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"Who the hell did you drag in?"

Where am I?

"You not going to believe this, but..."

Who's there?

"It can't be......"

What happened?

"It is."

Wait......

"Quistis?"

Quistis Trepe took a deep breath as her eyes fluttered open, but were then quickly shut because of the bright light that seemed to burn her eyes. Squinting, she attempted to open them again, this time more slowly. The light seemed to grow more brighter as she looked around. She had no idea where she was, though somewhere deep in her foggy memory, she already knew. It seemed familiar, but she just couldn't think of where she was.

"Where...?" she croaked out. Her throat was terribly scratchy and she had a god awful headache. She struggled to sit up, but the room spun and she fell back down. She whimpered a little and struggled to keep from throwing up. When the room stopped spinning, she again sat up, careful not to become dizzy again.

She rubbed her eyes a little to clear all the sleepy gunk that had formed around the corners. When she got a clearer look, she gasped. It all looked way too familiar. Deep in her heart she knew where she was, but her mind had forced those memories out so many times that it was just too confusing for her to remember, so she just stopped trying to remember.

Taking a careful step down, she had finally realized that she had been laying down on a bed. Not really a bed, but more of a medical gurney. Like she had just been at the hospital.

Taking another step, she found that she was all alone in the room. There was no sign of life what-so-ever and she found herself actually wondering if she was the only alive person there.

Stop acting so stupid, Quistis told herself. Somebody brought you here. You can't be alone.

As quietly as she could, Quistis tip-toed across the room to a nearby door. Making sure she wasn't heard, she pressed the small button that rested next to the door. The door swooshed open and she crept out.

"Commander Squall, we are about twenty minutes to arrival. Would you like me to check up on Quistis?"

Squall glanced over at Zell. He hated the way Zell always teased him about being the commander. He would do it day and night.

"Yes, you can go check on Quistis."

Zell nodded and ran off to the small infirmary they let her rest in.

"And Zell?" Squall called back.

Zell turned around.

"Don't call me commander." Squall grabbed the television remote control and threw it at Zell who easily caught it.

"Right," Zell grinned and ran off again.

Now where do I go? Quistis asked herself. She had been walking around the vessel for about three minutes and she was already lost. She didn't know which door she had come through. Hoping to find someone, she just basically walked around in circles.

Then she saw a large window around the corner. She walked over it, curious to where she was. She peered out and gasped in shock. They were flying! And she was terribly afraid of heights. She backed away from the window and walked close to the wall, clinging to the cold metal. Then she closed her eyes and prayed to Hyne that they wouldn't crash.

"Quistis?" Zells voice whispered. He peeked through the door to find the room was dark.

Funny, he thought. I don't remember turning this light off when I checked up on her last time.

Zell steeped into the room now, still unaware that she was missing. Then he saw it. Her covers had been sprawled in a heap on the ground. He rushed to her bed and saw up close that it was empty.

Oh, no! Squall's gonna KILL me! Then he ran back to the cockpit to inform Squall of what the situation was.

"What!" Squall said and stood up abruptly. Then he sat down and seemed to calm down. "Well, it's not a really big deal. It's not like she could really go anywhere. She can't be lost. We'll find her. Just assemble the rest of the guys and split up so you can find her faster."

"Yes, Commander Squall," Zell said and sped off to find the others.

"And don't call me Commander Squall!" He yelled after Zell, but he was already gone.

"So now we have to find her because she's lost," Zell said, panting as he told the story for the third time now. For some reason, they didn't seem to understand him the first time he told it.

"Ohhhhh!" Selphie said. "You're telling us that you lost Quistis when you were supposed to be in charge of looking out for her and now you want us to help you find her because if we don't then the Headmaster will have out heads?"

Zell thought for a moment. "Close enough. Now let's going! Squall wants us to find her before we land. So, let's get moving. Everyone meet back here in ten minutes."

Everyone split up and went their separate ways to search for Quistis.

"What the hell....?" Seifer asked himself. He walked briskly along the Ragnarok, tired of playing Quistis game of hide-n-go-seek. He was tired of chasing her. For the past ten years now. It was always, 'I'm the victim here. I have to leave in order to get my life back together.' The exact opposite happened. When he found out that she was living as a servant in Winhill, he freaked. All that time they had figures she had died. She left without telling anyone where she was going......well she told, but that was a lie. She wasn't going back to Galbadia Garden at all.

It had been earlier that day that he found Quistis. He was even staying in her house and he didn't even know it until he found her Save the Queen hanging on Ashitakas wall. It was then when he knew that Quistis was alive. He drugged Ashitakas drink while he wasn't looking so he could fall asleep much easier. When he was out, Seifer found that Quistis had arrived just ten minutes later and he sneaked up on her, drugging her the same way he drugged Ashitaka. He didn't want to drug her, but he feared that she wouldn't cooperate otherwise. So he brought her aboard the Ragnarok so they can all go back to their normal lives....hopefully.

Now he was here again, playing the same old games. Hide-n-go-seek. He always hated that game anyways.

"Damn you, Quistis," Seifer whispered. He was just about to repeat himself when he turned the corner, but then his feet went from under him. He fell forward onto the hard metal and cursed loudly, ready to beat anything that made him fall. He snapped his head around to curse at someone when he saw that it was Quistis. She was on the ground also and she was huddled against the corner. She seemed, frightened.

Seifers features changed from anger to concern, but only slightly. "Quistis, are you alright?" he asked, holding his hand out to help her up. Then he realized that she had already been on the ground all huddled up.

"Quistis," Seifer sighed impatiently. "Come on. We have to get you cleaned up for the arrival at Balamb." Quistis for the first time opened her eyes and squinted up at Seifer. Her face scrunched up in confusion as she tried to remember who this older man standing in front of her was, but she quickly remembered. She jumped up and wrapped her arms around him, surprising him. Seifer didn't hug back right away until he felt her sobbing onto his shoulder. He wrapped his strong arms around her and held her as tight as he could. He couldn't believe that Quistis was here now. Standing with him in the same room with out them two getting into a fight. It was all surreal.

"I-I was so scared," Quistis racked out between sobs. "I thought that I was going to.....that I was going to...."

"Don't say it," Seifer soothed. He stroked her rough worn out hair. It was filthy, but all that didn't matter now. All that mattered was that she was safe.

A.N.: Next chapters coming soon!!