Circus Bingo Is Okay (Part 1)

Quatre's Home

The colony was beautiful. His home was decent. Relena had no complaints. They were close enough that they were able to follow Quatre to his colony. He easily snuck them into his home. That was good, she didn't know what Heero would have done if they went to a quarantine base. Now that the situation was taken care of? Life wasn't much better. It still didn't feel right at all. She understood the situation, someone was creating revenge against Heero, anyone involved in the war, etc. She understood that. The rest though. She had remained mostly quiet, trying to put everything into perspective. How did she get her life back from this?

Heero believed there wasn't a way. Relena didn't want to believe that. Wouldn't Milliardo be proving everything somehow staying behind? She didn't know. Heero was listening privately to social media, but he wasn't letting her hear it out loud. Relena smiled and greeted Dorothy. She bowed her head slightly while, Dorothy being Dorothy, performed a grand curtsy. She seemed to be taking the news well. Too well. Her eyes angled toward Quatre who seemed to angle away. Had he really not told her yet?

"Well, Miss Relena," Dorothy said with her usual elegant charm, "it seems even being in the vastness of the stars we get pulled together once again." She glanced toward Quatre. "Now? If I could find out why I was yanked away from an unfortunate situation by someone who wouldn't normally mess around in my affairs, I would be most assuredly grateful."

Relena knew she got it right, Quatre hadn't told Dorothy. It took time to adjust to the news, he should tell her. She put on a friendly smile for her. As sure of Relena was of herself most times, she was faltering. Heavily. Her mind moving back and forth repeatedly on each problem.

She was pregnant. At her age, she wasn't having any kind of thoughts about having a family. She had concentrated on her career and maintaining a peace between the Earth and the colonies. She never babysitted children. Never thought of them in her future. Her experience in that area was not grand at all. Polite and kind as she could be to others, but she was never a nanny Relena. Honestly? She had real doubts she would have ever been mommy Relena, knowing the stress that there had been between her and her father. Never getting to see each other because he had always worked as Prime Minister.

Then there was the accusation of abortion. Secretly. It? She didn't even want to think about that. The scandals, the articles that were probably out there right now. Drawing lines between so many. Then Heero. A wonderful man, a decent friend, not talkative but he had his own charm she has always gravitated toward. He was keeping her away from all the processes going on in her name right now that she had no control over. If that wasn't bad enough, she knew he wasn't feeling good about the fact that parts of his secret past were out there.

The whole thing. It wasn't a 'diplomat and her friendly perhaps crush working together', she felt more like Bonnie and Clyde. With a part of her not knowing when the law would catch up. With Heero, it could possibly be never, but it only brought on another worry.

She could never be herself again. She couldn't have her identity anymore, it would be too risky. Not just that, but it would be more than 'not Relena', it would be 'no identity'. No certain place to live. However Heero Yuy got around from place to place is the same way she would travel. With a baby. A traveling family on . . . what? Secret missions? A secret mission family?

Eventually her mind would settle down and she'd drift back to reality. No one could ever really tell when she spaced out. Her thoughts ricocheted back and forth within seconds.

"If we could get some rooms worked out until this is over," Heero said toward Quatre, "then we'll get out of your way so you can do important things."

Apparently Heero was thinking the same thing. Quatre needed to tell her.

"Well?" Quatre wasn't looking brave at the moment. "I just got a message from Duo, and I wanted to get this all squared away first. Duo doesn't always leave calm messages lately."

"Agreed. It's not a calm message," Heero admitted to Quatre. "Do you have a spare room?"

"Yes, quite," Quatre said. "I have three empty guest rooms right up the stairs. Follow me."

Relena followed up the stairs like the rest of them as Quatre showed them three empty rooms.

"Everyone can borrow one as long as they are here," Quatre said politely.

"No," Heero declared. "Just one of these should be used, Quatre."

Relena watched Heero's eyes. There was something else he hadn't told her yet. A Duo message? His friend Duo Maxwell sent him something that he hadn't talked about, nor had Quatre looked at.

"I'll take one double bed with Relena." Heero glared at Quatre. "You take one double bed with Dorothy Catalonia."

Quatre mumbled lightly, while Dorothy was the most in shock.

"Mister Heero Yuy," Dorothy insisted. "Might I ask why I should even entertain the idea of sharing a room with Mister Winner, when there are clearly other rooms?"

"Quatre." Heero's voice. That pure certainty in doing what he wishes. What he feels was right. His sense of justice that brought her to him all those years ago, practically following him around the world. To understand it. It was there again, tried and true. "You're going to live a life full of regret, if you don't look at Duo's message and tell Dorothy Catalonia."

Quatre was quieter. He didn't have a lost look on his face like Relena thought he would. It was almost puzzling, like he was trying to put something together. He would need all the pieces though. "The last room is a double bed. Dorothy, relax by the window. Rasid can make you some tea. I have to look into something first. Then? We'll talk."

Heero nodded toward him as he took the last room. He waited for Relena to come inside. When she was inside, he looked at the door and locked it. It was the middle of the day and Heero Yuy was already locking a bedroom door? Relena went toward the window, but Heero called out, "wait." She stopped and he moved in front, peering out of the curtains. Heero was highly on edge. No one should know they were even there. He looked out in all directions before he turned to speak again. "Things have changed, Relena."

Changed? "How much more could they change?" Relena asked.

"Revenge of the Lost doesn't want you to survive the birth."

What? "Die at birth?"

"Or before it," Heero said. "As long as you die the same way she did."

"Who did?" Relena asked.

He looked out the window longer and then glanced at her. "My mother."