Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Family Ties ❯ Chapter 32 ( Chapter 32 )

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 line and any other characters that appear here that are not in the Gundam Wing Universe; please do not take them without permission. Written for pleasure not profit.

 

Warnings: Angst, sap, fluff, violence, Mpreg.

 

Rating: NC 17

 

Pairings: 1x2x1, 3x4x3, 5xS, HxOC

 

Summary: Sequel to Chimaera. Life in the Maxwell -Yuy household has undergone some big changes when Duo brings Keitaro home from the hospital. Hilde's wedding is approaching and the guys find there's more to this baby business than they thought. Struggling to raise a child, work at Preventer and keep the home happy is certainly a trial for both guys. Add an assassin's threats to prominent government officials' lives and both men find their lives are suddenly changed. Just how far will one go to protect the ones he loves?

 

Dedication: to all my lovely readers out there who enjoyed Chimaera and have since begged, threatened, pleaded, bribed and blackmailed me for a sequel. ^_^

 

 

"Family Ties"

 

January. 2007 ShenLong

 

Chapter 32

 

Heero drove Nurse Brown's car back to Preventer headquarters, Wufei and Sally following behind in Wufei's car. Driving into the underground parking area, Heero parked the car and got out, leaving the engine running for the moment. They would need to contact the skeleton night crew to gain access to the forensics garage and leave the car there for the forensics team to do their work the following day.

 

Parking beside the nanny's car, Wufei shut his engine off and leaving Sally with Heero, he went to organize the moving of the car to the proper place. He'd thought Heero could use the company more than him under the circumstances, hence his leaving Sally with the Japanese agent.

 

“If there are any clues in the car, Heero, you know the forensics team will find them,” Sally said, her voice reassuring.

 

“I know.” Heero's voice sounded dejected even to his own ears.

 

Sally put a comforting arm around is shoulders. “We will find them, Heero.”

 

Sad, blue eyes looked at her and Sally felt a lump rise in her throat.

 

“What if we don't? What if they're...” Heero paused and swallowed hard. “I can't live without them,” he whispered.

 

“Heero Yuy-Maxwell!” Sally snapped, using the agent's full married name. “Now you listen to me and listen good. We will find them, all three of them. Obviously there is something very wrong, we know that Duo or Nurse Brown would not have simply left without letting you know where they were going, and that for some reason they are unable to contact you. Now is when you need to be strong for them, use those skills you developed during the war and put them to use in locating your husband and son. I know damn well that Duo would be doing everything he possibly can to either get back to you or let you know where he is. The Heero I know isn't a quitter.” Sally knew the words were harsh, but she needed to jolt Heero out of his self loathing and misery, needed to get him back online and functioning as the top agent he was.

 

It seemed to work.

 

The hard words struck a chord in Heero. Sally was right, Duo, Keitaro and Nurse Brown needed him, needed him to find them. He straightened his back and took a deep breath. “Mission accepted,” he said quietly.

 

* * *

 

Keitaro finished his meal and began to doze off. Margaret smiled softly at the child and covered him over with the ratty blanket. Checking he was secure, she turned back to the used dishes and began to stack them up on the tray Murphy had brought the food, water and other utensils in on. As she placed the bowl and spoon there, a thought came to her and she paused. Her eyes looked at the spoon and then to the window.

 

Without further thought, she grabbed the spoon and made her way over to the crumbling mortar. She dug in with the spoon and almost sobbed with relief. The mortar was crumbling enough that the spoon had an instant effect, the broken, chalky bits of masonry giving way a lot easier under the spoon's assault than when Duo had tried with the lock pick.

 

Happy to have found something of use, Nurse Brown began to chip away, pleased to have something to occupy herself with and useful too. She kept an ear out for the sounds of anyone approaching the basement door whilst she slowly, but surely made progress.

 

* * *

 

Slipping through the shadows, Duo made his way out of the ambassador's residence, avoiding the cameras and security guards. He located the place on the wall where he'd climbed over and waited for the guard to pass by before removing his sweater, tying it around his waist and scaling the wall again. The sweater covered the razor wire and allowed him to slip over without damaging himself. Once he knew he was clear, he grabbed the sweater and jumped to the ground, landing with a soft thud.

