AN: So far all these random stories could be considered sequential in which case this would be the first one that's out of order because I have a few ideas that would take place before this. But I wanted to update. And just like with the last one there's a slight dig at the V/Y ship. I don't know why my stories keep doing that. I like Yuffie! The next one will have some real romance in it, I swear.
Last Night
Cid had just been on the phone to rocket town for three hours, and even if he had the whole night to prepare himself for the fight against Sephiroth there is only so much time a man like Cid could spend on the phone pretty much saying 'I don't intend on dying soon, but I might anyway so I guess I ort to say something half decent for you to remember me by.'
He's been all over his baby making sure it would be okay for the flight and would make it back to rocket town even if he didn't.
He could see Tifa and Cloud sitting outside in the dark but didn't call to them. They looked like they didn't want to be disturbed. The pair probably wanted to watch the sunrise together or some other kind of romantic shit like that.
Barret had gone over to Kalm to see Marline and whatever her name that used to look after Aerith, god rest her soul.
He had no idea where Red or Vincent had gone, and didn't really care where Yuffie had gone as long as it was far from him.
So there wasn't much left for Cid to do, he was going to do one last round of his baby and go to bed. Just because there was a good chance he was going to die the next day didn't mean he shouldn't be well rested.
Cid blinked when he heard muttering in the forward lounge. Curious Cid walked in and stared at what he saw…he honestly would have been less surprised to see Vincent and Yuffie going at it on the couch; disgusted, but less surprised.
Cid tried to back out without being caught.
But even when he's sitting on the couch, elbows resting on his knees, and a golden cross hanging from his clasped hands, eyes closed and praying, there wasn't much Vincent Valentine missed.
"You don't have to leave."
"S-sorry Vin. I didn't realize."
Which was stupid considering how much Valentine kept going on about sins and demons and heaven and hell, he should have known that he was religious.
"I didn't mean to disturb you, I thought you had gone to Kalm."
"I wanted to see the sunset."
"You went all the way to Kalm just to watch the sunset?"
"You was doing the same yourself from the top of the Highwind."
"But why Kalm?"
"I like watching people."
"I see…you know if you want me to go…"
"I wouldn't want to keep you away from your own preparations."
"I was done, so…you were praying for forgiveness or something?"
"I was praying for Sephiroth's defeat and everyone's safe return. I'm beyond forgiveness."
Cid pulled his pack of cigarettes out from his goggles and made a fuss out of opening it and pulling one out.
"Never pegged you for the religious type." Cid grunted into the silence. "And after everything we've been though…we've seen the lifestream Vin."
"God made the planet, he could have made the lifestream." Vincent relied.
"Got to admit you got me there." Cid said lighting his cigarette.
The awkward silence stretched uncomfortably. Again Cid turned to leave.
"If you don't believe in god, what do you believe in?"
"I believe in us." Cid said turning back and sitting next to Vincent. "There's not one of us going to the crater that I wouldn't trust with my life. And if we all watch each other's backs I think we'll be just fine."
"Of course…" Cid added nodding to Vincent and the gold cross hanging from his clasped hands. "There's nothing wrong with asking for a little help from on high if he really is up there."
Vincent shook his head.
"You'd have to hope that he's not mad at you for taking him name in vain all the time chief."
"If we get out of this I may just stop doing that." Cid smiled at Vincent. "So have you always been religious?"
For a long time Vincent didn't answer. Cid just leaned back smoking. A few moments later Cid offered a second cigarette to the gunman.
"My grandfather was a priest." Vincent admitted when he took the cigarette and the lighter that was offered a few moments later.
"No shit. My grandpa was an air man…"
In the morning when the rest of AVALANCE arrived back at the Highwind they found the pilot and the gunman sleeping side by side on the couch, an ashtray full of cigarettes on the table before them.
