Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, Nestle Crunches, Tootsie Rolls, or anything else you might think I own. I own nothing but the brain that came up with this idea. I make no profit everything's just for Fun! Remember this takes place after Endless Waltz, but it's AU only in the fact they still own their Gundams.

 

 

 

And Then There were Six.

By: Msmelanie

 

Chapter One: "Help?"

 

Heero looked at the front door of the house Relena was supposed to be in. 'I hope the rumors are true.' Heero knocked on the door and waited for an answer. After a minute he knocked a second time. When no one was still coming, he grabbed the handle. 'Unlocked? This isn't good. Could they have beaten me?'

 

He swiftly grabbed his gun, opened the door and ran into the house quickly seeking shelter behind a couch since he was expecting crossfire. When he knew it was safe to go on, he walked slowly up to a nearby staircase with his gun still set to go off.

 

"Help!"

 

"Relena!" Heero yelled as he started to run up the curving staircase. When he reached the top he looked down the hallway. 'Where is she yelling from?!'

 

"Help me! Please!!"

 

Last door. Heero quickly rationalized as he ran right beside the room. 'This door's not even closed'. He took a deep breath, turned toward the room and aimed his gun directly in front of himself. He glanced around the room but didn't see anyone. 'A bathroom? Is this the wrong door?'

 

"Mother, please help me! I'm desperate!!" He suddenly heard being yelled from behind the shower curtain.

 

"Relena?" Heero asked unsurely.

 

"Uuhh...Heero?" she answered. "What are you doing here?"

 

Heero holstered his gun. 'She doesn't sound like she's in danger'. "What's wrong?"

 

"Well, I..." he heard her trail off. "Would you come here for a second?"

 

Heero involuntarily blushed. "...no."

 

"I'm not naked, Heero. Please just come here for one second." she replied.

 

Heero walked with uncertainty towards the curtain. "What do you want?"

 

"Up." she replied.

 

"What?" Heero asked confused.

 

"Sigh...just open up the curtains Heero, please!" she pleaded.

 

Heero slowly opened the curtains and looked down into the bathtub.

 

"Don't say anything, just help me up." Relena grumbled.

 

Heero kept his face emotionless, but inside he couldn't help smirking. There Relena lied, fully clothed, in the bathtub. Then the moment Heero saw her, he knew why.

 

"Stop smirking on the inside and help me already." she grumbled as she squirmed uncomfortably.

 

 'So...the note was true.' Heero thought. He moved toward the part of the tub Relena's head was at. "I'm not sure if I can do this. I've never lifted a seven-month pregnant woman out of a bathtub before ."

 

Relena looked up at him. "Really? Wow, something a Gundam pilot hasn't done yet. I'm honored, now get me up!" she gritted through her teeth.

 

Heero grabbed Relena's armpits and started to hoist her up. When there was enough room in the tub Heero stepped in. "How did you get into this situation?"

 

"I don't want to talk about it." Relena said grumpily.

 

Heero lifted her back up to her feet. They both stepped out of the bathtub.

 

"What are you doing here, Heero?" Relena asked.

 

Heero stood silent for a minute. "We..."

 

Relena started to make her way out of the room.

 

"Where are you going?" Heero asked as he watched Relena leave the room. "...Relena."

 

Heero walked outside and saw Relena stepping into a room two doors down. "Where are you going?" he asked as he caught up with her.

 

Relena looked back apparently annoyed at Heero. "Talk then Heero, what is it?"

Heero looked down toward the ground again. "Somethings..." Heero looked up and realized Relena had turned on the T.V.

 

"...what are you doing?" Heero asked.

 

"Quiet." Relena said as she tried to sit/slouch on her bed.

 

"Relena, this is important." Heero growled.

 

Relena just made a shooing gesture toward Heero.

 

Heero started to glare at her. "Relena."

 

"Heero! Sigh...if it were important than you shouldn't have took a whole minute to stare at the ground! Now be quiet before-" then Relena stopped when she heard the familiar musical ending start to play. "Ohhh!!!" Relena hit the bed. "I missed my whole soap because I was too busy being stuck on my back like an overturned insect!!" Relena cried. She turned off the T.V. with her remote. "-and it was supposed to be really good too, and you made me miss what was in that box!! I've been waiting weeks and they had to show it while you just yapped, yapped, yapped!!!!"

 

Heero stared confusingly at Relena. "You're hysterical."

