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AN Okay, when I started going over this I realised that I wasn't 100% certain where they were and what they were doing there and if I didn't know then you probably didn't know so here's my explanation: Heero listened to Quatre after the Zero system incident and so Trowa was rescued, Duo and Wufei joined then after their own escape for the lunar base. They discovered that the scientists were alive after the missions started coming again, Heero called J after he was ill because J was the one who had trained him and Heero thought that if anyone would know what was wrong with him then it would be J. J knew what was wrong with him because he knew that Heero had the ability to get pregnant and when Heero started describing his symptoms he realised it immediately. They all have Gundams because Heero is using Wing Zero, Quatre is using the Mercurius until he can get Sandrock back from the Maguanacs, Duo and Wufei have their own and since Trowa didn't lose his memory he was able to collect his own after he recovered. Treize and Zechs' lives happened much the same as the series except that Treize was in prison in Luxembourg not on his estate so he never built the Epyon, after Zechs heard what had happened to Treize he set off into space in the Tallgeese to try and find Heero, he ran into Howard and the Sweepers and contacted Duo from there. Lady Une was still shot and sent to Earth to recover, Quatre is looking for her but he hasn't found her yet, no one went to Sank and Dermail's troops are still going to try and take over, the pilots are all on L1 which is where Sally was. Ok, I think that's all…

Chapter 6

"I'm sorry Duo, I don't think I heard you correctly, I could've sworn that you just said that you were on a shuttle with Zechs Marquise and Treize Khushrenada."

Wufei's incredulous voice rang through the shuttle but neither of the other occupants awoke, in front of the vid screen Duo winced.

"Yeah, well I did, kinda…"

"What?!"

"Listen 'Fei, I'm not one hundred percent certain of how this happened but the enemies and allies have changed. Treize was held captive by OZ and Zechs has only told the truth about his motives up till now, I ran him through the lie detectnd…"nd…"

"What do you mean the lie…? Quatre?! Quatre knew about this? Let me guess Trowa did as well."

"Q mighta told him, he was going to find out eventually after all."

"So I was the last one?"

"Well, erm, not really, Heero kinda doesn't know yet."

"What?"

"I said Heero doesn't know…"

"I heard what you said! What the hell do you think you're playing at? You suicidal… How do you think Heero's going to react when you bring not one but two OZ leaders to the estate?"

"Not as badly as you might expect."

The muffled comment made Wufei frown, "and what's that supposed to mean Duo?"

"It was Treize Wufei, he's Heero's mystery boyfriend, though I'm not entirely sure the title 'boyfriend' fits him maybe 'lover' would work better… but anyway, Zechs knew about them cos he walked in on them."

"TREI…"

"Keep your fucking voice down Fei!"

"…Ize Khushrenada. Heero's been sleeping with Treize Khushrenada, that traitorous scum…"

"Chang Wufei stop right there." The deadly hiss in his lover's voice stopped the Chinese pilot short, "Heero's been seeing Treize for three months and not once has he hesitated, blown our cover, put us in any more danger than what the mission entailed, he has never done a less than perfect job and you know he hasn't we'd have noticed if he had. I suggest you think about when He started to laugh and smile and act like a human rather than a robot programmed to kill and then when he stopped. Forget the war just for a few minutes and think about Heero. Tell Quat we'll be landing in his back yard in about three hours, you have moved into his estate right? Good, try and fix the situation with the department of transportation but if he cant that's ok, we'll just have to find another way in. You have those three hours to get used to the idea and if you say anything to Heero then I will kill you, love you or not."

With that the screen went blank and Wufei winced, if what Duo was saying was true then… But it must be, his lover didn't lie. He'd almost forgotten how well the he could rant as well, he wouldn't forget again in a hurry that was for sure, his ear drums were ringing.

"Throws you a bit doesn't it?" the green-eyed Heavyarms pilot stood in the doorway as Wufei continued to stare at the vid phone in shock. Wufei turned to face Trowa and, to his surprise, saw emotions in the usually emotionless eyes. "Personally," Trowa continued, "I'm still trying to fit Heero Yuy having sex into my view of the world, I'll deal with the Treize Khushrenada angle later."

"Why… How could he?"

"That's what I thought but," the taller boy shrugged, "who else could he have picked? You know as well as I do that the only person who can understand one of us is one of us or the next best thing, someone who understands war as he does. The four of us are out, we chose each other, because we needed someone who could cope with us and can understand that jumping at nothing isn't paranoia but reflexes that save your life. Zechs would have been alright but he's straight and I think you'd have the same issues with him wouldn't you?"

"So what you're saying is that his choice has nothing to do with Treize Khushrenada but desperation and lack of options."

