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Chapter 3

"Damn! I can't believe he got away! That damn bastard!" Tifa slams her fist into the bars back door knocking it from its hinges. "Shit. Just great." She moves into the bar and grabs a bottle of good whiskey and takes a seat at the bar. Usually she never indulges in alcohol, but if there ever was a time for it, now was that time. Sephiroth was who knows where, doing who knows what with Cloud, and all they could gather was that they had left the city. There was nothing any of them could do until they got word of where the bastard had escaped to.

Suddenly there were arms around her waist and black hair tickling her cheek. She gives a startled jerk before relaxing back into the strong embrace. "Damn it Vince, would you stop doing that to me! I swear, doesn't matter how long we'll be together I'll never get used to you sneaking up on me."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sneak."

"Any luck tracking them down?"

"No."

"It's okay, something will turn up." She takes another shot from the bottle and sets it on the counter. Suddenly remembering she left her phone here when she had rushed out; she squirms out of Vincent's arms and races up to her room and snatches it up. Seeing that she has a message from Cloud she checks it. She stands stunned, rooted to the spot until the message ends and returns to the main menu. The phone slips from her hand and doesn't even notice Vincent catching it as then her knees give out and he catches her ass well and lays her on her bed before checking the message for himself.

Vincent mumbles to him self, "Well that was unexpected."

All of a sudden Tifa sits up and snatches her phone back and calls Clouds phone. She waits with baited breath, but it just rings and rings before going to voice mail. "I can't believe it. I can't believe it. It just can't be real."

Vincent sits down next to her and pulls her into his embrace until she curls up to him, gripping his shirt with everything she's got, lost in her dazed shock. "It will be okay Tifa. Think about it this way; he really wasn't happy here. We could all see it. If this really isn't some trick, which I don't believe Cloud would be that foolish, then Cloud is much happier now in the lifestream. I really wish he could have made a call to the others though. I don't want to have to be the one to tell Barret, Cid, and Yuffie."

That got a weak chuckle out of Tifa as all the news was finally settling in and the shock wearing off. "Yuffie's going to have a spaz attack, Barret and Cid will explode into profanities and demand we find him or his body." She sniffles as she tries to stave off the on coming tears.

"I don't think there will be a body to find. If he is indeed going straight to the lifestream with Sephiroth and no doubt Aeris as escorts his body probably dissolved into the lifestream."

"You know that actually makes me feel better. If he really is in the lifestream now, he has his friend Zack and Aeris and his Mother with him now. So he wont be lonely any more . . . and Sephiroth too I guess. Though I don't see what's so good about the slimy bastard!"

"You have to remember though that Cloud knew him from his cadet days, and the Sephiroth that we all knew was not the real Sephiroth, but the puppet Jenova had control of."

"I guess so. I'm still sad he's gone though and I don't know what to say to Denzel and Merlen. They're going to be so heart broken."

"They are children, they will bounce back and be fine sooner then we will. Come let's go have a drink."

They moved back down to the bar where Tifa proceeded to get plastered and Vincent watched over her, until she passed out for the night.

END

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