Forever Love

(*****Author's Note: No this isn't a song fic, however I was listening to the midi of it while writing. Be warned, this contains sap! As do most of my fics. You probably had to go the dentist just because of it.*****)

It was a grim night and the Gundam pilots were fighting outside an OZ base. And just when they thought there were no more mobile suits, reinforcements came their way.

Sandrock was surrounded and the communication link was cut off. Quatre looked at his surroundings, 'The others are having problems as well. I have no choice, but to self-destruct.. .' he moved his hand over to the detonation button, 'Trowa, I love you.. .' he pressed the button.

Sandrock flashed for a few moments before annihilating the mobile suits before it.

The other pilots watched the Gundam fall to the ground in pieces. They fought the last of the mobile suits and immediately jumped out of their Gundams and ran towards the wreckage.

They split up and called out to their comrade.

"Quatre?!"

"Quatre!"

"QUATRE!"

"Winner!"

Duo suddenly tripped over what he thought was a piece of Sandrock. He got to his feet and looked behind him self. "A leg.. ." he moved the piece of Gundaniam. His eye widened, "Guys, I found him!"

The others ran over to the American pilot. They stopped next to him and looked at the unconscious Arabian on the ground.

The sight was almost gut retching, there was blood everywhere. Trowa knelt down and picked up his angel's upper body, "Quatre, say something.. ."

There was no response.

"Quatre, you can't leave me.. . Please say something, anything."

Again no answer.

The green-eyed pilot pulled Quatre closer and he did something he'd thought he had forgotten how to do. He cried.

"Trowa.. ." Duo began, "I.. . I don't know what to say."

"Duo, I never took your talk about you being Shinigami seriously, but please, don't take him away from me.. ."

WuFei knelt down in front of the crying pilot of Heavyarms and took a hold of one of the blonde's wrists, "Guys, he still has a pulse."

Trowa moved away from the blond boy a little and looked at his lover's chest. The pilot of Sandrock was breathing heavily, but breathing non-the less.

"He's alive.. ." Heero gasped, he had never thought Quatre was strong enough to come out of that alive.

Duo whipped out a PHS and called for an ambulance. After a few agonizing minutes the paramedics arrived. They gently put Quatre on a stretcher and put him in the ambulance and drove off.

The four pilots got back in their Gundams and went back to the safe house.

The four remaining Gundam pilots sat in the waiting room of a nearby hospital. It was convenient that it was only a few miles away from their safe house.

A doctor walked up to the four boys, "Hi, I'm Dr. Greywoods. Are you friends of Mr. Winner?"

"How'd you know it was Quatre?" Duo asked.

"His sister sent me all of his medical records. Besides, his father is a good friend of mine."

"Is he all right?" The Japanese pilot questioned, completely monotone. But he knew if anyone looked into his eyes, that they would see that he was concerned for his blond companion.

The doctor sighed, "He basically suffered a pretty bad concussion. He does have multiple bruises on his body. He also has a few broken ribs, the worst thing is that he's in a deep coma."

"Is he going to be okay?" Trowa asked.

"I'm not sure. He could be in that coma for a day, a month, or even years. By the way," he took something out of his pocket and looked at the Latin pilot, "What is your relationship with Quatre?"

"He's my boyfriend, why?"

"That would explain this picture then." He gave the photo to Trowa, "Quatre is now in the ICU, if you want to see him you may, but keep in mind, he is in a coma."

"We want to see him." WuFei spoke up. Even to his own surprise he was worried about Quatre.

Dr. Greywoods nodded and led the to the ICU.

The doctor opened the door slowly and aloud the other pilots to enter.

Trowa walked over to Quatre's bedside and gently took hold of his hand, "Hang in their, Quatre."

WuFei stood there with his head lowered as he said a silent prayer for his comrade.

Heero looked at Trowa and then at Duo, 'Trowa's taking this almost too well. True, he did cry, but now, it's almost as if he's going to give up. I don't know what I would do if this happened to Duo.. .'

The American looked at his unconscious friend and then glanced at his watch, "I think we should go."

"I'm going to stay here. I want to be here when he wakes up."

"But Trowa, you heard the doctor.. ." Duo shook his head, "Sorry, I know you being here is what Quatre would want. After all, even if he doesn't wake up, your love will last forever, right?"

Trowa took his free hand and moved some platinum bangs from his lover's face, "Yes, I will always love him, but I think he knows that I can't live without.. . him"

The other three pilots nodded and left the hospital.

