Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VII, or Indiana Jones.
A/N Hi everyone! Boy it's been a fun day, and the only way it could get better is by killing Hojo naturally! So today's death is for my wonderful mother, happy birthday mom! And welcome Dr. Lucrecia Crescent for today's death! I just love a happy ending for all, don't you?
Lucrecia looked around the room, it was absolutely horrific for her, but she smiled up at Vincent floating calmly in the tank. "Just a little longer, then I can let you out." She whispered touching the glass however before that could happen she had some business left to attend to.
Picking up a vial of poison she walked calmly up to the elevator and walked calmly down the hall to the kitchen. Opening the door she looked around it making sure she was alone, striding over to the window she picked up a bowl of dates and pored the contents into it. She set the bowl down and pocketed the empty vial and headed back to her lab, in just a few hours everything would be back to the way it should be.
Later that evening Hojo reemerged from his lab feeling hungry, he went up to the kitchen and grabbed his bowl of dates. He picked one out of it and bit down, he swallowed before getting this funny look on his face. He walked over to the window and clambered up on the counter after several minutes of struggling to do so.
Opening the window he looked out, "oh Jenova's head…" he smiled before walking out and as he grabbed a Cockatrice. The startled bird bucked and screeched carrying him off into the woods, where his cackling screams could be heard fading into the night.
Shortly afterwards, Lucrecia had let Vincent out of the tank, and after a very long discussion with a lot of apologies, they came upstairs. Lucrecia was cradling her baby with her other hand holding Vincent's. She led him up to the kitchen, "come on."
"What is it?" He asked confused smiling slightly.
She opened the door, smiling she pointed to the bowl and the window, "I added something to the dates."
"Bad dates," Vincent laughed kissing her gently.
She smiled looking at the baby giggling, "that's right sweetie and nothing bad is ever going to happen to you again."
Vincent nodded before putting the dates in a bag and storing them in the fridge looking at her, "absolutely brilliant though I think you've been watching a few too many movies."
She laughed, "I suppose you're right."
