Chapter 2: The Search

The dark figure slammed a photo down on the bar.

"Have you seen this woman?" he asked the bartender, "her name's Julie Heartilly."

The bartender looked at the smiling brunette in the photo, "Nah sorry mate, haven't seen her. Could I get you a drink?"

The dark covered man picked up the photo and put it in a pocket inside his long coat.

"Thank you for your time," he said leaving the bar.

"Wait? Sir? Wait?" shouted a woman running after the dark clothed man.

He stopped and looked at the blonde woman running to catch him up.

She caught up with him, "You're…you're," she paused to catch her breathe, "you're looking for Julie Heartilly?"

"Yes," he said more interested, "do you know where she is?"

"Last I heard of her was she was in Balamb."

"Balamb?"

"Yes. You do know she is married to General Caraway?"

"Father" he said under his breathe.

He closed his eyes and remembered his father tearing him away from Julie, his mother. He curled his hand into a fist and clenched his teeth together. He hated his father more than anything in the world. He hated his because he dragged him and her away.

"Did you say something?" the woman asked startling him from his memories.

"Thank you for your help," he started to walk away from her.

"Your welcome!" she shouted at him.

"Rinoa? Rinoa?" Squall looked at his restless girlfriend in their bed.

"Father," she quietly said, "Daddy?"

"Rin?" Squall said stroking her forehead, "Wake up honey?"

"Daddy? Daddy?" she started to shake in her sleep.

"Rinoa?" Squalls gently shuck her.

"Daddy! NO! Who is he?" she screamed.

"Rinoa it's Squall, your boyfriend!"

"No!" she wriggled out of his grib.

"Rinoa!" He said more sternly, "Wake up!"

Rinoa then stopped mumbling and tossing and turning in their bed.

She slowly opened her eyes revealing, their chocolate brown colour, She looked at Squall. He looked at her with puzzled eyes.

"What?" she asked him smiling.

"You were calling four dad in your sleep."

"I was?" she asked surprised.

"Yep!" What were you dreaming about?"

"I can't remember," she lied to her to her boyfriend, "Shall we get dressed and go out for breakfast?"

"Sure," Squall lowered himself and gently kissed Rinoa's lips. He then got up and went to the bathroom.

Rinoa lay in their thinking about the strange mysterious man in her dreams and why was her father involved. She got up when she heard Squall call her name.