The Mountains Win Again

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Chapter twelve

Seifer and Quistis stepped into her large dorm, each sitting on the bed. For a while, they just sat there, watching the sun set. After awhile, the phone began ringing like crazy, Seifer remained seated as Quistis answered the phone. "Hello?" Her shrill voice pierced the silence of the invisible airway. Suddenly, the line was filled with the sound of sobbing, with a few words mixed in. Quistis could barely understand whoever it was, but quickly recognized the voice to be Selphie's. All she could make out was something about Zell, a truck, and the Balamb docks.

Quistis slammed the phone back onto the receiver, and turned around quickly, grabbing Seifer by the arm. He replied with a "Hey, what the f.." But she interrupted him before that last word could come out. "Selphie just called, she said something about Zell, a truck, and the Balamb docks!" She said as she drug him out of the room.

They grabbed a spare car in the garden parking lot, and rushed off toward Balamb. Within minutes, they had arrived.

Seifer stepped out of the car, to see what vaguely looke like Zell, on a stretcher. Quickly walking over to one of the paramedics, Seifer began to ask about the situation.

"What happened here?" He asked. The medic replied with a shake of his head. "It's a dmn shame, what happened to that kid."

Seifer grew sterner, asking again, as Quistis came up behind him. "I said, what happened?"

"The blonde kid was standing on the docks, when a truck full of teenagers who had been drinking came speeding into the area. They were going too fast to turn and park, and so they went over the edge. As the truck hit the water, it collided with one of the beams supporting the dock, and it collapsed. The kid standing on it was almost crushed in the wreckage. After a few minutes, we were able to dig him out. He wasn't breathing, and was in pretty bad shape." The medic informed.

"What are his chances of survival?" Quistis asked, tears forming in her eyes.

"Slim to none." The medic replied grimly. "His full list of injuries is enormous. Three broken ribs, a broken leg, two broken arms, a severe concussion, an impalement which barely missed the spine, and numerous scraped and deep cuts."

Quistis began to cry, and turned away, walking toward the car. Seifer followed, in an attempt to comfort her. Gently wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her close, planting a kiss on her forehead. "Don't worry. He'll make it. He's strong." He whispered comforting words in her ear, as she silently sobbed into his chest. On the other side of the port, Selphie was sitting silently on the ground, hugging her knees to her chest. She couldn't even bring herself to cry. She silently hoped that Zell would make it, but in her heart she already knew the truth.

As the medics loaded Zell into the ambulance, and it slowly drove onto the ferry, which would take them to Esthar, where Zell would get the proper medical attention.

Selphie stood up, and ran over to Seifer and Quistis. "I'm going to take a train to Esthar, ok?" She managed to stammer. Seifer nodded, as he comforted a still sobbing Quistis. "Quistis and I will stay here and hold down the fort. Someone needs to inform Garden of what happened."

Selphie acknowledged Seifer's response, and departed toward the train station.

Seifer pulled back from Quistis, and looked into her sapphire eyes. "Come on, it's starting to rain. We need to go."

The two left the port, and rented a car. The rain escalated into a heavy storm, as they made their way into Garden. Within not too long, they were in her dorm.

Quistis' sobbing had stopped, and had been replaced with only a few tears here and there.

"Seif, he's not going to make it." Quistis said grimly.

"Hey, don't say that. He'll live." Seifer got up, and walked toward Quistis, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead before proceeding toward the door. "I have to inform Cid of the situation. As for you, get some sleep." The tall blonde looked back at Quistis one more time before stepping out of the door, and heading toward Cid's office.