Tifa almost crawled into the dishwasher, but she couldn't find her special cup. Pouting, the brunette closed the dishwasher and glared at it, as if it swallowed it.
"Hey honey." Clouds voice suddenly came from the door, causing Tifa to jump. She whirled around, looking at her grinning lover.
"Cloud! Don't you sneak up on me like that!" Cloud chuckled and walked into the small kitchen, grinning at his love.
"Sorry bout that." He apologized, Tifa smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"It's okay, hon. Now, what do you want?" she asked. Cloud put his arms around her waist and smiled down on her.
"We have a new case, darling. I want you to check the site of crime, along with one of our three perverts." Tifa giggled at the last words and placed a kiss on Clouds cheek.
"Okay, hon. If I'm back for lunchtime, we'll go together, right?"
"Of course." Cloud replied. Tifa smiled, wriggled out of her lover's embrace and left the kitchen to pick one of the three perverts, like Cloud called them, to accompany her.
Half an hour later, Logan and Tifa arrived at the site of crime, a small shop in one of the many side alleys of Midgar. The owner of the liquor store laid on the floor, behind his counter, a bullet wound in his chest. Blood was sprayed everywhere, much to Tifas disgust.
"These murderers are so ugly." Logan complained while he stepped over one of the many blood puddles on the floor.
"Can't they kill their victims without creating such a mess?" Tifa just shrugged while she bent over the corpse, studying him.
"He was shot from a close distance." She then said. Logan came closer, looked at the dead man and nodded.
"You're right, Tiff. And look at his face, he doesn't look shocked. Think he knew the person who killed him?" Tifa shrugged.
"Could be, but I'm not sure about it. Hey…what's that?" The brunette spotted a glistening object in one of the corners, quickly pulled on her latex gloves, walked over and picked it up.
"Logan, look at that!" she then called out. Logan hurried over to her and eyed the thing Tifa had found curiously. It was an ancient looking coin, with the word "SOMETHING" engraved on it.
"That is weird." Logan muttered. "Something? What's that supposed to mean, something?" Tifa shrugged and dropped the coin into one of those plastic bags, where the evidence was kept. That was when the two cops heard the door of the small shop open, and Logan turned around to shoo the person away.
"You can't go in here, it's…" He never finished the sentence. The man who had entered the store aimed a huge gun at him and shot. Tifa screamed in shock when a little arrow dug into her colleagues chest; Logan stared down at it for a few moments before he fell to the floor, the narcotic on the arrow doing it's work. Tifa wanted to rush to her colleagues aid, only to be stopped from the man who had shot Logan down. The unknown attacker shot another arrow into Tifas shoulder, and she broke down, moaning in pain. As soon as she had fallen unconscious, the man picked her up and carried her out of the store.
Cloud looked at his watch again, frowning.
"What is taking her so long?" he talked out loud. Scott and William looked up, giving him two worried looks.
"Maybe one of us should check on her." Scott suggested. William agreed, as did Cloud.
"Scott, you drive to the address we have and see what they are doing. If anything happened, call us immediately!" Scott nodded, literally jumped into his jacket an ran off.
Tifa awoke in complete darkness. For a few terrible moments she thought that she gone blind, until she felt the cloth that was tied over her eyes. A second one covered her mouth, and to her horror Tifa had to find out that somebody had used her own handcuffs to chain her wrists behind her back. She whimpered in fear, but then remembered her training and decided to stay silent – she didn't want to know her kidnapper that she was awake. Tifa concentrated on her surroundings – which was hard, since she was blindfolded – and registered a small shaking of the ground underneath her.
"I'm in a car!" the brunette realized. "That's no good!" Before she could think any further, the car came to a stop. A few minutes later, the trunk was opened.