Ch2

Vincent Picked the girls head up a small trickle of dark blood seeped from her side he carefully turned her over. The wound he saw made his stomach boil. Vincent Quickly striped off his coat & covered the injury. He heard a shot in the trees near the road. Some one was using a high-powered riffle Another shot ricocheted off the hood of his truck.
Vincent ducked "dam it" he cussed softly who is shooting any way. He wondered. They're not even aiming. He looked at the girl. He could not leave her but he could not wait for the ambulance ether if he stayed there was a good chance he might be shot.
Agents his better judge meant Vincent decided to take her to the hospital himself. He gently placed the girl inside his truck & started the engine. The hospital was about thirty miles away.
As he drove his only company was the constant rain that had thankfully let up. Vincent drove above the speed limit most of the way. He glanced in his mirror & turned a large car did the same on a hunch Vincent slowed down a little & turned the car did like wise. He was being tailed.
Vincent glanced at the girl & picked up speed Her head lolled to the side as he turned. He looked in the mirror. The car was gone. Maybe I am jus being paranoid. He thought. The gunfire earlier was probably just part of some gang related violence. Unfortunately a common thing on the streets of midgar. He sighed & looked up. The car was in front of him.
Vincent narrowed his eyes as the car matched speeds with his truck. The man on the passengers side was wearing a dark blue suit he met Vincent's gaze as he passed Vincent watched as the car disappeared behind him. A Turk!? what in the hell is going on.
Vincent glanced nervously behind him the car was gone again. Something was defiantly wrong. He heard a sharp crack & the glass on his rear window spider webbed. Vincent swerved out of the lane. One glance in the mirror told him what had happened. The car was behind him again & the passenger was leaning out shooting at him. What the hell are they after? He glanced at his unconscious as more shots hissed by & ricocheted off his finders. It had to be the girl. But why would Shinra want her?
He made a U turn & the car followed Vincent pulled his pistol out of his coat pocket. He hoped the girl could hold out for a while .The hospital would have to wait. It was gona b a long night.

The car swerved & followed him through turn after turn several bullets found their mark in his tailgate. Vincent fired out the window with out looking, he didn't need to. The glass on the passengers side shattered & the man leaning out the window fell limp. The driver of the car didn't even slow down.
Vincent watched in his mirror as the dead man fell out of the window. He herd horns blast & glass shatter as cars swerved & collided to avoid the body in the road. He ignored them & focused on his driving with the gun man out of commission the only thing the driver could do was follow , out maneuver or cut him off. Unless he had a gun too. Vincent headed towards the east end of town towards the railroad tracks where there was more traffic. A shot rang off of his bumper.
Dam that bastard's got a gun too. Vincent's mind turned over several possibilities for escape none seemed promising. He passed a car then doubled back using a side road the car stayed with him. Vincent reached the tracks just as the warning lights began to flash his heart jumped into his throat he could see the train coming. Vincent pressed his foot down on the accelerator his truck sputtered as he changed gears. He passed the car in front of him & crossed the tracks the train maid a defining roar as it filled the space his truck had occupied moments be fore.
It took him several moments to calm his nerves he made a turn & checked for signs of a tail. there were none the car had been caught on the other side of the tracks. Now that Vincent had room to breath he could think clearly. Planning under pressure had never been one of his strong points but survival was.
He considered heading back to his apartment but it was on the other side of town & if the Turks knew she was injured it was a good bet that the hospitals were being watched.
Vincent glanced at the buildings as the went by trying to think of a near by place were the girl would be safe if Shin-Ra was after her there was a good chance that there weren't many safe places he could take her.
Vincent watched another familiar building go by he was closer to Tifa`s Seventh Heaven than any other of the possible safe havens he could think of. It was the best bet.
He was greatly relived when he saw Tifa's neon sign but form the cold look on his face you wouldn't have known. He killed the engine & lifted the girl out of the seat. She was incredibly light. Vincent closed the door with his steal-plated boot, sloshed through a puddle and cursed. It was still wet from the rain witch had let up only moments before.
He tried to open tifas door with his but nearly dropped the girl. Vincent gritted his teeth & backed up he was in a bad mood as it was. His foot slammed into the door & knocked it off of it's hinges the lock & handle went one way & wood splinters another.
Cloud jumped up cursing & choking on his bear the bottle crashed agents the floor. Tifa looked wide-eyed at Vincent & the limp bundle in his arms. "Wha.Vin.What.." Tiffa sputtered slightly shaken by his entrance. Cloud found her words for her "What the Hell's Going on Vincent?"
one word was all that was needed one word that seemed to shatter the air Vincent's Voice was like ice "Shin-Ra"

Tifa (thankfully enough) had spent several years studying medicine after the fall of Shin-Ra Vincent watched her tend the girls wounds. He herd the elevator as it doped into Tifa`s secret room.
When she had rebuilt the bar she had followed the plans exactly witch included this cleverly hidden hidey-hole.
He ignored Cloud as he handed Tifa a bundle of cloths. She had sent him to fetch her something to ware since her cloths were stained in blood.
Vincent's eves were blank he was turning over the events of the night & trying to think of any possible answers he had already told Cloud what had happened. Cloud had suggested that she may have information that Shin-Ra would not want leaking out. It would be a reason to kill her. Vincent thought. But still they were shooting at me if they wanted her dead then why not go after her? She has to have something they want, or need. Otherwise she would be dead by now.

Vincent started as Cloud put his hand on his shoulder. "Hay man u alright u look a little dead" Vincent ignored the unintentional reference to his being shot by Hojo Cloud wasn't trying to annoy him. He just always said the right things the wrong way & realized what was said too late.
"I'm fine" Cloud didn't look too sure but obliged & let Vincent be. he sat on a stool near Tifa & watched her work leaving Vincent to his thoughts.
It wan nearly a full hour before any one moved. Tifa sat up & wiped her forehead with the back of a bloody hand. Cloud helped her to her feat. Tifa was exhausted. The trio headed wordlessly to the elevator lift." How is she" Vincent asked when they stepped out into the bar "we wont know until tomorrow she lost a lot of blood & .may not make it through the night" Tifa cast her eyes down ward "I've one every thing I can to help her we can only hope fore the best." Vincent nodded.
'You had better change Tifa you are soaked in blood" Vincent's Voice was unusually genteel Tifa could tell his mind was else ware. She nodded. Tifa headed to the rest room with her bundle of clean close under one arm. The room was dark & calm. Cloud turned to Vincent "You'd better get home Vincent It's getting late" The tired man nodded in agreement & headed for the door "Sorry about the mess" He mumbled as he left. Cloud waved it off .