This is the last of the EDITED!Chapters. Enjoy!

Chapter Five

Jecsie awoke with a throbbing headache. For a moment she wondered where she was, and why her head hurt so much. Thinking back, she remembered what had happened – tricking the children, finding Denzel, and then fighting Yazoo...

She bolted upright, the sudden movement making her head spin, but she didn't care. She stood up, pausing as her legs wobbled and then ran back to where she remembered Yazoo had parked his motorcycle. To her relief it was still right where they'd left it. She ran to it, but paused after mounting. Just where was she going to go? Go back to the Capital to get the kids? No, she wouldn't do that, it was too risky. If she did, she'd have to fight them, and she didn't want to hurt him, or – more likely – get her ass kicked.

An idea suddenly came to her mind; she knew just what to do, and she wouldn't like it. She started the engine and rode off in search of a certain redhead and his partner.

Reno and Rude walked up to the Seventh Heaven after searching nearly the whole city. "Do you want to be the one to tell Strife that we couldn't find them, yo?" The red-head said.

"No. Way." Rude replied, "I just hope we'll be able to find the kids soon."

"You say you're looking for some kids?"

Both Turks whirled around, surprised to see someone walk up behind them. Neither one of them could see their face though; they had on a jacket with its hood their their face. From what both men could tell though – with such a curvy waist and long legs – it was a girl. Reno couldn't help but smirk as he looked her slim body up and down. "Yeah, we are," He said in a sly tone, "Why do you-"

"Do you know anything about it?" Rude interjected, before Reno could do, or say, anything stupid.

The girl smiled, that much they could see. "I saw some guy taking them," She said, "He and a girl. Something happened though, and they got in a little scuffle. After that he headed towards the Forgotten Capital"

"Really? Who?" Rude asked.

"I dunno. Some dude with silver hair. He kinda reminded me of-"

"Yes, but what about the girl?" Reno interrupted. The Turks and Shinra already knew about the remnants' likeliness to the General-gone-mad. "What did she look like?"

"The same, really," She said simply.

"'The same'? What the hack does that mean?" Reno asked, clearly confused and frustrated in trying to keep up.

"She wore black clothes and had silver hair."

The two men thought for a moment. Was it possible that Jecsie had been spotted again? ShinRa had been looking for her months before Meteorfall, and was getting frustrated with the two's constant failure to capture her. They didn't notice the girl's smirk when they exchanged glances. "He knocked her out though," She said, catching their attention.

"Excuse me?" Rude asked.

"The guy," She clarified, "He knocked her out cold. Then heft her on the ground. If you need any info on those children, you should probably go find her."

"Where was she?" Reno asked.

"In an ally," She turned and pointed in the direction that she had come from, "Somewhere in that direction." She turned back to them with a sickly sweet smile, "Well, that's all in know. Good luck." She called turning and walking away.

Reno and Rude looked from each other, to the girl, to the bar, and then back to each other. It was still noon, and Cloud and Tifa probably wouldn't expect them until later. Besides, Rufus would kill them if he found out they let this opportunity pass by. They shrugged at each other and ran in the direction the girl had pointed out.

And just a few yards away, she was smirking, relived that her plan had worked. As she walked away, she removed her hood, revealing a head of silver and black hair. After taking one last glance around, she dashed back towards the motorcycle.

Jecsie was proud of herself, but now she had to hurry. Distracting the Turks would only work for so long. She knew that once they figured out that they'd been tricked, they'd come after her. Or, even if they didn't figure it out, she still had to worry about them probably sending Cloud for the children. But then again, that's why she had come up with this plan; to save the children and not have to hurt anybody directly.

She was snapped out of her thoughts when she realized the glowing white trees racing past her. She'd made it. She took a deep breath. "Here we go," She told herself.

She drove until the large shell-like structure of the remnants' base came into view. She stopped the bike and got off, looking around nervously. She knew that if Yazoo had told his brothers her trying to sabotage their plan, they weren't going to be happy.

Her thoughts were confirmed when a force suddenly connect with her stomach. She squeezed her eyes shut, feeling the familiar shock of Loz's Dual-Hound run through her body. She flew backwards until she hit one of the trees. She started to slide down its trunk when someone grabbed her by the neck, holding her right where she was, feet skimming the ground. She kept her eyes closed, unwilling to look at any of them. "I would've assumed that you'd be grateful we didn't just kill you," Said Kadaj, his cold voice trembling with fury, "But instead," He continued, squeezing his hand a little tighter around her throat, "You go off attack my family. But oh well," a cold excitement passed through him and she shivered when he spoke again. "Like any disobedient brat, you'll just have to be punished."

