Special thanks to Sigbru, X-This War Is Ours-X, Kaarina Helvete, MyfinalfantasyVII, And another special thanks toX-This War Is Ours-Xagain for telling me about the MCR song!! I loved it, and I've downloaded it too. ^^ Made my day!

The two followed Vincent out their cell and welcomed the fresh air and the bright sunlight that they could see further down the corridor they were now in. They watched Vincent come to a halt and raised his hand, he signalled to their left and Elena rushed forward reaching for her weapons and paused as she stared at Tseng's two guns. She watched the blond heave his sword up and swing it onto his back like it weighed nothing.

He walked past her and headed towards the ex-Turk. Elena eventually grabbed her weapons and Tseng's as well before joining the two men. "I think it's best if you travel south from here." Vincent murmured casting glances round the area. "You're a few miles away from anywhere, so just keep going." Cloud nodded in agreement. He couldn't remember how he got here and even if he managed to get to the reactor he couldn't remember how to get to the shinra army base. He looked at Elena who returned his gaze, then realised she probably had no idea where she was.

"What are you going to do from here?" Cloud whispered, as she stood besides Vincent in his shadow so not to be seen. He shoved Elena to the side with his arm as someone walked past further down so they wouldn't be seen. He heard her sigh with annoyance but didn't bother to explain himself.

"Don't worry." Vincent muttered.

Cloud frowned at the man, wishing he'd elaborate a little on his answer, but didn't expect anymore. "Are you leaving later with Yuffie?" He asked, still waiting for Vincent to direct him out of the clay stoned building.

"Not yet." Vincent began, watching as another person walked across the courtyard before them. "She's the future monarch of this country." He muttered. Cloud suppressed a laugh from the idea of Yuffie being in control of a country. "If we leave not long after they realise you've escaped there will be questions. And I can't allow the Rebels to start attacking Yuffie's father."

"Are we going yet?" He heard Elena whisper in a hoarse voice, which was loud enough she might as well speak normally.

Cloud ignored her and bit his lip toying with a question in his mind. "Will you apologise to Yuffie for me? I didn't mean what I said, well, I did but..." Cloud stopped talking deciding he'd just make it worse.

He watched Vincent nod. "I will, even though she should too." Cloud watched Vincent begin to move and cloud reached for the man's arm stopping him from moving.

"Just tell me the way out, if you get caught, think about Yuffie." He whispered, not needing an answer from the enigma of a man.

Vincent sighed and turned to the younger man behind him. "Go straight across the courtyard and there should be some vehicles there, all the keys are in the ignition. Go through the large wooden doors, they might need breaking down, I'm sure that's no problem." Cloud guessed the man might be smirking from seeing the corner of his eyes crinkle slightly and also that he couldn't actually see the man's lower half of his face because of his blood red cloak. The blond nodded and looked over the man's shoulder at said courtyard.

"Thank you, Vincent." Cloud muttered and looked to Elena who was glaring at him from underneath her bangs.

"Are we going already?" She snapped. Cloud smiled at her slightly, surprised at her sudden childish outburst.

Cloud looked once more to Vincent who stepped aside and let the two run past.

The two followed the walls as they ran through the courtyard. He caught sight of the blood splattered wall and grumbled slightly to himself, deciding how much the people here were like animals. He looked over his shoulder to Elena who had her own eyes focused on his back, trying desperately to ignore the scene.

"Come on." Cloud muttered reaching for the woman's arm and tugging her along.

The two were able to remain completely silent even through the floor was crumbling stone, much like the walls of their cell before. Cloud skidded to a stop and pressed his back against the wall with Elena following suit. He looked down from where they had come and was able to just pick out Vincent from the shadows. Only guessing he was able too because of his heightened senses.

The two stood by the open entrance to where Vincent had directed them. The blond man looked round the corner and smirked as he saw the place was completely empty. He couldn't believe his luck!

He eyed the barred wooden doors and frowned, knowing as soon as he smashed the doors down the noise would attract whoever was nearby. He looked at all the vehicles again, deciding on one of the motorbikes that were near the doors.

Cloud pulled round from the corner and looked back to Elena who had been carefully watching the courtyard before them. "I'll smash the door down, while you grab one of the bikes and start it up, right?" Cloud ordered, he was ready to turn the corner when he felt the woman grab his arm and tug him back. He turned and glared at her and rubbed his arm slightly after she had released him from her tight grip.

"Why a bike?" She snapped again, staring up into his cold mako eyes.

Cloud paused. Why had he decided on a bike? "Because...it's the closest." He decided. He felt Elena tug him back again and she stepped in front of him and looked round the corner herself.

Cloud rolled his eyes knowing what was coming. It was worse being with Elena than with Cid who constantly questioned everything, from who was driving and who got to lead. "No it's not!" She snarled turning round and facing him.

"This isn't the time." Cloud ordered again and pulled Elena back behind him.

