Silva was in the back sat of the black sedan. Elena was driving, all attention on driving. Reno seemed lost in thought. His head leaning on the window staring at seemingly nothing. Silva sighed with anticipation.
"What's wrong rookie? Cold feet"
She stared at red head that was turned completely around in his seat. A small grin plastered on as usual. "I just... can't believe I have to tell his family what happened. Hell the other day he was talking about introducing me." She said all this with choked tears, and a quavering voice.

Elena finally spoke up.
"We're here," She then turned around to face the sullen Brunette, "We aren't sorry to do this to you. We warned you against inter- office dating. His death was unwanted... but seeing as how you were the only rookie to make it, you need to learn a few things. Now come on, let's go."

Elena stepped out of the car and immediately moved towards the front door. Silva stepped out on the passenger side. Looking up she saw the three story building, windows clean with curtains drawn. On the first floor window she saw a pale blue neon sign, SEVENTH HEAVEN.
"It sounds like a nice place"
Reno walked up next to her, leaned in and whispered,
"It's nice place yo, but not for what you think"
With that he opened the door and walked in, followed by Elena. Silva took a deep breath and stepped in, her breath getting even deeper from a gasp. This was no orphanage. With dozens of tables and a long counter across the room which seemed to guard a wall with almost every type of alcohol servable? No this was a bar. Reno and Tifa were seating themselves on some stools at the counter while a dark haired woman readied their drinks. Silva stomped up to the counter glaring at the two beside her.
"I don't need a drink to do this"
Reno chuckled; Elena took a swallow of her dark drink,
"You're all wrong, this is the location, and the target is in front of you asking what you want to drink."

Silva looked at the dark haired woman. Her wine eyes squinted, her hair in a loose ponytail that reached to her mid-thigh, assets that easily fall on the line of authenticity, and her slender toned arms half cocked as if expecting trouble. Silva's mind immediately went blank. The two brunettes stared off for what must have been ages, though cheery voice got the attention of Silva.
"Diplomacy is key here Sil-baby, she can give rude a run for his money on bad days"
Silva's mind snapped to attention, her words coming out measured as she took a seat." I'm not here to fight, m here to give you this." Silva pulled out red envelope and set it on the counter. The brunette stared at the envelope, and then looked towards the other two Turks. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Reno and Elena slightly nod. The busty brunette eased her stance, then grabbed the envelope, turned around and put it in a drawer by the cash register. She returned in front of Silva and with a warm smile,
"I'm Tifa, Tifa Lockheart. You must be a new, so what can I get you"
Silva's eyes widened in surprise. She looked at Reno and Elena who were slumped over their drinks having a whispered conversation. She looked back at the busty brunette,
"I'll have a tea, Miss Lockheart." She was immediately snapped out of her sheepish attitude by a quick sting to the back of her head. Looking over and seeing Reno with small scowl,
"What the hell was that for"
Reno didn't even give the courtesy to look at her,
"She knows who you are, your age don't matter. Just a big tip. I know, Ms. Lockheart get her wine cooler"
Tifa nodded with a chuckle and walked off. Silva watched her, noting the grace and strength hidden in the curvaceous form. She was snapped out of her stare when a colorful blue bottle was placed in front her. She stared into those deep wine eyes. This was definitely Tifa... THE Tifa. "... Thank you"
Silva stared at her superiors chatting nonchalantly with this... legend. She never would have guessed they knew her, let alone were friends. She looked at her drink and noticed it was half gone. She didn't know if it was foolish bravery, or the alcohol but she was going to tell her. Then accept her beating gladly. "Excuse me Miss. Lockheart, we originally came here due to an individual you were the guardian of"
After seeing the sadness that immediately hit those wine eyes, it became a lot harder to speak. Tifa excused herself and walked out from behind the bar and up some stairs. Silva's chocolate eyes fell on the aquamarine of her boss. He simply put his index finger to his lips, and then returned to his drink. She sighed then saw Tifa come down the stairs with a small oak box. She set it down on the counter then grabbed the envelope form the drawer. She opened the letter and removed a cream piece of paper. She laid it out on the counter, words facing up. She then pulled to identical sheets from inside the box and laid them on either side of the sheet. She then turned around and began to prepare a drink, presumably for Reno who was rattling the ice in his glass. Silva looked down at sheets, she gasped. All three were identical, Shinra letters of condolence. The only differences were the names inscribed on the second line. It also startled her to realize that unlike the many others she had seen pass Elena's desk; these were hand written by President Shinra himself. Thomas Starheardt.
Loena Rivers. James Stallt, her love.
Silva could feel her eyes begin to well. Three children, how horrible.
Tifa stood before Silva again. Her sadness, seen even through her cheery smile.
"So why didn't Rufus come this time, I thought he took every chance he could to come see me"
Silva didn't even think, she just answered. "He's in Junon, WRO board meeting"
Tifa nodded.
"Hey how could he stand a chance when I'm coming in here? Compared to me Rufus don't stand a chance." All this said with an overly cheerful smile. He was repaid with a playful smack to the shoulder by Elena. Tifa just chuckled.
"You see, as soon as the boys down at admin see Tifa's name on a paper, no matter what the relation is, they automatically assume that they can be good too. And these kids see they're getting sent to our division... and well, it goes to their head or something. It's their choice and we can't stop them. That's the problem." Tifa nodded at this with a whimper. She then grabbed a long coat from under the counter and put it on. Silva watched as she walked towards the front, Reno and Elena did nothing. She stopped at the door,
"Reno... if you don't mind, please close up for me. If not, that's ok"
With that she walked out. The bar was silent for a few minutes, the only sound being that of ice on glass. Reno stood up and stretched, letting out an almost feral groan.
"Well, you to lovely ladies head home. I'm going to close up"
Silva just nodded, and headed out the door with Elena. As Elena drove her back to her apartment Silva wondered,
"After only two times, why does Reno know how to close up the bar?"

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