Me: What is that? Are those reviews I see?

Tseng: No. It's just a figment of your imagination.

Elena: I actually think that is Cloud...in a tutu...

All: glances

Tseng: Well I'll be...

Me: Looks like that mako poisoning finally got to him.

So, to help Cloud and his newfound mental state, you should review... and send your money...all of it.

Tseng wasn't at all suprised when he found Vincent in his office the following morning. A turk from his time would have no problem picking a lock. Or two. Or five. And disarming an alarm system or two. And getting past night guards. But how he managed to trick the motion sensors is what baffled him.

"Good morning Mr. Valentine." He said as he stepped through the door.

"Good morning Tseng," Vincent said from his seat adjacent to his desk.

"I'm glad to see you haven't lost any of your skill," He said taking a sip of his coffee.

It was cold. Tseng frowned, glancing up at Vincent. He looked different. His hair was shorter, almost like the old picures Tseng had seen of him.

"When do I start?" Vincent asked, his voice quiet and husky.

Tseng smirked. That was no suprise. He was always buisness first.

"As soon as we get your paperwork drawn up," He said

Tseng heard a yell from down the hall. It was eight in the morning and they were already starting. He siged and took a sip of his coffee. Still cold.

-T-

Vincent sighed. Whey were they making him, the deadliest marksman in all of Gaia, take a shooting evaluation. He could do this in his sleep. He easily fired through the bullseye then, just for show, shot through it again.

"Are we done?" He asked frustratedly.

Elena scooted back a few steps, "Uh...y-yeah...I guess."

'I knew he was good, but geez,' Elena thought, 'And he's kind of cute.'

She blushed a deep scarlet, then quickly walked out the door. Vincent stuck the gun in his holster, then followed her out the door. He wasn't used to such a small, wimpy gun. He missed Cerberus, his birthday present from AVALANCHE. It had been lost in the fight with Omega. All they could find was the keychain, dangling from a pipe that was jutting from the ruins.

"What next?" He asked as they walked down one of many long hallways in the new Shinra building.

"I...I belive that's it..." Elena said meekly.

Vincent sighed, hearing the doubt in her voice. This was going to be a long day...