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Family Ties	By : Deb Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 19194 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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So sorry for the delay in posting more of this up. We've had one thing after another here in Aussie, first it was a Cyclone (hurricane to all my American friends) and then a major bush fire which fortunately stopped 2kms away from where I live. Unfortunately, it destroyed 72 homes and damaged another 32. Luckily there was no loss of human life.
Anyhoo, here's part 115 and part 116 will be following immediately.

Thanks for reading and for your patience!

“Family Ties”

January 2007 – ShenLong

Chapter 115

Having gotten Heero’s consent for the ovary to be removed, Sally wasted no time in getting back to her patient. After reassuring Heero he’d made the right decision, she went back through to the operating room, pausing to re-scrub up and put on a fresh mask and gloves.

Closing his eyes, Heero rested his head back against the wall. His mind was running in circles. He could only hope and pray that Sally would be able to keep Duo and their unborn child safe, help him through this pregnancy and deliver a healthy child at the end of it.

When Une returned several minutes later, she found Heero slumped in his seat, a worried look on his face. She handed the child and the warmed baby food over without a word and sat down. If Heero wished to tell her what was going on, he would.

Taking Keitaro, Heero sat the child on his lap and reached for the bowl of food. Setting the bowl down on the small table in the room, he scraped some of the food onto the spoon and began to feed his son. As he worked so his mind became clearer. He was aware of Une sitting quietly beside him and decided he needed to share what Sally had discussed with someone, and neither Wufei or Trowa were back yet.

Clearing his throat, he turned to his Commander and began to speak.

Une sat and listened, her heart breaking even further for the agent and his partner. This was so unfair. When the young man had finished, she placed a hand on his arm. “Yuy, I am so very sorry all this has happened, if there was something I could say, something I could do to change it all, I would.”

Heero turned his sad, blue eyes to the Commander. “I know, and thank you.”

A soft noise alerted the pair to Trowa and Wufei’s arrival, the two agents shuffling into the waiting room, several items in Wufei’s arms. Feeling the sadness in the air, both men were on alert. Wufei dropped the food he was carrying to the table and pulled a couple of chairs closer to the Commander and Yuy. Trowa propped his crutches against the wall and hopped over to sit in one of the chairs. Once Wufei was seated, the pair turned their attention to Heero.

“What has happened?” Wufei asked going directly to the point.

Wiping the baby’s mouth, Heero settled the spoon into the now empty bowl and tossed the wipes into the trash. He took a breath, steadied his frayed nerves and keeping his eyes on his son, informed Trowa and Wufei of the latest development in Duo’s surgery.

Both men sat in stunned silence as Heero told them of Sally’s findings and the result. Heero’s voice hitched when he told them that Duo would no longer have his ovary and both Trowa and Wufei gave soft sighs of relief when they knew the current baby was okay so far.

Having heard all the details, both men offered their support and best wishes, knowing it was the least they could do.

With nothing more to be said and nothing to do other than wait, the three men and child settled themselves in for the long haul. Une excused herself, needing to get back to her office and check on the progress of Agent Wind and the shuttles, not to mention see how the legal team was coming along with their case against Barton.

* * *

[Satellite XRB 23]

“That’s everywhere searched a second time, sir,” the agent informed Mercury as the various teams met up again in the Dome hangar.

“Thank you.” Mercury turned to Zechs. “If there was anyone hiding or been missed in the first sweep, we would have found them this time,” he told the other agent.

Zechs nodded. “I agree. The teams have gone over this place with a fine tooth comb. What is the word form the surface teams?”

“One body recovered, that’s all,” Mercury replied.

“I think it’s a pretty safe bet to say we have accounted for everyone then.”

“I would say so.” Mercury gave his teams the go ahead to return to the shuttles. “Come on, we can check on Oil’s progress and get an updated ETA on when that shuttle will be ready to leave. Once we have that we can call in to Headquarters, report in and check if there are any changes to our current orders.”

“Sounds good to me,” replied Zechs.

With the transport shuttle being inside the hangar, Mercury and Wind soon located Oil and received an update on the repair progress. Zechs was quite impressed with how much had already been done to the shuttle. Seemed the crew were working non stop to get the craft ready for space. If all continued according to plan, Oil expected the shuttle to be ready to depart in another eight hours.

