~Paranoia~

*Husband*

            "Caraway! Caraway!" called Squall, shaking Rinoa gently. "Wake up! Are you

alright?"

          Rinoa groaned. She opened her eyes up, only to find cobalt blue eyes staring

at her. She realized how close they were. She gently pushed him away.

          "Caraway, are you alright?" asked Squall, concerned. Rinoa turned away from

him, hugging her knees. An image of her mother falling appeared again in her head.

She shivered when the image of her mother was replaced with herself...

          "Is everything okay here?" asked the doctor, walking into the room.

Apparently, the nurse had panicked and went to inform a doctor.

          "No! Go away--I'm perfectly fine!" said Rinoa, backing away from the doctor.

He had a needle in his hand.

          "It's just a little shot. It'll help you go to sleep," said the doctor in a soft tone,

reaching out to Rinoa to restrain her. "There's nothing to worry about."

          Rinoa got off the bed and kept backing away until her back hit a wall. She slid

down the wall, her eyes getting watery.

          "No...No...Don't, please..." she begged softly, hugging her knees and rocking

herself. "No..."

          The doctor kept advancing, ignoring her pleas. A hand on his shoulder

stopped him.

          "I think she'll do fine without any sedations," said Squall. "I'll make sure she

eats right."

          "Fine," sighed the doctor as he put the needle away. "But if I see her getting

weaker..."

          "I get it. Don't worry. You can leave now," assured Squall. The doctor sighed

again and left.

          "He's gone, Caraway." Rinoa stopped moving and looked up. Her tired eyes

showed how grateful she was.

          "...My name is not Caraway. My name is Rinoa Heartilly," she said.

          "'Heartilly?'" echoed Squall. Rinoa nodded. She slowly got herself up.

          "Caraway..." scowled Rinoa. "I hate him."

          "You hate your father?"

          "I hate him!" repeated Rinoa. "He's not my father! I hate him!"

          "Why do you hate him so much? What has he done?" asked Squall.

          You're dead...

          Rinoa shook her head. She started to run.

          "I need to go!" she cried. Squall followed her. He was surprised how quick she

was. She pushed several people out of her path and Squall followed. She finally

stopped when she got to a large garden outside.

          "Ca--" Squall stopped himself. He almost called out "Caraway".

          "Aren't...Aren't the flowers pretty?" asked Rinoa, taking in deep breaths. Her

legs were sore, her heart was pumping hastily, and she had a some difficulty

breathing.

          "Squall," said Rinoa, addressing him by his first name. "How old are you?"

          "I'll be twenty-two in a couple of months," said Rinoa.

          Squall cocked up an eyebrow as he watched her walk over to a bush of red

flowers.

          "I don't see how this is relevant--"

          "Just answer the question," interrupted Rinoa.

          "...Twenty-four," answered Squall.

          "Twenty-four...Just like my husband..." mumbled Rinoa, her eyes dazed.

          "Husband?"

          "Aren't you a little too young to be a psychiatrist?" asked Rinoa, forcing a

smile. "Oh! You must be one of those prodigies I always hear about!"

          "...I guess," said Squall.

          "My husband...He was smart too..." whispered Rinoa. The flower she was

holding became bruised in her clenched hand.

          "...Rinoa...?" murmured Squall.

          "Your husband..." started Squall, "What is he like?"

          Rinoa closed her eyes and sighed.

          "Dead."

          Squall's eyes widened. He was surprised when he found out about her

husband--he was even more surprised to discover her husband died.

          "Don't you read the newspaper? Or watch the news?" asked Rinoa. The truth

was, Squall was always focusing on healing his patients. He didn't have time for T.V.

and such trivial things. He didn't even give himself time for a haircut.

          "His death was reported everywhere. You should start reading the

newspaper," said Rinoa.

          She looked as if she was going to cry. Squall wasn't sure what to do. Would

he be getting too attached to her if he held her?

          "Rinoa!" cried a voice. Rinoa's eyes widened. She turned around.

          "Rinoa! It's really you!" shouted another voice. Rinoa just stood there and

watched as her friends ran to her.

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Heyz! Hmm...Was that a cliffy? I'm not sure--I'm so retarded!!! Sorry it's so short, but I think I was going nowhere so I stopped. I wasn't even sure whether I was going to write another chapter today or not -_-;;...Wellz, I updated early, you all happy ^^?

But don't expect new chapter posted next week--Next week is finals for the first semester. I really hope it'll go by fast -_-;;...

~Tenshi

REVIEWER'S CORNER:

SoulSwhispers666~Wow, seriously? I always thought Squinoa was the most popular coupling authors write about. And thanks for recommending Reign of Shadows! I really enjoyed reading it ^__^!

Verdanii~I know the ficcy you're talking about! Reign of Shadows, right? I like that fic more than mine too ^^! Me thinks Rin is always going to put up a fight when revealing her memories. Yup...

Shadowed-Moon2525~Hehe, sorry if it's too short -_-;;. I kinda have a lot of homework and projects I'm procrastinating over -_-;;. It's really a bad habit...

Melancholy Dreamer~I'm so happy you enjoy reading my ficcy! Me hopes you enjoyed this one as well...I think it's a bit short tho...

Sakura Loga~Hehe!!! I think everyone has a little paranoia once in a while. I do too--after I've had my healthy doses of sugar! I scare my brothers when I'm hyper--specially when I start jumping around them and screaming ^^!!