Chapter 2.

Reno blinked at the unconscious girl that lay that his feet. 'Um...guess I was wrong...again." Reno shuddered as he remembered that time he thought some guy was a very pretty women. Looking down at the young girl, he guessed she was no more than 13 years old. She was thin, dancer-thin with long bright red hair and two blue stars tattooed in the corner of her right eye. She wore dark blue sweatpants that said "Midgar Dance Academy" down the side of the pant leg. 'So she is a dancer, and if she went to the dance academy a damn good one at that,' he mused. She also wore a black tank top and a zip up hoodie. A few feet away he could see a duffle bag with the dance academy logo on it and a black backpack. Standing up he walked over to the bags and picked them and threw them his shoulder jogged back over to the girl. Bending down, he carefully picked her up and curdled he to his chest. 'Damn she light, when was the last she ate. I can feel her damn ribs." Looking down at her battered face he felt a sense of pity for the girl. It was appeared that she lived on the streets. She had that wore look on her young face. Reno begin to walk quickly back to his car. 'Maybe Tifa can patch this poor kid up. She's good with this kind of stuff.'

Reaching his car he opened the back sit and carefully placed her inside the vehicle. Placing the bags inside on the floor he closed the door and jogged to the driver side and hoped on. As he started the car he pulled out his cell phone and dialed the number for the 7th heaven. It ring three times, in the fourth ring a loud deep voice answered.

"Strife delivery service, Barret who's this?" a voice bellowed.

"Answering the phone for Cloudy boy are we now?" Reno taunted.

"Who the hells this?" Barret demanded.

"I'm hurt Barret….after everything we've been through together you don't remember the sound of my voice?"

"WHO THE F**K IS THIS?"

"Calm down big guy…its me…Reno…you know the you one love to hate?"

"…What the hell do you want Turk?"

" Ouch! Not pulling punches are you? Oh well …listen I need Tifa's help."

"what ya want Tif for turkey?"

"I need her help. I have an injured young girl. She need some medical help. And a place for her to stay.'

" Well…I guess I can go gotcha Tifa on the phone"

"No. Just tell her I'm coming over. Thanks" With that he hang up the phone and continued his drive back to Edge.

Reno paced the main floor of the 7th Heaven as the spiky haired swordsmen glared at him. "Why didn't you just go home Turk?" he growled.

"Because I want to make sure the girl is going to be ok. She is hurt pretty bad."

"What do you do care Turk?" Cloud snapped.

'Why did I care what to the girl. I mean I brought her here, after that she shouldn't matter to me' Reno thought to himself. There was something about the red haired girl that had Reno worried that she wouldn't be ok. "I just do Cloud" Reno finally replied to the blonde.

Reno started his pacing back up again, walking the whole length of the bar. Cloud continued to glare at him. Not that Reno really cared but he wished that Cloud would trust him. The Turks had turned a new page. ShinRa as a whole was different. They were trying to fix the mistakes made and set things right again. That had to count for something, doesn't it?

Cloud finally broke the odd silence that had fallen over the bar. "Does she have a name?"

"Um…she was out of it when I reached her." Reno felt a little stupid. 'Duh I have her damn bags. She probably had some kind of I.D. on there.'

"You didn't check her bags?" Cloud asked rising one eyebrow. Now Reno felt really dumb. He was a Turk after all, he should thought of that sooner. Childishly he stuck his tongue out at Cloud and walked over the table where he set the girl's two bags down when brought her in.

Opening the little pocket of the backpack first, he looked for a wallet or something like that. Finally pulling out a black wallet, after going through pens and "girly things" he found it at the bottom of the bag. Flipping the wallet open his eyes widen at the name that was written next to the girl's picture on the school I.D. in the there.

Aurora Alice Sinclair