With that information and the results of their final sweep, Mercury rounded up the last few stragglers and set out for his shuttle to call in to headquarters. Replacing his helmet, Zechs followed the teams out of the Dome and back onto the surface of the satellite.

* * *

[Preventer Headquarters – Communications]

“Agent Mercury, this is Agent Oak, we copy you loud and clear,” Oak replied as the contact came through.

Informing Oak of their current status on the satellite, Oak paged the Commander who returned to the communications section within minutes. Mercury relayed all the information to the Commander, including the final tally of dead, injured and healthy prisoners. Une was quite impressed with the efficiency, but then again, this is why these agents were in the positions they held.

“Mercury, send through a copy of the data you have compiled so far on all the detainees, including the deceased. The legal team here can start to add them to the case we are compiling against Barton and this group of his. Once you have everything secure aboard your shuttles you are free to return to Earth. Advise both myself and Captain Storm of your ETA at Preventer Shuttle Port as soon as you are space-borne. I’ll arrange for prison transport to meet you at the Port, along with medical staff and transport for the injured. I will have a special vehicle to accommodate Barton.”

Mercury snorted. “Padded or unpadded?”

“Mercury...” Une growled as her lips twitched in the hint of a smile.

“My apologies, Commander.”

There will be several ‘cooler’ transports arrive once the other vehicles have cleared the port and they will transfer the deceased to a morgue capable of handling that volume of bodies.”

“Thank you, Commander.”

“How long until Agent Wind’s shuttle is repaired?”

“Oil estimates another eight hours and it will be ready to go.”

“Good. Wind?”

“I’m here, Commander.”

“Once the shuttle is cleared by Oil, you may leave the satellite at your own discretion. Report directly to me with an ETA once you are able to.”

“Roger that, Commander.”

“Anything else, Agents?”

“Commander? How is Agent Night?” Zechs had been concerned for the young man and not having heard anything his worry was growing.

“Agent Night is currently in surgery and is expected to make a full recovery from his injuries,” Une replied, keeping things to the basic facts as she was well aware of Duo’s unusual make up and she wasn’t about to divulge anything at all along those lines to anyone.

Zechs gave a relieved sigh. “Thank you.”

“If that is all, God speed and I will speak with you all a little later. Commander out.”

“Shuttle 151, out.”

* * *

Quatre gazed out the window of the vehicle as the agent drove quickly towards Preventer headquarters. Everywhere one looked there was evidence remaining of Barton’s Firecell and the upheaval it had caused.

The majority of the population were returning to normal now that the Firecell had been reversed, but it would be sometime before all traces of its effects were completely gone. The rioting had caused damage to many structures, streets looked like war zones, but behind it all one could see the commencement of the clean up.

Yes, it would be sometime all right before everything was back to how it used to be.

“Do you know what the general status of the Earth and the citizens is?” Quatre asked the agent.

“I don't know much, sir,” the agent replied. “I do know that the many government heads have been meeting and arranging to have their emergency plans put into place. I believe that the defense forces are also being called in to assist with the clean up and getting things back to normal.”

“I see. It’s going to take a while though.”

“You can say that again,” the agent snorted. “Funny how you never seem to think just how much we rely on technology until it all goes to hell on you.”

“Maybe it’s time the governments looked at putting into place a measure to prevent this sort of thing from happening again.”

“I agree with you, but the hard part is convincing them all to work together for the good of the people,” the agent replied.

Quatre didn't say anything more, his mind was focused on just what measures could be employed to insure that something like this could never happen again.

The drive continued in silence, Quatre lost in his thoughts, the agent doing his best to get them both safely to Headquarters.

A short while later and the landmarks became more familiar, Quatre perking up at the thought of seeing his lover and friends again.

“Almost there, sir.”

The Preventer building appeared ahead, the agent driving them around the back and into the underground, secure parking area. The agents on the gate checked their ID before allowing them entry. Once the car was parked, Quatre got out and thanked the agent for his trouble. Walking briskly across the concrete, he located the elevator and waited for it to arrive.

Quatre figured he would head directly for the medical section, given the injuries to the others, that seemed the logical place to begin to look for them. The elevator chimed and the doors slid open, Quatre stepping out and into a small foyer type area. A glance at the wall where the floor directory was emblazoned and he turned left. The smell of antiseptic hit his nostrils as soon as he rounded the corner. The nurse’s station lay dead ahead and Quatre aimed for it.