 

A quick glance up and down the street confirmed he was alone. Slipping the sweater back on, Duo began to walk silently and quickly back to where Duric waited.

 

Duric's eyes were scanning the area, watching and waiting for Duo to return. He'd heard nothing over the communicator, no sounds of alarms going off so he assumed that everything was going according to plan. The sweat trickled down his back, his nerves becoming edgy as the time allowed began to draw to a close.

 

Then his eyes picked up on a shadow.

 

Duo slid into the passenger seat of the car and tossed the communicator to Duric. “It's done,” he said flatly.

 

Taking the communicator, Duric flicked a couple of switches and saw the first of the photos. He closed his eyes briefly, swallowing the bile in his throat and turned the thing off. Turning the ignition key, the car roared to life and they left the scene of the crime.

 

* * *

 

It didn't take Wufei long to locate an agent with the authority to open the forensics garage and he soon returned to Heero and Sally. “Agent Summer is waiting by the entry to the forensics section. He will open the doors so we can take the car in there ready for the team to start work on it tomorrow morning.”

 

Heero nodded and got back in the car, Wufei and Sally walking just ahead. Moments later the large door to the forensics garage section opened and Heero drove the car inside, bringing it to a halt in the bay that Agent Summer had indicated. Wufei pulled on a couple of wires once Heero had exited and the car's engine shut off.

 

Heero stood to one side with Sally and let Wufei explain to the other agent about the car, making sure to let him know that the forensics team would be fully briefed in the morning on why the vehicle was there. With the briefing over, Wufei returned to the pair.

 

“I'll take you home, Yuy,” he said quietly.

 

Blue eyes looked up and Heero opened his mouth to protest. He wanted to head back to the park and start looking for any clues there that may indicate where Nurse Brown, Duo and Keitaro may have vanished to.

 

Seeing the protest coming, Wufei was quick to cut it off. “There isn't anything we can do out there right now. It's dark and getting late. You need to return home and get some rest, it's going to be a very busy day tomorrow and you will need to be alert and ready to go.”

 

Whilst Heero knew what Chang sad was true, it didn't mean he had to like it.

 

“What time did you say Quatre and Trowa were arriving?” Sally asked as Chang took Yuy by the elbow and practically propelled him towards Wufei's car.

 

“Sometime in the early morning,” Heero replied mechanically. “They didn't give an actual time, said they would contact me once they were earth side.”

 

“Okay.” Sally looked at Wufei who read the unspoken question and nodded in agreeance. “Come on, let's get you back home then. We can discuss our plan of action for tomorrow on the ride home.”

 

With Heero in the car, Wufei set off for the mansion.

 

* * *

 

Duric brought the car to a stop around the back of the house they were using as a base. He climbed out, making sure to stay slightly behind Duo as they walked towards the back door. Duric knocked sharply three times, paused then knocked again twice, waiting for a brief moment before the door cracked open an inch.

 

Seeing Duric on the other side, Murphy opened the door to admit the two men.

 

“Where's Nolen?” Duric asked.

 

“Through there,” Murphy replied with a nod of his head in the direction of the hallway.

 

Duric grabbed Duo by the arm and pushed him towards the hall. They walked silently along until they came to a door which Duric knocked on.

 

“Enter.” Nolen looked up from where he was looking over the shoulder of Farrow who was busy typing commands into a laptop. Farrow quickly minimized the window when Nolen nudged him. Walking around from behind the desk, Nolen approached the pair. “Well?”

 

“It's complete,” Duric replied and passed over the communicator.

 

“Good. Take him back to the other two then report back to me.”

 

“Fine.” Duric turned and pushed Duo towards the door.

 

Duo growled low in his throat, his hands twitching with the effort it took to stop himself from grabbing the guy around the neck and snapping it. He had to be patient, he reminded himself. His opportunity would come, of that he was sure. And when it did, Duric would rue the day he was born.

 

* * *

 

Hearing the sounds of someone coming down the stairs towards the basement, Margaret quickly hid the spoon and positioned herself in the chair, trying to look like she was dozing. The door opened and she looked up to see Duo shoved through it, the door slamming shut behind him.

 

“Duo? Oh lord! Are you all right, son?” she asked as she shot out of her chair and across the room to the young man.

