The Group gathers
"Cloud!" Tifa screamed in shock, holding her unconscious lover tight. "Cloud, please, wake up!" "Shit!" Cid cursed. "His wound opened again! We have to take him to a hospital, and that very fast!" The pilot rushed to the steering, and seconds later the Highwind took off. "Where's the nearest hospital?" Cid yelled while flying away from Wutai. "Midgar." Red answered slowly. "Damn, that's too @%§$%$ far away!" Cid cursed. Meanwhile, Tifa held Cloud close to her, his head resting on her shoulder. "Please hold on, Cloud." she whispered to him. "Please hold on." Yuffie walked into the room, her face looking slightly green. "Where is that moron Cid?" she yelled. "Why did he take off so..." Then she spotted Cloud. "Oh my." she whispered and hurried over to Tifa. "What happened?" "Clouds wound opened in the battle with Dexter." Tifa explained with tears in her eyes. Yuffie reacted quickly and ripped of the sleeve of her T-Shirt to press it on the bleeding wound. As she did so, Cloud moaned and started to stir. Tifa looked at him worried, and suddenly Clouds eyes shot open. "NO! Don't you dare touching her, you..." "Sht, Cloud." Tifa calmed him down in a hurry. "Calm down! You have to lie still, your wound opened and you are bleeding." Cloud looked down, disbelief in his eyes, only to find out that Tifas words were true and that his formerly white shirt was now mainly red. "Damn." he whispered. And then the pain came. It hit him like thousand needles, and Cloud couldn't help but scream at the sudden mass of pain flowing through his body. His head snapped back, and his hand squeezed Tifas so hard that she cried out in pain. "Yuffie! Get a tranquilliser!" Red yelled. "Are you nuts?" Tifa yelled back. "He could die!" She held her lover tighter and glared at Red. "He's loosing too much blood." Yuffie worried. "CID!" she suddenly yelled. "Fly faster!" "I'm flying as @$&%§ fast as I can, brat!" Cid yelled back. Finally they reached Midgar, and Cid landed the Highwind right in front of the hospital. Red jumped out of the plane and dashed into the hospital. "We need help here!"
Tifa left Clouds room, her eyes all red from crying. "How is he?" Cid asked. "They're not sure if he'll make it." Tifa answered softly. "He lost a lot of blood, and they don't have enough blood samples here to help him." "Damn." Cid said quietly. He put a comforting hand on Tifas good shoulder and gave her a gentle squeeze. "I'm sure he'll make it, Tiff." Yuffie added. "He won't die on you, Tifa. Cloud loves you with all his heart." Tifa gave Yuffie a half-hearted smile. "Thanks Yuff." "No problem, Tifa." Tifa sighed and checked her watch. "God, I'm tired." she stated. "Today is the worst day ever. My shoulder hurts, my boyfriend is in the hospital..." Tifa sighed again, much to Yuffies amusement. "Hey, Tiff, since when do you mock around so much?" she joked. Tifa stuck her tongue out to her, and both women laughed. "Thanks for cheering me up, Yuff." Tifa said after she had stopped laughing. "I really appreciate that." "Hey, that's what friends are good for." Yuffie answered. Tifa gave her another smile, but suddenly her eyes widened. "Vincent!" she called out as she spotted the tall, black-dressed man who made his way down the hall. "Hello Tifa." Vincent greeted his former comrade. "It's good to see you again." Tifa said, hugging Vincent tightly. Vincent looked a little bit surprised, but he returned her hug. "Hello Tifa. How is Cloud doing?" "He'll make it...I hope." Tifa gave another heavy sigh, then she spotted two familiar figures walking down the hall. "Barret! Reeve!" she called out happily. The two men walked over to the group, and finally the old AVALANCHE was back.
Authors Note: Sorry that this chapter is so short, but I wrote it at 11:45 pm *yawn* So don't sue me if it isn't as good as the others.