heat that you and your brother have put together and if you get near him or Quatre again, I will make sure that I play golf with your ovaries if they aren't dried up yet, got it?" Dorothy bellowed as she slammed open the wooden door that kept the room closed and marched to Katherine as five officers could be seen following her.

Seth and Garret were now utterly confused and frightened for their lives with all of the fueled violence that was going on in the courtroom and with armed officers storming in; quite frankly it was nothing like what they were used to. Seth gulped; thank God he had left Martly. Heaven knows what drama that freak gets into.

As the officers entered the courtroom after being instructed by Mileshaw that Heero Yuy was a person of interest in a high profile case involving the escaped convict Martly. Dorothy had walked out just in time to walk in before them and didn't see that Heero had thrown Trowa, but she did catch Katherine shove Quatre and reach for her gun and that Heero was in a defensive stance.

"Everybody don't move. The court will be back in session after you idiots get yourselves together. It is not safe for the judge to enter and Mr. Yuy has to be sitting next to us," one of the leading officers said as he got closer to them with his gun drawn.

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