"Psychic? Marie is psychic?" Tifa squeaked.

"What do you mean she's psychic…?" Nanaki asked.

Vincent squeezed the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. "She mostly can… hear… people's thoughts from inside their own mind… It use to drive her crazy, hearing two different things coming from the same person…"

"She can read our minds?!" Barret bellowed as he shoved his chair away from the table.

"You think it's much different then what I do? I read fortunes." Cait Sith retorted.

"Look." Cloud started. "She obviously didn't know about Aeris until she looked at Vincent so she obviously doesn't just go sifting through our brains any time she wants to, and besides, she's been trying to help us by risking her life and letting us stay here when the Turks already know that she's associated with us. I think we should just shut up and forget what happened."

Everyone was silent in the room.

"Maybe she can help us…" Yuffie nearly whispered as she tried to break the silence.

"What do you mean help us?" Cid asked from his spot against the wall.

"Well…" Yuffie started nervously. "Maybe she could help us like Aeris did. Don't, don't get me wrong" She added suddenly, afraid she'd hurt someone's feelings. "She can't replace Aeris, no one can, but maybe she can help us find Sephiroth or maybe she can tell us what we need to do or… something like that…" She finished slowly.

Everyone sat there silently mulling over what Yuffie had brought up.

"That doesn't sound like a bad idea…" Tifa started. "I mean… She's coming with us anyway maybe she'd be willing to help us in return…"

Suddenly there was a loud crash from upstairs.

"What in the—" Barret started.

"Marie!" Vincent called as he turned and ran up the stairs. He ripped open the door to the bedroom only to see Marie laying face down on the floor by the shards of the bowl that had fallen with her.

"Marie!" He knelt beside her and turned her over in his arms.

Her face was wet and he noticed that the rug under the broken bowl was also wet. There was a cut running across her cheek and he picked out a small sliver of china from it.

"Marie… Marie wake up…" He whispered as he shook her gently.

"What happened?" Cloud asked from the door.

"I don't know…" Vincent answered as he looked down at his wife. "Come on Marie… Wake up…"

My eyes opened slowly and I was looking up into Vincent's face.

"Vincent…?" I murmured as my brain tried to catch up to what was happening around me. "What's going on…?"

He relaxed visibly, at least from where I could see him. "You fell, Marie… You were unconscious…" carefully he picked pieces of something from my face and hair; my cheek started to burn.

When he moved his hand across my face I saw what he was picking off of me, china shards…

That's when I remembered what had happened… I felt my eyes widen as I tried to sit up. "Where is he?" I asked when I was sitting up.

"Where is who…?" Vincent asked calmly as he kept his hand on my back; he's been through this before.

I shook my head and stumbled to me feet. "Where is he? Where did he go?" I spun around looking around the room widely.

"Where is who Marie… What did you see in here…?" Vincent kept his distance as he knew what happened most of the time with me.

I bit my lip, I had started shaking uncontrollably by now. "He's not supposed to be able to come in…" I choked.

"What's wrong with her?" Barret asked as he stood next to Cloud.

Vincent watched as I looked around the room frantically for the phantom man. "Well… it could be a number of things…"

"What do you mean 'a number of things'?" Cloud questioned while he watched me.

"Well… Marie… She can do more than just read people's minds… Sometimes she can get sucked into a memory from them… or even a memory of her own if something triggers one of them to resurface… Or… well…" Vincent sighed . "It may be something in the future that she saw…"

"She can see the future?"

"Rarely… but yes…"

Tifa and squeezed up between Cloud and Barret and watched as I ran back and forth in the room; finally she had enough.

"Don't!" Vincent cried as she walked up to me.

CRACK

The sound of Tifa's slap echoed in the small room.

Vincent grabbed her arm and yanked her away from me. "You shouldn't have done that…" he hissed.

My cheek started to turn bright red as I kept my head turned in the direction that Tifa's slap had turned it. Suddenly tears spilled down my cheek as I collapsed to the floor in a heap.

"Look what you did." Vincent growled as he shoved Tifa back into Cloud. "You can't touch her when she get's like that." He knelt beside me as he debated on whether or not he could touch me and not cause more problems.

"Vincent I—" Tifa started.

"Leave." He snapped.

"But…"

"LEAVE!" He bellowed.

Barret pulled Tifa out of the doorway and Cloud closed it behind him.

"Marie…?" Vincent whispered.

I hiccupped softly and started reaching out.

Vincent smiled slightly and grasped my hand with his. "I'm right here…" He murmured. With his free hand he undid his cape, draped it over my shoulders, and then pulled me into his lap.

I sobbed and grabbed the front of his shirt. "He was here… I thought he couldn't get in…"

"Who was here…? Who isn't supposed to get in…?" He asked as he ran his hand up and down my spine.

I lifted my face, wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him down into a kiss. "Tell me you love me… Tell me you mean it… Tell me you won't ever leave me…" I begged as fresh tears spilled down my face.

Vincent searched my face, seeing how scared what I had seen. "I love you Marie… I always will love you…" he laid my head against his chest, holding it there with his good hand. "I'll never leave you… I promise…"

I balled his shirt in my fist as I squeezed my eyes shut.

"Sephiroth was here…"