Quiet Celebration 8

[Morganeth]

AN: Alright so I thought for the longest time working on this chapter that it would be the last, and it would be a long one. But I'm having trouble with the scene I'm working on at the moment and I'd really like to give you something for all your support. I hope that you enjoy this chapter! and -fingers crossed- I'll have the last chapter ready in no time.

Disclaimer: I don?t own the characters from Gundam Wing

Quiet Celebration 8

Sally lounge in her bed, head resting on the smooth chest of a magnificently formed man, definitely one of the places she preferred to be. There was only the silence of her room and the strong beat of his heart in her ear. The moment was shattered when a cell phone sounded off across the room.

?It?s yours,? his deep voice rumbled in both her ear and through his chest.

?How can you tell?? Sally asked pushing herself up so she was resting more on his chest and could see his brooding features. ?We have the same tone.?

Wufei nodded towards the end of the bed ?I always turn mine off.?

?What if they need to get a hold of you?? Sally asked with a sigh, reluctantly getting to her feet. ?Or are you hiding from work?? she tossed back over her left shoulder.

?There?s nowhere you can hide from this job,? he returned and she could feel his eyes trailing down her nude form.

Glancing over her shoulder at the bed Sally smiled at the appreciative expression on Wufei?s face. Tucking loose hair behind her ear she flipped open the cell to see the message.

-Dr. Po
Please call the Mr. Newman
837-621-0457-

?You don?t like your job?? Sally commented snapping the phone closed as she walked back over to the bed.

Wufei rolled his eyes, ?Shouldn?t you be going?? he asked slipping on arm behind his head.

?It?ll keep,? she shrugged lounging across Wufei?s chest, ?Do you have a ?job???

?I?ll be leaving for the colonies,? he raised his head to look at the clock, ?In five hours.?

?You don?t sound happy about that.?

He was silent for a while onyx eyes studying the plain ceiling, ?You were the first to give me direction during the war?? he breathed finally.

?Are you in need of direction now?? it didn?t surprise her, the possibility; she?d noticed for a while that something had been bothering him. But Wufei was private; it wasn?t like him to open up about his feelings the rare time they met.

?Of a change maybe,? he muttered looking down at her.

She tilted her head in surprise, ?Not enough variety??

Wufei?s eyes narrowed, ?I?m little more than a hired gun for them.?

?Where?s the peace?? Sally guessed resting her left hand over his heart.

?Something like that,? he shook his head, ?Doesn?t matter.?

Sally got up the minute Wufei started to move, though his last remark left her a little surprised. ?Why not take a turn on guard detail?? she suggested draping her arms across Wufei?s shoulders as he pulled on his boxers.

The former pilot shook his head, loose black hair concealing his face as he reached for his pants. ?It?s not enough to protect one person.?

Sally sat back, ?Then what will you do??

Before he could answer, her phone rang again, this time a call. With a sigh of frustration Sally answered, ?Hello??

?Dr. Po, we have a representative from Organ Procurement here to see you,? a voice said immediately.

It took a moment for Sally to recognize the voice as Justin Newman, ?Right, sorry I didn?t call.? She shifted to the edge of the bed, ?I?ll be in, in ten minutes.? Twisting back towards Wufei, Sally?s shoulders dropped when she say he was already gone. Shutting the phone Sally slowly got dressed.

***

Trowa stood at the back of the elevator watching the numbers tick by when he cell vibrated in his front pocket. Pulling it out he checked the ID before answering, ?Sally,? he greeted.

?Are you in the hospital?? she asked just as Trowa stepped off the elevator.

?Yes,? he replied turning his phone off, when he saw the doctor standing outside Heero?s room, a man in a suit stood next to her.

?Perfect timing,? Sally smiled walking towards him, ?This is Logan Reed, a representative from Organ Procurement.?

Trowa accepted the man hand with a nod, ?You?ve found a kidney for Heero??

?ETA 3 hours,? the relief was clear in her voice.

?What do you need me for??

Sally stepped over to the doctor?s lounge, ?Let?s sit down.?

?Have you told Heero?? Trowa tried instead, following Sally into the large room.

?No,? she admitted taking a seat, ?To be honest I?m afraid he?ll say no.?

That didn?t actually surprise Trowa, ?Where did the kidney come from??

?There was an accident in England, young man died in a car crash,? Mr. Reed, answered flipping through a folder he was holding. ?25, in excellent health,? he continued somberly, ?His unfortunate death has saved many lives Agent Yuy?s included.?

