Disclaimer: I'm sure we know it by now…

A/N: It's not the best, but it'll work. I'm a little stuck when it comes to how to describe all of this in an interesting way. Hopefully it is still interesting. The next chapter is half-done and hopefully since I'm not running around like a chicken with its head cut off anymore, I can finish a few more chapters too. It's been a busy summer so far…

I know this chapter is a little long, but the chapters would have been really short if it was split up and all of it goes together anyway.

Anyway, on to the fic!

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'Doctor Collins? Reno informed me that you wanted to speak to me about something. What else is wrong?'

The doctor shook his head. 'At the moment, there is nothing else wrong sir. I simply wanted to talk with you in regards to the President's comfort.'

'Do you want him to leave?'

'No sir, it's not that at all. He's only had one attack thus far however it seems that it was brought on by the stress. To minimize the attacks, I think he should go somewhere as stress free as possible.'

'What you're trying to say is that you want to send him away somewhere to die quietly.'

'That is not what I am saying. Resting, relaxing and preventing stress will ensure that he'll probably live longer then most of the other adults that have been afflicted with the disease.'

He didn't understand how making Rufus move from the hospital would benefit his overall health. However, he didn't want to be the one to make this decision; Rufus wasn't a child and could decide what he would like to do.

'So, if you don't want him to stay here, where exactly do you want him to go?'

'They have finished construction of a new hospital of sorts in the mountains away from Midgar. Patients have individual rooms, which are more like individual houses really. There is a main room, a sitting room and a bedroom for the patient. The rooms themselves are spacious and they have windows overlooking a waterfall, which adds to the peaceful setting of the establishment.'

Tseng shook his head. 'It sounds very nice, however you don't have to sell it to me. You have to convince the President that moving there would be best. He's fully capable of deciding this for himself.'

Doctor Collins nodded, 'Of course, I understand. I'll mention this option to the President when he wakes up. If you'll excuse me, I have to tend to another patient.'

Tseng watched the doctor enter another room down the hall. Maybe it would do him good to get out of here. A non-hospital setting would probably make everyone feel better.

He opened the door to Rufus' room and found that nothing had changed. Rufus was still asleep and Reno was still sitting in the chair beside him, watching him, waiting for another attack.

Reno jumped slightly when he heard Tseng enter the room. 'Hey Tsengy, didn't hear you come in.'

'The name is Tseng, Reno. Not Tsengy, just Tseng. Call me Tseng.'

'Yeah sure, will do there Tsengy.' Reno grinned, then sensing the tension from the other Turk and was serious again.

'What did the doc tell you outside? He said something bad didn't he.'

'Has he wakened yet?'

'Rufus? Nah, he hasn't budged since you left.'

Tseng took the other chair and sat beside Reno. 'The doctor wants to speak to him when he wakes up.'

Reno sighed. 'Does that mean I have to search for that guy again? You do realize that when he sees me he looks like he wants to kill me don't you?'

Tseng chuckled, 'I'm sure you can fight a doctor without a problem Reno and if you can't, then I have no clue why you're still employed.'

'But he has drugs! The kind that could kill me.' He smirked, then continued 'For the record, I'm still employed because everyone likes me and my upbeat personality, especially blondie here. That, and I'm the only one to understand Rude so I'm a valuable asset. His silence says a lot you know; it's all in the interpretation of it.'

'That's nice Reno.'

Knowing that nothing would snap Tseng out of his mood, he gave up with the jokes and opted to try to get information about what happened.

'Sir?'

'Yes Reno?'

'What the hell did the doctor tell you outside?' When Tseng didn't show any sign of hearing him talk or telling him what was said, he decided to start guessing instead.

'What did he say? That he won't make it through the night? That he won't walk again? That he'll never be able to wear a white suit again?'

Tseng shook his head, 'No Reno, he didn't say anything of the sort.'

Reno waited patiently for Tseng to continue, but he fell silent again. 'Well, what did he say then? Just spit it out already!'

'What do you think about leaving this hospital?'

Reno fell silent for a moment and leaned his head on his hand. After a moment, his head shot up, then he turned to stare at Tseng. 'They want to send him somewhere to die away from the rest of the dying people don't they. Crazy fuckers, he deserves help just as much as them.'

