Fang awoke the next morning face down against the mattress completely naked and uncovered. The sun beat down on her through the window, it would be a hot day today. Yawning, she rolled onto her side to find the bed empty. Upon further investigation her senses told her there was activity downstairs, someone was cooking. Her girlfriend. Fang smiled to herself rubbing the sleep out of her eyes as she rolled out of bed and started looking for her clothing. What a crazy night. She felt 10 pounds lighter and as if she'd just received a fantastic full body massage that left her tingling. She pulled her shorts and tank top on, unable to find either part of her sari and not bothered enough to look for them just yet. She took a glance in the mirror and rustled her hair into is usual casual disarray before heading downstairs.

She turned the corner to find Vanille sitting in a chair near the void where the table should be. Serah had her back to her tending to the stove. Fang smiled at Vanille and wasted no time in crossing the kitchen hastily to wrap her arms around Serah's front, making the girl jump.

"Good morning." Fang rumbled into Serah's neck. Squirming slightly, Serah spun in Fang's arms arms to return the embrace and Fang, in turn, leaned her against the counter. They grinned at each other.

Vanille thought about leaving the room but then it was too late, they started kissing. She stared on in amazement that they were being so affectionate with one another, so openly, so comfortably, as if Vanille wasn't even there. She watched Fang's hands move around Serah's waist, and Serah's around Fang's neck, the spatula she was holding hung limply as an afterthought. It wasn't until Fang's hand connected with Serah's ass, making a loud slapping noise, that Vanille looked away. Her eyes were gigantic.

"You're eggs are going to burn.." Serah giggled, looking slightly flustered.

"Can't have that." Fang said before releasing Serah to yawn. Stretching her arms over head. Her back arched, and she was practically presenting her body to Serah, who was paused watching her.

She cleared her throat.

"Here." Serah grinned, plating and handing Fang her breakfast quickly. "I need to get ready, we need to get to the hospital after you eat, apparently Claire's memory is back."

"Oh.." Fang said, turning her back on Serah, her eyes found Vanille's who nodded slightly. "I'll be quick about it then." She sat next to Vanille and when Serah's feet were pounding the stairs she whispered. "How bad is it?"

"Not good at all." Vanille muttered to her feet.

"Damn." Fang sighed. How badly would the worst possible scenario sting Serah. She was in such a good mood too. After such an amazing night. Fang took a bite of her breakfast. "How's Light holding up?"

"Panicked." Vanille hummed. "I think she's getting a little claustrophobic, also."

"And you?"

Vanille paused a moment before she sighed. "I'm sorry I slapped you."

Fang chuckled, rising to apply a generous amount of salt to her food. "I'm used to it by now. Are you still mad at me?"

"No.."

Fang grinned, setting down her empty plate in the sink. "Come here."

Vanille looked up and hesitated until Fang held open her arms. She stood and walked into Fang's arms, setting her head against Fang's shoulder. She closed her eyes, so many things had happened that kept her from being comforted by the woman as much as she'd like. This was just like old times. No matter what, Fang was always there for her, and she always would be. Vanille shook her head, opening her eyes, snapping back to reality she realized there was probably a bit too much flesh touching. It made her conscience uneasy.

"Missing your wife, huh?" Fang murmured down at her. Vanille only nodded.

"Bet she's dying to get out of there." Fang chuckled, rustling Vanille's hair. Vanille laughed, knowing she had to use physical force to keep Lightning from hobbling home in a hospital gown the night before.

Serah came downstairs looking exquisite. She walked differently today. Her outfit showed a lot more skin than it usually would. She stood up straight, no longer slouching. There was a certain swagger she carried with her and it was very noticeable, and very different. Fang's eyes went wide. Vanille's went wider. The tiny chocobo chick flew above her head as she threw Fang her sari. "Let's go."

Vanille and Fang looked at each other. Fang wore wicked smile before she quirked her eyebrows.


Serah entered Lightning's hospital room in the middle of an obvious quarrel with one of the nurses. Her sister was sitting upright on her own, wearing one of her deadliest scowls. She looked a whole lot better today. No neck brace and most of the swelling on her face had gone down, the bruises were something Serah had almost gotten used to. She looked relatively normal, if you could look away from the purple blotches all over her neck.

Vanille smiled when she saw Lightning again. How can Claire make getting your ass kicked look so damn attractive?

Fang took a seat in the corner.

"Serah.." Lightning's eyebrows pulled together when she spotted her sister.

"Hey.." Serah smiled, moving a chair closer to Lightning's bed. "How are you feeling?"

Lightning didn't answer. In the last minute she'd gone rather pale. Serah shook her arm, slightly alarmed.

"...Please don't hate me.." Lightning breathed.

Serah took Lightning's hand. "What happened..?" she prompted.

