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I don't own any of the final fantasy characters or the game in itself. Any other characters are mine.

"I wanted you to know, I love the way you laugh, I want to hold you high, And steal your pain, Cause I'm broken, When I'm open, And I don't feel like I am strong enough

'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome

And I don't feel light when you're gone away" -Broken, Seether featuring Amy Lee

LOCKE P.O.V.

At last, the girl awoke. It had been, I counted, about five hours. She sat up abruptly and looked at me. She looked around the room. This wasn't her facility, she knew. "It's about time you woke up," I said to her. She looked stunned that I was talking to her, and answered, "Who the fuck are you?" Obviously I was taken aback by her attitude. She wasn't the girl I once knew, she wasn't Celes. My name is Locke," I explained to her, hoping to jog her memory a bit. It didn't work. She jumped out of the bed that she had been resting in, and got ready to fight. "Whoa, how long did the Empire have you in that friggen facility?" I asked with a laugh. "Celes, you can't beat me, I've been training". I couldn't believe this was Celes, the girl I knew for so many long, fateful years. "We were all gonna move on, without you, but Sabin couldn't take it," I continued, "so we went looking for you". Celes couldn't believe it, and I could tell at that moment that she was afraid. I was a mess, a greasy haired thief; I couldn't expect her to trust me. I couldn't expect anyone to trust me. Celes did not move. She just stood, and stared.

CELES P.O.V

This boy is from my dream...I remembered, staring at him. Are we...connected? I thought. "Who is...Sabin?" I had so many questions, like why he kidnapped me. "Sabin...is your husband". It hit me like a gunshot. This was my life. Not the facility, but these people. I ran to Locke and hugged him, nearly knocking him over. "Am I interrupting something? Celes, I thought you only had eyes for me," came a voice at the door. I jumped up to look. Standing in the door, was a blonde, muscular man, obviously Sabin. I couldn't help but grin, this was the best day of my life. This was where I was meant to be, all along. "But what about the facility, how did I get there?" Sabin looked sad. "Well," he began, "five years ago, Kefka returned to the empire, killed the general, and took over. He took a group of returns blessed with the gift of magic, one of them being you, to extract their powers and keep them-the ones that lived that is, to do his bidding..." Sabin cut short as a little girl stepped in. She was blonde, and had her hair tied back in a braid. Her clothes were torn, but still a smile crossed her face. "Mommy!" she shouted, encasing me in a hug. "I'm...a mother????" "Her name's Terra," said Sabin without a smile. "Terra, one of the returners, died trying to kill Kefka, so that's where we got the name". For the first time since as long as I could remember, tears filled my eyes. My memories were returning, but very slowly. My memories of Terra hit me like a rain of bullets, each one piercing deeper into my heart. I couldn't be there anymore. "I've got to lay down," I told the others. "Locke, show her to her room, I have to put Terra to bed," Sabin said in a gruff, almost angry voice. After climbing five flights of stairs, they came to a hallway with a single door. The door was carved with one word-a name actually-Terra. This was her room. "Are...you alright?" Locke asked. I shook my head. "That day in the facility...when she fought Kefka...she did it...to save me..." Locke looked surprised. "I...I see..." He said. After that, he didn't speak another word. He just turned on his heel and left.
Celes had a great deal of trouble sleeping that night, in Terra's bed, so it was a good thing that Sabin had come in. She hadn't noticed at first, until he put his arm around her. It was comforting, knowing that she had someone who loved her, even though she couldn't remember much about him. She liked the way he looked, strong, like he could protect her from anything. She could feel his warm breath on the back of her neck, it made her tremble. All she really knew about him was that she loved him. I bet he thinks I'm sleeping, she thought. She turned around to face him, only to find that he was asleep. She kissed him softly. For the first time in her life she felt it, the feeling that she was home. She kissed him again, this time opening his mouth with her lips and exploring every crevice of it. With that he awoke, and began to kiss her back. It gave her comfort. They just laid there...and kissed. She had no idea how long, all she knew was that she loved it. She fell asleep like that, connected to his lips.