Okay I'm officially gone crazy. My nieces have been here for a couple days and there really getting on my nerves. Hee hee author on the fritz. Makes story time all da fun.


I do not own FF8 so on so forth.




Quintis ran the baby to the medical bay. Rin's temperature was sky high and she looked like death. Squall paces up and down the hall with the news that his daughter was all right. Chicken Pox how bad could it be. Everyone got chicken pox one time in there life. Everyone he knew lived.


"Squall." The doctor finally called.


Squall stands at attention and looks into the doctors eyes for comfort,


"How is she?" Squall asks.


"Squall if you don't have faith in your daughter by now you better get it." The doctor's voice lowers. "It's not chicken pox, it's the damn plague type virus going around. I don't know if she'll make it but she saved the whole school."


Squalls face drops and he suddenly feels numb. How could have this happened? Could God take his daughter from him. He'd lost his wife, it couldn't be fair.


"You can see your daughter if you want to."


Squall nods and follows the doctor to his daughter. Rin is laying in a small air tight incubator with tubes and wires coming to and from. Her eyes are closed and her little hands twitch. Squall glances at he heart monitor. Her little heart couldn't find a steady beat.


The doctor cleans off a spot on Squalls arm and gives him a shot. Squall doesn't pay notice he just continued to stare at his daughter. The doctor slides a chair underneath Squall and continues through plague protocols.


Through the night people came in with various degrees of the sickness. People piled around Squalls little corner but he refused to leave his daughter. No one dared to move him either.


About 2 am, Selphie pushes some food under Squalls nose. Squall looks up. She smiles and puts the plate on his lap.


"I was visiting Irvine, and I saw you here and I thought you needed some food." Selphie chirps.


"Not hungry." Squall picks up the plate and hands it to her.


"Eat!"


She pushes it back, Squall refuses. Selphie stomps her foot and runs off. Squall stares at the plate. His stomach lurches at the thought of food. Disgusted, Squall places the food on the floor. It didn't feel right to eat as his daughter lay helplessly between life and death.


Squall sighs and drifts off the sleep.


A peculiar sound wakes him up in the morning. A high pitched squeal. Cracking his eyes open he notices his daughter flat lining. Instantly Squall wakes up and shoots to his feet.


"Doctor!"


The doctor and a group of nurses rush in. Squall is shoved aside to watch in horror. They whisk away his daughter and Squall rushes after them as far as he can go.


Squall stands at the door way as they try to shock life back into her. Administering everything they had. One nurse notices him and slams the door on his face.


Squall collapses into a chair and cries.

"Rinoa please see our daughter, and God please don't take the girl from me too." Squall prays.


For what seemed eternity Squall rocks back and forth and cries. To the point that no more tears fell. A nurse walks out quietly. It seemed like she didn't want to make a noise in fear of waking the did.


"Squall Leonhart?" She asks.


"Yeah." Squall looks up.


"We were able to resuscitate her. She's doing fine, but were not out of the clear yet."


The days fly by in a whirl of activity. Irvine got better and Selphie continued her attempt to shove food in his face. He still couldn't eat. Zell occasionally poked him and made fun of his weight loss. And every time he did Selphie or the occasional Quintis would hit him over the head.

It was on the fifth day, Squall had fell asleep with his hand in the incubator glove. That morning something griped his finger and pulled at it. Squall opens his eyes.


Rin was pulling on his finger. She didn't look happy but she was awake. Squall smiles wiggles his finger.


"Good morning Rin." Squall says.


The day flies by like a miracle. Rin is wake and doing well. Soon she was handed to Squall. He made a funny face and tried to hold her with all the tubes still attached.


"Squally! Rinny!" Selphie calls pulling out that camera of hers.


Squall glares at the camera then shakes his head. "Selphie put that camera away."


Selphie takes a close shot of the baby the n turns the camera on herself. "Okay Squally not in a good mood maybe later."


Little Rin soon recovers from her illness. And before Squall knew what was happening Rin was crawling, then walking. One thing that struck Squall as odd is she never vocalized after the sickness. A side affect. It was clear that Rin was never going to speak, but Squall didn't care. She was her mothers daughter. It will not hurt her any.


Selphie pops her head into the Squalls office. "Squally!"


"Please don't call me Squally." Squall sighs.


Selphie watches as Rin totes across the floor. Rin smiles and waves her arms. Selphie picks her up and starts making faces at her. Squall looks up.


"That's right sorry," Selphie frowns. "Me and Irvy are getting married soon, we'd like Rin to be the flower girl."


"Fine."


"And the whole Garden is planning Rinny's first birthday party. So you don't have to worry." Selphie bounces Rin. "Yes your very popular in the Garden already... Yes you are, yes you are."


"When?" Squall asks.


"You should remember that Rin's birthday's in four days." Selphie scolds.


Squall cringes. He forgot.


"It's all right. It's at 4 okay?"


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This should be fun. I know this is fun for me so far.