"Time? It was alright for you to have your prolonged chat with that vampire, but now we have no time!"

"I can drive a bike better." Cloud retorted, deciding this conversation was getting incredibly childish.

"I can drive a truck better!"

"Bikes are faster."

"No they're not!"

"Look." Cloud turned and rounded on the woman. "We're getting a bike and that's that!" He hit himself mentally for sounding childish himself and looked round the area checking that no one was standing there watching them have an argument for enjoyment. He looked to where Vincent was standing and caught sight of the man's gauntlet point at the entrance besides them.

"We'll, I'm driving."

Cloud sighed and wanted to drop to the floor and disappear. "Just...get the bike." He gave up, deciding he'd shove the Turk behind him once she got ready with the bike herself. He watched her nod before racing round the corner.

Elena raced across the stone floor and slid to a stop she flung her leg over the side of one of the bikes and looked up to check Cloud was actually doing what he had said. She watched him heave his sword and watched it charge with blue energy.

She turned the engine on and listened to it roar, she looked back up and watched as the blond released one of his signature moves at the door and watched it explode before him. Elena swung the bike round and the wheels screeched against the floor.

She skidded to a halt besides the man and looked over her shoulder as a few of the rebels had ran out to see what the noise was.

Cloud sheathed his sword and turned to the woman. "Move!" He snapped. He watched her open her mouth to protest. "No time!" He snapped. Deciding to throw any manners he had out the window, he pushed the woman back and jumped on the bike himself. He started the bike up easily and heard the Turk protest. He pushed the bike forward and it instantly raced forwards. He felt the woman's arms wrap round him suddenly and clutched onto his shirt tight, like she might fall off from his insane speed.

He stared at the barren wasteland before them and kept going hoping to reach somewhere soon. He looked over his shoulder and stared at the crumbling building shrink smaller and smaller in the distance, he spotted a few trucks come out to follow them along with a few bikes.

"Eyes on the road!" He heard Elena shout and he smothered a laugh. He turned back round and allowed the bike to race faster, knowing he had perfect control of it and they'd out run the rebels quickly and they'd give up the chase.

Tifa caught her breath and stared round the room. Kenji had disappeared into the kitchen again, she guessed it was to fetch himself a glass of wine after another frustrating day at Shinra. She ran her fingers through her long dark hair and held back a whimper.

One of them had been shot!

Why hadn't Yuffie do anything to stop it? Surely Vincent was there, why hadn't he done anything either? If it had been Cloud who had been put up in front of the firing line they would have done anything to save him, wouldn't they? Judging from her last conversation with Yuffie, she doubted the teen would do anything. But Vincent? She was sure Vincent were a lot closer than people though, seeing they had suffered at the hands of the same man and could easily relate to each other.

Tifa rubbed her forehead, trying to ignore the beginnings of a headache.

But, they wouldn't stand aside and let these rebels shoot down a Turk either. They had morals didn't they?

Yes, there had been a time when they had to fight against the Turk in fear for their lives. But as of the last incident with those silver haired triplets they had done whatever they could to aid them all.

Tifa sighed with defeat. No matter how much she thought of Vincent and Yuffie, it didn't take away the fact that one of the three captives had been shot.

How could Rufus Shinra live with himself, after knowing one of his close companions and Cloud for that matter had been shot because of his greed?

Too many questions. She thought to herself and relaxed back into her chair in defeat.

It felt like something was eating away at her mind and numbing her senses. Each question after question came back to one. Cloud can't be dead, can he? They were friends she was sure of it, and if he was it would feel like there was a gigantic hole in her life. She'd miss him so much it would be unbelievable, but the one thing she felt like she'd miss was the future.

Did she really think that there might be more? More to him just being there in her life as a friend. She looked up and stared at Kenji as he walked in, he was smiling brightly at her.

As stupid as it sounded, she wasn't sure if she could rely on the man before her. She could never truly rely on Cloud, sometimes he was there and the next he was gone, but she knew he'd do anything for her.

Had she really messed her life up so much, that there was no way of turning things around?

Maybe.

"What's going to happen to the other two?" She whispered, not holding his gaze.

"Why do you care so much?" She snapped her head up and faced him. His expression was nonchalant like what he said meant nothing.

"Of course I care, Cloud's there..." She caught her breath and shut her eyes tight wishing he might not have been listening. She opened her eyes and the man before her looked no different. "Is there anything you can do?" She asked, trying to ignore what she said. He shrugged and drank out of his glass. "Are you not doing anything?" He didn't answer. "Have you spoke to Shinra?"

"This isn't my problem Tifa!" Kenji snapped glaring at her from underneath his dark bangs. "Neither do I care."

"These people's lives are on the line because of this company!" Tifa cried, not being able to believe the man's harshness.

"They knew the possible consequences." He muttered rising to his feet. Tifa glared at him and jumped to her own feet. She couldn't stand to be with the man anymore. "Where are you going?" He snapped following her to the door. He watched her shrug on her black jacket and zipped it up. "Tifa!" He reached for her arm and she pushed him off.

