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Equus	By : Deb Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2855 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, it belongs to Bandai, Sotsu and associated parties. I do own the equines though, please do not take them without permission. Written for pleasure not profit.

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Disclaimer: I don't own the G boys, I just borrow them from time to time and return them a whole lot happier. I do own the plot and any other characters, especially the equines, that you will find in this fic. Please do not take them without permission. Written for pleasure not profit.

Pairing: 2x1x2, 3x4, 13x6, H+C

Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, sap, angst, vet themes, AU

Rating: NC 17

Betaed by Sakura *snugs*

Summary: Having achieved his goal of riding at the Olympics, success has opened many new doors for Heero. Having left Treize's employ, Heero is now his own boss and with Duo's support Heero sets out to make his own mark in the equine business world.

Dedication: to all my lovely readers who have asked for a continuation of this 'Universe'.

Fic 4 in the Equine Intervention Arc.

Commenced December 2011 - ShenLong

“Equus”

Chapter 3

After several minutes of friendly groping and kissing on the couch, Heero reluctantly got up and went to make his phone call. Zoe answered after four rings. “Hey, Zoe, it's Heero.”

“Hi Heero, how are you and Duo?”

“We're fine, what about you and Michael?”

“Doing really well, especially since the Olympics. Michael's had a lot more interest from clients in his stables and we're pretty much flat out. What about you? Treize keeping you busy?”

“Yeah, he is. Actually, it's Michael I wished to speak to.”

“Oh? Nothing wrong is there?”

Heero gave a soft chuckle. He had to hand it to Zoe, she was quite subtle in her fishing for information. “No, there's nothing wrong. I wanted to pick his brains if I could...”

“I don't think you'd have much luck there, he doesn't have a lot to start with,” Zoe snickered.

“Zoe!”

“Just kidding.”

“I'm seriously considering going into business for myself, along similar lines to what Michael is doing and I was hoping I could talk to him and get some pointers, suggestions and such, if he wouldn't mind?”

“Heero, that's wonderful news. I know you would be successful at it too. Trust me, there's a lot of people out there screaming for someone to take on their horses and educate them. You have a natural gift so I know they will be beating down your door to secure a place if you go ahead with this venture.”

Blushing at the woman's kind words, Heero managed to find his voice again. “I don't know about that, but I'd like to get as much information as I can before I proceed and I thought that Michael, well with his experience might be able to help me out a bit.”

“I know he'd love to, Heero. Look, he's out back in the paddock right now working one of the youngsters. How about I let him know and when he comes in tonight and he can give you a call back?”

“That would be lovely. Thank you, Zoe.”

“My pleasure, Heero. Now, tell me what else has been going on since I last saw you.”

Heero chatted with Zoe for a little while longer, exchanging news before finally hanging up with the promise of Michael calling back later that evening. Wandering back into the kitchen he spotted Duo just putting the finishing touches to their drinks.

“Tea?” Duo asked as he placed a cup on the table and took a seat, his own cup cradled in his hand.

“Thanks.” Heero sat opposite his lover and picked the cup up.

“What did Michael have to say?”

“He wasn't available, I spoke to Zoe as Michael was out working a youngster.”

“Ah.”

“I explained to Zoe what I was calling for and she said she would let Michael know and get him to call back later.”

“I'm sure he will be able to advise you, Heero.”

“Yeah, I hope so too.”

Duo glanced at the clock. “I'd better shift, I'm on evening consults and they start in half an hour.”

“I think I'll go do a little work with Wing, see if I can't tire him out enough that he stops trying to get out of his stable.”

“Did you get that other bolt for the door like I suggested?” Duo asked as he got up and went to rinse his mug out.

“I've got it in the tack room. I was going to put it on later, after I've finished working the rogue. The drill needs to charge up a bit so I'll ride Wing whilst it's doing that.”

“Okay. I think that should stop him.”

“I hope so, he's getting far too good at getting out. If I don’t stop him soon I'm afraid he might start to let the others out as well and that will cause a big problem,” Heero sighed.

“That it would,” Duo agreed. “Last thing you need is to have Wing, Shini, Zero and Angel all running around loose in the stable block.”

