Hello! I'm back! I have been back for the last week. My life is hectic at the moment so bare with me. I don't know when the next update will be. Sadly I've got school. lol. Grade 11 isn't that fun u know. I'm kinda busy. It's the second day back at school and already i've got a ton of hwk from Math. As I have two math Classes..theres Math B and Math C..I'm taking the suicide course in subjects this year..LOL..

Anyway..Enjoy :)

The little 'family' had managed to fit themselves onto the Fenrir; riding quietly in the day, and just skipping the late afternoon traffic. They were lucky enough to miss it by just an hour too.

The vehicle was small, but Denzel insisted that they would be fine. Eventually they settled with Denzel in the front, Cloud, then Tifa. The first choice was placing Denzel in the middle, then they thought of what would happened if Tifa fell asleep and accidentally squashed Denzel. Besides, the ride would be long, at least a couple of hours. After all Denzel was small and fitted easily between Cloud and the handle of the bike. Their backpacks however were neatly placed into the compartments of the vehicle, neatly stored away for safe keeping.

It wasn't long before Denzel fell asleep, the two adults remaining awake.

"Think he'll sleep until we get there?" Tifa heard Cloud's soft whisper.

She had wrapped her arms around his waist, and her head resting on his back. It was rather childish for her to wish that they'd stay in this moment forever. How long she had waited to hold Cloud this way. It was never even a possibility a few years ago, but now things had changed. It would always be a possibility now.

"I don't know maybe," Tifa mumbled back, snuggling her head closer to his back. Taking deep breaths of his scent she had come to love so much.

"Sleep Tifa, Just don't let go," Cloud said, taking his hand off one of the handles and placing it on hers.

"But if I sleep, you won't have anyone to talk to," she mumbled back.

He smiled at her kindness. "Stressing yourself to stay awake is only going to make me worry more Tifa, just close your eyes and sleep," he paused, "For me?"

She smiled warmly at him and nodded. "I shall, and I won't let go," she held him tighter. He nodded, and shifted his hand back to the handle. Revving up the Fenrir as it sped of toward their destination.

Eventually after long hours of driving, Cloud reached his destination. Coming to a stop at an inn he turned off the engine. Denzel's eyes popped open at the stop, stretching and making noises.

"Awake huh?" Cloud chuckled.

Denzel turned around and smirked sheepishly to Cloud.

"Hey, could you do me a favour?" Cloud asked, not moving an inch because if he did Tifa would wake.

Denzel nodded and hopped off the bike; he saw Tifa sleeping soundly and knew immediately what the question would be.

"I'm gonna carry Tifa to the inn, could you take the bags?"

The child nodded and smiled. "Yeah."

Swiftly Cloud held onto Tifa, stepping down and gathering her up in his arms.

"Come on," Cloud said.

Denzel smiled and nodded, following the adult to the inn.

"Good evening sir," the receptionist smiled. "A room for three?"

Cloud nodded.

She smiled and turned around, and glanced her eyes over the shelves for a key. Turning back around she smiled to Denzel as she handed him the key, "Good looking boy you have there sir. He gets his hair colour from his mother though," she said, motioning to Tifa. "

"Well I.." he trailed off. It wouldn't be too bad, lying to the receptionist about the fact of his little family. He nodded and smiled a rare smile, "Thanks."

"After all, it's probably fair on the mother, since she carried him around for nine months," she said, "Ah, I bet he has your charms," the receptionist smiled, "Room 210, just down the hall."

"Thank you," Cloud said, giving her a small smile.

Denzel led the way as Cloud followed. Coming up to the room 210, Denzel placed the key in and opened it.

They stepped in.

"Our home for now," Denzel sighed as he sat down on the single bed.

"Yeah," Cloud nodded, shutting the door with his leg.

There were three beds, all singular and evenly spaced apart. Denzel had already taken the bed closest to the door and toilet, the bags sprawled on his bed too.

He made his way to the middle bed, and gently laid Tifa down; keeping his eyes on her as she turned around and then kept still.

"Hungry?" Cloud asked Denzel.

The child shook his head; a yawn escaping his lips. "I'm sleepy," Denzel said, flopping back against the pillow. The bags still on his bed.

"I'll take these out of your way," Cloud smiled, grabbing the bags and placing them on the floor.

When he looked up Denzel was already sound asleep. It was amazing that the child could still sleep after such a long nap. Luckily they ate dinner whilst they were on the road before.

Switching off the lights and turning on the side light, he took off his jacket. Walking over back to Denzel, he lifted the child and placed him under the blankets. Tucking Denzel in like a father would.

As he turned around his eyes met hers. She had apparently been watching him. She quickly gave him a smile.

"I was so deep in sleep that I didn't even wake up when we arrived here," she smirked.

"It's okay, besides you're not that heavy to carry," he said seriously but smiled eventually.

She blushed.

Casually he sat down on the edge of her bed. "Go back to sleep Tifa," he bent down and kissed her forehead.

"Where are you going?" she asked as he stood up.

He pointed to the bed beside her.

"Sleep here with me Cloud," she patted the spare space on her bed.

"Isn't it a bit small for the two of us?" Cloud asked.

She shook her head. "I'm sure we'll find a way."

He smiled, and laid himself down beside her. Taking her small body in his arms they shared the same pillow, noses just touching. They didn't even bother putting on their pyjamas.

They just slept.

