The last chapter. It's just sort of wrapping things up. I can't believe I finished, it's kind of sad...(sorry for the repeated post.:P)

Disclaimer: I have finally devised a plot to take Gundam Wing, but, for the moment, I do not own it.

"Gee, it must run in the family." Quatre leaned over Hilde's shoulder as she put a pack of ice on my face.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked as I flinched away from the ice.

"Getting your face beaten in, it must run in the family." Wufei glanced over at Duo. He was lying on his bed, watching the TV. Personally, I think his wounds were nowhere as bad as mine. He had a split lip, and his nose was bleeding earlier and now there was a nice bruise from where I punched him.

"He used to get beaten a lot worse." Wufei turned to watch the TV. There was a news report about some terrorists. I watched uninterestedly until it showed their faces and I sat bolt upright. "No way! That's Jon and Mike."

"Who?" Duo glance over at me and even Heero looked up from his laptop.

"Jon's the one on the right and Mike's on the left. The guys from earlier."

"How do you know their names?" Trowa looked up from where he was reading a book on the couch.

"I don't think they planned on keeping me alive so they weren't very guarded."

"The suspects have now been apprehended by an anonymous source. While being led to the shuttle that will take them to Earth for their sentencing, one had this to say." The TV change to a view of the two men being led by a group of policemen. Jon looked really bad, he wasn't bleeding anymore but he had a huge bruise on his face and I'm willing to bet it hurt to breath from my kick. Mike glared at the camera and spat.

"You little American witch, if you're watching this, would you like to know just how you were to die?" I leaned forward and took the ice off my face so I could see easier. "We were going to keep you alive until your dear brother showed and then we were going to shoot you. Right in front of your brother, then he'd know what we went through." I glanced at Duo and was relieved to see that he looked as confused as I felt. "You should have died!" Mike threw himself at the camera. "And know that one day you will!"

I blinked in surprise and turned to see everyone staring at me. I smiled and put the ice back on my face. "My claim on my life. It's kind of creepy."

Duo laughed and turned back to the TV, flipping it to some movie. Hilde pushed me on the other bed and told me to rest.

I did so and was staring at the ceiling when Trowa's phone rang. I looked over and watched while he flipped it open.

"Hello, Catherine."

I swallowed and watched as Trowa nodded. "Yes, she still here. She's bleeding all over."

I sat up and stared at him. Catherine was probably checking that I was alive so she could do terrible things to me.

"Catherine? Are you alright?" Trowa suddenly took the phone from his ear and held it away. "I think she's crying."

I flopped back and gasped as I hit a bruise. "It's my fault, isn't it?"

Trowa nodded. So much for breaking it to me lightly. "She thinks it's her fault you're bleeding. No, it's not, Catherine."

I stared at the ceiling while Trowa told Catherine what had happened. It occurred to me he was being unusually talkative.

"Hey, Trowa, can you tell her I'm sorry I ran away?"

Trowa nodded but didn't pause as he spoke. After a minute there was silence and then Catherine's voice yelled from the phone, "I love you all!" and Trowa hung up.

"Soo, she's not mad at me?"

Trowa shook his head, "Not too mad."

I heaved a sigh of relief and fell back against the pillows. I was asleep in seconds. On the floor beside the bed a piece of paper got caught in a gust of wind and flew under the bed. In an untidy scribble it said: We've go the girl. Her life for the loud one's.