Our Son

Title: Our Son
Author: Fyre Faerie
Fandom: cross-over Gundam Wing and Castlevania: Symphony of the Night
Pairing: Richter/Alucard(Adrien), ½, 3/4
Summary: A child is lost and a past is discovered
Archive: You want you got it, just ask first.
Rating: R (just to be on the safe side)
Status: complete
Series/Sequel: no, this one drained me enough
Disclaimer: I don\'t own anything here but the plot.
Authors notes & Warnings: If you notice through out this fic Alucard goes back and forth from the name Alucard to Adrien. For those who don\'t know the idea behind Castlevania: Symphony of the Night it\'s pretty simple. Adrien is the name Alucard\'s human mother gave him, where Alucard is the name his father Dracula gave him. (Note that Alucard is Dracula backwards... I guess it\'s appropriate for the Count\'s first born son.)

\"Adrien! Come look at what your son has done!\" Richter called as he smiled down at the tiny baby laying on the blanket beside him.
\"What has our mischief-maker done now?\" the dvampir walked away from where he had been fishing in the stream by which they had been having their midnight picnic.
Dominic, their son, lay on his back kicking his fat little legs grinning as he held something glittering and gold in his hands. Upon closer inspection Alucard realised it was the cross that he had presented to Richter they day they had vowed to be mated for eternity.
\"He\'s going to have your strength, my love. He broke the chain right off of my neck.\" Richter said with a happy grin.
\"That he did.\" Alucard went to pull it away from the baby only to have his mate stop him. \"No... I can protect myself. He can wear it for me. That way the signs of our devotion to one another is together. Your necklace to me and my son to you.\"
Nodding Alucard had to blink away tears. \"Our son...\"
*****
\"And we brush your hair... and brush my hair... and brush your hair... and brush my hair... and finally your hair!\" Alucard said with a laugh as he switched back and forth from brushing his own waist length white hair to Dominic\'s just past his shoulder length brown curls.
\"I love that he has your hair, beloved.\" Alucard said as he noticed Richter watching them with soft smile. With a quick hand he pulled Dominic\'s curls out of his face and braided them away from his face, before doing his own the same way.
\"I still wish he had gotten your white curls. They\'re so gorgeous... And you should be careful you\'ll make our son vain about his hair.\" Richter said as he twisted the end of the white braid around his hand and gave Alucard a kiss.
\"Vainity has it\'s place... and it didn\'t matter one way or the other really who\'s hair he has... just that he is here and healthy... and...\" Alucard left off and allowed Richter to pick Dominic up so he could go put the hair care supplies up.
\"And mostly human... I know you feared for him, Adrien. But even that would not have mattered to me. He is a part of you and that in itself would be enough for me to love him, even if he had been concieved of someone else.\" Richter said softly as he took the baby and laid him into the cradle beside their bed.
\"I love you.\" was the only thing Alucard could say to such a response.

****
Alucard and Richter watched in horror as Eva, the dvampir\'s half sister, held their tiny baby son up by the foot and growled in rage at him. \"Our noble name will not be carried on by your half breed bastard. Only my childer or children will carry on our honorable father\'s name.\" She cursed at them as she drew her magic to her and formed a vortex high in the air.
\"I will not even sully my hands with his crossbreed blood... Take a good long look at your precious offspring, for it will be the last time you see him.\" Eva glared at them with a sadistic grin on her face as she drew back with all of her strength and hurled the small baby into the magical vortex.
Finally Alucard was able to move, rage pouring through him turning his eyes a deadly blood red. \"You will pay for that, sister dear.\"
\"How? Father isn\'t here to protect you anymore and with that creature you called your son gone and you disinherited... well it looks like I will be the one to carry on the proud name of Tepes.\" Eva smirked and turned, showing her opinion of Alucard and his human mate.
