Saffy tapped her well manicured nails against the hard surface of her desk. She hated her job she wasn't born to be a secretary she was born to be out there where the action was in the middle of things she didn't even mind getting her hands dirty.

Her dark gaze shifted downwards onto her hands, hands which had never seen a full or proper days work in their whole existance. Reno had proably shredded her application to join the Turks by now he'd been threatening to do it for weeks it was another thing he could hold over her. Her cheeks flushed bright scarlet as she remembered the last chistmas party and the drunken fumble Reno had enjoyed with her in the ladies toilets.

God she hated him she hated him even more since he'd stuck his tounge down her throat.

Saffy wasn't usually like that up to that point she'd only ever had one serious boyfriend and kissed about three other guys mostly for dares at school, she wasn't the sort of person who threw herself on a man she detested...she wasn't her Mother.

Stretching her eyes glanced over the monitors, which were sunk deep into her desk from here she could watch everyone even herself when she got bored, she liked to watch people. Something suddenly struck her as odd one of the cameras in the basement was down and another in the corridor, which lead to lab. Getting up from her seat Saffy decided that a spot of technical support would give her just the excuse she was needing to get away from that desk. She'd started to watch her meals the last thing she wanted was to get fat, glancing down at her slender stomach she frowned what would Ronnie think of her if she was fat he'd dump her for sure. Not that he was like that Ronnie was the sweetest and most...most she couldn't put her finger on that part but he was the best he wasn't just her boyfriend he was her bestfriend but she had to face facts however sweet he was in the end like Reno he was still a guy and guys cared about weight.

Collecting the small red tool box, which sat under her desk for 'just incase' emergencies Saffy headed in the direction of the lifts. Her calculations were that she could fix the cameras, take a generally walk around and then sneak up to the Turks office and score a couple of minutes with her boyfriend before anyone realised that she'd even left her seat.

It wasn't just her dark hair and her brown eyes that she had inherited from her Father she had inherited Reeve's technical knowledge, so much so that without her Mother's knowledge she had started to rebuild her Father's old Cait Sith robot in their pool house.

'Piece of cake.' Saffy smiled to herself as she climbed into the lift quickly pressing the down button.

She fixed the camera, which covered the corridor quickly it was simply a matter of reconnecting one of the wires, which had slipped lose. Climbing down from the step ladder she'd approaprated for the job Saffy's hair suddenly stood up on the back of her neck.

'Molly!' Glancing down the grey concreate corridor the voice seemed to fill the space. She'd always hated being down in the lower areas of the Shinra building especially around the lab.

'Molly no Molly!' Saffy wanted to leave every part of her body told her to just forget about what she'd heard but she couldn't she couldn't turn her back not on something like that. The voice had sounded so desperate, so pleading it touched a nerve inside of her. She remembered what it had been like when her Father had died she'd remembered listening to the sound of her Mother sobbing, even now sometimes she would walk in on her Mother while she was crying nither of them would mention it but they both knew that even after all that time Scarlet still felt the grief as deeply as if Reeve had only died the day before.

It was that sound the sound of grief that filled the space around her, all consuming sadness.

Clutching tightly onto the mental spanner in her hands Saffy edged down the corridor breathing hard she was putting herself to the test she had to be able to handle this sort of thing when she became a Turk, if she ever became a Turk. Reaching the door, which lead to the lab she pushed it open.

'Hello is anyone in here I heard...' Her voice suddenly died in her throat, her eyes widening at the sight in front of her it was Molly Highwind Sam's older sister she'd only met her once or twice at AVALANCE reunions but Saffy was sure of the woman's identy. Molly lay sprawled out on an opperating table the front of the t-shirt she was wearing torn open a deep cut ran across her stomach.

'Oh my God Molly are you okay?' Saffy questioned dashing across the room reaching the table cupping her hand underneath the blonde pilot's slender neck she felt to a paulse she couldn't find one.

'Molly!'

'She wasn't strong enough Valentine.' An eerie voice rose up chilling Saffy's blood in the gloom of the lab she found it hard to know, which direction the voice flowed from. All around her the air suddenly felt hot as if someone was breathing down her neck.

'Who's there?' She motioned her voice quavering as she spoke the fear ringing clearly through her words.

'I'm warning...' Her words suddenly caught in her throat as a searing pain ran through her body looking down at her ribs she saw blood the room started to spin as she realised she'd been shot.

Saffy hit the floor hard.