At least I'm not the only one to think that way. 'That's what I was thinking as well. Rufus needs to be in a hospital, not out of one.'

Reno tried to calm his temper before continuing, 'So, if they're kicking him out of here, where do they want him to go? It's not like he can go back to his apartment downtown. It did kind of burn to the ground.'

Tseng sighed, 'He said he wasn't throwing him out, just thinking about his "well-being" by suggesting...'

'It's not thinking of his well-being when you want to throw a dying man out the door!'

After being cut-off, Tseng turned and stared at Reno. 'Are you quite done interrupting me? I'm trying to speak.'

Reno gave a half-hearted smirk. 'Yeah, sorry boss. Carry on.'

With a sigh, Tseng continued. 'Now, before I was so rudely interrupted, I was going to say that the doctor suggested moving the President to a facility that has been recently completed for Geostigma sufferers. He says that it would help him to move to the Healin' Lodge. He's have his own little "house" so to speak away from other patients, the doctor thinks that it would be beneficial to him and reduce his stress.'

'And what do you think Tseng?'

'I think he just wants him out of here and off his back.'

Reno silently mulled over what he was told. 'I kind of think it would help him to get out of here, sir.'

'You what? Why do you think that it would be better? There are doctors here. Last time I checked, he still needed them.' Somehow the idea of someone else agreeing to move Rufus from here was disconcerting to him.

'It's a facility for Geostigma sufferers isn't it? If it's for that, there's going to be doctors there just as much as there are here. Besides, I'm sure it's a lot less stressful there then it is here, not to mention more peaceful. He needs to relax Tseng; staying in a hospital where he can't do anything outside of walking around a small room isn't relaxing, Nor is it the way that I for one would like to spend my last days on the Planet.'

'And what about his legs? Therapy? What about that? Rufus isn't strong enough to go through a long trip everyday to see his therapist here.'

'Ask them to relocate or hire a personal therapist and have them move up there with him. He is the President Tseng, he can have that done.'

'What about us? What do we do? He'll have doctors around him to take care of him. What are we supposed to do while he's up there "relaxing"?'

Reno looked at Tseng as though he lost his mind. 'What are we supposed to do? What the hell are we doing here now? He's got doctors here now and we're still here. He still needs people that give a shit about him around him, not just people who will patch him up for a while. Depending on how that "house" thing looks up there, we can stay there too.'

He might just have a point. Then again, I just said I agreed with Reno which means I may have lost my mind which would mean that he doesn't have a good point. I'm giving myself a headache…

'You hear me Tsengy? We could always go there too you know. It's not like we'll catch it, it's not contagious. We'll be fine up there.'

Tseng shook his head to clear his thoughts. 'I heard you Reno. How about we let Rufus decide what he wants to do. If he wants to go, we'll go. If not, we'll stay here. Even if it's a decision that neither of us agree with, he's the President so we really can't say anything about it.'

'Huh,' Reno began, 'We may have to go along with what he says, but that doesn't mean we can't say anything about it. Trust me Tsengy.' Tseng glared at him. Reno raised his hands up in defeat. 'Sorry, I mean trust me Tseng, if he makes a decision that I don't like and makes no sense whatsoever, he'll be the first to hear about it from me.'

'Do have a bit of respect for the man Reno, he is your boss.'

'Get the pole out of your ass already Tsengy, I won't overdo it. I'll just tell him he's an idiot, that's all.'

'If that's all you will do, I will look forward to seeing you try to convince him not to kill you when he gets his shotgun back.'

Reno tensed a bit. 'When he gets his shotgun back?' He coughed and chuckled a bit. 'Did I say that I would call him an idiot? I didn't mean that. I meant telling him what a great boss he is but to listen to the advice of his employees. That's what I meant. I'd never call him an idiot. The thought would never cross my mind.'

Tseng laughed at that. At least Reno's good for comic relief. But enough of that for now.

'Reno, I think it's best if we end the idle chit chat for the moment. I'm going to nap on that couch over there. Wake me when he wakes up then and find the doctor so we can get this out of the way.'

'Yes sir. Have a nice nap.' Reno turned back to the figure in the bed, impatiently waiting for him to wake up.

Tseng rose from his seat, lay down on the small couch in Rufus' room and within minutes, was fast asleep.

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A/N 2: I'll try to have the next chapter up asap.

Thanks for reading!