After charming a pretty nurse with his baby blue eyes and innocent expression, he was heading along another corridor in the direction of section three. His footsteps picked up their pace as he heard familiar voices ahead.

Reaching the door to the waiting room for section three, he opened it and stepped inside. The chatter immediately ceased, then...

“Quatre!”

With a beaming smile on his face, Quatre turned to the voice, locating his husband and making directly for him.

Seeing his husband enter the room, Trowa called out Quatre’s name and did his best to stand. He was enveloped in warm arms a moment later.

Heero and Wufei watched the tender exchange, Heero holding his child closer to him as if to reassure himself that his own husband would soon be safely in his arms once more.

“You made it back okay?” Trowa asked when he’d finished kissing his lover senseless.

“I managed to catch a ride on one of the construction shuttles,’ Quatre replied. “How are you? Has the doctor treated you properly?”

“I’m fine,” Trowa replied. “I’ll be on crutches for a while though, damn ankle did get busted,” he growled.

“I’ll make sure you rest it then,” Quatre stated, his mother hen instincts coming to the fore once again.

Trowa shuddered, but then decided he could do with a little pampering.

Once Trowa was seated and comfortable again, Quatre turned to the rest of the group. “How is Duo?”

“He is still in surgery,” Heero replied. “There’s been a minor complication.” Seeing the blonde about to voice his concerns, Heero quickly continued and brought Quatre up to date with all that had transpired.

“Oh, Heero. Whilst it’s good news that Duo will be okay and wonderful that the child is also unhurt, the rest of it is so unfair.”

Heero shrugged. “There isn’t a whole lot we can do about it,” he said softly. “At least we have Keitaro and another on the way. Duo will come through this and spend his days enjoying his children. I’m thankful for that.”

Quatre nodded and got up to place a hand on Heero’s arm. “If there is anything, anything at all I can do to help you, just say and it’s yours.”

“Thank you, Quatre. I appreciate that.”

“I’m going to get some more tea. Would anyone else like anything?” Wufei asked.

With orders for tea and coffee, Wufei left to hunt some down. The remaining three waited patiently for any news on Duo.

[Operating Room]

Margaret looked up from where she was checking Duo’s vitals as Sally stepped back into the operating room. “What did Heero say?” she asked.

“He agreed and consented to the removal of the ovary,” Sally said, her voice heavy.

“Then that’s a good thing, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is. Duo will stand a much better chance of recovery by removing the ovary. Heero also brought up a valid point.”

“Oh? What was that?”

“He asked about IVF and if Duo’s uterus is still okay after this child is born would he be able to carry another child should he want one using the IVF treatment to conceive.”

“That’s an excellent idea,” Nurse Brown responded. “He will still have the choice then to have more children.”

“Yes, I suppose.” Sally’s voice was still weary.

“Why the hesitation? Why the long face?”

“Duo will be able to conceive, I’m pretty certain of that, but...”

“But?”

“We would need to be very careful in selecting a donor egg.”

“Why a donor egg?” asked Margaret, clearly confused.

“Margaret, in case it’s slipped your mind, for conception to take place you need an egg and sperm. Heero can provide the sperm, but Duo is pretty much sterile in that department and will also be sterile in the female sense once I remove this ovary. I really hate to be the one to shatter all his hopes and dreams.”

Margaret snorted. “I think you’re the one with the case of amnesia, doctor.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“What’s wrong with using Duo’s eggs?”

“Huh?”

“You’re going to be removing his ovary, correct?”

Sally nodded.

“Then why can’t you harvest some of his eggs when you remove it and put them into storage?”

Sally thought about that, a slow smile spreading across her face. “Margaret, you're a genius,” she stated.

“I don’t know about that, just plain common sense if you ask me.”

“There’s one problem though.”

“Oh?”

“I can only harvest viable eggs, ones that are coming to maturity. With Duo being pregnant, his ovary will have ceased to produce mature eggs.”

Not one to be deterred, Margaret thought for a moment, then offered her suggestion. “There have been major advances in the IVF scheme and processes. I’m pretty sure I remember reading somewhere that it is possible to harvest immature eggs and freeze them. Later on, when they are needed, technology has advanced enough that the eggs can be ‘thawed’ and once certain hormones are added, the eggs can be brought to maturity.”