 

“I'm okay,” Duo replied wearily. “Keitaro?”

 

“He's fine, sleeping now.”

 

Duo shuffled across the room to the bed and gazed lovingly at his son. He felt his heart swell and a lump rise in his throat as he took in every detail of the sleeping infant. He was so relived to find his son safe and the nanny too. He felt the last of his energy reserves draining, leaving him washed out; the emotional roller coaster he'd been on finally catching up with him.

 

“Duo? I think you should sit down,” the nanny said, concern in her voice. Duo looked rather pale to her.

 

Turning, Duo gave the nanny a soft smile. “I'll be okay, it's just the adrenaline leaving the system and the relief that you're both still okay.”

 

Regardless of Duo's words, Margaret gently steered him to the chair, sitting him in it and fussing over him. “I'd make you a cup of tea if I could,” she said softly. “But they haven't given me anything I can use to boil water in, or tea even.”

 

“It's okay,” Duo said as he rested his hand on the nanny's arm. He could tell she was relieved he was back. “How are you holding up?”

 

“It's not been easy, I ran out of formula and diapers.”

 

“Then where did all this come from?” Duo asked as he waved at the bag of diapers sitting to one side on the floor and the tray with the used dishes and utensils on it.

 

“I decided if we're to be guests of these people, the least they can do is to look after us properly.”

 

“In other words, you read them the riot act,” Duo snickered.

 

“Not quite how I would have put it, but yes, I did make certain demands of my own,” the nurse replied with a small smile.

 

Duo could just picture the nurse letting fly with a barrage of words. Whilst she may be small in stature and a female to boot, she could certainly be a formidable force when necessary. Heero may have the glare, but Nurse Brown had the vocabulary. “How is the wrist?”

 

“Aches,” the nurse replied honestly.

 

“Here.” Duo slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out a small packet of Paracetamol.

 

“Where did you get these?” the nurse asked as she took the packet and quickly popped two of the pills out of their foil seal. She picked up the water bottle and poured some out into the small mug Murphy had given her earlier when he'd brought the baby things in.

 

“Let's just say they won't be of any use to the person I took them from,” Duo replied in a slightly pained voice.

 

“Oh, Duo,” Margaret said softly as she swallowed the pills and then came to crouch beside the chair. “They made you go through with it?”

 

Duo nodded, his voice too unsteady to trust right now.

 

Margaret placed her uninjured arm around the young man and drew him into a hug as best she could. “I'm so sorry, Duo.”

 

The tears were threatening to fall, but Duo held them back. The frustration, anger and feeling of utter helplessness washed over him, leaving him in desperate need of the offered hug. In all his life he could only ever remember being held like this by one other person - Sister Helen. She'd been the closest thing to the mother he'd never known and right now he felt like a small, lost little boy in need of a mother's care. He let himself relax and accept the offered comfort.

 

* * *

 

Wufei had only just brought the car to a stop when Heero was out and striding towards the front door of the mansion. Sally followed quickly, Wufei jogging to catch up once he'd locked the car. Once inside the mansion, Heero made a beeline for the study, immediately checking the vid phone.

 

There were no missed calls, no messages. Heero really hadn't expected there to be, but he could always hope.

 

“Why don't you go take a shower, Yuy?”

 

Heero turned to look at his superior officer and nodded. Without speaking he left the room and headed for the stairs and his and Duo's bedroom.

 

Watching him leave, Wufei rubbed a tired hand over his face. A hand on his shoulder had him turning to see Sally standing behind him.

 

“I'll go see what's in the kitchen and make us all something to eat,” she said.

 

“Thank you. I'll take a quick look upstairs and find us a couple of rooms we can use,” Wufei replied.

 

With Sally departing for the kitchen to make supper, Chang followed in Heero's footsteps to find them both a room to sleep in.

 

Heero stripped off slowly, working completely on autopilot. The pain in his chest was currently a dull ache, an ache that he knew would only get deeper and more painful the longer Duo and Keitaro were missing.

 

The hot water rained down, wetting his skin as his hands soaped himself up. Washing himself was a mechanical task, his mind continuously processing all the information they had to date on the missing trio. Right now they didn't have much at all in the way of leads.