But she didn\'t take into a account one thing... The rage of a parent forced to watch their child be torn from them forever. She stopped at the strange feeling that wrapped itself around her throat. Turning she found Richter Belmount glare at her from the other end of the whip wrapped around her throat.
\"You... demon... I will not allow you to live to reproduce! Burn in hell for eternity, Eva.\" With a firm yank on the handle of his razor whip, Richter seperated Eva\'s head from her shoulders.
Alucard had to move with the speed of his vampiric fathers to catch Richter as he started to fall. As he caught him Richter looked up at him with pained eyes. \"Our son...\"
The son of Dracula shook his head and held his mate close. \"No... he isn\'t dead, my love. Feel with your heart... Does it tell you our son has passed from this existance?\"
Placing a hand over his heart the ex-vampire hunter closer his eyes and felt for the bond they shared with their first born. A moment later he looked up his eyes wide with joy. \"He\'s still alive.\"
Alucard nodded and pulled Richter to stand straight. \"We have only to find him, beloved.\"
\"We will find him... We have to.\" Richter said as he stared up at where only the very edge of the magical vortex could be seen fading away. Moments later Richter went walking away, knowing that Alucard would need to deal with the loss of their only child in his own way... and he needed to start plans on how to find their baby boy.
\"Father...\" Alucard looked up at the stars in the sky and loathed what he was about to do. \"Father... and Mother... watch over my son... I ask... No, I beg this of you... Mother, guide him to people who will take care of him until we can come for him... Father... give him the strength to fight any that would harm him. I beg you both... take care of your grandson until I and Richter can!\"
What the dvampir didn\'t see as he turned to follow his mate was a spirit of black and a spirit of white materialize where he had been. \"We will do this, our son.\" a male voice and a female voice said together before they disappeared to follow their first grandchild into the far off place he had been sent.

***** Another Place, Another Time

\"Duo! I\'m going to kill y-\" Heero\'s yell was cut off by said braided-baka landing on top of him with a wild giggle.
\"Heero, come on... It was only one game.\" Duo told him as he pulled his braid over his shoulder and started teasing Heero\'s nose with it.
Sneezing lightly, Heero pushed Duo off of him and the brunette landed on the floor with an \'oof\' and groan.
\"Are you okay?\" Heero looked down at his lover who lay there with a strange look on his face.
\"I... I don\'t know.\" When Duo had hit the floor he had felt something deep within him shift, but it wasn\'t hurting so he slowly sat up.
\"Do you need to see a doctor?\" Heero asked as he dealt with the unaccustomed feelings that were swirling around inside of him.
\"I don\'t think so... Help me up.\"
Heero gently reached down and pulled his husband onto the bed and with easy hands started to feel for any broken parts. \"Where does it hurt?\"
\"It doesn\'t hurt... But I felt something... here.\" he said as he put his hand over his lower abdomen. Something about what had happened made him leery. It didn\'t worry him, but something about it seemed important.
Heero probed then shrugged. \"Maybe it was all of that food you ate at Quatre\'s.\"
\"Maybe... Any way... snuggles now?\" Duo asked as he smiled up at Heero, who had seemingly forgotten the computer game Duo had loaded onto his lap top.
\"Okay... but as soon as you\'re feeling better I\'m going to punish you for the game.\" Heero told him as he snuggled up to Duo and wrapped the knee length braid around his hand.
\"Damn... I thought you had forgotten.\" Duo said with a sleepy chuckle.

*****
\"Duo... may I ask you something?\" Quatre asked as he sat with his feet up on the couch and his hands balanced on his destinded tummy. Trowa sat just behind him with his hands over his husband\'s.
Duo, who had been sitting on a chair across from him, looked up and shrugged. \"Sure... It doesn\'t mean I can answer it though.\"
Chuckling, Quatre asked, \"Why do you never cut your hair?\"
Duo, having had this question before, shrugged. \"I don\'t really know. I guess I always associated long hair with my parents... I guess one of them must have had long hair or something. Why, after all this time do you ask me about my hair?\"
\"I don\'t know... I guess my curiousity got the better of me. You don\'t remember anything about your parents?\" Quatre\'s hand tightened a little around his tummy at the thought of his baby never knowing him or Trowa.
