I don’t own Gundam Wing. I don’t own DBZ either. I don’t own anything from Escaflowne, Pizza Hut, or whatever else you might think I might own.

 

 

Chapter eleven: What Jimmy Knew

 

Dr. J arrived at refuge Street in the Sanction suburbs. There before him stood five pissed off women, and one severely pissed off Zeches Merquise.

 

“I swear Dr. J, if you told any of the scientists where our children are,then our pet lion Fluffy will eat you for desert!” Catherine shouted.

 

Dr. J waved his hands out in front of them. “Easy girls, I didn’t tell the others a thing. So, can we get to the time machines now?”

 

“If anything happens to my niece and nephew, you will be held responsible.” Zeches said coldly. “No trial. Just tarred, feathered, mildy burned, stretched, and guillotined.”

 

Dr. J gulped as they walked towards the second time machine. “I need some peace and Quiet to figure out what’s wrong. I also need some space, so if you could just leave and-”

 

“No way!” Relena shouted. “I don’t trust you! You got the pilots killed and made people believe they were traitors!” Relena calmed her voice down but added in a deadly tone, “You work where we can see you. You’ll be watched around the clock, and fed strictly bread and water.”

 

Dr. J didn’t respond and simply moved to figure out his four-year old problem: How to fix the time machines. 

 

 

 

That night after the children were asleep in some comfortable beds, Trowa called the pilots over.

 

“What is it  Trowa?”  Quatre asked.

 

“We are their fathers.” Trowa firmly responded. The pilots paused.

 

“Are you sure? But how?!” asked Duo.

 

Trowa had trouble saying the next part. “Jimmy overheard their mother’s one night talking ablout the past.”

 

“And?” Quatre inquired.

 

Trowa looked down.   “Four of the five scientists had come to the decision it was time to start creating new gundam pilots. Better pilots though. They gave them the best traits of each parent. Genetically engineered to be perfect. ”

 

Trowa was silent for a moment. “The scientists felt that it would be in their best interest to use physically superior and mentally superior women. Fortunately, we had all known some.”

 

The pilots were stunned. They didn’t know what to say.

 

“Wait! If the scientists tried anything, you know the girls would tell us!” Duo exclaimed.

 

“Not if they did not realize it.” Trowa responded.

 

“What do you mean?” asked Wufei.

 

Trowa grew quiet. He didn’t like talking so much, especially about this subject. “According to Jimmy their mother’s had all received a free trip to some small beach in Asturia. They had some punch that knocked’em out. They woke up with no clue what happened that night.”

 

“Okay.” Quatre said. “So maybe they didn’t know it happened, but eventually they’d have to get bigger.”

 

Trowa started to explain again. “They didn’t receive the chance. All his mother recalled was going to bed one night, and waking up five days later.”

 

“Five days later?” asked Duo.

 

“Yes,” said Trowa. “Apparently Dr J. had rescued them, and returned the women to safety.”

 

“Trowa?” asked Quatre, “When will they be pregnant?”

 

Trowa fell silent. Heero knew the answer to that. “When I called about the mysterious kids, Relena had said she hadn’t heard of them, and to leave her alone. She just came back from a trip and wasn’t feeling well.”

 

“Dammit!” shouted Duo. “I’m the last person who should become a daddy!”

 

“That’s fine.” Said Trowa. “It sounds like we don’t live long enough to matter anyhow.”

 

The pilots grew quiet again. They knew those kids didn’t even know their father’s names. That simple fact already proved they wouldn’t be around for long.

 

“Why did Dorothy and the others keep everthing a huge secret then?” asked Quatre.

 

Trowa spoke softly. “I don’t know, and neither does Jimmy.”