"No, that's not what I was saying at all. I was saying that he was lucky enough to fall in love with someone who can understand him and the way he deals with life and everything that's been heaped on his shoulders, someone who compliments him perfectly…"

"You said 'love'."

"When was the last time Heero did anything halfway Wufei? If he's going to fall it's going to be completely. I know you understand and I think you agree with me, don't you?" Upon seeing the fiery expression and stubborn jaw set Trowa laughed slightly and waited for his friend's response.

"It's still Treize Khushrenada, what on Earth does he think he's playing at? He's the enemy Trowa…."

"And Heero loves him." Trowa interrupted smoothly, "Can you imagine how hard it must have been for Heero to let his guard down enough to talk to someone let alone care for them. The differences have been clear, and although we didn't notice them at the time when it went it was obvious, everybody could see that something was very wrong with him. That's why we ended up in a tiny safehouse instead of here, where Heero could easily disappear from us, the only reason we're here is because Heero was ill and you know that as well as I do. Don't mess this up for him please, not only because he's my friend but because I don't want to think about what Quatre will do to you if you make hirn brn back into a machine."

"But it's Treize Khushrenada…" Wufei's voice began to trail off and for a moment Trowa could hear the child he had one been, one of the only one's of them who'd actually had a childhood.

"And it's Heero Yuy, we're all terrorists Wufei, we've all done things we're not proud of, we've all made terrible mistakes and done things that will give nightmares for the rest of our lives. If you spend the rest of your life dwelling on the mistakes made though… you wont live at all and you wont have any time left to try and change things."

As if suddenly realising how much he'd said Trowa's mouth snapped shut, he looked vaguely surprised at himself. Wufei was staring at him he couldn't recall the other pilot having ever said that much in a week, let alone a couple of minutes. Trowa smiled at him so slightly that on anyone else it couldn't be called a smile at all and then turned and left the room.

Wufei watched him go, he knew Trowa was going to find Quatre, he knew he'd be seeing his own lover in a few h and and, for the first time in a few weeks, Heero was going to see his. The hot-tempered young man sighed and left the room, he knew what he was going to do, had known in the back of his mind ever since Duo had spilled the beans, so to speak, he had three hours to get used to the idea, at least that was something.

Daunted by but not despairing of the task ahead he started to try and remember the direction of the hospital wing, there was no doubt in his mind that the estate he now found himself on was more complicated than any OZ base he'd ever had to navigate. He really, really had to speak to Quatre about investing in some maps of his homes, maybe then he'd manage to find a room without passing the same, undoubtedly priceless, statue three times in a row.

End Chapter 6

Chapter Seven

"Oh my God!" Sally stared at the monitor incredulously, "I mean I knew but… It's a miracle."

"So it's a miracle, mind telling me some more details?" She turned to face Heero, almost surprised, embarrassedly she realised that she'd, almost unbelievably, nearly forgotten that he was there.

"These are the er… walls of your… uterus…" Almost cringing as she saw Heero's face begin to tinge grey as she spoke. "And this," her voice betrayed her awe as she pointed gently at the shadowy blob, as tough she was afraid of hurting it accidentally. "Is your baby."

Heero stared at the peanut shaped mass of wavy lines that Sally had just called a baby, that was a baby? This was his baby? Holy…

"Get out."

"Heero I don't think…"

"Now."

Heero's voice was quiet but booked no arguments, Sally watched him carefully for a few seconds, examining him for any evidence that he might try something stupid if she left. She saw nothing to indicate that he would, that, and the fact that she could practically see him hanging the last fragments of his control, decided her.

It would not be good for Heero if he were to break down in front of her, for someone who always prided himself on being in control this tremulous hold he was keeping on his sanity must be a very different experience for him. She left.

Heero waited a few more minutes until he was certain that she wasn't going to turn back round and enter the room again before he pushed himself up into a slightly elevated position, not enough to dislodge the image on the screen but enough to make him feel as though he was more in control of the situation he found himself in, his more prominent position also meant that he could reach over and touch the screen.

"Hi," he whispered softly, not knowing what else he should do, "I'm your daddy."

***

A little over an hour later Chang Wufei proved just how distracted he was about the entire situation as he went flying over the top step of the stairs, or more precisely, the Sally Po who was sitting on the top step of the stairs, he hadn’t even seen her.

He desperately tried to compose himself in the wake of Sally's sniggers and, upon failing, snapped at her instead.

"What the hell are you doing onna?"

Abruptly her laughter stopped, "Heero threw me out."

"Huh? Why?"

"He didn't like what I was telling him, he needed a minute to deal with it."

"A minute? How long have you been out here?"

"About an hour."