 

Shower finished, Heero dried himself off and slipped on a pair of sweats, t-shirt and sweater. Hanging the towel back up, he decided to go back to the computer, see if he could find any clues there as to where Duo may have gone.

 

* * *

 

Nolen passed the communicator over to Farrow who connected it to the computer and downloaded the pictures. Duric returned with Murphy in tow.

 

“Any problems?” Nolen asked while he waited for Farrow to finish.

 

“No,” Duric replied. “He was in and out within forty minutes. No alarms went off and no lights came on so I assume all went according to plan.”

 

“Good.” Nolen turned back to the computer screen where the images were loading up.

 

“I think I'm gonna be sick,” Farrow muttered. “Excuse me.” Without further preamble, Farrow quickly left the room.

 

Murphy snickered, but then turned an interesting shade of green when he saw what was on the screen. “I think I'll go check on Farrow.”

 

Nolen shook his head, Duric gave a roll of his eyes.

 

Nolen studied the photos for a couple of minutes and seemed satisfied with the results. He shut the window down and sat in Farrow's vacated seat, thinking deeply.

 

“What's the next move?” Duric asked as he rested his hip on the desk and lit up a cigarette.

 

“By the morning this will be all over the news,” Nolen replied. “We wait until the afternoon, then we contact the media.”

 

Duric nodded.

 

“That's when we claim responsibility for the murder and let our demands be known.”

 

“What if they don't believe us?”

 

“They will. I'll be sure to send a couple of photos to back up our claims and demands.”

 

“What if they stall on the demands or don't deliver?” asked Duric.

 

“Then we will have to take out another politician; and we will keep assassinating until they take us seriously,” Nolen growled.

 

“Okay, boss.” Duric stretched and yawned. “I'm gonna grab some sleep. Murphy taking first watch?”

 

“Yes, if he can get himself out of the toilet long enough,” Nolen snapped.

 

Duric snickered and left.

 

* * *

 

Heero stopped pushing his food around the plate and set his fork down, sighing as he did so. “I'm sorry, Sally. I'm just not hungry,” he said and stood to take his still full plate to the garbage.

 

“I understand, Heero.” Sally was surprised that any of them had managed to eat much at all.

 

“I'm going to go to bed,” Wufei said and picked his plate up, scraping the scraps into the container Heero had sitting on the side for the dog.

 

“I think we could all do with some sleep,” Sally said as she cleaned off her plate and passed it to Wufei who loaded all the dishes into the dishwasher.

 

Heero let Miracle out for a quick run, then set the security alarms and locked up. With heavy footsteps, Heero made his way up the stairs to his and Duo's bedroom, Wufei and Sally following along behind. Heero had questioned them when they'd announced their intention to stay the night, he could understand their reasons. They paused in the hallway to say their good nights.

 

“I know I'm probably wasting my breath here, but try to get a good night's sleep, Heero. You will need your rest if you're going to be fully functional tomorrow,” Sally said and gave the Japanese man a hug.

 

“I'll try,” Heero responded in a dull tone.

 

“First thing in the morning we will go into headquarters, let the forensic team know what we need in regards to the car and then I'll contact Une and bring her up to date with what we have so far,” Chang stated. “After that I think it would be a good idea to go back to the park and see what we can find in the way of clues.

 

“Thank you, Wufei.”

 

Chang nodded.

 

The three separated and did their best to get some sleep.

 

* * *

 

The young maid set the tray down on the small table in the hall before knocking on the door and waiting for the call to enter. She fidgeted and knocked again. After waiting another minute or two, she decided the ambassador must still be asleep. Carefully, she opened the door and peeked inside.

 

The room was dark, the curtains still drawn.

 

Picking up the tray, the maid walked into the room and set the tray down on the desk. Turning, she went to the large windows and seized the edge of the drapes, pulling them apart and allowing the sunlight to filtrate the room.

 

“Good morning, ambassador,” she said cheerily as she went back to the desk and proceeded to remove the covers from the dishes there. “Cook has made you a fresh fruit salad followed by scrambled eggs and bacon just as you requested.”

 

The maid turned around as she lifted the covers to see why the ambassador hadn't answered her. The covers dropped to the floor and a scream tore from the young maid's throat as she stared into the open eyes of the dead man.

 

~ * ~

 

tbc...