“You know, Margaret, that just might be an option here. How stable is he?”

“All vitals except the blood pressure are stable. The blood pressure is still a touch erratic, but not life threatening.”

“Good. Keep an eye on him. I’m just going to step out for a moment and see if I can find out a little more about this procedure before I go ahead with the removal.”

“Okay.” Margaret returned to her monitoring of Duo.

Sally quickly left the operating theater and slipped into another room. Bringing the computer on line, she searched for the information she was after, fortunately, it came up pretty quickly. Silently thanking Heero and his computer skills, then thanking him again, along with the other agents for bringing Barton down and reversing the Firecell, she began to read through the latest information.

As she read, the smile on her face grew. Whilst she did try to keep up on all the latest advances in the medical sector, invariably something always slipped past. With conception and child birth not being one of the more required part of her skills in the Preventer medical section, she wasn’t as up to date in that area.

Reaching the sections she was most interested in, Sally checked that the printer was turned on and quickly printed out what she needed. With papers in hand, she turned the computer off and quickly made her way back to the operating theater.

“Everything still okay?” Sally asked as she stepped back inside after putting on yet another fresh pair of gloves and mask.

“Still as stable as can be expected. Did you manage to find anything?”

“Oh, yes. Margaret, I need you to have some ice ready. I’ll remove the ovary first and place it on ice. Once I have finished surgery on Duo, I’ll take the ovary through to the lab and extract the eggs. Once that’s done I’ll freeze them.”

Nurse Brown nodded. “How long do you think this will take?”

“The surgery should be through in a couple of hours. If the research is correct, the ovary and eggs will remain viable for anything up to twelve hours providing the ovary is kept on ice. It is preferable though to extract them within eight hours of removal.”

“Then what are we waiting for?”

Smiling behind her mask, Sally reached for the tray of instruments and got to work.

Carefully, Sally probed around Duo’s abdomen, being extra cautious around the uterus and developing child. The ovary was singled out and Sally began to slow task of separating it from Duo’s body. Once the blood vessels were sealed off, she took a deep breath and sent a prayer to any god that would listen that Duo would forgive her for what she was about to do and that the research into the harvesting of immature eggs was true and correct.

The ovary was removed, Sally placing it carefully into the small dish filled with ice that Margaret had ready. The dish and ice went into an insulated cooler where more ice was waiting. Margaret carried the precious cooler to the side of the theater and placed it in the small ‘fridge there that usually only contained drugs that were required for surgery and needed to be kept cold.

Once the ovary was out, Sally began to the task of stitching up the small fallopian tube and any other blood vessels she’d missed. A final check through Duo’s innards showed nothing else damaged and so Sally began to close up. Gently, she made sure the uterus was back in its place along with the precious life it contained within, then muscles were carefully stitched back into place, followed by the skin. The scar wouldn’t be too long, Sally having used the cut the knife had made as her entry point for the surgery.

Once Duo was completely stitched up, the wound was washed down and covered. Margaret assisting in applying a dressing and following it up with an antibiotic injection.

“Now for the ankle,” Sally muttered and paused for a moment to wipe her brow.

Fortunately the ankle wasn’t broken, but the ligaments and tendons had been severely damaged and for them to recover and repair themselves they would need to be immobilized and rested. Settling the ankle into a good position, Sally took the bandages offered to her by Margaret and began to wind them around. She strapped it tightly, making sure that Duo wouldn’t be able to move it.

“How is his blood pressure?” Sally asked as she finished wrapping the ankle.

“It has stabilized. A little low, but that’s to be expected. It should be back to normal within the next twelve hours,” replied Nurse Brown.

“Good. Once I’ve done a final check over, we can move him into recovery and let Heero know how he is.”

“Do you want me to let Heero in to sit with him whilst he comes out of the anesthetic?” asked Margaret.

“That would be a good idea. Duo doesn’t usually react to coming out of an anesthetic very well. Oh, Heero has Keitaro with him and I don’t think it’s a good idea to have the child in the recovery room as well.”

“I agree. I’ll take care of Keitaro so Heero can sit with his partner,” Nurse Brown stated.

“That’s if you can pry Keitaro away from his daddy. That child isn’t letting go any time soon,” Sally chuckled.