\"There are a few things... but nothing I can say for certain was them and not something I saw on the streets.\" Duo gave them a grin and shrugged. \"I\'ve accpeted that they\'re gone. It actually doesn\'t hurt as bad any more... I guess it\'s \'cause of Heero.\"
\"Would you mind... well you... since I\'ve become pregnant my empathy has... strengthened... If a memory is strong enough... sometimes I can see them.\" Quatre told him softly. He would love to be able to give Duo back at least one memory of his parents.
\"You\'re almost a telepath?\" Duo asked in shock as he stared at his friend in shock. Behind Quatre, Trowa nodded still amazed at some of the things Quatre had seen in his own mind.
\"Yeah... may I try?\" Quatre turned those large, strangely innocent eyes on Duo and the former pilot had no chance.
\"Sure... what the hey.\" Duo stood up and moved to kneel beside Quatre, who was now sitting with his legs off of the couch.
Gently he reached out and touched Duo\'s temple. \"Now think about the memories you believe to be your parents.\"
Duo closed his eyes and thought, not only of his hair but of the cross he had been found with. //Please... I just want to know something about them... What they looked like, smelled like, their voices... anything.// Duo prayed to any that would listen to his silent plea.
Trowa, who had been watching the whole process with interest felt something watching them and his head jerked up to see a set of incorporial being watching them.
//Don\'t fear us, child. We mean you, your mate and our grandson no harm.// a gentle female voice said in his head and Trowa relaxed for no other reason than amazement. A ghost was talking to him.
//Your grandson?// he asked tentitivly back. This, Trowa could honestly say, was not the strangest thing he had ever faced... though it might be the most exciting.
//Yes... our first grandson.// the black spirit said in a curt tone, though Trowa could hear the love it felt for Duo.
//What happened to his parents?// Trowa asked as he stopped paying attention to his husband and Duo and focused only on the spirits.
//They still walk the land they were born upon.// the female spirit said as she floated closer giving Trowa a brief glimps of a beautifully delicate woman wearing clothes from many centuries ago.
//They\'re not dead?// Trowa was shocked as he stared at the second spirit as the black spirit became clearer as well. It was of a man, wearing clothes from the same era as the woman.
//No, youngling. They are not. Baby Dominic was stolen from them by another child of mine.// the male spirit said his eyes bright with a hate so stong Trowa almost physically drew back.
//Dominic? Is that Duo\'s real name?//
//That is the name his parents gave him at his birth.// the female spirit said as she smiled gently at the trio in front of her.
//Can you tell their names? So we can find them and reunite them with Duo?// Trowa asked not even noticing that his husband and the very man they were talking about were staring at him with worry.
//You will not find them in this place... or this time... his daughter sent baby Dominic as far from his fathers as she could.// the female spirit said with a half way angry look at the black spirit.
//We must go... But know this Dominic Tepes is heir to a legacy most powerful... guard him as we do.// the black spirit said before both faded away leaving Trowa staring at where they had been.
\"TROWA!\" Quatre yelled as he stared at his husband. After he had felt the memories Duo had shown him they had broke to find Trowa staring into the empty space of the living room, his lips moving as if he were talking to someone they couldn\'t see.
\"Wha?!?\" Trowa jumped and looked at his husband with worry. \"Is it time?\" With Quatre days from his due date it was naturally the first thing to pop out of his mouth.
\"No... Where were you? I couldn\'t even feel your emotions.\" Quatre asked as he put his hands up to Trowa\'s face.
\"I... Duo... have you ever felt like there were guardian spirits watching after you?\" Trowa glanced over Duo\'s shoulder and shook his head before looking back at Duo.
