Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy XIII. Square Enix owns it. I do not own anything. Do not sue me.

Authorial Notice: This is the last chapter of playfulness before I get into the real drama and action. Enjoy! Special thanks again to Haruka-Chan 212 for editing this chapter overnight. Thanks, hun!

I realize I didn't describe Snow in the last chapter. I edited the chapter to describe him. It's in the last scene, before he dances with Lightning (poor Light!)

Lost Then Found
Chapter Four [Part 2]

"When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us."
-- Helen Keller

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Bodhum Community Building
1750 Hours (5:50 PM) - Monday

"Sir?" Lieutenant Amodar heard from behind him. He turned around to see his best sergeant looking at him with a small smile. "Aren't you going to dance with your wife?"

He laughed, "ah ha. She's dancing with Sazh right now. They're having a good time and I don't want to interrupt that," he turned back to look at his wife and Sazh. "What about yourself, Farron? You seemed to be pretty good on your feet a few hours ago."

She chuckled, looking ahead at Serah and Snow. "I think I've had enough fun to last me the week," she paused before asking, "Have you found any more information on Begum?"

"Ah," he muttered, "not yet. We're still working on it. There were a few break-ins at small banks around the market recently. We're suspecting it was his posse. There was no evidence other than a broken window. No fingerprints."

"Sir, if you need me to come in-" Amodar interrupted her, placing a gentle hand on her bare shoulder.

"Enjoy your vacation, Lightning. You deserve it. You look a lot better than the last time I saw you," he said with a smile.

"Thank you, sir," she said, accepting the compliment. The two looked ahead and watched the crowd dance to a mild beat. "You're wife looks beautiful."

"And I'm even more in love with her than the day I first laid my eyes on her. She hasn't seemed to age, unlike myself," he jested.

"You look fine, sir," Lightning stated.

"Don't call me 'sir' on your days off, Lightning. You're a friend of mine, ever since you started to work for the force," he said as he chuckled, looking at his wife and Sazh. "Now, if you'll excuse me. I think I'm gonna steal my wife away from Sazh."

As he walked over to his wife, Lightning looked over to the other side of the floor and saw Fang dancing with Vanille – a little too close for Lightning's comfort. She didn't know why, but she felt something sting at her heart. She went outside and leaned against the railing in the back of the community building. 'What was it with Fang and Vanille? They're always together. Hell, they even live together… They act like they're more than to what they told us. Why am I so jealous? It's just Fang and Vanille.'

'It's just Fang and Vanille…' she repeated in her head.

She shook her head and mentally cursed herself. She looked out onto the ocean. The sunset on the horizon was something you'd normally see in a calendar or a painting. She had never seen something as beautiful in her life.

'Except Fang – wait, what did I just say?' She thought to herself, eyes wide. She shook it off. 'I must be tired…'

She was tired. It felt as if someone had jammed cotton balls in her eyes and left them there. The last three days were slept away as Lightning caught up on her 'beauty sleep', as Fang had put it.

"What're you doin' out here, sunshine?"

"Don't-" Lightning sighed, knowing it was no use, "you know what? Never mind. You never listen to me anyway."

Fang smirked as she stood next to the sergeant. "You know you love it when I call you sunshine," she said with a cool voice, causing Lightning to stay silent, looking away from the black haired woman next to her. She tried to hide the blush creeping to her cheeks – slowly. "I knew you did. Just like you love it when Snow calls you 'sis'."

Lightning turned to her, her oceanic blue eyes locking with Fang's piercing green eyes, "Don't even say that."

"Why not?" Fang questioned, "He's your brother now."

"Brother-in-law. This isn't a choice," Lightning said, turning back to look at the ocean. 'Please leave…'

"I wouldn't want him for a brother either to be honest with you," Fang said, leaning against the metal railing, looking at the sergeant.

"Why not?" she scoffed in surprise before continuing, "thought you liked him."

"I do. But he's a blockhead," Fang said with a small smile, causing Lightning to smirk.

"Yeah, he is."

'One thing in common: we both think Snow's a moron.'

"But he is part of your family now," Fang said, voice serious. "You might as well treat him like he is. He doesn't have a real family, you know."

"I know. I allowed him to marry my sister. That counts for something," she said in response.

"Just think about it. In a year or two there will be little Snow's running around," Fang chuckled as she looked out into the ocean.

"Don't make me sick, Fang."

"Well, if you get sick I'll hold your hair back," she said with a grin on her face. Lightning moaned in disgust, causing Fang to continue, "come on, Auntie Claire. It won't be that bad. Just think, you can teach them to hate daddy." Lightning laughed softly, taking a deep breath. The black haired woman looked at her, face astonished. "Was that a laugh?"

"What? No. No," Lightning said, failing to hide the smile that escaped her nerves.

"I didn't think it was possible for you to smile, let alone laugh."

"There's a lot people don't know about me," Lightning replied.

"Well," Fang started, "either way, it's good to see you smile. It looked like you needed it." Blushing, Lightning thanked her. "Besides, what're friends for?"

Lightning felt her breath come to a halt and her smile fade. 'Friends…' She felt a similar sting to her heart as she felt before, when she saw Vanille and her dancing. "Yeah, friends…" she mumbled, pushing some stray hair behind her ear before looking down into the sand below them.

"You sounded disappointed," Fang smirked, looking at her, a small smile on her face.

"I'm… not disappointed," she answered, 'way to sound believable.'

"Who are you trying to fool here, Claire?" Fang asked.

Lightning looked at her with piercing blue eyes. "Don't call me Claire."

Smirking, Fang tilted her head, "why not?"

"That name's reserved for Serah and-" Lightning stopped, blushing heavily.

"And Snow?" Fang laughed.

Scoffing, Lightning said, "not in this lifetime, the next lifetime, or even the one after that for that matter."

"Then who?" Fang laughed, causing the sergeants heart to skip a beat.

"Any future significant other," she finished quickly.

"Ya' mean boyfriend?" Fang continued to push, her smile turning into an even bigger one.

Looking away, "forget it," she turned to walk back inside. "There's no talking to you about anything…"

"Lightning, wait," She protested, a gentle hand reaching for the other's wrist, pulling her back. A gasp escaped Lightning when she realized she was mere inches away from Fang's lips. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked into her eyes. The only sound her ears could focus on was the pounding of her own chest. She took staggered breaths as Fang pulled her in closer, lowering her head toward Lightning's. Her lips captured the sergeant's, hand releasing the wrist it held captive. Both of her arms wrapped around the waist of the slightly shorter woman, holding their bodies together.

Lightning felt her arms wrap around Fang's neck, deepening the kiss. 'What am I doing…?' she thought to herself, though continued to kiss the woman who had tormented her ever since they first met. The woman whom she caught herself thinking about more often then not.

"Claire!" She heard Serah call from inside. Lightning pulled away quickly, looking at the door and back at Fang. She raised her right hand and slapped her.

"Don't do that again. You… Ugh!"

"Nice right," Fang said, holding her left cheek.

Lightning scoffed and walked away, touching her lips as she walked back inside, leaving Fang by herself outside.