“I don’t blame him either,” Margaret snorted. “He’ll be fine though. Keitaro knows me and I’ll have him in the room right next to the recovery room so if I’m needed I can be straight back in there.”

“Okay then. Are you finished?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Let’s see if we can move him off the table and back onto his bed.”

Margaret went to fetch the hospital bed from inside the recovery room, locating an orderly whilst she was gone to assist in the moving of the patient. With the orderly's help, they soon had Duo back into his hospital bed and as comfortable as they could make him. With the patient secure, the bed was wheeled out into the recovery room.

“I’ll go let Heero know how it all went, once I’ve done that I’ll come and get you so you can take care of Keitaro and I’ll bring Heero in to sit with Duo. Whilst we wait for him to wake up properly I’m going to pop back into the other room and read up on the harvesting of those eggs.”

“No problem.” Margaret checked on the IV, adjusting the flow rate a little. Satisfied, she then checked Duo’s temperature and other vitals, noting them down on the chart. Standing by Duo’s head, she gazed down on the sleeping man. “You’re one brave young man,” she said softly. Gently she brushed Duo’s bangs away from his face and let her fingers graze the skin of his cheek in an affectionate gesture. “You best do as Doctor Po tells you and rest up. This pregnancy isn’t going to be easy on you or the child. You take care of yourself and that child.” Margaret paused for a moment, her eyes softening and becoming a little moist. “I want another happy, healthy grandchild,” she whispered and placed a kiss to Duo’s forehead. “I’m proud to call you my son,” she murmured, “even if you aren’t blood related.”

* * *

Sally stepped out and tossed the mask and gloves into the trash. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door to the waiting room and walked inside. Five expectant faces looked at her.

“The surgery went well, I expect Duo to make a full recovery.”

“Thank, Allah,” Quatre whispered.

“Thank, Nataku,” Wufei murmured.

“Thank goodness,” Trowa sighed.

“Thank you, Sally,” Heero breathed.

“Da... Da...” gurgled Keitaro.

Sally smiled wearily at the group. “Duo is in recovery now with Nurse Brown watching him. Heero, would you like to come through and sit with him whilst he comes out of the anesthetic?”

Knowing how his husband reacted to anesthetics, Heero nodded. “I want to be with him,” he stated and stood up.

“I’m afraid Keitaro can’t go in the recovery room, it’s too risky. The child can see his father once Duo is completely out of the anesthetic and we move him to a private room.”

“I’ll watch him for you, Heero,” Quatre offered.

“Thank you.” Heero moved over to Quatre who stood up and reached out with his arms to take the infant. But Keitaro wasn’t having any of that!

Feeling his father trying to pass him over to another person, Keitaro grabbed hard at Heero’s tank top and clung on for dear life. When Quatre tried to pull him away and Heero did his best to pries the child’s hands from the fabric, Keitaro let fly with a howl.

Sally watched the scene unfolding, a smile on her face. The smile soon disappeared though when Keitaro started screaming.

“Shush, it’s okay, Keitaro,” Heero soothed. “Uncle Quatre just wants to look after you for a little bit whilst daddy goes to sit with your other daddy.”

Keitaro didn’t understand, but what he did know was that he wasn’t letting go of his father anytime soon, not when he’d just gotten him back, and especially to someone he had only spent a little time with!

“It’s okay, Heero. Margaret will watch him,” said Sally as she placed a hand on Heero’s shoulder.

Heero gave Quatre an apologetic look.

“Don’t worry about it, Heero. I quite understand the child’s insecurities and I’m not offended at all. He would be better with his nanny, he does know her a lot better than me,” Quatre said with a smile.

Trowa breathed a soft sigh of relief. Not that he objected to children and certainly not Keitaro. The child was adorable and Trowa had a sot spot for the infant; but he knew his husband well and once Quatre spent time with Keitaro he became all clucky and drove Trowa almost nuts with his desire to have a child of his own.

Trowa wasn’t quite ready to take that step into parenthood just yet.

“We will wait here until there is further news,” Wufei stated. “Yuy, go to your husband and wish him well from all of us.”

With a nod of appreciation, Heero, with Keitaro still in his arms, followed Sally out of the waiting room and through to the recovery room where his very reason for living lay sleeping.

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