~*~*~*

The three boys arrived back at their safe house moments later. WuFei went into the Gundam hanger to ask Nataku for some guidance. Heero and Duo walked into the kitchen and made themselves a late dinner.

They sat at the table in silence. Heero looked up from his food and looked at the American pilot, "Why did you want to leave so fast. I thought for sure you would want to stay with Quatre until he awoke. He's one of your best friends, so why didn't you want to stay?"

"No reason.. ."

"Duo, why aren't you looking at me?"

Duo sighed, "I'm going to bed.. ." he got out of his seat and ran for his bedroom.

"I don't believe it."

"Don't believe what?" WuFei asked as he walked towards the table.

"Duo."

"What about him?"

"He just told his first lie.. ."

Through out the night Duo tossed and turned and nine times out of ten he wound up kicking or smacking Heero.

The three of them sat at the table for breakfast. Heero stared at Duo in silence, 'Duo, what's wrong? You always say; "I might run and hide, but I never tell a lie." But you did. What's wrong with you?'

Duo looked up from his cereal and looked at the Japanese boy, who was staring at him, "What?"

"What's wrong?" Heero questioned.

"I told you nothing's wrong."

WuFei glared at the longhaired boy, "Quit lying."

"I'm not."

"Duo," Heero sighed, "You tossed and turned all night. And when you usually speak to me or anyone, you look at them in the eye, but now you avoid our gaze. What's wrong with you?"

"I.. . don't like.. . hospitals."

"Why didn't you say anything?" The Chinese pilot asked.

"Because I thought you'd make fun of me."

Heero got out of his chair and walked over to Duo. He put his arms around the pilot of Deathscythe, "Why are you afraid?"

"Because I'm Shinigami. I'm afraid that if I go into a hospital, I'm going to kill someone. That's why I wanted to leave."

~~~

Trowa sat in a chair next to his beloved's bed. He held onto his hand and looked at the blonde's angelic face, "Please wake up. I need to hear your voice." Tears started to fall down his face and hit Quatre's hand, "I need.. . to see your.. . smile."

Quatre's fingers started to move. At the sign of the movement, Trowa looked at his lover's face.

Quatre opened his eyes half way and looked at Trowa, "Don't be.. . sad.. ." he whispered, "I.. . will.. . never.. ." his eyes started to close again.

"No Quatre, you have to stay with me."

"I'm.. ." he went back to unconsciousness.

"You're what, Quatre? Please come back. What were you trying to tell me?"

~~~

Heero let go of Duo and looked out the kitchen window, "We'll help you overcome your fear, but to do so we'll need to go and see Quatre."

"No, Heero.. . I'm too scared."

"Maxwell, we understand that, but you also have to think. Who needs the most support right now, you or Trowa and Quatre?"

"Trowa and Quatre."

Heero turned around and looked at his American lover, "Then come with us, we'll help you."

~*~*~*

An hour later the three boys rejoined Trowa in the hospital. The Latin pilot filled them in on what Quatre had said to him.

"So he's coming around?" Duo asked.

"Yeah I guess.. ."

"Then we can go." He grabbed the Wing Gundam pilot's arm, "Come on Heero." He pulled him towards the door.

"Duo, let go."

Duo tightened his grip. The Japanese pilot sighed and removed Duo's hands, "It's all right, you're not going to kill him."

The American's violet eyes widened as images of him killing Quatre with his scythe and his friend's corps in Trowa's arms and Heero, his Heero, walking up to him, gun in his hand and fired the bullet right through his heart, flashed through his mind. Duo started to shake and backed away slowly towards the door, "I'm sorry.. ."

"Duo?" Heero questioned as he approached him.

"I'm sorry, Heero. I can't do this.. ." He ran out of the room.

"Duo, wait!" Heero ran after his lover with rapid strides.

~~~

Duo stopped running once he made it outside. He sat down on a near by bench and looked up at the person who was now standing before him.

"Duo, it's all right."

"Heero, I just can't."

Heero sat down next to Duo and took his hand, "I understand. But you can't keep living in fear."

"I know, but it's hard."

"It's okay. Take it easy. We'll do it little by little, okay?"

"Yeah, but can we go home?"

"Yeah, let's just wait for WuFei."

~*~*~*

21 days had passed since Sandrock self-destructed. Dr. Greywoods had ordered WuFei to take Trowa back to the safe house for some rest. Duo had refused to go to the hospital, while Heero had decided to go and spend some time with the unconscious blond.

Heero sat in the chair next to the bed and took his hand, "I wish you were awake so you could help me with Duo." He sighed, "I know I don't act like it much, but I'm your friend, although I treat you like you're my little brother or something and I'm sure you've noticed. So tell me, if I'm your friend and some kind of big brother to you, why are you lying in this bed and not me?"