Heero rinsed his own cup through and stole a kiss. “I'll come up to the surgery later, once I've finished off the nags and give Catherine a hand with the filing and accounts.”

“Okay. Thanks.”

* * *

Straightening his back, Heero let the drill hang in his hand as he studied the new bolt. “Let's see if you can get out of that one, Wing,” he muttered. With Wing able to manipulate the stable bolt with his lips and get the door to open, Heero had tried to come up with a way to stop the colt. He'd slipped the clip of the lead rope through the bolt at one end in an attempt to stop the gray, but within a week, Wing had managed to learn how to undo the clip and jiggle the door bolt. Duo had suggested putting a second bolt on the door, this one three quarters of the way down, that way Wing wouldn't be able to reach it with his mouth. Even if he got the top bolt undone, he wouldn't be able to get the door open without undoing the bottom bolt. It was either that or put a padlock on the stable door and Heero refused to use a padlock. If they were to have an emergency, he would need to get the horses out quickly and a padlock on the stable door would take up extra time, time that could mean the difference between life and death. No, as a safety measure, Heero refused to use a padlock.

The second bolt was now firmly attached to the stable door and Heero hoped this would put an end to the gray's escapades – or at least slow him down for some time.

Chore completed, Heero took the drill back to its place of residence and set about putting in the night feeds and getting his horses brought in and settled.

* * *

“Just continue with the course of antibiotics for the next seven days, Mrs. Palmer. If there is no improvement after three days or Sandy takes a turn for the worse, bring him straight back.”

“Thank you, Doctor Maxwell.”

“My pleasure. Catherine will see to you.” Duo placed the dog's file on the shelf at the little window as Mrs. Palmer passed back through the door and into the waiting room.

Catherine picked up the file and turned to the woman after handing Duo the next client's file.

Sticking his head inside the waiting room, Duo called for his next patient. “Mr. Marks?” A middle aged man stood up and leading a large rottweiler, began to approach Duo. “This way, please.”

The three entered the consulting room, Duo placing the file on the counter and turning to face his patient. “What can I do for you and Butch today?”

“I noticed a bit of a lump coming up on Butch's side. I didn't think too much of it at first, but it's getting bigger and it's starting to affect his walking. He also seems to be in a bit of pain with it too.”

“I see. How long ago did you notice it?” Duo began to write down notes in the dog's file.

Mr. Marks scratched his head. “Let's see now, would have been about three weeks ago I think.”

Duo frowned a touch but decided against letting the client know he should have brought the dog in sooner. What was done was done, but the earlier he'd been able to see the dog, the easier it would have been to treat. “Okay. Do you think we can get him up onto the examination table?”

Both Marks and Duo looked from the big dog to the table and back to the dog.

“Okay, maybe I can treat him where he is.” Duo knew here wasn't any way he would be able to lift the dog by himself and it looked like Mr. Marks wasn't too keen on flexing his muscles either. “Can you hold him still for me, please?”

Marks bent down a little and took hold of the dog's collar. “Okay, I've got him.”

“Where exactly is the lump?”

“Just on his rib cage by the right front leg.”

“Ah, I see it.” Duo crouched low and eased the dog's leg forward. There was the sound of a low growl from the dog's chest and a light fluttering of the dog's lips. Duo swallowed. “Hold him tight would you? I need to feel the lump and I don't think he will like it much. I'll be as gentle as I can.”

“Right you are.” Marks took a firmer hold of the dog's collar. “I'm ready.”

“Thanks.” Duo eased forward again, eyes scanning over the lump as a hand inched forward. He could hear the low rumble again and kept part of his attention on the beast, the rest on examining the lump. As his fingers found the lump and began to gently probe around, all his attention turned to what his fingers were telling him.

Butch suddenly decided he didn't want to play this game.

The lips curled up in a snarl, a loud growl rose menacingly from the chest followed by a flash of white teeth. It all happened so fast that neither man saw it coming. Butch pulled his massive head free from the restraining hands on his collar and whipped around, sinking his teeth into Duo's right wrist.

“Ow! Shit!” Duo yelled as the dog's teeth sank home in his flesh. The jaw locked on and refused to let go.