?If he agrees,? Sally worried, massaging the skin above her eyes.

?He had nothing to do with the man?s death, he can?t have an objection,? Trowa assured.

?All the same, I thought it might be best if you tell him,? Sally explained resting her elbows on the table.

Trowa nodded his head it made sense, Heero didn?t need any medical information, he just needed to know and agree to the kidney transplant. ?I?ll go tell him now,? he said pushing his chair back from the table. Sally nodded before turning her attention to Mr. Reed, who was passing the folder across the table.

It only took a few long strides for Trowa to reach Heero?s door, he glanced through the small window briefly before opening the door and walking in. The Japanese man lay partly on his side facing the door, eyes only partially opened. At the sight of Trowa Heero shifted eyes opening.

?The news must be good,? he said voice tired and thin.

Trowa smirked, he doubted much had changed in his usual ?blank? expression but Heero had always been able to read him, just as he could read Heero. ?Sally?s talking to a man from Organ Procurement.?

?She?s tracked down a kidney.?

?It?ll be here in less than three hours,? Trowa confirmed.

?Where?d it come from?? Heero asked.

?Does it matter?? he tired first, but could easily see that Heero wouldn?t leave it at that. ?A car crash,? Trowa watched his friend closely, ?Is that going to be a problem??

There was a long moment of silence before Heero finally shook his head, ?No.? Heero reached for the controls of his bed, raising it up, ?Still comes at the cost of a man?s life.?

?That?s usually the case,? Trowa agreed.

***

Stepping out of Heero?s room Trowa reached for his cell, dialing Quatre?s secured line. Two rings later he heard his friend?s voice. ?So how much?? he asked leaning against the wall of the empty hall.

?He?s been informed?? Quatre deflected sounding hopeful.

?And he?s accepted,? the former clown assured, ?Now how much??

Quatre chuckled there was no missing the relief in his voice, ?All toll forty million. Less then I?d put aside actually.?

?Where are you now??

?Back at the office,? Quatre replied, ?Business couldn?t wait as long as I?d wanted. Does anyone suspect??

?Not that I?m aware, but I have to ask, was there really a crash??

?It was an excellent cover, I thought two anonymous donors might raise some eyebrows,? Quatre replied and Trowa could hear the smile in his voice.

?I was left wondering when I heard the man would save many lives.? Trowa commented keeping an eye on the door across the hall ?Didn?t think you?d go so far as to kill a man for this.?

?I?m pleased I didn?t have to go that far,? his voice was totally serious but Trowa knew he was smiling. There was a brief pause, ?I keep having to remind myself that this isn?t an end,? Quatre continued concern entering his voice again.

Trowa glanced back towards Heero?s room, ?You?re thinking he?ll reject the kidney??

?Shouldn?t be likely,? Quatre sounded like he was trying to reassure himself, ?How closely do you think Sally will look??

?At what?? he asked back, ?The medical file??

?Yeah, I managed to find a near perfect match,? Quatre explained, ?I didn?t want to take any risks.?

?Beyond breaking any number of federal and international laws?? Trowa returned with a raised eyebrow.

Quatre?s immediate response was to laugh, ?Yes, beyond that.?

?Have to wait and see if Sally gets suspicious,? he mused pulling a hand down his face, ?I?ll give you a call when he?s out of surgery.?

Thanks for Reading

Morganeth Taren?drel

[Fate Lowe]

Nice goin' Quatre!!! Great chapter! I can't wait for the next one.

[Morganeth]

thank you! I'm glad you liked it. Question, from the conversation in that chapter, is it clear to you what Quatre did?

Thanks again

[Fate Lowe]

What I came up with is that he paid somebody for a matching kidney. Or he and someone else donated their's and then covered it up. I hope one of those is right.

[Morganeth]

either/both of those are the right answer ^_~ I was really starting to wonder because so many other readers were acting like I hadn't revealed it yet. But I was pretty sure I had. Though I know I'm not the best judge since I'm the one who wrote it ^_^

Thank you for restoring my faith in my writing ^_~

[flipped]

i hope you'd get to update this.

[Morganeth]

I'm working on it. I ran into a little problem in the way I was looking at the last chapter, but I think it's working itself out. *fingers crossed* it won't be too much longer. Thanks for being so patient!

[Ice_Vixen]

Nice! Very NIve. Go Quatre! Go Quatre! great job with the story. It's well worht the wait. I look forwad to more!

[Morganeth]

Thanks, I think I'm just about done the final chapter...I think/hope ^_~