Samie's note: Okay, so I could have had this out a wee bit sooner… but… I know—God, would you get off my back! runs off crying

Warning: Major OoC-ness, MPreg…stuff.

Disclaimer: um…I got caught trying to break into Square Enix… and now I'm in jail…anyone wanna send me bail?

AN: So… I'm grounded… yeah… it sucks… Well…. Review. I'm gonna make Squall a bit colder in this Chapter.—I'm writing this instead of studying for my Spanish quiz… dances

"We need…transportation."

Seifer jerked out of half sleep. "Um?"

"We need a way to get to and from Matron's house."

"Yawn. I've got an aircraft. It's not as big as your RAG, but it's still pretty big."

"When should we go there?" Seifer leaned back and looked at me in the face.

"We could go now. That way, we can figure out what we need to fix the place with."

"Okay."

"It's this way." We snuck out of Seifer's loft-thing and into what looked like a heliport. There, a large green ship was parked. "Ready?"

"Yeah." We climbed in. He was right. It wasn't as big as the RAG, but it had a bedroom, and what looked something like a kitchen.

It flew pretty fast as well.

It only took us a few hours to get to Matron's. The house was in worse shape then we had thought. Debris cluttered both inside and outside, the columns had fallen, and there were holes in the roof. The doors needed replacing, along with the window panes.

"This is going to be quite a job."

"My magic will help with a lot, but we'll need cement for the roof and wood to rebuild that fallen wall. The bed needs replacing and we should check the pipes."

"Aye-aye. We can sleep in the ship tonight. Where can we get wood and cement?"

"I'll go do that, then; want to come?"

"I'm going to get started here, go ahead."

Seifer chewed on his lip. "Are you sure you'll be alright?"

"I'm not helpless. I'll be fine, besides." I fluttered my wings, creating a small breeze. "I can fly."

"Well, okay. I'll be right back; I'll stop by my loft and pack up if I have time."

"No need to hurry."

I stood and watched as Seifer's ship became a small non-existent dot before turning to the house. "Right then."

I created a small whirlwind that blew away dust and debris. I broke all the remaining glass out of the windows before gathering sand and firing it into sheets of glass for the windows. I took down the door and made vines grow up the walls. Special vines. Their flowers, of all colors, glow the color of the blossom at night. Faint, not enough to keep someone awake, soothing. Earthy, and yet, not from this Earth.

The flower field was still there. Now with bushes and trees. All flowering. Cherry blossom trees, lilacs, lotus, so many. And yet, the flowers still thrived.

I walked through it and into the small forest. Something Seifer would have a fit over, I'm sure. There, I found a lake with fresh water. I diverted its stream to flow beside the house, through the flower field.

While walking back, I could see the house, with the trees and flowers in front of it, the stream beside it, the ocean and sun behind it. It was beautiful, and I was glad. Glad I'd get to live here. Here with Seifer.

Heaven be damned. I was happy and I wasn't going to let anyone mess that up for me.

I'd gotten bored, so I went to the lighthouse. It'd stopped working long ago, I remember. But now, I lit it up, and made the mirrors and flame rotate.

This might not have been a good thing to do, as others would be able to find us with more ease, but there aren't 'others' around. And Seifer wasn't back yet, even though it had gotten dark a few hours ago, so I left it on.

While wondering around, I found fishing poles. I remember Seifer talking to his friend about fishing once, maybe he'd like to here. Regardless, I took the poles back to the house and set them against the wall.

I don't remember being this content, or this…happy. Yet, it felt as though my heart was ice. I knew better. Heaven would continue punishing me. One way or another.

A war might finally break out. I just hope Seifer remains safe; he didn't ask for this.

Well… review! Or I won't write anymore. The only reason I wrote this not is because Samie got onto me the other day and called me 'little lady' … bows I'm sorry Samie! Right away!