“Butch!” yelled Marks. “Bad dog! Let go!” Mr. Marks tried to pull the dog off Duo's arm, but Butch wasn't having any of it and bit deeper.

“Oh, fuck!” Duo growled as the pain in his arm and wrist increased. His eyes began to water and in a desperate attempt to free himself he raised his left hand, made a fist and brought it down sharply on Butch's nose.

The sudden blow caught the rottweiler off guard and his jaw suddenly opened. It was all the space Duo needed to pull his arm free. Back pedaling away from the dog and cradling his arm to his chest, Duo was only interested in putting a lot of distance between himself and the dog as quickly as possible.

There was a sharp knock on the consulting room door followed by it opening rapidly, Catherine and Heero both stepping inside with concerned looks on their faces.

“Sorry to barge in but we heard... Oh shit, Duo, are you okay?” Heero had begun to apologize for the intrusion when he spotted his lover sitting on the floor in the corner, clutching his arm to his chest and his white coat rapidly turning red.

“Ah, I think I need some help here,” Duo managed to get out.

“Doctor Maxwell, I'm so sorry,” Mr. Marks began to apologize as he grabbed the dog once more by the collar and hung on tight.

“It's okay,” Duo cut the man off. “Would you mind taking Butch into the other consulting room for a moment whilst I deal with this?”

“I'll take you through,” Catherine offered and opened the door for the client.

“Doctor Maxwell, I really am sorry...”

“It's okay, Mr. Marks, really. I'll be with you again just as soon as I've sorted this out,” Duo replied through gritted teeth.

The man practically dragged the dog through the door and into the other consulting room where Catherine assured him that Duo would be okay and they would be with him very shortly.

As soon as Marks and the dog were out the door, Heero was on his lover. “Duo? What happened? Here, let me see.” Heero managed to assist Duo to stand and gently coaxed the injured limb away from Duo's chest. He gave a low whistle through his teeth. “Fuck, he did bite you.”

“No shit,” Duo replied and grimaced.

“Come on, over to the sink and let's clean that up so we can see the full extent of the damage.” Heero pulled his partner across the consulting room to the small sink and turned the faucet on, putting Duo's arm underneath the gentle flow.

Catherine returned and immediately went to help Heero. “What happened?” she asked as she fetched some swabs, gauze and betadine.

“Butch decided he didn't like me examining him,” Duo replied and grimaced as Catherine tried to wash the blood from his wrist.

“If he's going to bite like that he should be muzzled,” Heero stated and took over cleaning the bites.

“Don't worry, I'll be sure to put one on him before I continue my examination.”

“You're not going to try again?” Heero said, pausing in his washing of Duo's arm.

“I have to, Heero. He's a patient and needs to be treated. Unfortunately, this is all a part of the job. Ouch, could you be a little more careful, that stings.”

“Sorry.” Heero eased a little with his wiping of the wounds.

Catherine held out a towel and gently wrapped Duo's arm and wrist in it, drying it off and then taking a proper look at the damage.

There were two deep puncture marks on the top of Duo's wrist and another two underneath, all four were still bleeding sluggishly. Catherine probed around with gentle fingers, trying to feel if those teeth had connected with any of Duo's bones or other vital parts.

“I really think you should take a trip to the doctors or the hospital and get this looked at, Duo. Whilst I don't think there is anything damaged inside, you really need an x-ray to confirm that.” Catherine gave her boss a firm look.

“I have an x-ray machine here, I can take one myself and see if there's any damage, I don't need to go to the hospital,” Duo grumbled.

“I agree with Catherine. It's a nasty bite and should be looked at by a medical professional,” Heero said as he took in the sight of the wrist which was starting to swell a bit.

“I am a medical professional,” Duo huffed in his defense.

“Duo, you're a vet, not a doctor,” Heero replied in a tone that clearly told his lover he would be putting him in the car and taking him to the hospital regardless of any protest and Duo could just get over it.

“Fine, fine,” Duo muttered. “I need to finish consults first though. How many more clients?”

“Two after the current one,” Catherine informed.

“I'll help you with both of them, and this one too,” Heero stated firmly.

