After the war we all needed time to sort things out. Peace, as desired as it was, signaled for us the ending of everything we'd fought for, but even worse, a new beginning of something we couldn't imagine or understand. The year between the war and the Mariemaia rebellion was a limbo between war and peace. There were still battles to be fought while people got used to the idea of peace. In the end it was having that peace threatened that brought a more stable one, and with it the ending of our lives as soldiers.
Wufei and I hung on to fighting. He went to Preventers and I went to the shadows, always keeping my eyes alert to what was happening, and making sure that the woman who stood for peace was safe. Hilde gave Duo a home and a purpose at the scrap yard on L2. Trowa had just found a family, so he went to the circus and Cathy to find himself. And Quatre had his duty. He always had a place so he returned to it and assumed it, as it was expected.
After the war Heero has found his way, but some of the pilots are still trying to find theirs. Quatre goes missing and shows up the worse for wear on L2, running from abilities that are out of his control.
My notes: A rare Heero POV fic. Angst and poly negotiations here, no cheating.