"An hour?! What did you tell him? How bad was it? How bad could it be?"

"That depends on your, or his in this case, point of view but…" She held up a hand to stall the barrage of questions that were going to be directed at her. "I'm not telling you anything Chang, I can't unless Heero says I can and even then I think this is something that he should tell you himself."

"What's wrong? Is he dying?"

"He's not dying, at least not directly, what's wrong with him is something I would never have considered possible but then again it's Heero Yuy, don't worry though, he's in no immediate danger as far as I can tell, I would advise you and your colleagues to stop worrying."

Wufei sighed, realising that he hadn't actually been told anything despite the seemingly large amount of information he had been given, but then again at least he knew his friend wasn't dying. "Can I see him?"

"I'll ask him."

She got to her feet and walked along the corridor, opening the door to Heero's room quietly and peeking inside, she couldn't help but smile at the sight that greeted her. Heero was sitting in the bed watching the screen, murmuring tenderly in a language that she recognised as Japanese.

Unwilling to disturb the scene that she was witnessing but knowing that if she didn't Wufei might come in thinking that something was wrong she spoke up hesitantly, "Heero?"

"Hmm?"

"Wufei wants to see you."

"Alright." Reluctantly Heero moved the tray-like machine that had been monitoring his baby and the screen the image had been on went blank.

When Wufei entered the room and saw the teenage boy lying on the bed, just watching him, waiting for him to speak, a million questions ran into and out of his mind, until there was only one left.

"Are you happy Heero?"

The look on his comrade's face answered his question, slight confusion followed by pain, pain that had only been there for the past three weeks, pain that, up until now, he'd never really noticed.

He nodded politely, respectfully and companionably at his friend. He had two hours left to try and get used to the situation before it was all too subtly forced on him, that was something at least.

He turned and left the room hurried, leaving a thoroughly bewildered perfect soldier behind him.

He intercepted Sally as she made to go back into the room, "hang on a minute, I need to talk to you, I think that I should tell you as Quatre and Trowa are trying to organise a way for them to get into the colony, who owes favours etcetera, they're also telling the few servants who are here and the Maguanacs so I think that I really should be the one to tell you…"

"Wufei," Sally cut him off, "you're babbling, I think Duo's rubbing off on you." She blushed as she realised what she'd just said, "I mean… erm… Oh shut up," she muttered grumpily at Wufei's arched eyebrow and amused grin. "What was it you wanted to tell me?"

"I don't think we should talk here," he nodded towards the door behind which sat Heero.

Sally's mouth formed a perfect 'o' before she nodded and followed him down the corridor.

***

Two hours later after a detailed conversation via vidphone about Treize's state of health, she honestly couldn't believe that he'd been in prison for three weeks without getting harmed, Sally Po stood with Quatre Winner, Trowa Barton and Wufei Chang awaiting the arrival of the shuttle.

Inwardly she marvelled at the far-reaching capabilities of the Winner Family Heir. It had taken him no more than two minutes to convince the L1 department of transportation to not only to allow the shuttle into the colony unchecked but to not report it's arrival on any documents and to refuel it as it entered the colony.

She of course recognised the classic signs of denial, everyone in the estate was concentrating very hard on other things so they wouldn't have to deal with the fact that Treize Khushrenada and Zechs Marquise were going to be in the same building as them. Denial could be healthy in small does though, or at least that's what she was telling herself, ignoring it made it easier to deal with, just as long as no one shot one of the former leaders as they exited the shuttle then things were going to be okay.

Abruptly she realised that she had been daydreaming long enough to allow the shuttle to enter the grounds and begin to prepare to land, automatically she jumped back as she registered the gigantic machine even though she logically knew that it couldn't hurt her from that distance.

The shuttle door opened not long after landing and, as one, she felt the gundam pilots tense, they knew that this was Heero's lover, they knew that he'd been held captive by his own soldiers and they knew logically that between the four of them he didn't stand a chance if he was to try something. They knew all this but that didn't change the fact that it was Treize Khushrenada's voice that was drifting down to them, a man who they had considered an enemy for as long as they'd known him.

She tensed as well, she'd recognised the voice too but then again, she doubted that there was anyone on the planet or the colonies who didn't know Treize Khushrenada's voice by now.

"I'm sorry Duo, I don't understand, just what is wrong with Heero?"

Two silhouettes appeared in the shuttle's doorway and the braided teenage could be seen visibly trying to calm down an, obviously extremely concerned, ex-general.

She stepped forwards as they reached the bottom of the shuttle steps and bowed slightly, before saluting sharply, beside her she could feel Trowa fighting not to do the same, proving that old habits do die hard.

