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"Baby Series 3"Written By: Karina Rating: PG Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing: Quatre + Duo Notes: Challenge 143. Baby Series 3 #201. Takes
place a few hours after Time Honoured Tradition. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
Kitty Kat "Quatre Winner for Duo Maxwell." Today he would turn over a new leaf. He would put in place the measures that would allow him to lead something resembling a normal life and make certain he did not neglect the one that meant the most to him. He would never again neglect his relationship with Trowa. He had made the same pledge barely two years ago and last night Trowa had walked out the door after telling him exactly what he thought of his dedication to Winner Enterprises. Winner Enterprises had become an obsession, to make it what it was before the war. Bringing the company back from the brink of ruin to the point where it equalled the empire his father had controlled. Then he had had to go further, making it better than the company his father had managed. Why? Because he had needed to prove himself. Because he wanted to thumb his nose at all of them for seeing him as so much less than his father. He had been determined to do everything himself just to prove that he could. He had come close to losing Trowa because of his stubborn pride. Why did Trowa love him? "Mr. Winner, I'm afraid Mr. Maxwell is unavailable. He will not be in his office today." It was the second time he had made the mistake and he would not get a third chance. There was no reason why Trowa should have to put up with his foolishness. "He's in the field?" It was time to sort out his priorities. Very little in the way of sleep had taken place through the night and his body was pleasantly sore. He was not tired though. Far from it. He intended to talk to his friend, get his advice and go from there. He had made many mistakes and he would not repeat them. He would ask for help and he would apologize and he would… make it right. "I'm sorry, sir, that information is not available. I could try ringing him on his personal line?" "Please do." Dial tone. Lovely. Nothing could be accomplished overnight. He had determined to change but was overtaken by the demands of his job. Not this time around. This time he would get it right. "Yeah?" Eyebrows arched as Quatre considered the tired slur and was that… a hitch in Duo's voice? "Duo?" "Ah, yeah. Kitty Kat? `time is it?" "Nine thirty. Are you in bed?" "Ah! Shit. Ahm… had… a bit of an accident last night." Work and changes slid from his mind. "An accident?" "Yeah… Sort'a sleepy here, Kat. Damn pills. Call you back later, `k?" Duo hung up on him… and he was hurt. Drugged on pain pills? Quatre thrust himself out of the chair, grabbed his mobile phone and strode out of the office, hitting the autodial for his lover's number. "Call me if the sky falls in, Sandra. Trowa? Duo's
had an accident. I'll meet you at the palace."
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