Disclaimer - Yeah I own Final Fantasy......yeah.....whatever......
Author's note - I hadn't planned on updating for a week or so...or until I had a majority....or at least a portion of my english papers written. Well, things come up.....and people stress.....and writing is how I calm myself. The result....another chapter for you guys to read. Hope you enjoy it. Writing it helped me.
Sitting Down
The room was dark despite the light she knew she'd turned on. She reached blindly for the phone that she'd dropped to no avail. It was useless, she'd more than likely busted it. Her vision returned to her and she found herself on the bathroom floor. Still dazed. she brought herself up on her elbows and looked uneasily around. Through her blurry eyesight she was able to make out the scattered pieces of the phone and the contents of the medicine drawer. She closed her eyes to try and push out the pain of her headache and remained where she lay.
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The waiting room was insanely silent as he fought the urge not to pace. Beside him, Rinoa rubbed his arm gently as he held his head. Irvine and Zell both sat opposite the room from him but neither spoke. Feeling as if he needed to do something, he abruptly stood up and pulled the phone from his pocket.
"Squall?" Rinoa asked as he rose.
"I'm going outside to try to call Sis again."
"Okay," Rinoa said quietly as she watched him go and then directed her attention to their son that lay sleeping in the chair beside her. She ran her fingers through his raven hair and looked at the door that led to the surgery rooms. Something didn't feel right.
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The windshield wipers swept frantically to keep the onslaught of water from making driving impossible. Seifer arrived at Laguna and Ellone's rented cottage outside of Deling later than he liked. The small house was in a secluded area but easy to find nonetheless. He slammed his truck into park as it skidded into the driveway. The gears of the transmission made a grinding sound as he jumped from the still sliding vehicle and ran up the sidewalk to the front door. Not bothering to knock, he pushed the door open and searched the first room for her.
"Ellone!" He called out as he stepped into the kitchen. He noticed something in a pot on the oven and it looked to be some kind of soup. Turning the burner off, he knelt down and picked up a knife off of the floor. Not finding her in that room, he then started down the hall. Ahead he noticed a light on and started walking towards it.
"Seifer," Her voice came out soft and shaky.
"Ellone," He called out to her again as he reached the doorway and froze at what he saw. He slowly knelt down beside where she lay on the floor. She reached out for him with her hand as she slowly tried to sit up. "What's wrong?" He asked as he narrowed his eyes.
"I don't know," She answered as she allowed him to pull her up into his lap. "I've had really bad headaches and pains here lately. I can't seem to shake this stomach virus either." She leaned her head against his chest. "Everything got so dark and blurry that I thought I was going to pass out."
"Have you been to a doctor?" He asked. "How long has this been happening?"
"I don't know, a while," She answered. "You know I avoid doctor's visits."
Seifer groaned at her response as he reached over and picked up her damaged phone. To his surprise, it was still getting a signal. "You shouldn't do that," He stated. "Especially if you know something's wrong."
"Something's definitely wrong. I've never felt like this," She whispered.
"You need to go to the hospital," He said as he lifted her small form in his arms and carried her back through the house. 'At least she's putting on a little weight,' He thought. 'She's looking a little healthier.'
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Squall shoved his phone back into his pocket as he re-entered the waiting room. He sat down next to his wife and once again buried his face in his hands. Beside him she stirred. He looked over at her as he rubbed his fingers along his temples. He could feel something coming off from her. It was still an odd and new feeling for him, but he hadn't a doubt it was linked to her powers. He concentrated on what he was feeling before he realized he was sensing her dread. She gave him a supportive smile and then leaned her head on his shoulder.
'Something's wrong,' He thought to himself.
"I don't know but let' hope not," She whispered. He looked down at her face. "That was another one of your thoughts wasn't it," She whispered. He tried to grin at least faintly at her mistake. She made mistakes like that all the time.
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On the other side of the hospital, Seifer glared at the receptionist that wouldn't let him in Ellone's room. Clearly nervous, she did her best to avoid making eye contact with him.
