Chapter Two
Lost Sister, Found
Without speaking Squall and Ellone left the Canteen and headed to the Training Centre. Fighting their way through unusually quiet bush, Squall and Ellone arrived at the Forbidden Area.
Squall thought of the last time that he had been there. He was with Rinoa, about a month after their return from time compression. It was a great night. There were fire works and a dance to celebrate the SeeD candidates who had passed their tests. It was one year since they met at that dance.
"Is something wrong?" Ellone asked, staring into Squalls face.
"Hmm..No," He replied, "I was just thinking about the last time I was here."
"Tell me about it." Ellone said happily.
"I was with Rinoa. It was exactly one year since we met."
"You really care about her, don't you." Ellone said.
"... Yes, I do," Squall said confidently, "I was wondering when I'd see you again. I was going to look for the White SeeD ship after this mission."
"But then I came to you." Ellone said, leaning on the railing of the balcony and looking out at Garden.
Squall turned to look at it as well. He thought of how the coloured lights had shot up from the Quad area and exploded into rings of yellow and blue light. At that moment he felt like he needed Rinoa to be there.
"Squall..." Ellone said quietly. He turned to look at her and saw that her face was creased with worry. Seeing his concern, Ellone forced a smile, "I know this will sound silly...but..." Ellone sighed and breathed in heavily, "...I wish that I could be anyone but me."
Squall turned around and put his hand on hers. He knew what she meant.
"I hate running away all of the time. I wish that I could stay at garden with you and the others. I've really missed you Squall."
Ellone closed her eyes and when she opened them a tear ran down her cheek. Squall put an arm around her shoulder and hugged her. After a while Ellone looked up at him with dry eyes.
"I need to talk to you Squall," She said with a clear voice, "It's about the mission. I've never done anything like this before. The reason I could send you back to Laguna's time was because I could remember it so clearly. I haven't tried sending people back to a time that they know but I don't. So, I was thinking that it would save a lot of time if we tried it now," Squall frowned and Ellone laughed at the expression on his face, "I didn't think you'd like it." She said.
Squall thought for a while and then agreed.
"It would give us more time to think of an alternative if it doesn't work and we'd get a head start if it does." He reasoned.
"You should sit down." Ellone advised, and he sat on the hard tiled floor of the balcony and leaned back against the railings.
Ellone knelt beside him and placed her hand on the top of his head. A pale green light surrounded Squall and his head flopped forward.
Squall focused on a picture of Cid as he felt Ellone put slight pressure on the hand on top of his head. A shrill sound rang in his ears and the image of Cid that he held in his mind blurred and faded into a brilliant white. It slowly faded back into focus and he was standing in a dimly lit office in front of a large polished desk. This was the easy part.
Lost Sister, Found
Without speaking Squall and Ellone left the Canteen and headed to the Training Centre. Fighting their way through unusually quiet bush, Squall and Ellone arrived at the Forbidden Area.
Squall thought of the last time that he had been there. He was with Rinoa, about a month after their return from time compression. It was a great night. There were fire works and a dance to celebrate the SeeD candidates who had passed their tests. It was one year since they met at that dance.
"Is something wrong?" Ellone asked, staring into Squalls face.
"Hmm..No," He replied, "I was just thinking about the last time I was here."
"Tell me about it." Ellone said happily.
"I was with Rinoa. It was exactly one year since we met."
"You really care about her, don't you." Ellone said.
"... Yes, I do," Squall said confidently, "I was wondering when I'd see you again. I was going to look for the White SeeD ship after this mission."
"But then I came to you." Ellone said, leaning on the railing of the balcony and looking out at Garden.
Squall turned to look at it as well. He thought of how the coloured lights had shot up from the Quad area and exploded into rings of yellow and blue light. At that moment he felt like he needed Rinoa to be there.
"Squall..." Ellone said quietly. He turned to look at her and saw that her face was creased with worry. Seeing his concern, Ellone forced a smile, "I know this will sound silly...but..." Ellone sighed and breathed in heavily, "...I wish that I could be anyone but me."
Squall turned around and put his hand on hers. He knew what she meant.
"I hate running away all of the time. I wish that I could stay at garden with you and the others. I've really missed you Squall."
Ellone closed her eyes and when she opened them a tear ran down her cheek. Squall put an arm around her shoulder and hugged her. After a while Ellone looked up at him with dry eyes.
"I need to talk to you Squall," She said with a clear voice, "It's about the mission. I've never done anything like this before. The reason I could send you back to Laguna's time was because I could remember it so clearly. I haven't tried sending people back to a time that they know but I don't. So, I was thinking that it would save a lot of time if we tried it now," Squall frowned and Ellone laughed at the expression on his face, "I didn't think you'd like it." She said.
Squall thought for a while and then agreed.
"It would give us more time to think of an alternative if it doesn't work and we'd get a head start if it does." He reasoned.
"You should sit down." Ellone advised, and he sat on the hard tiled floor of the balcony and leaned back against the railings.
Ellone knelt beside him and placed her hand on the top of his head. A pale green light surrounded Squall and his head flopped forward.
Squall focused on a picture of Cid as he felt Ellone put slight pressure on the hand on top of his head. A shrill sound rang in his ears and the image of Cid that he held in his mind blurred and faded into a brilliant white. It slowly faded back into focus and he was standing in a dimly lit office in front of a large polished desk. This was the easy part.