"Don't touch me." She snapped glaring at him, before returning to get ready to leave.

"Where are you going to go Tifa?" He snapped again. Tifa turned and looked at him. He was still holding his glass in his right hand and had a sly smile on his face. She turned back round and pocketed her keys. She was in fact on her way to see Rufus Shinra, if Kenji wasn't going to do anything, she would, and she didn't want to stand on the side lines while three of her friends could be in danger.

She'd let him think she was leaving. She smiled slightly, realising how stupid the man was for not being able to work out she was leaving or else she would have gotten her belongings. "You can't go back to your pathetic bar, I'll find you there pretty easily." Tifa didn't reply. "If you haven't realised you're carrying my child."

"And whose fault's that?" she snapped, knowing half was hers, but she wouldn't take the whole blame for it. Tifa reached for the door and threw it open and strode out, slamming it behind her.

She rubbed her face, feeling the heat in her cheeks. She couldn't deny it, he was right. She had nowhere to go. She didn't want to ring Barret or anyone and make them worry about her, she can deal with her own problems. It was just a temporary glitch in their relationship that was it.

With that thought in mind she made her way to the lifts at the end of the corridor and headed out of the building.

The streets outside were busy and the sun blared down on the town. She cast a quick glance up at the sky and stared at the threatening purple clouds above the town. It was obvious a storm was coming; there was already a cold chill in the air despite the strong warm rays from the sun.

Eventually she reached the main Shinra building. It was nothing special just a huge skyscraper with the Shinra logo plastered on the side. Tifa walked up the few steps thankful for the black trainers she was wearing.

The doors swung open and she was met by the cold blasts from the air-conditioners placed above the doors. It was eerily quiet inside, making her shake with fury that no one was running around with orders to try and save the now two people who are held captive in Wutai.

"Look who's here, Rude." Tifa rolled her eyes at the sound of the red headed Turk's voice. She turned round and was met by the two Turks. She offered a smile to Rude, who she could tell was blushing slightly. She knew the bald Turk had some feelings towards her and it was Reno's self appointed duty to flaunt this whenever herself and Rude were in each other's company.

"Haven't you got other things to be doing?" She snapped. She saw Reno raise an eyebrow with surprise and turned to his partner a small snicker escaping his lips.

"I should have guessed you and your band of fellow men already know." Reno drawled, his smirk still plastered across his face. "What are you doing out here anyways, shouldn't you be resting somewhere?" Tifa glared at him again and tried to ignore him and turned to Rude.

"I want to see Shinra." She snapped, she saw Reno open his mouth to say something oh-so witty. "President Shinra, not the building." His eyebrows furrowed along with his bright green eyes narrowing.

"You can't just walk in and see him!"

"This way Miss Lockheart." Reno spun round and stared at his partner who began walking forward. Tifa smiled at the man before smirking at the red head. She never liked to flaunt the idea of Rude having a 'crush' on her, but drastic needs called for drastic measures.

Tifa followed the man into one of the three lifts and up various floors until the lift eventually stopped. She then followed him out and down a corridor, she stared out the huge window that dominated the right side of the wall and stared at the darkening sky.

She watched Rude hold open the door, while Reno strode behind her, his hands dug deep into his pockets. The brunette nodded thanks and walked into the office.

The room was cold from one of the fans placed in the corner of the room that twisted this way and that. There was another large window behind the desk that also showed the city below and the darkening sky and it's purple clouds. "Miss Lockheart." Tifa barely realised that the President Shinra was in the room.

He stood up from his chair, wearing his signature white suit and extended a hand. She slowly shook it and he gestured to the chair behind her. "And to what do I owe the pleasure?"

Tifa frowned at him, hating him for playing her like a fool. "I know what's going off in Wutai, Rufus." She snapped suddenly. She watched the frown appear on his face and he leant back into his chair, lifting his hands into his lap and entwining his fingers together. He nodded and looked back at her, obviously waiting for more. "I know that they want you to hand yourself in, or else they'll shoot the three captive, which are now, two."

"And you're worried your dear friend Strife will meet his end, aren't you?" He answered, a smile tugging at his lips as he watched her.

Tifa shook her head in disbelief with his answer. "Why won't you do anything?" She cried, leaning forwards glaring at him.

Rufus sighed and stared at the two Turk's behind her, for allowing her to come up. "I'm afraid I can't answer your question, Tifa. Please, I'm a busy man." Tifa watched him return to something on his desk and she glared at him, grumbling to himself.

She jumped to her feet and restrained herself from walking over and striking the man across his face. "You really are the most despicable person on this planet." She snarled. He looked up and smiled a sickly sly smile before returning to his work.

Tifa frowned again and stormed out. The door shut behind her and she stared down the corridor. She'd never felt so helpless and useless ever before.