This story is a sequel to One Last Chance. I reread One Last Chance and then reread the sequel I had started and decided why not finish it! I hope you enjoy!

Summary: (because OLC is 38 chapters long, though I still think you should read it. ) Duo and Heero meet while Duo is in a relationship with another man. This other man cheats on dear Duo-chan and is swiftly kicked out of his life. However, Duo just happened to be pregnant – the result of an experimental surgery. Heero and Duo start out as friends and move to lovers. After many trials, attempts on their lives and a very dangerous delivery of a beautiful little girl, the story ends. Heero's employer, the influential Relena Peacecraft exerts her power and Duo and Heero are given the ability to get married.

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"As long as there is peace, I will not fight."

CHAPTER 1

Duo was a bit disgruntled. Life had finally settled down after all that hullabaloo over his kidnapping and his delivery and his marriage and then their honeymoon. It was finally back to normal, things had continued on in wonderful blissful happiness and Duo was disgruntled.

Maybe he was disgruntled because he had a million of diapers to change a day off an adorable little girl's butt, or maybe he was disgruntled because his husband was suffocating him with concern and fear, or maybe it was because it was 93 degrees out and the air conditioning had broke, or maybe he was just feeling the after effects of the pregnancy and was "PMSing" – whatever the reason, Duo was definitely disgruntled.

The house was quiet, he had just set Camille down for her afternoon nap and he was looking forward to some serious me-time. He hurried downstairs and took his plate of chips and cheese out from the microwave. He wasn't too late, the cheese was still melty and wonderful. He sighed in contentment.

The doorbell rang. Duo closed his eyes. He may be sitting in the living room, the kind with a huge picture window right up front, but his back was turned. If he didn't move, maybe they wouldn't see him.

No such luck. Someone began banging on the window, "Duo Maxwell! I know you're in there!" Duo groaned, realizing it was Quatre. Not wanting the cranky pregnant blond to blow up at him, he pretended to be startled awake and turned and 'noticed' Quatre. His eyes widened and he waved. Muttering to himself he went and opened the front door, plastering a big smile on his face for Quatre, who was now 8 months pregnant. He and Trowa had gone through with the surgery only a month before Duo had Camille. They didn't tell anyone, preferring to keep it a surprise until after Duo had his baby. In fact they kept it a secret until Quatre was about three months along.

"I'm sorry, did I wake you, Duo?" Quatre asked apologetically. He sounded like he meant it, but Duo knew he didn't.

"Of course not," He smiled and led the way into the living room, where his chips and cheese had gotten cold and yucky. He sighed and looked at them in regret, then pushed them aside and made a place for Quatre to sit.

"So, where is Cam?"

"She's napping," Duo lounged back on the big couch as Quatre put his feet up in a lounge chair. "I usually work out a little now, get rid of this fat."

Quatre eyed Duo. Duo wasn't fat, he had a lean, lithe figure – after he had Camille he had to lose the baby weight, and he might still be tightening up his stretched tummy, but he certainly wasn't fat. "Hm, I can see you need it."

Duo laughed, "Don't get started on me, Quat." Duo's humor was slowly returning. He smiled, "How are ya doin'?"

"Good, a little tired." He gave Duo an accusatory smile, "I'm going to my check-ups and getting my treatments, so its probably easier for me." Duo snorted in response, he had been very strict about not attending his doctor's appointments – that is until Heero found out. That caused a little bit of . . . dissension between them, which lead to some other . . . unpleasantness. Duo shook his head and smiled. That was an entirely different story.

Duo looked at Quatre. He was shifting and looking around. He wanted something. "What do you want, Quat?" He said lightly, careful to keep any and all suspicion from his voice.

"Do you think I'm fat?" He responded absentmindedly.

"Yes," Duo rolled his eyes, "Now what's bothering you?" Quatre looked up sharply, a hurt look on his face, Duo feared for his life. Maybe he shouldn't have been so blunt. Quatre's features contorted and to Duo's surprise he burst out laughing.

"You're the only one –" Quatre gasped, "– who can say that to me." Quatre chuckled like Santa Claus. Once his laughter died down though, his face turned serious again. Duo just watched him, knowing Quatre would get around to it eventually.

Duo stared, his deep blue eyes watching the pregnant blonde knowingly. Quatre sighed, and smiled a little, "I guess I just want a little bit of reassurance. I've been so moody and emotional and now . . . now I'm doubting myself. I mean – Bah, I don't even know what I'm trying to say." Duo opened his mouth to speak, but Quatre beat him to it and blurted out, "I'm afraid I won't be able to do it."

Duo blinked, looked at Quatre for a moment and then laughed. Quatre really did look fit to cry this time and Duo, in his mirth, didn't notice the tears trailing down Quatre's face. "Quatre, I'm sorry. I was laughing because I don't doubt for a moment that you'll be able to do it. Of all people – you are not someone I would ever suspect of failing at something so important." Quatre blubbered softly.

"B-but you're really tough and you almost died!"

Duo grinned at Quatre, "Two things; one, you are tougher than I am Quatre, hands down. I don't know anyone who goes around wearing a pink shirt and gets away with it like you do. Secondly, I was kidnapped and lying in a forest when the crucial moment arrived." Duo smiled broadly, "Barring any great incident, I think that can be avoided."

Quatre sniffled, "But Duo –"

"No 'but's Quatre Raberba Winner."

Quatre looked at Duo with wide water-filled doe-eyes. Duo groaned inwardly, was he like that when he was pregnant?

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"What? Emotional? You? Never. You were the epitome of calm and serenity. Like a Buddhist monk." Duo punched Heero in the arm.

"I'm serious, Heero," He grinned, "I know I was a little bit, but was I a wet blanket?"

"Honestly Duo, you were more like a short fuse on a big bomb." Heero Maxwell Yuy grinned and smiled sweetly at Duo. His eyes glittered more now than they used to and that was no doubt the influence of Duo and Camille.

Duo laughed and punched him again, and then fixed the owie with a kiss. He snuggled closer to his husband and sighed. "I'll bet you never want to go through that again." He laughed loudly at the thought. "Ya know in hindsight Heero, I have a hard time picturing you coping with an explosive cranky pregnant person."

They lay down, Heero's arms wrapped loosely around Duo's. As Duo was falling asleep, Heero whispered lightly into his ear, "I wouldn't mind going through it again, if you wouldn't."

Duo stiffened. Heero seemed to be oblivious to the braided man's reaction, so Duo quickly relaxed again and forced himself to go to sleep.

tsutsuku. . .

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Yay! Finally a sequel. I hope that you enjoy it and for past readers, can find it in their hearts to read this story as well. I am not often a fan of sequels, but every once in a while. . .

R&R