“Okay, okay, I surrender.” Duo gave a sigh and flopped into the chair, holding his injured arm out for Catherine to swab with the betadine and Heero to finish up with the gauze and bandage.

“That's it all done,” Heero said and tossed the rubbish into the bin.

“Thank you both,” Duo said. “Now, I'll get back to my patient.”

“Shall I clean the consulting room up a bit? Oh, and you might want to change your coat,” Catherine said.

Duo looked down at his blood stained, white coat and the spatters of blood on the consulting room floor. “Um, that might be an idea.” Carefully he shrugged out of the coat only to find that some of the blood had penetrated through the material and onto his shirt. “Damn.”

“Don't worry, this will cover it for now,” Heero said and held out another white coat for Duo to shrug into.

“Thanks.”

“Come on, the sooner we get this rabid beast treated, the sooner you can finish off consults and go to the hospital.”

Duo rolled his eyes. “Fine. Follow me.” The pair went through to the second consulting room, leaving Catherine to clean up the blood stains from the floor and return to the reception to reassure the waiting clients that Doctor Maxwell was all right.

*

Butch growled and squirmed, snarling as best he could, but it didn't matter what he did, there was no way he could get his jaws free to bite again. Heero had muzzled the dog and now held it in a firm grip by the scruff of the neck. Duo returned to his examination of the lump and concluded it was possibly a form of benign cancer.

“I'll know for certain in a minute. All I need is a small sample from the growth so I can check under the microscope,” he told Mr. Marks.

“Okay, you do whatever it is you need to, Doc,” replied Marks.

Duo managed to get a scraping of the tumor and quickly placed his sample on a slide and added a couple of drops of chemical to it. Placing it under the microscope, he adjusted the sights and stared into the microscopic world of cells. Moments later he raised his head and looked at his client.

“It is a type of benign cancer, a rather aggressive one too.”

“What can we do about it?”

“Butch will need to be operated on to remove it, and the sooner the better. If we do nothing, it will continue to grow rapidly and very soon he won't be able to walk at all. As you've noticed yourself, it's growing very fast and I'd say in a matter of a couple of weeks he won't be doing much of anything.”

“I see. When could you do it?”

“I'd like to book him in for surgery tomorrow, if that's okay with you?”

“That's fine, Doc. Do you want me to leave him here tonight or bring him back in the morning?”

“Leave him here, Mr. Marks. I'll pop him in a kennel tonight and then we can monitor him, make sure he doesn't have anything more to eat or drink after nine tonight in readiness for the anesthetic.”

“Thank you, Doc. He really doesn't deserve this after biting you.” Marks gave the dog a glare.

“It's fine, Mr. Marks. Unfortunately, it comes with the territory,” Duo replied with a grin. “I'll have Heero take him through to the kennels and Catherine will speak to you about the operation.”

“Thanks.”

Heero duly led the rottweiler out and into a kennel, leaving the muzzle removal until the last possible second. Closing the kennel gate, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Catherine spoke with Mr. Marks and gave him the run down on the procedure, the recovery time, cost and so on before the man left.

Gingerly picking up the next client file, Duo was pleased to see it was a kitten vaccination. Right now all he felt up to dealing with were creatures that were soft and docile, preferably pet snails.

* * *

Once consults were finished, Heero took his lover back to the house, Catherine having insisted she would be perfectly fine to clean up and lock the surgery. She made Heero promise to call her later and let her know how Duo was. She also promised to let Hilde know of Duo's 'accident'. With the business side of things taken care of, Duo was ordered to take a shower, put on clean clothes and once Heero had re-bandaged his wounds they would be making a trip to the emergency department of Salsbury Memorial Hospital.

Too tired and sore to argue, Duo meekly obeyed his lover and headed directly for the shower. His arm was sore and throbbing and despite not liking hospitals all that much, he did know it was for the best that he go get checked out.

Whilst Duo was in the shower, the phone rang, Heero answering it quickly and hoping it wasn't a call out.

“Maxwell Veterinary Practice.”

“Heero? It's Michael. Zoe said you'd called earlier.”