 

"-and your antisocial!" she shouted. "Now help me up!!"

 

Heero waited for a minute then lifted Relena to her feet again. "I'm sorry. We need to talk."

 

"Later." she said as she pushed Heero away.

 

"Relena, where are you going?" Heero asked annoyed.

 

She didn't reply, but he heard her chanting 'bathroom! bathroom!' down the hall.

 

Heero sighed and sat on the bed.

 

He reached in his back pocket and took out the letter that had been sent to him yesterday. He sat back up as he heard the echo of the toilet flushing. When Relena came into the room Heero realized she had a new accessory.

 

"I'm sorry about the event earlier before Heero." Relena apologized. "I seem to act unrational at times. What is it that you need to discuss with me?"

 

Heero glanced at Relena's feet.

 

"Heero?" Relena prompted.

 

Heero handed her the letter he held in his hand.

 

Relena read it and glanced up at Heero. Then she read it again to be certain. "Well, it does...are you sure?"

 

Heero nodded his head yes. "There's something else I must tell you."

 

"What?" Relena said quietly looking at the letter again.

 

Heero looked at her. "You have toilet paper stuck to your shoe."

 

Relena looked at him strangely. "W-what?"

 

Heero looked at her feet. "There is a long string of toilet paper stuck to your shoe."

 

"..."

"..."

"Heero!!" Relena cried waving the letter and rubbing her feet on the floor. "You just show me a letter telling me that you're the father of this baby, and you have to tell me I have bathroom paper stuck to my shoe?!"

 

Heero looked back at Relena. "It's still on your shoe."

 

Relena looked angrily at Heero again as she tried to rub the toilet paper off her shoe again.

 

Heero walked over to Relena and looked over her shoulder. "I think it's still connected to the roll."

 

"Heero!!" Relena screamed with a bright red face.

 

Heero bent down and removed the toilet paper from her shoe. "You're free now."

 

Relena just stood there too angry to speak.

 

Heero stood back up and looked toward Relena. "You're upset again."

 

Relena couldn't help it. She didn't care how she sounded anymore. "Like, no duh, dude!!"

 

Heero seemed taken back for a moment. "Dude?"

 

"Forget it!" Relena said huffily. Then her mind started to move away from the toilet paper as she looked back at the note. "Heero...is this true?"

 

Heero turned his back toward Relena. "Proof came with the letter."

 

Heero turned back around. "Why'd you come back to your mother's house?"

 

Relena sighed. "Well, what choice did I have? I really didn't want to see headlines like 'Vice Foreign Minister Dorlain Knocked Up by Unknown Person.'

 

Heero slightly tinged pink.

 

"Besides, mother was good to me. She let me have my independence for awhile." Relena replied. "She could have just dragged me home any time. She is still by law my mother and then there's..." Relena trailed off.

 

Heero turned back around. "We need to leave soon."

 

Relena took a  step closer to Heero. "Why?"

 

"To meet with the other pilots." Heero muttered.

 

Relena stared at Heero. "Then I suppose we should get going soon before-"

 

"Relena?" A feminine voice called out. "Who are you talking to?"

 

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"Master Quatre? Are you sure you want to do this?" Rashid asked.

 

Quatre smiled. "It's okay. Besides, if I don't then the scientists..."

 

"Quatre Raberba Winner." they suddenly heard behind them.

 

Quatre looked over to the left and saw Dorothy Catalonia standing near the couch he was sitting on.

 

"Ms. Dorothy." Quatre responded as she came out in front of him.

 

"Well, well, well...first a visit from the illustrious Heero Yuy, and now you. Perhaps I should start taking pictures. I might be able to obtain a collection of all you pilots." Dorothy replied.

 

"O-okay." Quatre replied nervously.

 

"So what grand scheme am I supposed to reveal to you today?" Dorothy asked.

 

Quatre fidgeted with the letter in his hands. "N-no grand scheme Ms. Dorothy just..."

 

Dorothy watched Quatre figet with the letter. "My, you're not yourself today Mr. Winner. Surely a man with 29 sisters has seen more than one pregnant woman before?"

 

Quatre laughed nervously. "Well yeah, but I was only an uncle not a-"

 

Dorothy looked at Quatre strangely as he suddenly became quiet. "Mr. Winner, what exactly are you here for?"

 

Quatre's expression became serious. "Ms. Dorothy it's about your baby."

 

Dorothy looked at Quatre. "My baby?"

