A few days passed since the mission. Duo remained hospitalized and even though he didn't say it aloud he liked the attention. Quatre had gone between the two buildings, but mainly he stayed with his injured friend. Heero kept a close eye out for a new mission, all the silence was unsettling to him and Trowa kept in contact with the blond Sandrock pilot.

The door to the small safe house opened with a slight creek and in walked the Chinese boy. He shut the door without a word and headed for his room only to be cut off by the Wing pilot. "What?"

"Where were you." Came the monotone statement.

"On my mission."

"For two months?"

"There were a few mishaps. Now can I go?"

"What's the over all status of your mission?"

"Unsuccessful." He brushed passed the boy in front of him and entered his small living space. He shut the door with a slam then plopped him self onto the bed.

Heero entered the kitchen and booted up his laptop. He began searching through the statuses of each OZ base. The Japanese boy let out an angry sigh as he roughly brought the top of his computer down.

"Something wrong?" Trowa questioned as he hung up the phone.

"WuFei's telling the truth."

"I can't say I understand."

"It doesn't make sense, he's flawless. He doesn't screw up like Duo and Quatre and yet his mission was a failure. It took him just over two months and he comes back in defeat." He slammed his fist onto the table. "It doesn't make any damn sense!"

"I agree and perhaps we should question him."

"Maybe after he's rested."

"Understood. And Quatre's coming back so he can he sleep. Which means you will have to stay with Duo. I have to make an appearance at the circus."

"Hn." He stood from his seat, grabbed his computer and stormed out of the house with the uni-banged boy close behind.

WuFei shot straight up on his mattress. He held his right hand up to his head, slowly he stood on the floor and made his way to the bathroom. The Shenlong pilot took a quick look at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes were dazed and without thinking he brought his left hand up and removed his ponytail.

He turned on his heels and entered the blond boy's room. He glanced at the teen's chest and noticed that he was in fact asleep. "This makes it a lot easier on me." WuFei lifted Sandrock's pilot into his arms and left the safe house.

~*~*~*

Quatre opened his eyes, as he felt somewhat uncomfortable. His aqua orbs widened with fear when saw that he was chain to a wall in cold and dark cell. "Where am I? What's going on?!"

"Finally you're awake." Said a shadowed figure.

"That voice.. ."

The person stepped into the dim light. The blond gasped, "WuFei?"

"Interesting twist of fate isn't it.. ."

"What's going on?"

"Fate."

"What does that have to do with anything?! Why are you wearing an OZ uniform?!"

"Because he does everything I tell him to." The commander stated as he stood behind the Chinese boy.

WuFei took a few steps forward so he was standing directly in front of his 'teammate'. "You're fate has been decided." He brought his right arm up and held his sword in front of Quatre.

The blonde's eyes widened again as Duo's words rang through his mind. "The hallway was too dark, the only thing I saw was the blade of a sword." "You're the one who.. ."

The black haired boy raised his blade. "It's time for you to go. You're fate is to go to the other side.. ."