\"No.. not really... Trow are you feeling okay?\" Duo looked to Quatre who shook his shoulders still holding his husband\'s face in worry.
\"Quat, I\'m fine... But I just communed with your guardian spirits... You\'re grandparents are watching over you... And you real name is Dominic Tepes.\" Trowa pulled Quatre\'s hands from his face and kissed them with a soft smile.
\"My real name?\" Duo started at him with wonder. \"Are you sure?\"
\"That\'s what your spirits told me, if they can be trusted.\"
\"Tepes... Tepes... I know that name...\" Quatra thought about it then shook his head. \"Did they tell you anything else?\"
\"Just that Duo\'s aunt kidnapped him and send him as far away from his parents as she could... And that his fathers are still alive. There was also something about a legacy... but I didn\'t understand that.\" Trowa told them still trying to focus on what he had been told. Gently, he moved Quatre form in front of him and went for his art supplies. After the war he had taken up drawing and painting as a way to deal with the free peaceful times they were living in.
A moment later he sat back and started drawing the two people that he had spoken with. The two other occupants were quiet as he drew and colored the two spirits. When he was done, Quatre took them and looked them over. As he saw the black male spirit the blond drew back with a gasp. \"Tepes!\"
\"What? Are you okay, love?\" Trowa started to pull the pictures away from him only to have the blond struggle to his feet and go to the book shelves muttering to himself as he pulled out a book and flipped through it.
\"Vladimir Tepes, the lord of Castlevania.\" Quatre said softly as he laid Trowa\'s picture beside the one in the book. The pictures were irrily similar.
\"Wow... is this my grandfather?\" Duo asked excitedly as he looked at the pictures with a big smile.
\"I would hope not... You see, Vladimir Tepes is the formal name of Count Dracula.\" Quatre said as he sat back down and watched the dawning look of horror on Trowa\'s face and the questions on Duo\'s.
\"I thought he was just a myth.\" Duo said in confusion.
\"Oh no... he and his damned castle haunted my family for a lot of generations.\" Quatre said as he took the book back and flipped to a picture a long dead relative had painted of Castlevania.
\"A long time ago, a branch of my mother\'s family, the Beaumounts, pledged to fight the minions of the dark lord. In fact, Simon Beaumont, came up against him once and won a half victory... And then the greatest of my ancestors, Richter Beaumont fought and killed Count Dracula after struggling through the dark castle... But the cursed creature refused to stay dead... And a few years later... Castlevania reappeared and instead of a Beaumont going against the Count, his own son did. Alucard was the half-breed spawn of Dracula and a human woman... the white spirit Trowa drew, I\'m assuming. He fought into the castle and found that Richter had been captured and bewitched to fight for the dark lord. After destroying the crystal that had held the human vampire hunter hostage, Alucard went on and fought Dracula. And defeated him, supposedly sending his spirit into the deepest pit of hell... Only now I find that it might not be true... You might have the spirit of Count Dracula watching over you.\" Quatre stared at his friend in shock as he related the tales he had found in the book his mother had left for him before her death. It had fell to him, not his sisters, to continue to guard against the threat of darkness... Just as it would fall to his son or daughter.
\"That would explain Shingami.\" Trowa said as he mind started pulling in facts and linking them together.
\"Yes, it would, wouldn\'t it?\" Quatre said and watched Duo\'s reactions before going on.
