A/N: This one is alot shorter than my first short story. But, I promise they won't be this short in the future. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this new chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Final Fantasy 7 characters from either the games, the short anime, or the movie. I do, however, proudly own Silvia and Shadow and all ideas pretaining to them except for anything pretaining directly to Deepground.

PLACEMENT: Between chapter 7 and 8

Chapter 2: Poor Tseng

Tseng sighed and rubbed his temples wearily. He stared at the three people standing in front of his desk, not really knowing what to do with them. How could they butcher such a simple mission?

Tseng took in the three people's appearance. Rude stood with is hands behind his back. His attire was the perfect example of how a Turk's suit should be worn. His white shirt was tucked into his pants and his jacket propertly buttoned. The man's tie was professionally tied as well. All together, Tseng was very impressed with the bald Turk. On the other hand however, Tseng looked over at the other two.

Reno's shirt was untucked from his pants. His jacket was unbuttoned and he was missing his tie. Most importantly of all, the man's suit was always wrinkled. The girl standing next to him, wearing her usual outfit would not wear the Turk uniform. She out right refused. But, it didn't bother the Second-in-Command of the Turks much. Silvia wasn't, technically a Turk.

But, today, just seeing the two gave him a huge migraine. One of Reno's sleeves was half gone and what looked like ashes and dust was smeared all over his clothes, hair and face. The goggles that usually perched on top of Reno's hair was missing. Silvia didn't look much better. She too, was covered in dust and ashes as well. Nothing was missing on her however, but she was throwing an angry glare at Reno and a frown gave a downcast look to the young girl.

"Please tell me what exactly happened. And, this time, one at a time." Tseng finally said.

"Well, you see boss man, we left the Shinra building using the helicopter we always use," Reno began. "All was good, Yo, till we got into the wastes."

"I think it was far from 'all good' Reno. You crashed us into the side of the flipping plateau!" Silvia interrupted throwing her hands up in the air.

Suddenly, the unmistakable sound of Shadow's growl/purring laughter filled the room. Tseng had forgotten the Shadow Beast, who was always present around Silvia. Tseng sighed at he groups antics. He was grateful for Rude's silent presence. Though, the subtle twitch of the bald Turks lips gave him away.

Reno pointed accusingly at Silvia. "She was supposed to be navigating the Helicopter! She was supposed to tell me if any obstacles showed up!"

"I did tell you! I said, 'Reno! Look out for the plateau! We're going to hit it!' And do you know what his answer was? He said, 'Don't worry about it.' Well, I think now is a good a time as any to 'worry about it.'" Silvia answered making quotation marks with her fingers as she talked.

Silvia was one who never got over-excited about anything. To Tseng, that was a blessing. He did not want another Zack Fair running around. One was definitely enough! But, if someone ever got Silvia angry she used a lot of hand gestures to get her point across. It was kind of amusing to watch at times.

But, this whole situation was one Tseng was both amused and irritated with. It seemed Silvia's first mission hadn't gone they way Tseng believed it should of. It was an easy servalience mission. He sighed internally as he listened to the two in front of him once more.

"It's not my fault, Yo!" the red headed Turk defended.

"You were piloting the helicopter, Reno! How can it not be your fault?" Silvia asked in exasperation.

Tired of the groups' antics, Tseng interrupted them. "How did you get back to Midgar if you crashed in the Waste?"

The Ex-Tsviet turned to Tseng and sighed tiredly. "We walked part of the way here on our own."

"And a truck gave us a ride the rest of the way, Yo."

The Second-in-Command to the Turks clasped his hands on his desk and leaned forward a bit. "You do realize Rude was supposed to be your pilot?"

Silvia gaped at him. Turning around she looked to Rude for confirmation. Rude looked away, covering his mouth with his hand. He coughed a few times. A slight nod was the only answer Silvia got. The Ex-Tsviet spun around so fast, Tseng was surprised she didn't get whiplash. She was about to open her mouth to yell at Reno, but paused. Reno was no longer standing next to her. The sound of the door to the room opening drew everyone's attention to the door just in time to see the end of a red ponytail disappear into the hallway.

Everyone in the room listened to the red-heads rapid footsteps as the faded away down the hallway.

"At least we all know who the guilty party here is." Shadow answered with amused smirk.

Silvia threw herself into the small couch on the other side of the room. Tseng knew she was fuming, but he was luck the Ex-Tsviet didn't take off after Reno and try and kill him. Well, Reno was luck anyway.

Rude looked in her direction. An eyebrow rose above his ever present sunglass, asking a silent question.

The dark brow haired young woman only smiled. "I will get him eventually, Rude. The best revenge is one served cold."

Poor Reno, Tseng thought to himself. He had no idea what the blue-gray eyed young woman would do to the red haired Turk. But, Silvia never traveled alone. So he would be hit with two people instead of one. Then again, Reno had whatever Silvia and Shadow had planned coming.

A/N: This Idea actually came to me when I began to think of ideas for Silvia's first mission. I knew I wanted it to be with Reno and Rude. Then, when I watched Advent Children Complete when Yazoo helped Rude and Reno crash the helicopter, this idea just jumped into my head.