"General Khushrenada I…"

He halted her with a hand, graceful and courteous, not looking the slightest bit uncomfortable that his movements were being scrutinised by no less than four gundam pilots who undoubtedly had the upper hand at this point. "You defected form the Alliance military did you not Major?"

"Yes sir but…"

"Then as you are no longer an official soldier and I am no longer a General I see no need for you to address me with such formality. Treize will suffice or Khushrenada if you are so inclined…"

Sally nodded faintly, she could see why Heero had fallen so hard, this was pure charisma Treize was displaying and, even though it was not something she usually fell for, she had no doubt in her mind at that moment that Treize could have made a virgin choir-boy fall in love with him.

Treize smiled at her before he turned to Quatre Winner, who held out his hand, "Count Khushrenada."

"Your Lordship, I offer my greatest condolences for the circumstances under which your title was gained. I knew your father and although we disagreed several times I never had anything but the greatest respect for him. He was a man of great convictions and worthy of anyone's respect."

Quatre forced a smile as Trowa's hand drifted onto his shoulder to squeeze it supportively. "Thank you Treize, I appreciate your commiserations."

"Master Barton." Treize turned to the uni-banged teenager standing next to the young blonde, the green eye glittered coldly and he repressed a gulp, he could easily see why this one had so impressed his lady. "I find myself in awe of your skills, there are very few who have managed to infiltrate my army with such thoroughness, I may not have seen many of you actions but I have heard Dermail ranting about the results numerous times.

Trowa didn't say anything, just watched him as though searching him for something, apparently finding it he nodded in vague approval.

Treize didn't say anything but he felt an incredible sense of relief washing over him, he knew he'd just passed a test, he didn't know how much the pilots knew but he was distinctly hoping it was a lot so he could avoid unnecessary bullet wounds later.

He was about to turn to Wufei when the mini-hurricane that he'd been trapped on a shuttle with for the past day or so launched himself at the Chinese pilot begabegan kissing him fiercely. He blinked, well that was something intelligence had missed, something Heero had neglected to tell him as well, though with hindsight's view he supposed he should have guessed. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Zechs greet Trowa and Quatre, how did he… but then again, Zechs had been the son of a pacifist nation closely affiliated with the Winner family and he had met Trowa in Antarctica hadn't he? He vaguely registered Sally trying to catch his attention and he turned to her after scanning the landing platform for the hundredth time, still searching for his elusive lover.

"Come on, let's take you to see Heero should we? I can't tell you what's wrong with him," she said wearily seeing him about to ask, "but I can tell you that it's not bad, at least, I hope it isn't." The look she gave him suggested that he had better not consider it bad or he would find himself in a great deal of pain come morning. Frowning, confused he nether the less followed her into the house, knowing that he hadn't a cat in hell's chance of finding his lover on his own, this place was bigger than most of his own and it's not like they were small…

End Chapter 7

Chapter Eight

Treize stopped outside of the door Sally was indicating and she fought a smile, for a former all-powerful dictator Treize was acting a lot like a teenager on a first date.

“Go on,” she pushed him lightly, “I’m sure he won’t bite, unless,” she gave him a wicked grin, “unless you want him to that is…”

Treize flushed a bit and she watched him carefully, looking for signs of him freaking out, she found herself marvelling at the fact that this was the father of Heero Yuy’s baby. It was a bit like Romeo and Juliet… Hopefully without the ending of murder and suicide that is.

This Romeo and Juliet was going to work out, it had to… Suddenly a thought struck her and she fought a grin, if Treize was Romeo did that make Heero Juliet? Wouldn’t Tybalt have been more appropriate? Deciding to give them some privacy she went made for the stairs and the other pilots, someone had to make sure they didn’t maim, scar or otherwise murder the blonde visitor after all, besides, she had a few questions she wanted answering herself.

Treize opened and closed the door quietly, Heero was sitting in a chair by the window, in much the same position he himself had been before the gundams had come to rescue him. His young lover was sitting curled up in an armchair, looking very small, almost vulnerable and to anyone who didn’t know Heero he would have seemed so. Treize however could see the muscles tightening readying for an attack and preparing to defend. He smiled, his lover was here, unharmed and unbroken, it was the most wonderful sight he’d ever seen.

He took a step forwards and whispered his love’s name softly. Heero spun around as though he’d been shot and sprung to his feet unsteadily.

“Treize…?” He sounded as though he couldn’t believe it and, upon Treize’s nod he lurched forward to bury his face in the broad chest and wrap his arms around his neck.

Holding him tightly, as though his younger lover was going to disappear Treize picked him up and turned to press him against the wall, joining their mouths in a desperate kiss. He felt the teenager running hands through his hair and wrapping powerful legs round his waist and wondered how the hell he’d managed three weeks without this.

