AN Well, it took forever but it's finally here, the epilogue, what do you think?

Disclaimer/rating/Summary See chapter 1

Urgent Call

Heero valiantly tried to hide a snicker at the dumbfounded expression of astonishment on his fiancé's face. He evidently wasn't succeeding though and, as his lover turned to him with a mock glare, he gave up the fight and started to laugh.

Zechs looked ruefully down at his small daughter who didn't seem to share her mother's amusement, he was sure that if she could have rolled her eyes at him she would have done. Reluctantly he felt a smile break across his face despite the fact that he was covered from head to toe in talcum powder. Despite his failure at changing his daughter's nappy he also got to hear Heero laugh, he was sure that that alone was worth the embarrassment of standing here, still mildly in shock, completely white, who'd have though that baby powder was explosive anyway?

Quatre was perched on the edge of the table looking like he was trying to decide whether to run or scream. Standing beside him Trowa didn't look much better though his expression may have stemmed from the fact that he could hear the bones in his hands grinding together as Quatre worried.

"She's taking an awfully long time, what do you suppose is keeping her?"

Trowa resisted the urge to roll his eyes, God help Sally when she finally returned, Quatre was liable to attack her. "Quatre," he said out loud, "You asked me that thirty seconds ago and surprisingly enough I haven't received any telepathic messages from her in the last thirty seconds so I don't know any more that I did thirty seconds ago."

Quatre grinned, a little sheepishly at him and this time he was forced to fight a smile, he couldn't really blame his husband for worrying, it was in his nature to worry, he'd wanted this baby ever since he found out he could have one and even before that. Trowa couldn't hold worrying about it against him and it's not like he himself was immune either, he normally wasn't this sarcastic.

"I'm sorry," his husband was saying, "I suppose I have been a bit…"

Whatever he'd been about to say was cut off as the doors to the private room swung open and Sally sauntered through, much too casually for Trowa's taste, didn't she realise that she was dealing with their baby's life?

Quatre was attempting to get across the room as soon as she entered, only Trowa's sudden grip on his had and the gun pointed at the entrance, cautiously, by his husband kept him in place.

He fought a slightly hysterical laugh, this was it. Allah what if he wasn't pregnant?

Allah what if he was?!

Sally smiled at the sight in front of her, they were going to be brilliant parents, she could just feel it.

"Congratulations gentlemen, you're going to have a baby boy."

The scream of joy let rip by Quatre Winner was loud enough to cause several Preventer Hospital guards to leave their posts to try and find out what that hell had just happened.

Duo twirled a forkful of spaghetti in front of his mouth, foregoing eating it to stare at his partner.

He couldn't get what his secretary had said earlier out of his head

#Flashback#

"So are you two doing anything nice tonight?"

Duo turned to look at her curiously, although he'd protested when Une had suggested her but he couldn't bring himself to regret agreeing to a trial of having a secretary, this was seriously cutting down on the amount of paperwork he had to do which meant he had more time to spend at home.

"I think we're just having a night in… Why?"

"Just wondering," she sighed, "I wish I could convince my husband that a night in was more fun that a night out with his mates down the pub."

Duo blinked at her and then rushed away, there was something strange about the way she'd said that.

#End Flashback#

Suddenly it all began to make sense, the knowing looks the others had given them when they'd said they were moving in together, the way Une had arranged for their vacation times to coincide, the way they were always invited to places together as opposed to separately…

"…Duo, Duo…"

Wufei's voice broke into his thoughts and he started, flinging spaghetti across the table towards his… partner?

Wufei expertly ducked the flying food and turned to stare at him?

"Duo…"

"Wufei are we dating?"

Wufei's eyes bugged in shock but Duo could see that he was actually considering the question, running incidences, evidence and thoughts to his mind as he tried to find the answer, coming to the same conclusion that he just had. Before he smiled resignedly.

"I think we might be, I wish someone had told me sooner though."

"Do you mind?"

Wufei stared at him like he was crazy. "No! Do you?"

Instead of answering Duo grinned and catapulted himself across the table.

Owari

AN Aw, a nice fluffy ending, how was that, worth the wait? On another note I've got ideas for a couple of Harry Potter/Gundam Wing crossovers, would anyone be interested in reading one?