"what?" Rif asked, a smile crawling onto his lips. "Blade, baby, that isn't funny."
"I'm not laughing, am I?" She asked, voice still hoarse and empty. Rif didn't want to believe her- he couldn't believe her. It had to be a lie.
"Cloud killed Jenova." He told the woman, closing his eyes against the tears of pain, despair, and fear stinging his eyes. His head still rested against her soft hair. "Cloud killed that monster. Its gone. She is gone."
"D-does that explain the feeling?" Blade asked him, chocolate eyes, trying to catch sight of his own bright eyes.
Rif shook his head. 'This isn't right. It cant be right. She's still drugged. she's still week. Delirious. Something. Anything. No. Reunion. No.' he thought, swallowing and clamping his eyes closed tighter. "darling, shh. your tired still."
"I-I'm not either." Blade told him, pushing herself up with her elbows. Rif rose his head slowly, feeling many hammers slam against his skull as he did. His eyes watched her back and choppy hair rise up-
He struggled up quickly, hands grabbing her just as her strength failed. The world blurred and spun in his eyes. Darkness started to grab him, but Rif slowly sunk himself back down into the rough sheets of the bed. Blade again tried to sit up, but he didn't let her. His hands slunk around her and kept her against him. He felt a tear roll down his cheek to fall.
"Stop it. Stop it." Blade scolded him, her cold fingers vainly trying to pry his hands off from her. "Rif, we cant do anything about it. Its Jenova. Its the head of Jenova in that-the-that box. You can put pieces together. You know what they are going to do- and like hell and I going to let them."
"This-No!" He whispered, opening his eyes and shaking his head. Long locks of black hair swayed in and out of his view. "How do you know?" He asked, eyes slipping open as more tears rolled down his face. 'Jenova. Pain. Pain. Hell, no more. Please, no more. I don't want to feel the pain- the mental and physical pain. I don't want to be a mindless drone. No. No. No more. Reunion. No more.'
"it makes sense." Blade whispered, still trying to pull away Rifs fingers. "Brother? They called you brother. Da'ath did. Referring to you, he, and Sedek. I know what you are Rif."
"I'm not a clone." He hissed, burnt by that. His heart pounded in rage and wept with betrayal. "I'm not."
"No. No." Blade told him, closing her eyes and managing to remove his now limp hands. "no." She sat up, leaning against Rif and the wall for support, body weak. "Your not. You were meant to be. Rif, you don't look or act like a clone- you don't act like him at all. Not from what I have heard. Your not a clone- not in the mental sense. But physically- we both know the truth, Rif. Please."
"I..." He didn't know what he wanted to say- he had no idea what he wanted to tell her. she was right. He knew she was right. There wasn't any avoiding that.
"A box. Remember the files we were looking through? So long ago now... The ones we took from the Shinra basement?"
"Yes." Was his only reply. Blade let out a small sigh, drawing in breath quickly and in shallow gasps. she leaned her head back on the wall before slowly drawing her knees to her chest.
"The Shinra kept her head. They found it. In the reactor. You knew that it was severed off. They had to have told you. Da'ath knew. Sephiroth cut it off. All Shinra reports on Jenova state that. Hojos lab reports. Gasts- the few that we found. Every one stated that the head was missing, and the body taken to Midgar. They found the head. Didn't Da'ath say that it washed ashore a few years ago? It was tossed into a reactor, along with Sephiroth. I'm guessing that when the Lifestream blew up a few years ago that the head, along with other items I'm sure, washed up too. Maybe the Lifestream preserved it. Probably. someone must have gotten a hold of it and known what it was. Would explain why it was sent to Shinra, wouldn't it? If it was of value to Shinra then that explains why it was stolen and sold to the loon up in the mountains. It makes sense, Rif."
Rif didnt want to hear her. He didnt care. He didnt want to care. "No." He whinned, closing his eyes again. "No, no, no..."
Blade let out a groan. "Yes. Rif, stop it." The man had brought his hands to his face, shaking from head to toe. Blade quickly grabbed his hands and tried to pull them away. "We need to figure out what they are up to. We need to figure out what they are-"
She never finished. She didn't get a chance. Just as she was about to finish her sentence the door creaked open and in stepped Emily, swinging her hips and waving a gun, Sedek right behind.