"Gab?"

"Yeah?" She looked down at her little brother, who was curled up in her arms.

He looked up at her with his big, blue-gray eyes which were slowly filling with tears. "He's not going to ever leave us alone, is he?"

She frowned at him, then held him closer to her. "Shh." She wiped his stray tears away with her thumb, "Go to sleep, Christian. I'll keep you safe."

"Miss Rose?" Gabryelle jerked her head up, and looked at the secretary who had addressed her. "The President will see you now."

She nodded as she stood up and walked toward the door that was behind the secretary's desk a ways. She stopped at the door with her eyes closed, and she hesitated with her hand a few inches away from the door, not really wanting to go in there, since she had no idea what Rufus Shinra wanted to talk to her about.

"Wow, I didn't think people could fall asleep like that, yo."

Gabryelle opened her eyes and looked up into a smirking face. She glared at Reno, then pushed past him into the office. She stood in front of Rufus' desk, just looking at him. The blonde smiled, though it didn't really reach his eyes, and motioned for her to sit down, which she did.

"Gabryelle Alandria Rose." Rufus nodded his head once, then gave his half-hearted smile again, "Are you thirsty?"

"A little."

Rufus looked past her, to address one of the Turks behind her chair, "Reno?"

"Why me?" the redhead grumbled before the door closed behind him.

They sat in silence for a moment, and then the door opened again, and a glass of water was held out over Gabryelle's shoulder. She took it, and glanced up at Reno to say a quiet, "Thanks."

"No problem, babe."

Rufus cleared his throat, "Now, I know you're probably wondering what you're doing here." He watched for her reaction, but when he didn't receive any, he went on. "You murdered your father last week."

Gabryelle flinched at the bluntness of his words.

"Though you killed him in such a horrible way, you just left his body where it was. When I heard about it, I went down to the hospital myself to have a look at the corpse. I am amazed at your ability, Gabryelle. And you are only seventeen years of age, correct?"

She nodded then took a sip of her water.

Rufus leant forward with his hand outstretched. Gabryelle studied him with suspicious eyes.

"I would be truly honored to have you as a Turk, Gabryelle."

Her eyes widened as she stared at him. The glass of water slowly began to slide out of her loose fingers, but was quickly caught by Reno, who had moved forward to stand next to her chair. He placed it on Rufus' desk, then leaned back against said desk with his arms crossed.

The redhead watched Gabryelle. She didn't move at all, just kept on staring at Rufus as if he were insane.

"Take his hand, yo. He won't bite." He glanced at the blonde with a smirk, "You're not his type."

Gabryelle looked at Reno. She blinked, then she stood up and placed her hand in Rufus'. "And I'd be honored to be one, sir."