“Michael?” With the excitement of Duo's accident, Heero had completely forgotten all about Michael's calling back.

“Um, is now not a good time?” Michael could sense there was something up.

“Ah, yes and no. Look, Duo's had a bit of an accident with a patient.”

“Nothing serious I hope?”

“He got bitten by a rather large dog and I'm going to take him to the hospital for a check up just to be sure.”

“I hope it isn't too bad.”

“So do we,” Heero replied. “Actually, I don't know if Zoe told you what I was calling for-”

“Yes, she did, Heero,” Michael interrupted. “Look, there's quite a bit involved and really it would take quite a while to discuss it all over the phone. I was going to suggest that maybe we could meet up, either you guys come here, or we could come to you, have a bite of lunch and talk all about it then.”

“That sounds like a good idea.”

“That's settled then. I know you will want to be going to the hospital so I won't hold you up, Heero. How about we meet next Sunday? What time would suit you?”

Heero did some quick mental thinking, the show with Treize wasn't until another two weeks and as far as he could remember he didn't have anything on this coming Sunday. “Sunday would be fine. Why don't you two come here for around eleven or twelve? I can show you around the new property too and get your input on that, if you don't mind that is.”

“Heero, I'd be happy to help you out all I can. Okay, Sunday between eleven and twelve it is. Give Duo all our best and I hope the bite isn't serious.”

“Thanks, Michael. I'll pass that on. See you Sunday.”

“Take care, Heero. 'Bye.”

“Same to you. 'Bye.” Heero hung up just as he heard the shower water turning off. With a thoughtful look on his face he went to assist Duo to get ready for their trip to the hospital.

* * *

“I hate hospitals,” Duo grumbled for the tenth time and they'd only just reached the parking area.

“I know you do, I don't like them much either, but you really need to get that bite looked at,” Heero soothed yet again.

“Don't see why it couldn't have waited until tomorrow. I could have gone to Doc Po's surgery.”

“Duo, it's starting to swell up and who knows what infections could be setting in. It's better to have it looked at and treated now rather than wait. If there is an infection starting they can give you antibiotics and stuff to fight it off.”

“I guess so. But I still don't like hospitals.”

Heero sighed and gave up.

*

Walking into the Emergency section of the Salsbury Memorial Hospital, Heero glanced around and spotted the nurse's station. He made a beeline for it, a disgruntled Duo in tow.

“Sister Clarke, how lovely to see you again,” Heero said as they sat across the desk from the nurse in the emergency department.

“Mr. Yuy, and Doctor Maxwell,” Sister Clarke responded, a smile lighting up her face. “It's nice to see you both again too. What may I ask brings you to the emergency department? No more falls from horses I hope? Oh, that woman isn't around either is she? Just so I know whether or not to call for security now.”

Duo scowled at the mention of Relena.

Heero smiled. “No, Relena isn't here and it's not me that requires assistance. I've brought my partner, Doctor Maxwell here in. He's had a bit of an accident when treating a patient this evening.”

“I see.” The sister became all business, reaching for a form and clipboard. “Okay, I'll need some details first,” she said as she passed over the pen and clipboard to Duo.

“Errr, Heero? Would you mind filling that out for me please? I'm a little incapacitated here,” Duo said and waved his bandaged hand and arm under his partner's nose.

“Of course. That's okay isn't it, sister?”

“Yes, that's perfectly fine, although if Doctor Maxwell can hold a pen long enough and steady enough to sign his name at the end of the form, that would be good.”

“I'll see what I can do,” Duo replied.

Taking the clipboard, Heero began to fill out the form. It was just the basic requirements, name, date of birth, address, contact phone number, any known allergies and so on. Once Heero had finished, he passed Duo the pen and held the clipboard steady for him. Duo did his best to sign his name, which took quite a bit of concentration but he did manage it. The clipboard was passed back and the men took a seat in the waiting area.

Heero picked up a magazine and began to flick through it, only to put it down a few minutes later. Sighing, he picked up another, then another. Duo watched, the amusement showing in his face as Heero rejected magazine after magazine. Feeling his partner's eyes on him, Heero turned to look at Duo.

“What?”

“Can't find anything to read?”