\"So... my grandpa was the evilest creature known to man at one time... But he lived a lone time ago. How could any of his children... Oh... you mean I might be... Oh.\" Duo thought about that for a moment then raised an eyebrow. \"I don\'t have any desire to drink blood or hide from the sun...\"
\"Of course not... If you are the grandchild of Count Dracula you would only be a quarter vampire. Because only one of Dracula\'s children lived to have children of their own... And that was Alucard, or the name his human mother gave him, Adrien. He was mated to Richter Beaumont, my many times removed uncle. In fact... here.\" Quatre stood up again and went to the book shelf. After putting the book he held away he drew another one down. Going back to the couch and sitting he thumbed through it. \"This is Richter\'s journal. He spoke of his and Adrien\'s first born... Dominic... And how he was captured and sent far away from them by Adrien\'s very evil sister Eva. She sent the baby into a magical vortex... never to be seen again. He went on to talk about how they searched the world for their child, but they never found him. Though they were certain he was alive. In their travels they fought and killed the rest of Dracula\'s offspring. Then, Richter\'s entries cut off and his sister, my direct ancestor, put one last entry. Here I\'ll read it.\" Quatre cleared his throat and lifted the book so that he could read the passage.
\"My brother is no long with us. He has commited himself to finding my dear nephew, Dominic through any means nessasery. And the clan has agreed, for Dominic is the last of the true Beaumonts. I wish my brother well... And I can only pray that one day he, Adrien and Dominic are reunited. My love and prayers go with them for all eternity. It\'s signed Alexandria Beaumont-Raberba. My many time removed grandmother... And there\'s a picture she commisioned done here.\" Quatre held it open to Duo who took it and stared at the picture.
They were the men that Quatre had just helped him to recall. He could remember the pale haired one brushing his hair at the same time as Duo\'s... making a game of it. It must have been an every day thing because the memory was so strong. He stared at the picture and felt tears forming.
\"There\'s something else, Duo...\" Quatre left off as the brunette looked up at him. \"It was the bonding gift Adrien gave to Richter... look at what is around Richter\'s, the brunette\'s, neck.\"
Studying the tiny picture Duo\'s hand suddenly shot to his throat and grasped his cross... \"It was my father\'s?\"
\"Apparently.\" Trowa said as he studied the picture and then gave Duo a pat on the arm. \"You look like your fathers... you have Richter\'s hair.\"
Duo grinned softly as he looked up. \"I\'ve found me parents... But they never found me.\" With the last part his grin faded and he touched the picture in sadness.
\"But they tried, Duo... Or should I call you Dominic... or even cousin?\" Quatre said as he drew Duo\'s attention from the book.
\"Cousin... That\'s right... Cousin...\" Duo grinned and then shrugged. \"Duo\'s the only name I\'ve ever known... And I don\'t think they would mind if I kept my husband\'s name.\"
\"I don\'t think so either... OH!\" Quatre\'s eyes widen as he looked up.
\"Is it time?\" Trowa asked ready to jump up and take his husband to the hospital.
\"No... but Duo I have something of your\'s... Something you father wanted you to have when you were found... Well it isn\'t the one he left you, but over the years my family has had a new one to replace the other ones as they deteriorated.\" Quatre said as he moved over and opened a sink safe and lifted out a storage box. \"This is the orginal and the one my grandmother had made for your use... Though we weren\'t expecting to give it to you but rather your decendent.\"
Duo took the box and sitting it on the desk by the sink safe opened it. Coiled inside was an ancient whip and beside it was a new one of the same make and style. \"My father\'s weapon?\"
\"Both of them used whips. I\'m happy that I could be the one to reunit the last of the Beaumonts, my cousin.\" Quatre said with a watery grin as he hugged Duo and then pulled back to bite his lip.
\"Trowa?\"
\"Yes, love?\" Trowa looked away from Duo and frowned at the strained look on Quatre\'s face.
\"Now it\'s time.\" Quatre put his hands to his stomach and breathed through the little contraction that ran through him.
\"Oh shit. Let\'s get a move on.\" Trowa said as he guided both Beaumont decendents out of the Winner mansion.

***** On Earth six months later

Duo sat cross-legged, holding his large pregnancy, on the banks of a river that ran where Castlevania had once appeared bringing with it his Grandfather. Beside him Heero sat watching the life around them. A few feet away Quatre and Trowa sat playing with six month old Simon Raberba-Winner-Barton on a blanket of their own.