"We have breaking news from the Deling Defense Department," Seifer ignored the reporter on the television in the corner as he shifted his gaze to the hallway that led Ellone's room. He drummed his fingers impatiently on his knee as he tried to figure out what was wrong with her. 'She was under weight. How could gaining a few pounds hurt her,' He pondered. 'Didn't her fingers look a little swollen? Maybe I was imagining things.' Leaning back in his seat, he redirected his attention to the receptionist behind the desk. He squeezed his hand into a tight fist and then spread his fingers apart and listened to the leather of his gloves protest. To his satisfaction, she tensed the first few times he did that. Growing bored with his taunts and still refusing to pick up a parenting magazine, he turned his attention to the television that the receptionist herself seemed to be watching.
"Reports indicate that a pair of gunmen shot and killed seven security officers, including the President's Chief of Security while breaking into a secret meeting in the President's chambers. Apparently some sort of secret meeting was being held between President Caraway and Esthar's President, Laguna Loire. The details of that meeting are still unknown by everyone, including the President's cabinet, but are thought to be a possible reason for the attack. While President Caraway escaped the situation with no significant injuries, the condition of President Loire remains uncertain after he was reportedly shot twice. I'll keep you up to date here on DCNN with the latest developments in this breaking story."
"Oh my," The receptionist said as she covered her mouth with one hand and changed the channel to another news broadcast with her other. Seifer sat silently as he thought about what he'd just witnessed. Approaching footsteps surprised him, causing him to jump a little in his seat. The doctor standing beside him gave him an apologetic smile but Seifer still just scowled in response as he stood.
"Seifer?" The doctor asked. Seifer shot him a what-do-you-think look. "Ms. Loire would like to talk to you. She's in the last room on the left." Seifer nodded and then finally pushed his way through the doors and stalked down the hallway. His heavy footsteps quickened as he neared the room. He stopped outside the door and then slowly stepped in.
She was picking nervously at the thin sheet covering much of her body until she realized he was there. He noticed with some dissatisfaction that she smiled and tried to play off whatever was wrong to make him feel better. Stopping in the doorway, he crossed his arms and leaned against the frame.
"So?" He asked.
"Why don't you come sit down," She offered as she pointed to the stool next to the bed.
"I'm fine here."
"I'd rather you be closer. I feel like I'm having to shout across the room at you," She pleaded. He allowed his shoulders to slump in defeat as he walked over to the stool and sat down.
"So what's wrong?" He asked as he leaned an arm on her bed.
"Well," She started hesitantly.
"Oh come on babe you can tell me," He tried to joke around with her.
She smiled faintly at his rare attempt at humor. "This is really serious," She said as the smile faded.
His expression dimmed as he sat up stiffly. "How serious?"
"Pretty serious," She answered as she took his hand in her own. He stared at her fingers and began to wonder if they really were a little swollen. "I just need to know....how serious you think we are." Seifer narrowed his eyes and then looked to the floor.
"I don't think you're some fling....if that's what you're asking," He said.
"But do you love me like I love you?" Ellone asked. He looked up at her with a clearly baffled expression on his face and then frowned.
"What...you know how I feel about you...What's that have to do with what's wrong with you?" He asked.
"Everything, Her voice lowered. "I'm pregnant." Seifer's eyes widened in disbelief as he abruptly stood up, causing the stool to roll into the far wall. She withdrew her hand from where it'd fallen from his grasp and placed it on her stomach as she searched his unreadable expression.
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Ameli Stoncius - Fine fine......you can have the title of darkest. Happy? Besides....I don't want to be known as being mean to my characters. I want things to be happy......
element6 -glad you're seeing how its a Sellone.......its only going to get complicated from here.....unless I change the plot again....
aratcorien - :) Glad you like this fic so much. I'm not entirely sure where this one is heading.....but I do know that this one will be a little different than the others.
Barrett Machain - I almost made this a cliffie.....but then I imagined your review.....Well its still a mild cliffie.....but not like it was going to be.
Crescent Pearl - Ooh! I wanted to read an Irvine/Ellone! I'm more of a Selvine fan.....but I love unique pairings!
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Here's chapter 2. I really haven't a clue how you guys will react to this story. Its a combination of 5 other Sellone stories I'd written. It may prove to be interesting....who knows. Anyway, please read.....and if you feel compelled to....review.