He didn’t know how long they stayed like that, wrapped together tightly but he stopped anxiously when he registered the silent tears that were running down Heero’s face.

“Heero?”

“I’m sorry… so sorry… I didn’t mean… I don’t…”

Cursing whoever or whatever had put his Heero in such a state he sat down on the bed and pulled Heero into his lap, rubbing the teenager’s back soothingly and murmuring into his unruly hair. Slowly the sobs quietened into hiccups and Treize looked down into the other’s tear-streaked face worriedly, “want to tell me what’s wrong?”

Heero realised, with slight surprised, that it actually was a request not an order, there was no doubt in his mind that if he shook his head or simply refused to answer that Treize would continue to hold him.

‘He’ll change his mind when you tell him though.’ Heero could hear his subconscious, sounding a lot like the scientist who raised him, whispering in his head. ‘Who could ever love a freak like you? Little piece of shit, can’t even keep your own gender straight.’

The voice was right, of course it was it was always right. Treize was a noble, he was… nothing, a useless piece of space-trash with nothing to give this man or the life he had helped create, he didn’t even have a name to give them.

Sally was right too though, the father deserved to know and this was Treize’s baby, maybe… No… he couldn’t allow himself to hope, he could never hope, if he wanted something someone always took it away, Odin, J, OZ… Still, Treize deserved to know what he was walking away from.

Treize hadn’t said anything else to him, he was waiting, just waiting to see if he would speak.

“I… I’m…” He realised at that point that he’d never actually said it, knowing it and admitting it were two different things. He’d seen the baby, talked to it even but he’d introduced himself as ‘daddy’ not ‘mummy’ which was what he really was.

Stalling, he reached up and tugged the older man down for a kiss, gentle this time, not desperate. He was well aware that putting it off wouldn’t mean he didn’t have to tell but, quite frankly, he didn’t care. “I love you,” it came out as a hoarse whisper.

“I love you too, more than anything.” There it was, his last happy memory, he inhaled, wanting to savour his lover’s scent.

“I’m pregnant…”

Treize froze, he was pretty sure his heart may have just stopped beating but then again he was always pretty sure he’d just heard his young lover tell him that he was pregnant.

Heero tensed at his response, or rather lack of response and pulled away curling into a ball on the bed, his back to the motionless general.

“If you want to go, go, you don’t have to stay, I understand.”

A few seconds later the door opened and then closed. Heero curled up tighter and forced back the sobs threatening to escape, why had he let himself hope? The things he wanted always got taken away.

He jumped as a pair of hands lightly massaged his taut shoulders. “I’m not leaving Heero, I’m not certain I heard you right but I’m not leaving, no matter what.”

“But I’m pregnant…”

“Yes,” Treize sounded slightly bemused. “That’s what I thought you said.”

“But… I’m male.”

“Hmm,” Treize purred, lightly nipping his neck, “I know.”

“You aren’t…?”

“Shocked?”

“Angry, disgusted…?”

“I’m surprised, confused and… and a bit scared if I’m honest but I’m not angry or disgusted. This is a baby Heero, our baby and, granted, I don’t understand how this happened. I’m still not completely sure I’m not dreaming but I know you would never lie to me like this so that means it much be real.”

Slowly he started kissing down Heero’s neck, in apology for his earlier actions. “Hmm,” Heero murmured, tilting his head to allow Treize better access, accepting the apology, “feels real.”

They were interrupted by a knock at the door and Sally’s call of “you decent?” Groaning they pulled apart and Treize self-consciously smoothed his rumpled hair as he called for her to come in.

Sally stuck her head around the door and nodded approvingly, “nicely fixed Khushy.” Treize spluttered and Heero’s face lit with understanding.

“You opened the door.”

“Yup,” Sally nodded, “gave him five seconds to fix it before I decapitated him. Anyway… I think I can explain a few things to you if you want. I’ll probably be able to answer most of your questions anyway.”

End Chapter 8

Chapter 9

"So…" Treize began, "how the hell did this happen then?"

She blanched looking slightly embarrassed, "I'm not one hundred percent sure, all the tests I've performed so far indicate that Heero is a natural hermaphrodite but the organ are almost too perfect to be natural, it could be natural and then have been altered a bit to cause the organs start functioning but as to the non-existent menstrual cycle I can only guess that Heero mgo 'go 'into heat' so to speak only without the excessive sexual desires, there are only certain times when Heero can get pregnant maybe as little as one day a year or maybe…"

"Sally," Treize interrupted. "Am I right to determine from that that you have no real idea and are just guessing?"

"I've had less than four days to examine him Treize, please excuse me if I don't know everything yet."

