After a swift decent down the side of the mountain inspired by Duo's shout of "Bear! BIG BEAR!" ended in a collision with a tree, Quatre lay unconscious at the base of the tree.

Heero scowled, checking Quatre for injuries. "We're lost and Quatre has a concussion."

"We need to carry him and start looking for landmarks." Trowa said.

"I will carry him." Heero glared as he gently lifted Quatre.

Trowa raised an eyebrow.

"Would you carry me if I were injured?" Duo batted his eyes at Wufei.

Glancing at Duo from the corner of his eyes, Wufei nodded.

"Really?" Duo was suddenly serious.

"Yes, Duo."

"Why?" Duo frowned.

"Same reason Heero is carrying Quatre." Wufei refused to meet Duo's eyes.

Duo leaned close, whispering to Wufei. "You know they're lovers, right?"

Wufei nodded reluctantly.

Duo slipped his hand into Wufei's. "I'd carry you, too."

Wufei blushed.

As they moved out, Quatre awoke. "Who pulled a patchwork of stars over my head?"

"You have a concussion." Heero sighed.

Quatre began humming the theme from Star Wars, voice badly off key.

Confidence bolstered, Duo leaned in to whisper to Wufei once more. "You know I love you, right?"

Wufei blushed brighter. "As I do you." He smiled shyly.

An hour later, a rescuer found them. "Hey there, guys! My name is Luke�"

"Luke, I am your father!" Quatre cackled.

Luke blinked.

"Star Wars. He's got a concussion." Heero growled.

"Twits are kids." Quatre nodded sagely.

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