A/N: Must...get this finished! It's either now or never! It will be completed within fifteen days! And if not, you all have every right to kill me. And mind you all, if the first part seems really cheesy, I'm sorry. I'm listening to music.

Silent Screams Chapter 38

Quistis walked out the door, a smile grazing her face. She had an actual family. Seifer walked behind her, despite the fact that she was on cloud nine. She spun around, looking at Seifer. He smiled at her, her blonde hair blowing in the wind.

She turned to one of the streets, music echoing around the main street. "Seifer, I think there's a parade going on!" Quistis stated with glee. She grasped his hand and dragged him along the streets. They stopped at the main street, seeing the crowd of people walking down the street. People were carrying roses and balloons, walking to no destination. At the front, a large speaker was on the back of a truck, blasting music towards the crowd. "Oh, can we stay?" Quistis turned, her blue eyes sparkling with an unknown joy. "Please?"

Seifer shrugged. "I don't see why not, Quistis. The procedure is still going on, and it's only been one hour."

Quistis grasped onto Seifer's arm, dragging him through the crowd. A person walking next to her had a box full of roses. Seifer smiled and pulled one out of the box, smiling at the person. Seifer noted that everyone in the front of them was stopping, only to begin to slow dance to the music. Seifer pulled Quistis back, handing the rose to her. She smiled brightly, taking the rose and accepting Seifer's offer to dance.

They slowly began to dance, their bodies swaying with the music. Quistis looked down, a pink color rising to her cheeks. She held the rose in between her right hand and his right hand. She gingerly placed her left hand up onto his shoulder, and his left hand went down to her waist.

They slowly swayed with each other, and Seifer pulled her closer. Their bodies touched and Quistis lay her head on his chest. He smiled softly, the rose swaying in the air as their bodies moved. Seifer smiled softly and pulled away from Quistis, still holding onto the hand with the rose. He spun her towards him, clasping onto her body. She stared up at him, her eyes twinkling with fleeting happiness.

Seifer felt a pang of pain, solely because he knew Quistis would not feel this happiness too much longer. He grasped her arm and twirled her back out and pulled her to him, their right hands never releasing from the others.

Suddenly, a rain drops began dropping down from the sky. Quistis laughed loudly, her smile enlarging. Seifer laughed as well, and as the rest of the people began to run into their houses, Quistis and Seifer, their right hands still attached, began running though the streets. The rain began to pelt down. Quistis just smiled. Seifer released her hand, letting her run through the rain. He slowed down, watching her twirl and spin as the rain fell down onto her hair. He looked down at his right hand, noting that the rose was in Quistis' hand. She spun around, stopping as she saw Seifer standing there and smiling at her. She stopped and regained her balance, smiling back at him.

A hush fell over the streets and Quistis dashed towards the direction of Seifer. As she neared him, she leapt into his arms, wrapping herself up in all his warmth. She turned her head up towards him, planting a kiss upon his lips and holding it there.

Seifer lifted her up in his arms, their lips now never leaving each other, and began to spun around. His coat billowed out around him. Her flip-flops fell off and her hair stuck to her back and face. Seifer slowed down, pulling himself away from her. Quistis' eyes grew large with hope and sadness combined. "Seifer," she whispered out.

"Yea?" he responded just as quietly.

She was silent. All what they heard was the drip dropping of raindrops. "I'm scared, Seifer."

ooooooooooo

Quistis and Seifer walked into the laboratory entrance, staring at Squall and Irvine and a, surprisingly, sleeping Nero. Squall looked up at the soaking wet Quistis and quickly rushed to her side. "Quisty, you ok?"

She was thankful for the rain. It hid her tear stained face. "Perfectly fine, Squall. We just got caught in a rain storm is all." Squall pulled off his jacket, wrapping Quistis up in it.

"So, did you meet him?" Irvine asked, sitting on the edge of his seat. Quistis smiled brightly, nodding her head.

"What's he like?" Squall asked.

"He's...charming. Curly brown hair with gray hairs spotted through it. He's also fairly tall. And he likes to ask questions. He invited us to lunch sometime, Squall, with Dante. He'd also liked to be informed when Calanthia has passed. He...really wants to see her one last time I think."

Quistis' hip began vibrating, causing her to jump some. She pulled out the cell phone and flipped it open. "Hello?" she asked the caller.

"Is this Quistis Tr...Leonheart?" It was the same deep voice from the office.

"Yes, this is her. How may I help you?"

"Oh, good! Quistis! May I come down to see you? I would really like to see how Ca...your mother is doing."

Quistis looked around. "Sure...Dad. How will you get here though? Her surgery is going to be done in an hour."

Laughter echoed in her ear. "Sweetie, I own my own jet. Tell me where its at and I'll be there in ten minutes."

"Oh, ok. We're at the Lunatic Pandora Laboratory..."

He was silent on the other end. "Wow. Where'd you get the money to hire Odine?"