"I have a question," Heero interrupted quietly, "how pregnant am I?"

"Abouven ven weeks."

"Is the morning sickness likely to stop anytime soon?"

"Not until the end of the first trimester, that's twelve weeks, it's not likely to till then but I doubt it'll be ad asd as it has been so far though."

"Why?"

"Because you're not as worried and stressed as you have been these past few weeks, I'm guessing that this is when it started to get so bad?"

Heero nodded and she continued, "that and the fact that your body will be starting to get used to the extra hormones associated with pregnancy that are floating around and the strain of supporting an extra life. No matter how well developed your system is you weren't made for this, you are not evolutionary suited to carry a baby. You'll probably start to feel a lot more tired than usual between about now and four months, you'll also have to start taking more care on stairs and such just in case you faint or something. You'll probably also encounter discomfort in your minaminal area and lower back, all of which is totally normal I assure you."

"What problems are there likely to be?"

Sally rubbed the back of her eyes with the back of her hand tiredly, she didn't know how long she'd spent over the past four days trying to work out the answer to that particular question. "As far as I can tell so far this will run similar to a normal pregnancy. The same risks and such. I'll be a lot happier when Heero reaches twelve weeks, by then most of the risks associated with a normal pregnancy will be over. I'm not going to lie to you though, this is far from a normal pregnancy."

Towards the end of her little speech Heero's hand had flown to his stomach and he looked faintly sick, Treize wasn't looking much better , she ran a hand through her hair. "Look try not to worry, there are risks with every pregnancy and almost all continue to deliver perfectly healthy babies."

"Can… can you tell if it's a boy or a girl yet?"

She smiled at the unruly haired teenager, "not yet but it wont be long before I can, if you want to know that is. You might have a bit of an idea without the test anyway. Mothers' instincts are centuries ahead of modern medicine, always have been, always will be. Now, any other questions? No? All right then, I have one of my own. Were you planning on telling the other pilots that you're pregnant or were you just going to come downstairs one day with a baby and hope nobody asked any questions?"

"I… erm," Heero yawned suddenly and Sally checked her watch, 19:30, "I'll tell them…"

"Not now you wont, you're going to bed. You too Treize, I haven't forgotten that you're injured."

Heero turned quickly to his lover, "you're injured? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm not really," Treize assured him hastily glaring at Sally out of the corner of his eye the whole time. "It was just a bump on the head, it bleed a little but that was it, not even a concussion I promise, I have a thick skull remember?"

Heero watched him for a few minutes before nodding tentatively and looking down. "Heero," Treize whispered, pulling Heero's eyes up to his face, "I'm fine, I swear to you that I'm alright baby."

Unwilling to interrupt but knowing that if she didn't she'd never get them to stop looking at each other she spoke softly, "Heero, in bed, now."

Groaning he slipped under the covers. "I just got out of this bed. Treize?!" He asked in alarm seeing his lover getting to his feet, Treize wasn't going to leave was he? In a second the tall man was at his side."

"I'm not going anywhere I promise, I'm just walking Sally out."

"A true gentleman."

"But of course, "he sobered suddenly. "I'm not leaving Heero, not now, not ever, I didn't expect a baby, a natural family was something that I gave up on when I realised that I was gay, even more so when I realised that I'd fallen in love with you, bringing someone else into the equation would just have seemed wrong somehow."

"You thought about having children with me?"

"Of course, I love you, I want everything with you, white wedding, house with a picket fence, dogs, cats, kids, the whole deal, everything you wanted and more. When I was in prison and I realised that if I didn't change my mind they weren't going to let me go all I could think about was that I was never going to see you again. I got another chance, there's no way I'm going to mess this up."

Sally quietly eased her way out of the room where she was met by Duo. "They okay?" He whispered softly.

"Yeah, I think they're going to be fine." She beckoned Duo closer and pushed the door open slightly, he looked at her sideways for a second before peering through the gap.

Heero was in the bed wearing a Winner-hospital issued hospital gown and Treize was wearing a shirt and a pair of jeans they'd managed to dig up from inside the carrier on their way to the colony. The two were locked together in a kiss, Treize's hands were lazily running up and down Heero's sides and Heero's were playing with the baby-fine hairs at the nape of the general's neck. Duo gave a soft smile, in contrast to his usual manic grin. It looked like Sally was right, they were going to be fine.

Turning, he followed the doctor down the stairs.

***

Heero and Treize broke apart slowly, reluctantly, coming back for light kisses ever few seconds. Treize's hand had moved to Heero's face and he was gently brushing his thumb across the Japanese teen's cheekbone.

"Marry me."

Heero pulled back in shock, "you're crazy."

"Maybe, but I've been called worse."