~~~

Trowa awoke in his bed. He sat up and saw WuFei standing in front of the door, "What am I doing here?"

"You fell asleep at the hospital and the doctor told me to take you home. Barton, you need to rest."

"I can't. I have to get back to Quatre."

The Chinese boy sighed in frustration, "You are staying here. After you've rested then we'll talk." He walked out of the room.

Heero came back late that night. After he had his cold dinner, he climbed into bed and curled up with the snoring Duo. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

*Dream*

Heero was standing in a field of flowers. He looked around, "Where am I?"

He took a few steps forward and looked around again, "My dreams are never set in a place this calm, but if I know this is a dream, than what's going on?"

He took a few more steps and saw someone in the distance. He ran forward and stopped right behind the person. "Quatre?" he questioned.

The blond stood up and faced the Japanese pilot of Wing, "Heero, don't blame yourself for what happened."

"What are you talking about?"

"I heard you and for the record, I do think of you as the big brother I've never had."

Heero smiled a bit, "That means a lot to me. Anyway, can you tell me what this place is?"

"This is where I've been. I found my way out once, but I was pulled right back."

"Quatre, what were you trying to tell Trowa?"

"I was trying to tell him that I would never leave him and that I'm lost."

"Lost?"

"Yes. I can't find my way back and when I was seeking guidance the space heart lead me to you. Please Heero, help me.. ."

"I don't know how. I'm having enough problems trying to help Duo."

"I know he thinks he's going to kill me, but Heero, I need help finding my way back."

"I think the only way you're going to get back is if you follow your heart. Maybe that will be a better guide than me.. ."

*End of dream*

The next day Trowa and Heero went back to the hospital to check on their comrade only to find two other people there with him, Catherine Bloom and Relena Peacecraft.

"Heero, I'm glad you didn't blow yourself up." Relena ran over him.

"Been there, done that. Now get away from me."

"Catherine, did you bring those flowers?" Trowa asked, pointing to the vase on the small table next to the bed.

"Yes and what's with that stuffed lion you're holding?"

"It's for Quatre." He put it on the bed and put Quatre's arm around it, "Now, I'll always be with you."

"What do you mean by that?" Catherine asked.

"It's a rather interesting story."

"Tell us your story." Relena took a seat in a chair on the opposite side of the bed.

"Relena, don't invade his personal life." Heero snarled.

"It's all right, Heero. This is one of the best memories I have of Quatre." He sighed, "It was probably about three months ago. We were walking down the street looking at stuff in the windows, when we came across a toy store. Out of the blue he pulled me into the store and we looked around. We went down an isle of stuffed animals and I saw this stuff camel that had eyes just like Quatre's. He saw me eyeing it and bought it for me. At that moment in time I also saw him eyeing a stuffed lion, but after we left the store he said to me, 'Now no matter where I am I'll always be with you.' After that day I promised myself that I would buy him that lion. So now I'll always be with him.. ."

"That's so sweet." Relena wiped away her tears, "Heero would you ever do something like that for me?"

"Give it up, will ya?"

That night Trowa stayed at the hospital and Heero had gone back to the safe house. Duo had gone into a somewhat depression. WuFei had told the Japanese pilot that Duo had been curled up in a corner, saying something about death coming to all who comes near Shinigami.

Heero went upstairs and entered his room, only to find Duo on the bed in a little ball.

"Shinigami will kill all who comes in contact. Shinigami will kill anyone who stands before him. Shinigami will kill all that I hold dear. I will die at the hands of the one I hold dear.. ."

Heero walked over to the bed and held the babbling American in his arms, "Duo it's all right. Shinigami isn't going to kill anyone and neither am I. Please snap out of this."

Duo moved his head so he and Heero were looking at each other. His violet eyes quivered with fear as he stared into Heero's Prussian blue eyes, "Help me.. ."

"I'm here now. Try to get some sleep. I won't leave, I promise.. ." he laid down next to his frightened lover and held him in his arms. He waited a few more minutes before he allowed sleep to take over.