Quistis laughed. "He's an old friend of Balamb Garden. Not to mention he works for my father-in-law."

"Sure sweetie. I'll be there soon."

Quistis hung up the phone and looked at Squall. "Looks like you get to meet him sooner than I expected. He wants to see my mother one last time."

The doors opened and Odine came waddling out. "Da operation iz complete. It vill take her a vew moments bevore she vill vake. Avter dat, it iz up to her own body."

Quistis nodded her head and walked past them. She turned around and put up her hands. "Not yet, please. I...want to be alone with her. If my father gets here, send him in."

Quistis closed the door behind her, looking at the examination table. Her eyes were closed and her entire body was limp on the table. Quistis walked over to the table and knelt down, grasping onto her mother's hand. "Mom?" she whispered out. She rubbed her hand with her delicate fingertips. "Wake up, mom."

She was beginning to remember this scene all too well. She...had remembered. All by herself, she remembered when she was seven, holding her mother's hand, crying into it, begging for her mother to wake up. Suddenly, she felt the hand she held grasp hold of it. Quistis sat up, staring into soft blue eyes.

"Quistis?" her honey voice dripped out.

"Mom?" Quistis whispered out.

Calanthia turned her head, blinking softly. "Where am I? Where's my Quistis!" she shouted.

Quistis stood up, raising her hands to hush her mother. "Mom! It's me! I'm Quistis. You're in Lunatic Pandora Laboratory."

Her mother sat up, looking around. "What's going on? Where the hell am I?"

Quistis grasped a hold of her mother's hand. "You've been in a coma for over a decade. Dr. Odine had placed back into you what he had taken out."

Calanthia grasped a hold of her forehead. "Quistis...how old are you?"

"Almost twenty one..."

Calanthia sobbed softly. "I don't believe you..."

"Your ex-husband, Dr. Richard Chambers, but his real last name is Trepe."

Calanthia turned and looked at Quistis. "I never told anyone who your father was."

There was a knock on the door. "Quisty, you're father is here."

Quistis rushed to the door, opening it up. "Squall, please come in here." She stared at her father, giving him a warm smile. Squall walked in, staring at the duplicate of Quistis lying on the bed. Quistis walked in next, and finally, Richard. Richard looked at Calanthia, and suddenly, the room grew dark. "Cal..."

"It really is you. Then that must mean that she really IS my daughter." Calanthia stood up, her honey blonde hair lying on her back. She walked over to Richard, punching him right in the jaw. He leaned back and away from the punch, holding his jaw. Calanthia collapsed, Squall catching her immediately after she fell. She looked up at him. "I hate you. I hate you with a passion!"

Quistis looked at the two of them. "Why? Why do you hate me so, Cal? I treated you so well!"

"You used to beat me! You used to beat me right in front of Quistis!"

Quistis gasped softly, sinking to the floor. "What?"

Calanthia was then put up onto the table by Squall, only to have Squall go over to Quistis and wrap his arms around her. "That's right. He used to hit me, square across the face, told me I was worthless! That's why I left! You didn't believe that Quistis was yours!"

Richard leaned against the wall, shame striking his face. "I never meant all those things...I didn't know what else to do."

"Oh, but you could deny Quistis as your child! Forget about what you done to me, what about her! What about all the trauma and emotional stress you put on MY child!"

Quistis didn't want this. She thought that the last hours of her mother's life would be...joyous, not a screaming fit. "Cal, look. I'm a changed man! You were just seventeen when you had her! I was just out of medical college! I wasn't ready!"

Quistis sniffled softly, causing the two to look at her. She stood up, slamming her fist into the wall. "What the hell! Can't you two just stop fighting! We've been a family for what? Ten minutes and already you're screaming at each other!"

Squall grabbed Quistis, wrapping his arms around her. "Look, Mr. Chambers. Maybe its best that you wait in the waiting room?"

Richard shook his head, his brown curls falling in front of his face. He opened the door to a shocked crowd, only to slam it once more. Calanthia stood up, walking over to Quistis and rubbed her back. "Quis? Please, look at me..."

Quistis did as her mother told. She turned and looked at her, her eyes flowing with tears. "Yes?"

"What did you do since you were seven?"

Quistis smiled. "I...was put into an orphanage after that happened. Odine put a memory-erasing chemical in my body so I wouldn't remember anything from my childhood. The Trepes adopted me, and by the time I was twelve, I was in Garden. By the time I was sixteen, I was an instructor. I saved the world, twice, from two sorceresses. I have a child. His name is Dante. Although, I don't know where he is..."

"Dante? Such a sweet name." Calanthia wrapped her arms around her daughter's body, holding her tight. "Who is this young man?"

"Squall Leonheart. He's...my husband."

Calanthia looked at him, her blue eyes causing even him to smile and want her to be his mother. "Well, now that I am alive and kicking again, shall we go out to eat?"

Quistis frowned. "Mom, you're going to die. When Odine placed the missing part in you, it assured yourself that...you'll die within the hour."