"If this is just because of the baby then…"

"No!" The vehemence of the reply startled both of them. "Yes the baby made it more urgent but I've been thinking about marrying you ever since we started seeing each other. I bought a ring for you three weeks after our first kiss. What we have…" He shook his head, trying to organise his thoughts into words, well aware he was making what was probably most important speech of his life. "What we have is something that doesn't' happen every day. I never want you to have to doubt how I feel about you because for me there's never been any doubt. I'm never letting you go Heero Yuy, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do us part. If you'll have me I'm going to be with you every step of the way."

He dropped his head at the end of his speech and when he looked up there was a faint smile on Heero's face. "I do want you there, yes I'll marry you." The reply was slightly broken, "I thought you were going to leave."

"Why?" Treize was shaking his head in disbelief.

"Because I'm a freak, I'm gonna get fat and…" He tried to hold back a sob and failed, "and I don't even know why I'm crying."

"You are not a freak and I never want to hear you refer to yourself that was again, understand?" Upon Heero's shaky nod he continued, "and you wont be fat you'll be pregnant there's a difference, you'll have a baby inside you, that's the most magical thing in the world." Slowly he placed a hand on Heero's abdomen and started to caress the perfect muscles, knowing that their baby was under his fingers. "And lastly, you're crying because of hormones and they're making you show emotions, something that J took away form you, even if they do make you cry… even if I never wanted to see you cry." A particularly loud sob from Heero brought his hand back up to brush away the tears, "what's wrong?"

"Nothing… you're sure about this… about me?"

"Yes, Heero, accident or not this is the best gift you've given me since you told me you loved me."

"I do… love you."

"Love you too, forever and always after. I promise. Now stop crying and go to sleep like Sally said."

"Don't leave."

"No, never again." He pulled away slightly, just enough to remove the shirt and jeans he was wearing, knowing they both needed the closeness, and slipped into the bed beside his fiancé, holding him tenderly, marvelling at the situation he hadn't believed possible less than twelve hours ago. He was going to be a father, Heero wanted to marry him and Heero was here, with him, it was this that had kept him going, kept him going after three weeks of no human contact and what's more he didn't have to worry about being shot by an irate gundam pilot who happened to suspect something. "Perfect," he whispered aloud, before he followed his lover into slumber.

End Chapter 9

Chapter Ten

Treize awoke the next morning as his lover scrambled out of bed and barrelled towards the door of the en-suite bathroom. Heero was hunched over the toilet retching when he rounded the door and he cautiously moved forwards, unsure of how to help. Slowly the heaving died and he watched as his lover, breathing heavily rested his head on the cool tiled wall.

“Are you ok?” The words seemed inadequate, even to his ears but he couldn’t think of anything else to say.

Heero turned to look at him and nodded hesitantly, as though he was expecting the sickness to return as soon as he did so.

“Is it usually that bad? I thought that Sally said that it would get better.” Heero looked puzzled at his concern but answered him nether the less.

“This is better, much better, I didn’t think it would get better this quickly.”

Treize felt horrified, this was better? How bad had it been before? What had he sentenced his lover to?

“It’s not too bad,” Heero reassured him, “It’s usually only on a morning and the rest of the day I’m fine.”

“Duo didn’t seem to think that that was all it was.”

Heero sighed. “What actually did he tell you?”

“Just that you’d been seriously ill for a week...”

“It wasn’t serious.”

Treize frowned at the muttered comment.

“Heero this is you that we’re talking about, you never get ill, anything wrong is serious, of course the others were worried.”

“Fair enough,” he looked up and tired eyes bored into the General’s. “I suppose I have to tell them don’t I?” He didn’t wait for an answer, he didn’t need one. “Alright I’ll tell them today.”

“We’ll.”

Treize’s correction surprised him, “what?”

“*We’ll* tell them today, you’re not alone anymore, this is my baby too, that is considering that what you told me yesterday wasn’t a dream.”

“If it was a dream then I really could do without the morning sickness right now.”

“Come on, if you think it’s over then it’s probably a good idea for you to eat or at least drink something, if you feel up to it that is, I don’t think we’ve missed breakfast.”

Duo looked up as Heero and Treize entered the room, hand in hand and checked his watch with a frown. “You two don’t see each other for three weeks and you come out of your room within 24 hours? Something must be seriously wrong...”

His voice trailed off as he realised what he’d said and he paled slightly, “you’re going to tell us what’s wrong with you now aren’t you?”

Heero gave a barely perceptible nod and moved round the table to give Zechs a hug, “I take it that I’ve got you to thank for this.”

The Tallgeese pilot looked faintly embarrassed, “I didn’t do much really, just managed to get in contact with Duo, he planned it, Quatre and Trowa organised getting us into the colony, all I did was find out where he was. that’s all...”