*Dream*

Heero was now standing in a flower field. He looked around, "Quatre?"

"Yes Heero, it's me." the blond walked up to his Japanese friend.

"Why am I here again?"

"Heero, I did what you told me to do and my heart lead me right back to you. I sat down and started to think."

"About what?"

"About why my heart is telling me to seek help from you. You see Heero, I'm not sure if Duo cares about me at all."

The Japanese boy arched an eyebrow, "I don't follow.. . "

"You, Trowa and WuFei are always here waiting for me to wake up. Miss Relena came here and she doesn't know me well at all. Catherine showed up because of Trowa, but still she came. Trowa was telling me that my sisters called and asked if I was all right. I know my father is busy with work and the Maganacs are rebuilding Sandrock, but that doesn't excuse Duo of anything."

"He's scared, Quatre."

"I know. And the more I thought about it I realized why I was being pulled back."

"Why?"

"Because Duo is one of my best friends and he's not here. I'm afraid that Duo really doesn't care or I'm afraid that when and if I come around he'll be hurt because he wasn't there for me and I couldn't bare to see that pain in his eyes. My heart lead me to you because you are trying to help Duo, but until you do, I'll remain here."

"Quatre, I'm not sure he can handle being in a hospital long enough for him to help you.. ."

"Please Heero, help me.. ."

*End of dream*

The next morning, Heero walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table after he retrieved his cup of coffee.

"Rough night?" WuFei asked.

"Yeah. And I've been thinking about Duo's condition. I think we need to trick him in to going to the hospital."

"How will you do that?"

Heero sighed, "Well, I was thinking that we could stage a mission."

"Okay, what's the plan?"

"I'll use one of my extra e-mail accounts and e-mail myself a mission for you and I. Duo will remain here until further notice. You and I will go to the hospital, we'll wait for a few hours and then you call Duo."

"What do you want me to tell him?"

"Tell him that I was horribly injured on the mission and that I was rushed to the hospital. Then tell him I'm in the same room with Quatre. After he arrives we'll just let him figure it out."

"I'll go along with it only because I think it will help him, but do you really think he's going to come?"

Heero sighed, "He once said to me and I quote; 'I will always be there when you need me.' He says he runs, he hides, but he never lies and I believe that, not counting what happened a few weeks ago."

Operation: "Make Duo a nervous wreck and overcome his fear" was now underway.. .

Duo woke up at about noon. He made his way down to the kitchen like he did every morni.. . eerr.. . afternoon. He sat down at the kitchen table and looked at Heero's laptop.

'A new mission? I hope he'll be all right.. . What am I thinking, he's Heero Yuy: The Perfect Soldier. He'll be fine, besides.. . he has Wu with him.' He turned off the computer and walked into the living room and turned on the TV.

It was now 6:00pm. Duo began to pace, "This is bad, they should have been back by now." He stopped his pacing and smacked his forehead with his hand, "Stop thinking like this, Maxwell! They're fine. You just need to find something to do." He looked around the living room and spotted the Playstation and a pile of games.

He walked over to them and looked through Quatre's little game collection, "Final Fantasy 7.. . no. FF8.. . no. I need something long, longer than a Final Fantasy. Xenogears.. . perfect!" he put it in the system and started to play.

* * *

An hour later.. .

"Man, that's the third time I've died and I haven't even gotten passed the first 'dungeon'." He shut off the system just as the phone started to ring. He picked up the receiver, "Hello?"

"Maxwell.. ."

"WuFei are out of breath?"

"Yeah. I just came from Quatre's room. I ran down the stairs because the elevator is out of order."

"I thought you and Heero were on a mission?"

WuFei took a deep breath, "We were, but Yuy was shot in the leg and he fell behind me. I went back after him I saw three guards shooting him. One shot him in the head, another shot him in the other leg and the last one shot him in the chest. He's sharing the room with Quatre, only now he too has become comatose."

"Heero.. ." Duo sounded like he was going to cry.

"Maxwell, the doctor said it was most likely he will not survive, please come here. I'll be in their room."

"I can't WuFei. I'm too scared.. ."

"Maxwell, you've got to other wise.. ." he paused at some noises in the background, "Maxwell hurry up, OZ is.. ." he was cut off.