"Hi, I'm-"

"Ah yes," the receptionist smiled warmly. "You came last night with your husband and child right?"

"Eh?" Tifa narrowed her eyes.

"The blonde hair man who carried you in here last night?" The receptionist said.

Tifa smiled. "Yea. With a child?" she asked.

The receptionist smiled widely, "Yes. A very handsome young man. You are very lucky to have such a beautiful son."

"Oh," Tifa mumbled with a sheepish smile. She fought a hard battle, but eventually concluded to play along with the receptionist. "Thank you," Tifa smiled.

"Anyway, I'm sorry, what were you going to ask me?"

"Uh.." Tifa mumbled. "Just wondering about where I can buy food for my..family." The thought was nice and rather heart warming. But she didn't mind; calling Cloud and Denzel her family.

"What would you like?" the lady asked.

"Some breakfast," Tifa answered.

"Bacon and eggs?" The receptionist asked.

Tifa nodded. "How much?"

"Just 12 gil, that's three plates right?"

"Yes, thank you, here you go," she handed the lady the gil.

"It will come to your room in a few minutes."

"Thanks," Tifa smiled and walked away. She couldn't help but grin, "My family."

Denzel slept soundly even though Cloud's snores filled the room. The two figures never seemed to stir from their deep sleep.

Not only the child, but the adult was also twisted in the blankets. It seemed as though as if he had turned and twisted in a way that he encircled the blankets rather than the blankets covering him.

Tifa could only smirk at her little family, walking up to Denzel's bed she sat down. Running her hand through his messy brown locks, she awaited as he slowly stirred.

His eyes never opened, but his hands however gave away a sign of him being awake.

"I know you're awake," Tifa said childishly to Denzel.

The child continued to keep silent, putting on his best face into fooling her that he was still asleep.

"If you don't wake up in the count of ten, I am going to tickle you," Tifa smirked, continuing to brush her hand through his knotted locks.

"No," he mumbled sleepily with a smile. Peeking one eye open he smiled to her, "Don't tickle me," he shifted away.

"Too late," Tifa laughed, leaning in to stick her finger in his sides.

Soon the snore of the male adult was erased away with childish laughter and screams.

"Shh," Tifa giggled, settling her fingers, "Cloud's asleep."

As the both of them turned to look over at Cloud sleeping they were instead met with two blue eyes glazing back at them.

"Morning Cloud," Denzel smiled, giving him a wave. He glanced at Tifa, then back to Cloud, "I'll go to the toilet." He got up and left.

"Morning," Tifa smiled, sitting up and staring over to Cloud.

He gave her his blank emotionless face for a few seconds, but then he reached his hand forward to get hers. She lovingly laced her hands with his, not expecting it when he suddenly brought it to his face to kiss her hand. "Morning," he whispered.

She couldn't help but smile warmly at his shows of affection to her.

"Tifa!" Denzel shouted.

She gave him a silent sigh, "I better go see what he needs."

Cloud nodded, and watched as she left.

'Thank you Aeris.' My conscience spoke.

/"Talking to me again?"/

'Thank you for making me realize that I wasn't alone.'

/"You're not alone Cloud. She loves you Cloud. She always has."/

'I should have noticed sooner.'

/"We make mistakes, but we learn from them and move on. You moved on Cloud, the past was the past."/

'I know.'

/"Now go, enjoy your life with her Cloud and if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm always here and so is Zack."/

You could sense the smile in her voice. It was as though as if she was at peace. Her troubles laid down and dreamt away. Whisked away by all memories and preserved with peace and happiness. She was with Zack, they were not alone. There had always been that something between that two, it was seen clearly by others.

/"Yeah Cloud, I'm your best man remember? Keep her happy Cloud, because if you so lay one finger to harm her we got living forces and dead"/

Cloud chuckled. 'I do my best to remember that,' was his whisper as he sat up from the bed.

And with that the voices faded. Back in reality he heard the boy and woman talking in the toilet. It was pure happiness to listen to Denzel rambling on to Tifa about some childish thing.

Maybe this was his second chance. Bringing peace to the world twice wasn't enough.

Loving Tifa. That's what he always needed.

"You okay?"

Shaking himself out from his thoughts his eyes rested on Denzel. "Yeah," he nodded, standing up. "Just thinking."

Denzel nodded. "Just a secret between you and me, but I reckon Tifa's sorta like more happy," he leaned in to whisper.

Cloud narrowed his eyes. "Happier?"

"Well don't you reckon she's like glowing," Denzel asked.

"What do you mean by glowing?"

"Like," Denzel trailed off as he watched Tifa enter the room.

It was mysterious and rather questioning as Tifa stared at the two boys looking at her.

"Everything okay?" she raised a brow.

Denzel smiled and nodded, making his move to avoid answering by walking away.

Glowing? What does Denzel mean by Glowing?

/"Think harder Cloud, what's inside her?"/

Zack?

/"who else?"/

What's inside of her?

/"it is not my place to tell you"/

"Are you feeling okay?" Cloud asked suddenly, standing up and touching her elbow.

Tifa raised her brow again. "I'm fine," she laughed. "Why would anything be wrong with me?"

"Ne..Nevermind," Cloud said nervously. This was really starting to worry him. What did Zack mean about something being inside of her?

"Cloud," she touched his cheek, "I'm fine. If anything was every wrong with me, you'll be first to know," she laughed.

Cloud nodded with a sigh. "Okay."