Duo walked down the street, deep in thought. Not even an hour ago he and his fellow pilots were in Une's office. They had discussed the FRA, and all the pilots had said no to having there DNA submitted. Normally they wouldn't have a choice, but being who they were, they were given special consideration on many things. He disliked that at times, it kept them even more separate from other preventers than they already were. Of course being entered into the FRA could present security risks, even with the war over they still had enemies.

When Une had brought the subject up, all the pilots immediately said no, including Duo, who said no because everyone else had. Duo was normally not one to simply follow the crowed, however he had never really thought about finding family, or finding out how he ended up on L2. His brain still processing he simply answered.

And now Duo was starting to regret it. Perhaps he wanted to know? But could he take it back? Would the others be bothered? Duo had to admit to himself that he thought allot about what the others thought of him.

Spotting an indoor/outdoor cafe, he got a seat outside and ordered a light lunch. As he waited he watched the crowds, noting all the families. how they acted around one another.

'Why not?' He asked himself 'Why can't I know?'

The chair across from him pulled out. A young woman with long slightly curled brown hair pulled back from a lightly angled face with delicate features and brown eyes. She was dressed in a loose blue top, tight black pants, and black strapy heels. She was looking at him with a small smirk on her lips, and she spoke before he could.

"You want information."

Duo stilled and blinked. That hadn't been a question.

"Excuse me?" he asked.

She smiled slightly "You want information."

"I don't know what you mean." He frowned

"About you family, and L2." She leaned back, relaxed.

Duo's insides froze. He studied her carefully, nerves tingling and mind racing. Keeping his voice steady.

"I don't-"

She interrupted. "You go by Duo Maxwell . Duo was given to you by a boy named Solo and Maxwell after the Maxwell church, both on L2."

"Who the hell are you?" His voice was low and dangerous, yet she still had a smile on her lips.

Duo watched as she held out a business card. Taking it cautiously he glanced down. Then paused and looked down at it. His name was typed in large letters across the front. He flipped it over; it held a phone number, an address, and the phrase 'When you're ready' at the top. Duo looked up, she was gone.

Duo quickly stood, eyes searching, analyzing, looking for her. Instead his eyes rested on the waiter standing near holding his food and looking at him questioningly. Giving a shaky smile duo sat back down. The card held tight in one hand.