A few feet past them Wufei sat taking in the peace of the land and communing with the ancestors attatched to this ancient place.
It had only been a few weeks after Simon\'s birth that Duo had found out what it had been he felt within him. The shifting, a doctor had told him, was his organs repositioning for the baby he was carrying. Once the pregnancy had been confirmed Duo had insisted they begin planning for a trip back to Earth and Heero had agreed unthinkingly still in the dazed stage of finding out he was to be a father.
Duo had been so happy and relieved when Heero had accepted what Duo was. In fact the \'pefect-soldier\' claimed to have known all along something was different about his husband.
Now, sitting on the banks of the river he had only seen in dreams, Duo recalled a few various memories as he played with whip that was curled ontop of his tummy. Most of his memories were ones that Quatre had been able to help him retieve, but it didn\'t matter. Duo was just happy to have something to tell his baby about his or her grandfathers.
\"What are you thinking about?\" Heero asked as he tugged gently on his husband\'s braid.
\"Heero... would it be okay if we gave the baby my true last name?\" Duo had been thinking about it for a while and it seemed the right thing to do, since he was the last of the true Beaumont line.
\"I assumed that would be what you wished to do. Along with name Adrien or Richter if the baby proves to be a boy.\" Heero brought the braid he held up to his lips and pressed a kiss to it with a soft almost non-existant smile.
\"Well... if it\'s a girl I was thinking Adrianna was pretty.\" Duo suggested coily as he leaned back against Heero allowing him to suppor the extra weight he carried.
Heero grunted and was about to say something when a strange mist caught his attention, making him turn and look at it fully.
Trowa, noticing as well, stood and moved between it and his family. Wufei stood and walked to stand beside Trowa, wondering at the strange things he was feeling from the mist.
Duo stood up and unfurled the whip from lap, it being the only weapon he had on him.
A strange chuckle made all of them tense, watching this mist as it drew closer.
\"We mean you and your children no harm... In fact we have been waiting for you a long time, Dominic.\" the voice drew closer with the mist and then it seemed to consolidate into two forms.
Where once there had been a vague mist was now two men familiar to Duo. \"Richter and Adrien?\"
\"My baby son.\" Richter said as tears started forming.
\"I\'m not a baby any longer.\" Duo said still not trusting what he was seeing.
\"I know you\'re a man of your standing now... And soon to be a father of your own.\" Richter smiled through his tears as he leaned slightly on Alucard.
\"There\'s no doubt he\'s a Beaumont... is there? Look at how he holds that whip... Makes me think of the time you drew it on me when I forgot to get you that hard candy near the end of your pregnancy.\" Alucard said softly into Richter\'s ear making the other man chuckle.
\"Yes... it is vaguely similar.\" Richter nodded with a chuckle.
\"How can you be here? Even being a dvampir you should have passed on centuries ago. And Richter, you should have passed long before that.\" Quarte said as he walked closer with Simon balanced on his hip. All of the feelings he sensed from these two were what a set of parents would be feeling after being reunited with a long lost child.
Trows stayed close, but he also trusted his husband\'s senses when meeting unknowns.
\"Like Castlevania once appeared we cursed ourselves to appear every so often in the hopes that we would find our son again or at the very least met some of our descendents. Dominic... may I hug you... please?\" Richter explained then stepped closer to his son and held out his arms.
Heero started to step in front of Duo only to have the braided-one step around him and into the arms of his father. \"Daddy.\"
Richter started crying again and then pulled back and laughed as he held up the braid. \"Look at this Adrien... I told you all of the attention you paid to his hair would make him vain about it... Oh... our cross.\" Richter dropped Duo\'s hair and touched the cross with a reverant look.
Duo hurriedly slipped it over his head and held it out. \"This is yours...\"
Adrien stepped closer and closed Duo\'s hand over it. \"No... it is yours. To protect you.\"
\"Thank you, Father.\" Duo nodded his head and slipped it back on.