Author's note - I hadn't planned on updating for a week or so...or until I had a majority....or at least a portion of my english papers written. Well, things come up.....and people stress.....and writing is how I calm myself. The result....another chapter for you guys to read. Hope you enjoy it. Writing it helped me.
Sitting Down
The room was dark despite the light she knew she'd turned on. She reached blindly for the phone that she'd dropped to no avail. It was useless, she'd more than likely busted it. Her vision returned to her and she found herself on the bathroom floor. Still dazed. she brought herself up on her elbows and looked uneasily around. Through her blurry eyesight she was able to make out the scattered pieces of the phone and the contents of the medicine drawer. She closed her eyes to try and push out the pain of her headache and remained where she lay.
________________________________________________________________________
The waiting room was insanely silent as he fought the urge not to pace. Beside him, Rinoa rubbed his arm gently as he held his head. Irvine and Zell both sat opposite the room from him but neither spoke. Feeling as if he needed to do something, he abruptly stood up and pulled the phone from his pocket.
"Squall?" Rinoa asked as he rose.
"I'm going outside to try to call Sis again."
"Okay," Rinoa said quietly as she watched him go and then directed her attention to their son that lay sleeping in the chair beside her. She ran her fingers through his raven hair and looked at the door that led to the surgery rooms. Something didn't feel right.
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The windshield wipers swept frantically to keep the onslaught of water from making driving impossible. Seifer arrived at Laguna and Ellone's rented cottage outside of Deling later than he liked. The small house was in a secluded area but easy to find nonetheless. He slammed his truck into park as it skidded into the driveway. The gears of the transmission made a grinding sound as he jumped from the still sliding vehicle and ran up the sidewalk to the front door. Not bothering to knock, he pushed the door open and searched the first room for her.
"Ellone!" He called out as he stepped into the kitchen. He noticed something in a pot on the oven and it looked to be some kind of soup. Turning the burner off, he knelt down and picked up a knife off of the floor. Not finding her in that room, he then started down the hall. Ahead he noticed a light on and started walking towards it.
"Seifer," Her voice came out soft and shaky.
"Ellone," He called out to her again as he reached the doorway and froze at what he saw. He slowly knelt down beside where she lay on the floor. She reached out for him with her hand as she slowly tried to sit up. "What's wrong?" He asked as he narrowed his eyes.
"I don't know," She answered as she allowed him to pull her up into his lap. "I've had really bad headaches and pains here lately. I can't seem to shake this stomach virus either." She leaned her head against his chest. "Everything got so dark and blurry that I thought I was going to pass out."
"Have you been to a doctor?" He asked. "How long has this been happening?"
"I don't know, a while," She answered. "You know I avoid doctor's visits."
Seifer groaned at her response as he reached over and picked up her damaged phone. To his surprise, it was still getting a signal. "You shouldn't do that," He stated. "Especially if you know something's wrong."
"Something's definitely wrong. I've never felt like this," She whispered.
"You need to go to the hospital," He said as he lifted her small form in his arms and carried her back through the house. 'At least she's putting on a little weight,' He thought. 'She's looking a little healthier.'
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Squall shoved his phone back into his pocket as he re-entered the waiting room. He sat down next to his wife and once again buried his face in his hands. Beside him she stirred. He looked over at her as he rubbed his fingers along his temples. He could feel something coming off from her. It was still an odd and new feeling for him, but he hadn't a doubt it was linked to her powers. He concentrated on what he was feeling before he realized he was sensing her dread. She gave him a supportive smile and then leaned her head on his shoulder.
'Something's wrong,' He thought to himself.
"I don't know but let' hope not," She whispered. He looked down at her face. "That was another one of your thoughts wasn't it," She whispered. He tried to grin at least faintly at her mistake. She made mistakes like that all the time.
~*~*~*~
On the other side of the hospital, Seifer glared at the receptionist that wouldn't let him in Ellone's room. Clearly nervous, she did her best to avoid making eye contact with him.