“They're all women's magazines,” Heero huffed and tossed the latest one back to the table. He sat back and folded his arms instead.

Duo chuckled. “Did Michael call back at all?”

“Hai, he did whilst you were in the shower.”

“What did he say?”

“He's coming to lunch next Sunday with Zoe so he can see the new place and discuss things then. He said it would be easier that way as there was quite a bit involved.”

“Ah. I suppose I'd better do some grocery shopping then if we're having guests.”

“I'll do it, Duo. You'll need to rest that wrist. Besides, I'm the one that invited them so it's only fair I do the lunch preparation.”

“Okay, I won't protest.”

“Doctor Maxwell?”

Duo looked up as his name was called. “Yes?”

“Could you come this way?”

Duo stood, Heero following a second later. “Do you want me to come in there with you or would you rather I wait here?” Heero asked.

“I think I'd prefer it if you came with me. I really don't like hospitals.”

With a snicker, Heero followed his lover into the examination cubicle.

*

“You are very lucky, Doctor Maxwell,” said the human doctor as he studied the x-rays. “Those canines just scraped the side of the Trapezoid and Scaphoid bones of your wrist. One has nicked the tendon, but the others went cleanly between the tendons and muscles.”

“I see.” Duo had studied the x-rays as well, understanding most of the anatomy as it was similar to that of the animals he treated.

“What does all that mean?” asked Heero. He'd prefer things in simple, layman terms if possible.

“Minor damage,” Duo stated firmly.

“Hn.”

Doctor Stanford turned the light board off and faced his patient and friend. “That wrist will need to be immobilized for a couple of weeks to allow the tear in the tendon to heal. There's going to be quite a bit of swelling there and it will be very tender for a few days. I'll put you on a course of antibiotics to prevent infection in the bones and tendon and give you some mild pain killers too. I'll send a copy of my notes through to your own doctor and you will need to see her in a couple of days to check on the wounds.”

“Okay, Doctor Stanford,” Duo replied.

“I'll give you a shot of pain killer and antibiotic now to kick start things, then I'll write up the 'script and fetch the nurse to clean the wounds and bandage you up.” The doctor moved across the treatment room and fetched the prescribed drugs, Duo rolled his sleeve up and the injections were given. “I'll be back in a moment,” the doctor said and left the pair alone.

“Well that's going to put a damper on things,” Duo muttered. “How the hell am I supposed to work with this?”

“Duo, the doctor said you need to rest it for a couple of weeks,” Heero said in his 'patient' voice.

“I know what the doc said, but I can't leave all the consults and surgery to Hilde, that's not fair.”

“I'm sure she will understand.”

But Duo wasn't listening, his mind was already at work, figuring out ways he would still be able to work and rest the wrist at the same time.

The doctor returned with the prescriptions and handed them over to Heero, explaining to both men that the antibiotics were to be taken twice a day with food for ten days. The pain killers were to be used at Duo's discretion. The nurse came in with a kidney dish, swabs and antiseptic which she set down next to Duo and began the task of washing out the bite holes. Once done, she packed the bite holes with antiseptic cream, covered the wound sites with gauze and bandaged the entire lot.

Once she was finished, Duo tried to move his fingers and wrist, but found he couldn't. The bandage was on firm enough to prevent movement, but not restrict the blood flow.

“All done, Doctor Maxwell,” the pretty nurse said with a smile.

“Thank you. Can I go now?”

At Duo's side it was all Heero could do to hold the snickers. Duo did sound like a naughty school boy who had just been reprimanded by the headmaster.

“You have your 'scripts and Doctor Stanford has explained everything to you?”

“Yes, he has.” Duo did his best not to fidget.

“Then you are free to leave. Take care of that wound.”

“Thank you, I will.” Duo stood and before Heero could blink, the vet was out of the treatment room and well on his way to the sliding doors.

The nurse chuckled. Heero shook his head and turned to the woman.

“Sorry. Thanks for all your help, guess I should go catch up to him.”

The nurse nodded and smiled as Heero left.

“I guess he really doesn't like hospitals,” Heero muttered as he jogged to catch up to his disappearing boyfriend.

~ * ~

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