Just as Duo was going to invite them to sit a clearing of throats made them turn. Standing a few feet away was none other than Alucard\'s parents. //We have fulfilled our promise to you, our son.// they said together and smiled at Alucard.
//We will leave him now in your care. We love you all.// they said together and a distant roar made everyone turn.
In the distance a huge castle could be seen growing from the ground itself. Then the two spirits went towards it and they, along with Castlevania disappeared forever.
\"You set your father to watch after our son?\" Richter demanded as he turned to glare at his mate.
\"I knew he would allow nothing to happen to my heir.\" Alucard said simply as if he had nothing to explain.
\"Oh... we\'re going to have a talk later...\" Richter grumbled up at him before turning and smiling Duo again. \"I guess you\'re going to have the wonderful job of showing us all about this modern world... We haven\'t been out of this mountain in almost... well a very long time.\"
\"I think that it would be better if I were to do it.\" Quatre spoke up and smiled when they looked at him. \"I am Quatre Raberba Winner Barton... Your sister Alexandria was my ancestor.\"
\"Little Alex\'s decedent?\" Richter looked at him and chuckled. \"I can see her in your eyes... It would be a pleasure and it does look like you would have it a bit easier. You\'ve already delivered where my poor Dominic is still large...\" Richter reached out and touched Duo\'s tummy with a grin.
\"I agree. Duo is in no condition to be over exerting himself.\" Heero grumbled as he glared at his... in-laws.
\"Duo?\" Adrien asked in confusion as he applied his hands over his grandchild.
\"I had no idea what my true name was and took on the name Duo Maxwell until I married Heero. Now I\'m Duo Yuy. Though we\'ve decided that the baby will carry the Beaumont name, you know so it doesn\'t die out.\" Duo explained and blushed when Alucard nodded in understanding.
\"It would be wonderful, but now that Adrien and I are back in this world we can carry on the Beaumont name very easily... I hope you\'re not adverse to a lot of siblings, because Adrien and I still have a lot of years left to make a whole passel of babies.\" Richter said as he gently nudged Duo back to sit on the blanket he had left.
\"Siblings? I\'d love it. I\'m not used to a lot of family... but I know I would love it.\" Duo grinned and then chuckled as the baby inside of him kicked in agreement.
Everything settled down and Quatre started explaining what had changed in the years that Richter and Adrien had been cursed to a half life. Richter held and bounced little Simon on his knees, getting accustomed to holding and caring for an infant again. Trowa had agreed with Quatre when the blond had suggested that the couple from the past live with them and care for Simon while Trowa and Quatre worked. Trowa could sense the strength and determination in Richter and even more so in Adrien to protect both Quatre and Simon as well as Duo. Not that he could blame them, he would probably be the same after being parted from his son for so long.
Duo sat just staring at his fathers. He finally had parents... sure they were a little late in life, but better late than never. \"What are you thinking about so seriously, son?\" Adrien asked as he glanced over and noticed the same expression he had seen upon Richter\'s face when his mate was thinking too hard on something.
\"I\'ve never really had parents before... It\'s strange.\" Duo smiled a little and shrugged.
Adrien moved away from the confusing talk about the times that he and Richter had missed and sat behind Duo. Heero glared at him and Adrien growled softly at him showing off his fangs before pulling a brush out of a pouch on his belt. Gently he untied Duo\'s braid and unwound it.
Duo sat silently as he father started brushing his hair out as Adrien had did so many times when Duo had been a baby.
\"What aren\'t you going to brush your\'s too?\" Duo asked a moment later as he glanced over his shoulder with a quirky grin.
\"No... but maybe later.\" Adrien said softly and glanced to where Richter was watching them with a gentle grin, one which Adrien returned.
They had found their son. And that was all they had ever wanted. There had been a very few things they wanted to do with their lives. Those were to defeat Dracula, have children and live a quiet life together. And they had done most of that, even if some of it had been postponed by a few centuries.

THE END