The redhead's eyes fluttered opened. Above him he could see Elena and Rude. They had worry etched across their faces. In the far corner of the room stood Tseng, and even Rufus, ShinRa's president. "What…what happened..?"

Elena sighed with obvious relief, scooting her chair closer to him. "Someone shot you at the café. The police are asking around, but no one can get an accurate description of her."

"Grey…" Reno whispered, moving his head to look at his shoulder. "Grey Evens."

"What?"

"That's her name. She told me before I passed out."

Tseng coughed and raised an eyebrow. "He's clearly delirious. Why would she tell him her name? Completely ludicrous."

Growling, Reno attempted to sit up, but Rude pushed him back down. He winced slightly as the pain in his arm throbbed by the sudden movement. "I know what I heard."

Several hours later, when the police and reporters heard he was awake, people flooded his room. "Do you know her? What was her name? What did she look like?" Questions like this were hurled at him from every direction.

"SHUT UP! YOU'RE GIVING ME A HEADACHE!" Reno hissed loudly, reaching for an EMR that wasn't there. "No, I don't know her, but I do know her name."

More reporters scramble to be the first to hear the woman's identity.

The redhead cackled evilly. "I didn't say I'd tell you."

Tseng rolled his eyes. "I told you. Delirious."

Many days after being mauled by the media, Reno was finally released. Leaning back in his chair as he waited for the page to load, the redhead looked around expectantly. What was that noise?

He walked to the window for answers. It had sounded like someone singing, and he knew it wasn't Elena.

Wind-blown violet hair made his breath catch. It was her! Grey stood across the street, her voice melodious and echoic. She obviously thought no one was watching her, because when she turned her head the slightest bit and saw Reno, she faltered and flinched. Now her voice was shaky, but Grey continued singing.

Smirking, Reno sat and watched her, his arm- which was in a sling -going numb where the bullet had pierced his skin. He heard the door creak open, but felt he couldn't afford to miss this "performance".

His fellow Turks pulled up chairs, occasionally whispering to each other. When Grey had gone inside, Rude leaned in towards him. "Reno, do you know that women? 'Cuz I don't think ladies like strangers watching them from windows."

His friend's tone of voice made a reddish tinge creep onto his face. Reno protested, saying, "That was her! That was Grey!"

Elena snickered behind him, which was very scornful, in Reno's mind. "Look, this is just me saying this but…I'm not sure I'd believe someone who shot you would leave the job half-done. If that was indeed your lady, why didn't she go back inside and get a gun?"

Hurt, Reno walked out of his room, shoulders slumped in disappointment. Why hadn't his friends believed him?

Stuck in his thoughts, the Turk didn't notice a girl standing in front of him. "Hello, Turk."

Reno snapped his head up. "Oh! Hi, Grey."

She looked slightly embarrassed, especially at being caught over there so fast. "You know, you never told me your name, Turk."

"Reno. My name's Reno…"

"Sorry about what happened at the café, Tur- uh…Reno."

The redhead smirked. "You didn't exactly seem sorry at the time. Why so violent? What've you got against me?"

"Not you, exactly," Grey murmured, sighing. "Just you Turk guys in general."

Reno waited for an answer, and just as he was about to give up, she opened her mouth again and started telling her tale.

"When I was younger, a teen, probably, my brother went away on some 'business'. He never said what. Never really got a chance to, actually." Reno noticed how she was keeping her eyes directed at the floor. Was she lying? Or was this just hard for her? Before he could decide, she spoke some more. "A few days after he left, we received a message. It said…Well, it said he'd disappeared. Mysteriously. It had an official-looking ShinRa seal on it, so no one really questioned the note."

Nodding, Reno couldn't help but interrupt. "Many people vanish on business, you know. It's ShinRa's job to make sure their families know."

Grey glowered at him for a few seconds, then shrugged. "I suppose. But anyways, a couple years ago someone said that they'd seen Adam recently. And she was a reliable source, so we-"

"Adam?"

"My brother. Now stop butting in! Okay, so we went to where she'd noticed him. The house was oddly clean. No sign of fighting except for a little blood stain on the sofa that was probably dismissed for catsup." The woman finally looked at him. "See what I'm getting at?"

"No."

"Jeez, you're dense!" She took a few deep breaths and started up again. "Well, after investigating a while near the stain, I found this." After digging in her purse, Grey produced a ShinRa card, one very much like Reno's.

The redhead took out his own company ID. Indeed, the details were alike, except the names and pictures. Reno sighed. "Okay," he muttered. "Now I see what you're getting at."