Heero turned back round to face the other pilots and gave them a genuine smile, the likes of which they hadn’t seen for threeks, ks, “thank you.” The words were simple but they somehow managed to convey how he was feeling perfectly.

Duo shrugged, “nothing to it, just as long as he treats you right then we haven’t got a problem with it.”

Heero looked at the ginger-haired man watching him carefully, watching for any signs of illness and smiled lovingly, “he does.”
Sally watched the two young men smiling at each other for a minute before turning round to face Quatre and Trowa and Duo and Wufei, abruptly she groaned and hit her head against the wall.

The pilots exchanged amused and surprised gls, “s, “Sally...” Duo probed cautiously, “is something wrong?”

“Yes,” she muttered bitterly. “I’m in a house that is full, full,” she emphasised, “of good looking men and not only are they all gay but they’ve paired up with each other!”

“As interesting as this discussion is, how about you start telling us what’s wrong with Heero ok?” Duo’s voice was slightly sarcastic as he cut in but you would have had to be deaf to miss the concern in it.

Treize and Sally looked sideways at Heero and he sighed and gestured for them to sit down.

***

Ten minutes later and what little Heero, Sally and Treize knew or had guessed had been told and the five other men in the room had expressions varying from astonishment to bewilderment to disgust.

“I have a question.” All eyes turned to the Chinese pilot, “from what you said Heero had some of this ability naturally and some of it was fixed. I’m assuming that J fixed it but... he seemed absolutely furious when Heero told him so why would he...?”

“J always had this obsession with me being perfect. Nothing less than that was ever good enough, I had to be faultless in everything I was and everything I did, presumably even in this but he didn’t want me getting pregnant so he stressed ‘no sex’ so vehemently that he didn’t think I would ever attempt it, he knew there was always a chance that I would be raped though so he made it so I could only conceive one day a year, or even less.”

“Sick fuck!” Every one blinked at the obscenity from the usually gentle, young blonde but no one could argue.

Duo nodded emphatically but saw the expression on Heero’s face and couldn’t help but smile, “congratulations both of you, I mean yeah J’s twisted but look at you both, maybe it’s not all bad.”

***

Several hours later and Heero and Treize had disappeared, Heero had made the mistake of yawning, once. Treize had immediately taken it into his head that his lover was exhausted and had started to usher him up the stairs insistently, refusing to be deterred from sending Heero back to bed. The annoyed look on the Wing pilot’s face hadn’t helped the others curb their amusement over how protective Treize was being.

“That’s not going to last too long or Heero’ll go crazy,” Wufei muttered and the others nodded in agreement.

“He never did take being ill well, even after he self destructed he stayed in bed for as long as he deemed necessary and the started to work again, he wasn’t ready, it was obvious but I think it was his way of showing he wasn’t weak.” Trowa voice was distant as he remembered and Quatre squeezed his hand

“The first time I examined him he had over two hundred injuries including several broken bones, he showed absolutely no signs of it though and he threw himself out of a window not long after which I would imagine did him no good.” Sally shuddered at her memory, even now she still had nightmares about seeing Heero hurtle out of that window but Heero was fine, despite everything he continued to survive.

“He’s a fighter though, he’ll get through this fine.” Quatre concluded and everyone else nodded in agreement.

Duo looked up he ghe group, his eyes glittering dangerously all of a sudden, “I’ve been thinking...”

“J needs to be eliminated.” Quatre took up the thread.

“He poses a threat to one of our own.” Trowa continued.

“If Heero has this baby then J loses his perfect soldier,” Wufei spoke softly.

“He’ll do anything to stop that from happening.”

“He’s put too much work into Heero to lose him now.”

“So he’s going to do anything he can to stop Heero’s baby from living.”

ro wro wants the baby, we can’t allow that to happen.”

Sally and Zechs exchanged uneasy glances, this was a side to the pilots that they had never seen before, yes they knew that the four boys in front of them were terrorists, yes they’d seen them fight but this was something more, this was protection and revenge for one of their own.

“We can track J via his emails can’t we?”

“Of course,” Quatre answered the braided teen. “But as much as we might want to...”

“We can’t risk going in by ourselves, if we get caught...”

“It would be disastrous, however,” Wufei gave an evil grin, “I’m sure we can organise something...”

“Glad I’m not J,” Zechs muttered, Sally gulped and nodded faintly in agreement, she was very glad she was not the scientist at this point but she had to agree, the bastard deserved everything he got, he should have known better than to fuck with a gundam pilot.

End Chapter 10

AN – You like? Next one might be a while but I’ll try and get it up as quickly as possible.