Lightning stared at Serah, reading her expression as she brought her sisters hand up to her neck, to touch the bruises. "These are hand marks."

Serah narrowed her eyes. "Those are big hands.."

Lightning grimaced. "Those are.. Snow's hands."

Serah's mouth fell open, a pained noise escaped her mouth. He did this to her? Then it's my fault..

Fang got to her feet, and crossed the room a little shocked herself, she never expected it to come to a face to face confrontation between the two. She stood near Serah, ready to comfort any emotional out burst that was to come.

"What..?" Serah started, shaking her head.

"He's dead, Serah."

Serah stood, so fast she didn't even realize it. It was like she was sitting, and then standing in an instant. No action required, no movement. She immediately felt Fang's hand on hers. She sat down again. Unable to wrap her head around the idea.

"Are you okay..?" Fang's whisper came from behind her. Just hearing the woman's voice helped her calm down. She could think clearly, she stared into her sisters eye's but saw beyond them. Her mind was working in overdrive.

"He tried to kill you.."

Lightning nodded.

"I'm glad he's dead then. If he would have killed you I.. I would have had to kill him." Serah looked furious. It was an odd visage for her to be casting, her hands shook from anger. Her eyebrows formed a sharp V.

"Are you alright..?" Lightning asked, her eyebrows pulling together again after reading her sister's face.

"I don't know." Serah growled. She stood again, pacing. The nurse in the corner looked concerned as she watched Serah.

"He's dead. Snow is dead. My husband is dead." Serah told herself, her voice raising, only using the word husband because they hadn't actually technically gotten a divorce yet. How could he..?

"E-Excuse me?" A foreign voice came from the corner, both of the Farrons' snapped their neck to stare at the nurse who had dared to speak. Lightning was already irritated enough with her. "You're Snow's wife? Snow.. " The nurse flipped a page on her clipboard to read something.. "Villiers?"

"I was." Serah spoke slowly, flabbergasted at the double meaning of that now.

The nurse looked to Lightning, then back to Serah. "I didn't realize you were related. We've been looking for you... Snow's not dead.."

The furious look on Lightning's face actually made the nurse take a step back. "I've been talking about this for a day and you thought it wasn't necessary to tell me that..?" Lightning hissed.

"Like I said, I didn't know you were related.. I can't give out information on patients..." The nurse stumbled.

Lightning took a deep breath before pulling the IV out of her own arm. "I'm done. I'm going home. You people are fucking idiots."

Fang covered her mouth to keep from laughing.

"Wait, he's alive?" Serah asked, her voice raising an octave.

"L-Let me get a doctor." The nurse stuttered, taking one last look at Lightning before leaving the room. As Lightning swung her legs over the side of the bed Vanille came in.

"Claire.."

"No! I'm done. Done. Going home, I can mend there. Call the Corps they'll help transfer me. Find my clothes." Lightning burned, though she couldn't tell if she was more upset with the fact she'd been stuck in a room for days unable to make any decisions for herself, or the fact that Snow was still alive. Little fucker doesn't deserve to live.

"..Okay." Vanille said, turning for the nearest phone, but grinning at how hot Lightning looked when she was mad.

"Serah Villiers?" The doctor asked at the door. Serah cringed at the name. "Can I talk to you..?"

"Come with me.." Serah whispered to Fang, taking her hand.

They walked together behind the doctor, before the small woman rounded on them. "Your husband's alive. Only barely, we managed to revive him, but I'm afraid there's a very low survival rate for someone in his condition. We.. need you to make a decision, he's practically terminal at this point.."

The doctor spoke slowly, gravely. Like she was practiced in giving out bad news to people. Though Serah was only barely conflicted, she couldn't feel sad about hearing this. Not after what he did. Fang stayed silent, holding Serah close.

"Well..?" Serah spoke slowly, keeping her face smooth.

The doctor looked at Serah oddly, perhaps wondering why Serah wasn't completely bawling at this point.

"He was shot in the head. The bullet did some damage to his brain, he's lost the ability to speak though he can still see and is aware of his surroundings. We were able to stop the immediate hemorrhaging, but where the bullet came to rest is completely inoperable. If we try to remove it he'll probably be living in a vegetative state on a machine for the rest of his life.

Serah's eyes were wide. The doctor continued.

"If we leave the bullet he'll have a few months at best before it becomes infected. His death would be slow and painful.

"So.. He either dies, or he dies." Serah muttered.

The doctor nodded. "We would encourage you to choose the surgery. It's likely he won't make it out alive, but he won't suffer longer. I have the papers here-"

"Can I see him?" Serah interrupted. Fang looked at her, surprised. Why does she want to see him..?

"Sure." The doctor said, leading them to a room at the end of the hall. "But like I said, he can't talk. I'll come back later and see if you've made a decision."

"Thank you.." Serah said calmly, waiting til the doctor was out of sight til she turned to Fang.