"WuFei.. . WUFEI!" he hung up the phone, 'I have no choice now, but to face my fear and rescue my comrades.' He ran out the door.

~~~

WuFei hung up the phone and looked at his two fellow pilots, "And now, we wait."

Trowa chuckled, "WuFei, you should be an actor."

Heero nodded and then he and Trowa gave WuFei a round of applause for his performance.

The Chinese pilot bowed, "Thank you, thank you.. ."

Down in the lobby, Duo made a mad dash for the stairs, 'Why couldn't their room be on the first floor instead of the forth.. .' He stopped in front of the room so he could catch his breath.

He slowly opened the door and entered. He scanned the room and only saw the bed that held his blond companion, "Heero?"

"I'm right here, Duo." He walked out from the shadows of the room, along with WuFei and Trowa.

"You're not injured.. ."

"You're right, I'm not."

"You lied to me." the violet eyed boy started to take deep breaths as the same images flashed before his eyes once more, "I need to leave.. ." he turned around only to have Heero grab his arm.

Heero looked at WuFei and Trowa. Seeing the look on their leader's face, they simply nodded and left the room.

"Heero, let me go."

"Duo, look at you. You put aside your fear because you heard I was in trouble."

"Well yeah, that's because I care about you."

"Then why couldn't you do that for Quatre?"

"I.. ."

Heero took the other boy's hand, "Come here." He walked him over to the chair that was next to the bed, "Take his hand and talk to him." He let go of Duo's hand, "I'll be right here."

The longhaired pilot of Deathscythe nodded and took the blonde's hand in his, "Hey Quatre, sorry I haven't been here with you. I was scared, you know? You have to pull through this, I don't want to think I killed you.. ."

The door to the room opened and Rasid walked in, "I would like some time alone with Master Quatre."

Heero and Duo nodded and left.

It was late at night and the four remaining G-boys were at their safe house. Trowa spent most of the night staring at the stuffed camel and his favorite picture of Quatre, WuFei had done some meditation and Heero and Duo had spent their time talking in their room.

*Dream*

Heero stood in what seemed like a graveyard. He looked around and then heard the faint sound of someone crying. He ran towards the source and saw the blond pilot of Sandrock in front of one of the graves, "Quatre?"

"Yes Heero." He stood up and faced the Japanese boy, "I didn't mean to bring you to this place."

"Why are you here? I thought if Duo talked to you, you would come out of your coma."

"I don't want to come out of it.. ."

"Why?"

Quatre wiped the tears from his eyes, "After you and Duo left, Rasid started to talk to me. He said, he didn't approve of my relationship with Trowa and then he called my father. Rasid put the phone up to my ear and I heard my father screaming at me."

"What'd he say?"

"He said that I was a complete disappointment. He said and I quote, 'I wish you'd never been born. If you weren't alive, than your mother would still be with us'."

"But Quatre, even if you stay here it won't bring your mom back."

"That's not the point. It hurts my father to look at me because I killed my mother!"

"What?"

"She died giving birth to me. I'm nothing but a murderer.. ." he fell to his knees and started sobbing again.

Heero bent down and put his arms around the crying boy, "It wasn't your fault. Quatre, that is all in the past and your father can't tell you how to live your life. Trowa would be heartbroken if you didn't wake up, that goes for the rest of us as well."

"But Heero.. ."

"Come back to us Quatre.. ."

*End of dream*

The next day all the pilots had returned to the hospital. Trowa had taken his seat next to Quatre and took his hand. Duo and Heero stood on the opposite side of the bed. Duo was still a little scared, but managed to put that aside for his blond friend. WuFei stood at the foot of the bed, still making his silent prayer to Nataku.

"Mmm.. ."

The four pilots looked at Quatre. The blond started to move his fingers and opened his eyes slowly.

"WuFei, go get Dr. Greywoods." Trowa said as he looked into Quatre's waking blue eyes.

Quatre looked around the room and then at his green-eyed lover, "What'd I miss?"

The End

Quatre-Chan: "I made it to the end of yet another fic."

Quatre: "Yeah and this time I didn't have to do much."

WuFei: "The best part was when we got to scare Maxwell."

Duo: "Yeah.. ." *thinks* "HEY!"

Trowa: "Falls for it every time.. ."

Heero: *nods* "Well that's all and send our chibi writer some feedback, by sending her e-mail at quatre_chan5@hotmail.com . And do NOT flame her."

WuFei: "We'll kick your butt otherwise.. ."