"We have breaking news from the Deling Defense Department," Seifer ignored the reporter on the television in the corner as he shifted his gaze to the hallway that led Ellone's room. He drummed his fingers impatiently on his knee as he tried to figure out what was wrong with her. 'She was under weight. How could gaining a few pounds hurt her,' He pondered. 'Didn't her fingers look a little swollen? Maybe I was imagining things.' Leaning back in his seat, he redirected his attention to the receptionist behind the desk. He squeezed his hand into a tight fist and then spread his fingers apart and listened to the leather of his gloves protest. To his satisfaction, she tensed the first few times he did that. Growing bored with his taunts and still refusing to pick up a parenting magazine, he turned his attention to the television that the receptionist herself seemed to be watching.
"Reports indicate that a pair of gunmen shot and killed seven security officers, including the President's Chief of Security while breaking into a secret meeting in the President's chambers. Apparently some sort of secret meeting was being held between President Caraway and Esthar's President, Laguna Loire. The details of that meeting are still unknown by everyone, including the President's cabinet, but are thought to be a possible reason for the attack. While President Caraway escaped the situation with no significant injuries, the condition of President Loire remains uncertain after he was reportedly shot twice. I'll keep you up to date here on DCNN with the latest developments in this breaking story."
"Oh my," The receptionist said as she covered her mouth with one hand and changed the channel to another news broadcast with her other. Seifer sat silently as he thought about what he'd just witnessed. Approaching footsteps surprised him, causing him to jump a little in his seat. The doctor standing beside him gave him an apologetic smile but Seifer still just scowled in response as he stood.
"Seifer?" The doctor asked. Seifer shot him a what-do-you-think look. "Ms. Loire would like to talk to you. She's in the last room on the left." Seifer nodded and then finally pushed his way through the doors and stalked down the hallway. His heavy footsteps quickened as he neared the room. He stopped outside the door and then slowly stepped in.
She was picking nervously at the thin sheet covering much of her body until she realized he was there. He noticed with some dissatisfaction that she smiled and tried to play off whatever was wrong to make him feel better. Stopping in the doorway, he crossed his arms and leaned against the frame.
"So?" He asked.
"Why don't you come sit down," She offered as she pointed to the stool next to the bed.
"I'm fine here."
"I'd rather you be closer. I feel like I'm having to shout across the room at you," She pleaded. He allowed his shoulders to slump in defeat as he walked over to the stool and sat down.
"So what's wrong?" He asked as he leaned an arm on her bed.
"Well," She started hesitantly.
"Oh come on babe you can tell me," He tried to joke around with her.
She smiled faintly at his rare attempt at humor. "This is really serious," She said as the smile faded.
His expression dimmed as he sat up stiffly. "How serious?"
"Pretty serious," She answered as she took his hand in her own. He stared at her fingers and began to wonder if they really were a little swollen. "I just need to know....how serious you think we are." Seifer narrowed his eyes and then looked to the floor.
"I don't think you're some fling....if that's what you're asking," He said.
"But do you love me like I love you?" Ellone asked. He looked up at her with a clearly baffled expression on his face and then frowned.
"What...you know how I feel about you...What's that have to do with what's wrong with you?" He asked.
"Everything, Her voice lowered. "I'm pregnant." Seifer's eyes widened in disbelief as he abruptly stood up, causing the stool to roll into the far wall. She withdrew her hand from where it'd fallen from his grasp and placed it on her stomach as she searched his unreadable expression.
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Ameli Stoncius - Fine fine......you can have the title of darkest. Happy? Besides....I don't want to be known as being mean to my characters. I want things to be happy......
element6 -glad you're seeing how its a Sellone.......its only going to get complicated from here.....unless I change the plot again....
aratcorien - :) Glad you like this fic so much. I'm not entirely sure where this one is heading.....but I do know that this one will be a little different than the others.
Barrett Machain - I almost made this a cliffie.....but then I imagined your review.....Well its still a mild cliffie.....but not like it was going to be.
Crescent Pearl - Ooh! I wanted to read an Irvine/Ellone! I'm more of a Selvine fan.....but I love unique pairings!
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Here's chapter 2. I really haven't a clue how you guys will react to this story. Its a combination of 5 other Sellone stories I'd written. It may prove to be interesting....who knows. Anyway, please read.....and if you feel compelled to....review.