"What are you doing..?" Fang asked.

Serah stared at Fang for a moment, pausing before she pushed the door to Snow's room open. Again, Fang followed her, staying near the door after she entered.

Serah stood by his bed, her arms folded. Fang could see her hands were shaped into fists. He hadn't noticed her yet. Her wore a large bandage on his head, his shirt was off. He really did look like he was in a lot of pain. Eventually his head fell in Serah's direction, his eyes softened at her appearance.

She just shook her head at him, switching her bodies weight from one foot to the other she looked like she was desperately trying to find something to say to him. But what could you possibly say to someone that just tried to take the life of your only living relative?

"How could you..?" Serah hissed, knowing she wouldn't get a response. He just stared at her.

It made Fang sick. Her and Snow had made a rather good team aboard the Palamecia. He didn't seem capable of any of these things that he'd done in the last few months. But he almost ruined Serah's life, and Vanille's life in one swift twitch of his wrists. The two most important women in Fang's life. It was completely unforgivable. Fang felt as angry as Serah was now, only she was calm enough to come up with an easy punishment for him.

"If I was anything like you, I'd let you suffer." Serah croaked. "But I hate you so much, that I don't want you to see tomorrow. You're dying tonight." Her voice was as scary as her sister's on a bad day. Serah passed Fang on the way out the door, looking satisfied, knowing there was nothing more she could say to him. She felt ill at the way he looked at her. Before leaving, Fang met eyes with Snow and smirked at him. He returned the smile, not knowing at all what Fang had up her sleeve.

When Fang left the room she found Serah already signing the papers.

"I don't want to hear how it turns out either way. We were separated." She spoke without emotion.

"If.. that's what you wish, Miss-"

"Farron." Serah muttered, as she finished signing the release forms.

Fang watched the doctor walk off before pulling Serah close.

"I just killed a man." Serah whispered.

"No. You showed him a mercy that he wouldn't even give to your sister." Fang glanced over her shoulder, then took a step with Serah to the right. Serah said nothing. Fang brought her hand down to lift Serah's chin with her fingers, til their eyes locked. "You did the right thing."

"I.." Serah felt herself getting lost in Fang's green bliss.. "I hope so.."

Fang smiled, pulling the girl closer until their lips met. The spun on the spot slightly, Serah's arms came around Fang to keep her body from hitting the ceiling, she felt as though she was floating. It was amazing how Fang had a way of keeping horrible thoughts from overtaking her. With Fang, she had no fear.

"I.. love you, Fang.." Serah whispered against Fang's lips, breaking the kiss to rest her head on the woman's collar bone. Unable to look at her. Fang's face went blank, she'd never heard those words come from someone with that meaning before.

She took a step back from Serah to look at her, the girl was bright red. She already felt the need to apologize.

"I'm.. sorry. I shouldn't have-"

"I love you too." Fang interrupted firmly before looking to the left nonchalantly.

Serah moved Fang's face back to hers. They grinned widely at each other. Fang knew she meant it. Nothing in her life had ever been this good, this had to be love.

"Oh.. Fang.. " Serah whispered, before kissing her again. Fang pulled her close before lifting her off her feet. Serah wrapped her legs around Fang.

Fang chuckled.

"Hmm?" Serah asked, crawling out of Fang's arms. Fang just shook her head, pulling Serah's hands to rest against her stomach. Serah's face changed immediately.

"Really? Fang? In a hospital?"

Fang grinned wickedly. "Why not?" She pulled Serah closer by her backside, playing with the girls skirt, eventually one of her hands made it to Serah's thigh. Serah closed her eyes, enjoying it for a moment, leaning into Fang before her better judgment took over.

"Mmm.. umm. We need to get back to Claire." Serah whispered, biting her lip and walking ahead of Fang.

Perfect.

Without sound, that would have looked like they were off to have a great time together. Serah played the part perfectly. Shyly, but enjoying herself nonetheless. Fang's own personal way of kicking Snow in the balls. Whether or not Serah realized it, she got a pretty hard kick in herself. While Fang was following Serah she glanced over her shoulder behind herself, at the wide open blinds of Snow's hospital room. He could clearly be seen there, unobstructed, from where they were both standing a few minutes ago. He would have seen every single gesture.

He would seen Fang's tongue snake into Serah's mouth. Her hand disappear between Serah's thighs. Serah's fascination with the woman's stomach, and maybe even the mouthing of the "I love you's".

Fitting. Fang thought. She smiled at him, the same kind smile she gave him earlier. He didn't return this one. His mouth was gaping slightly open.

Everything the asshole deserves to see right before he dies, and Serah needn't even know about it.

Revenge is cold, but Karma only strikes where Karma is due.


Well that seemed like the most popular solution :P May be rough. I'll check it over later, let me know. Apologies in advance. R&R