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Hey guys! I had a request to finish this story! Thanks to anyone who emailed me! This chapter is short, only a couple of pages, but I wanted to finish it. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! Jet

P.s. (The hugging, for any of you who may think it, is strictly not yaoi. Friends hug.)

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"I'm sorry. That room number is confidential. The patient is in critical condition and cannot be seen." The lady returned, but she didn't really sound sorry.

Duo had heard the conversation, and walked up to her. "What are you talking about? I went in and saw him...maybe an hour ago!"

Her bright blue eyes snapped open in realization. "Wh…are you Duo Maxwell?"

"You'd better believe it." Duo said defiantly. He was mad, and wanted to see his friend.

"I…I'm so sorry! 15th floor, room 543." She replied. "And tell the doctor who you are!" She called to the boys who were running down the hallway.

"They moved him. He was in 144 before. I…don't know why they moved him."

The boys didn't bother to wait for an elevator, but ran up 10 flights of stairs. When they reached the tenth floor, Trowa noticed a very disturbing sign. It read, "Mental Rehabilitation Center."

"Wha?…like an asylum?" Wu Fei asked quietly.

"An asylum? Why would Heero…" Quatre stopped as he thought of something.

Trowa turned to the American boy. "What's wrong with Heero?"

Duo looked panicked. "A lot of stuff. He broke his arm, got really beat up, hurt his legs… actually, he crushed them, and- " Duo was cut off by a gasp from Quatre.

"He…crushed his legs? Totally crushed them?" The blonde asked.

"Yeah." Duo whispered. "He…probably will never be able to walk again."

Quatre didn't say anything, but looked up at Trowa with tear filled eyes. Green eyes showed sympathy for the blonde boy, and a hidden fear for Heero. Turning to Duo, he asked,

"What else."

"…nothing." Duo lied.

"WHAT ELSE." Trowa demanded, louder.

"NOTHING!" Duo screamed.

"Look, he wouldn't be in here if he wasn't mental! So just spit it out! He's mental, he's mental, and he's mental! It's not that hard to say!" Trowa burst out, tears in his eyes now.

Duo was sobbing. "He…I don't really know what happened to him. He can't talk very well, and couldn't tell me. He can't even eat by himself! He told me, with a lot of stuttering…'something wrong in my head.' Something wrong in my head! He knew what was wrong with him! Why…why did they put him in here?!"

When he felt a hand on his shoulder, Duo looked up. He was surprised to see Wu Fei standing there. "I don't know why he's in here, but we'll find out. Let's go."

Duo nodded, and the friends went off to see Heero.

Heero was sleeping when they came in. It was kinda funny. He always seemed to be sleeping. Maybe the doctors thought that they could sleep him right through this problem.

"Heero?" Duo whispered. Wake up Heero…please wake up!

"Mmmh…Wha?" I hope Duo…is that his name?…yes…is here. Heero's eyelids fluttered open, and he struggled to get up. Two strong arms helped him. They weren't Duo's.

"Wh…who…are you?" Heero asked. I should know this guy. He looks familiar. His eyes… they're dark green and lifeless…like my own. Come on who is it?

"Don't remember me Heero?" The mysterious figure asked.

"I…" Heero stopped. That voice…I barely ever hear it. So deep…it's-"Trowa!" His eyes snapped in recognition.

Trowa grinned a very rare grin. "That's right. Now…how about the rest of them." He gestured to the other three people other than himself in the room.

"Duo!" Heero's voice cracked as his eyes zoomed to the familiar face. I'm glad you're back Duo…I don't know how long it's been…minutes or hours, but I…I'm glad you're back.

His American friend rushed to the bedside, and took the Japanese boy in his arms. Heero embraced him with one arm. I missed you Heero. Duo thought to himself as he let go.

"How ya been? They been nice to ya?" Duo asked.

"Y…yeah. It's been…nice here. I…don't…know how lo…long I've…been here." He murmured. "Who…else is here?" He asked. I know I should recognize them too…they're my other friends…I think. I…don't know who they are.

"You'll have to guess. It'll be good for your memory." Duo said softly.

"Oh." Heero stated. He pushed himself into a more comfortable position, leaning on the bedpost. "You fi…first." He pointed to one of them. Blonde…short, but not shorter than me. He looks nice. Q! His name starts with Q. Now if I could hear his voice…"

"Hi Heero." The boy said softly.

Those big blue eyes…those tears…I've seen tears like that before…it's…it's- "Quatre!"

The blonde Arabian grinned, going over and giving Heero a hug as well.

"I have been worried. Are you going to be okay?" Quatre asked.

"I…don't know." Heero replied, looking up at him with his cobalt blue eyes.

His eyes…they're not intelligent anymore! They're not as sharp, or even cruel. It's like Heero's not all there…oh no…Quatre thought, struggling to hold back the tears.

"It's good to see you again." Quatre said before he lost control, and wet tears slid down his face.

"Yeah." One more to go. He looks stern…and well, mad at the world. He's got to be Chinese, they way his eyes are slanted. Chinese? I can tell! Maybe I am getting better! I even know who it is! It's Wu Fei!

"They brought you along Wu Fei?" He asked. A whole sentence, I said a whole sentence!

"It's more like I brought them along." Wu Fei smiled.

"In my car." Duo reminded.

"You're car…it's black…right?" Heero asked. Come on…it's gotta be black. I mean, you're wearing black!

"Yeah…it is. Glad you could remember!" Duo exclaimed.

At that moment, a nurse came in. She was the same nurse that Heero had had before…Nurse Amy. "Hello boys. Back so soon?"

"We came to see if Heero can come home with us." Trowa said coldly.

"I'm sorry. That's not pos-"

"Look lady, this is our friend. Did you call us to ask if we wanted him in here? No. I want him home, and I want him home now." Wu Fei snarled, speaking for all.

"Yeah." Duo added. Quatre's tears were answer enough.

"I can't…but it's not…oh, I'll file a report. It will take a few hours to be processed. Can you wait?"

"Yes. Thank you ma'am." Quatre said, eyeing his angry friends with concern.

"I'll…see you soon." The nurse replied nervously.

When she was gone, the boys pulled up chairs and sat in a semi-circle around the bed. They looked at each other, none of them voicing a word. Heero broke the silence,

"What…now?" I'm kinda bored.

"Hmmm…I know! Let's play cards!" Duo shouted, pulling the deck from his pocket. This would be fun.

Normal disclaimer, yadeyah. I'd like to thank anyone who's emailed me to write this chapter. E-mails really encourage me to write. I'll need it- the next chapter is going to be very long. You meet 5 new characters! Hehehehe. Anyway, sorry this one's so short. It's more like a transition chapter. Jet .-_-.