 

"It's sort of not just yours." Quatre replied quietly.

 

Dorothy looked wide-eyed at Quatre. "I knew it! I knew this baby had a father, but no one believed me! So, who is it and pray tell how is it?"

 

Quatre handed Dorothy the note.

 

"...are you absolutely positive?" Dorothy questioned.

 

"Y-yes." Quatre replied.

 

Dorothy read the note again. "So you are the father? That's wonderful news!"

 

Quatre stood up and choked on air for a second. "Sc-scuse me?"

 

"Well...if it was going to be a pilot I was hoping it'd be you." Dorothy replied.

 

Quatre stepped aback on his left foot. "W-why?"

 

"Well choices were limited. I would certainly hate being called 'Onna' all the time, I'm not very good with antisocial people, but that Duo Maxwell's so far out, I'd probably kill him." Dorothy said calmly.

 

Quatre stood silent since he wasn't sure if she was joking or not.

 

"So, let's get down to business shall we? Did you plan on telling me and leaving or did you plan on helping me raise this child?" Dorothy asked.

 

"...uhhh..." Quatre replied looking at Rashid for assistance. "Well, I'm here 'cause of the scientists that are after you."

 

"That's not what I asked Mr. Winner. Are you going to stay or not?" Dorothy asked.

 

Quatre looked at Rashid again. "Well, I haven't thought about...that I-"

 

"Sigh...look, I'm not going to let you drawl out your statement because I have an urgent prior engagement with John. Just say yes or no." Dorothy replied hastily tapping her foot.

 

Quatre looked at his feet. "It's a really big decision though Ms. Doro-" 

 

"Yes or no, I gotta go!!" Dorothy shouted heading for the room behind her.

 

Quatre sat back down on the couch. "Rashid, I don't know. I wasn't expecting that question. I just need to protect her from the scientists, but..."

 

Rashid looked down at Quatre. "It's your decision, Master Quatre. I can't make it for you."

 

Quatre smiled at Rashid. "Yeah... I know."

 

After Quatre heard the toilet flush he stood back up.

 

"You're still here?" Dorothy asked as she came out.

 

Quatre looked down at the ground. "I'm sorry. I must be making you late for your meeting."

 

"What?" Dorothy asked confused.

 

Quatre looked up. "Your urgent meeting? With John?"

 

Dorothy started to blush. "That was just...I already..."

 

Quatre looked confused for a second, but realization dawned upon his face. "Oh? Oh! Ohhh..." now it was Quatre's turn to blush.

 

Rashid laughed.

 

"Rashid, it's not funny!" Quatre shouted.

 

"-but Master Quatre." Rashid replied. "You're as pink as your own shirt."

 

Dorothy laughed still blushing herself. "Ohhh...Earthling slang got me into trouble! Next time I'll just say I have to tinkle."

 

With that comment Quatre started to blush harder.

 

"Well, have you decided?" Dorothy asked.

 

Quatre fidgeted with his fingers. "I think....I should stay. A child shouldn't have to grow up without a father if he doesn't have to."

 

Dorothy looked back at Quatre. "Then I suppose you should start referring to me as Dorothy then, shouldn't you...Quatre?"

 

"F-first names?! I-i don't know if..." Quatre trailed off.

 

"Then I guess we can call each other honey." Dorothy smiled.

 

"N-no! Uhh..D-dorothy it is!" Quatre replied.

 

Dorothy looked at the couch. "So...is there something you had in mind?"

 

"We're all supposed to meet each other in a certain place tonight. It's near where Duo and Hilde Schbeiker are residing." Quatre replied.

 

"Oh, that means I get to see Ms. Relena again!" Dorothy exclaimed. "I'll go pack now!"

 

Quatre blinked. "N-now? It's not too far away though Ms.-"

 

Dorothy looked at him. "Beating traffic in this part of Europe isn't easy. Besides, I want to be there first."

 

Quatre looked at Dorothy confused. "Technically Duo's already-"

 

"I want to leave!!" Dorothy suddenly shouted.

 

Quatre stepped back. "O-okay Ms.-uh...I mean Dorothy."

 

"So...how did the other soon-to-be-mothers take it?" Dorothy suddenly asked.

 

Quatre looked back at her. 'Her attitude sure does back bounce and forth.' "Well, Duo's the only one that knows for sure that I know of. Relena may know by now, but I don't know about Trowa...I don't really want to think about his situation."