Her eyes opened wide, reaching up to grab Kadaj's wrist with both hands. He was as small as her, yet so much stronger. She couldn't loosen his grasp, but she kept her hold on him, using her feet and the tree behind her try and lift her body. Her eyes scanned the clearing, searching. She saw him, just a few feet from the spring with his back facing towards her. "Y-Yazoo..." Her voice was just a squeak but she expected he could still hear her. She was running out of oxygen as Kadaj's grip tightened.

He did hear her and he turned around. But when he looked at her, she wished he hadn't. Anger clear on his face, and then hurt in his thoughts. She wanted to apologize and grovel for forgivness, but found that she could not even breathe any more. She glanced back at Kadaj, who now had Souba in hand, and it was just inches from her neck. With all the strength that she had left, she aimed a kick at his arm, sending the katana back a few feet.

He'd turned to watch as it flew from his hand, and when he turned back, he was glaring daggers at her. She ignored him though, and lashed out with another kick, this one aimed at his torso. His upper body snapped back, and his hold on her was released. She landed on her bum, but stumbled to her feet. Then, while he was still dazed from the first blow, she kneed his gut. She took a few steps back from him, looking over to where Yazoo was again.

She was dizzy, and still out of breath, but she pushed herself forward, taking a step towards him. He was clearly angry though, and aimed his Velvet Nightmare at her. She stumbled to a stop, still out of breath and feeling lightheaded. She wanted to apologize, make him see she regretted terribly for hurting him. She took another, hesitant step forward. "...Sorry..." She said, her voice still barely above a whisper.

"Pardon..?" He said, the pain evident in his voice. He tilted his head in that cute way of his and she offered a small smile.

"I'm...so sorry..." She said, her voice still too weak and her breathing much too heavy. But she wouldn't stop until he could see her honesty.

Jecsie suddenly felt Kadaj's double-bladed sword pressed against the side of her neck. She kept her eyes on Yazoo, though her body stayed frozen in place. She was no longer able to speak, her throat seemed to have dried and she hoped that he could see the plea in her eyes. His expression turned into one in between anger, and regret. She could tell that Kadaj was hesitating – he must've seen his brother's expression. Yazoo's emotions were the same as his expression; angry and regretful, but he couldn't stand the pain in her eyes. "I must've been mistaken, Kadaj," He said, looking to his younger brother, "I suppose that she was just a little...anxious about seeing her friend among the children." He stared back at her and continued, "But she seems to have come to her senses. Right, Jecsie?" The warning in his voice was clear, and she took the chance he offered.

She stayed silent, though she was slowly gaining her breath. She looked to Kadaj. "I...don't know...what came over me..." She said, her voice still a bit raspy, "I never really liked tricking people...But if it means helping you..." She turned back towards Yazoo as she finished, "Then I'd gladly do it." There was a double meaning in her words, and understood it completely.

A ghost of a smile appeared on his lips as he stared back at her. Unfortunately though, Kadaj noticed it. His eyes narrowed as they glancd between his brother and the girl. He really hadn't suspected anything before, but now he could see it as Yazoo lead her back inside the building; the way his arms were wrapped around her waist and her arm over her shoulder. It was entirely too intimate. Yes, he could see it now, and he did not like what was happening here. "Kadaj?"

Kadaj wiped around at the sound of Loz calling his name. "What?" He asked, his voice sharper than he intended.

The eldest remnant hesitated, suddenly unnerved by his brother's expression. "W-what...Uh..." He looked down at the child he held at his side, thinking of how to word his question, "What about this girl? If she's not sick like the others, then what is she for?"

Kadaj was silent as he looked from the girl to one of the windows in the tower. After a while, he shrugged his shoulders. "That girl is one Big Brother's friends," He said, turning back to Loz. Suddenly the older one realized he meant Jescie, not Marlene. "And if she know him, then perhaps this one knows her as well."

"So..." Loz was still confused. His brother wasn't answering his question

"So go take her to her friend!" The annoyance was clear in Kadaj's voice.

"Y-yes!" The elder brother said, picking up the little girl and hurrying inside.

"What made you change your mind?"

The question startled her; they'd been quiet the whole way up to her room, until he suddenly spoke. "W-what..?" She asked turning back to look at him.

She'd already gotten comfortable on the bed, but Yazoo stayed behind, lingering by the door. He looked down for a moment with his arms crossed. "What change your mind..." He said, "Why did you come back – to us, I mean? I thought you were coming to take back your friend."

When he looked back up, she stood to walk over to him. She took slow steps, unsure of why she was hesitating. She stopped when their bodies were nearly touching, and rested her forehead on his. They stared at the other, eyes locked and unwilling to look away. "Have you ever felt...as if...you had a connection to someone..?" She asked, looking down to their noses. "Like...despite the differences between you...You feel – I dunno – drawn to them?"

"I feel that way with my brothers," He said, "We may be different, by we still love each other; we're family." He finished with a shrug.

"N-no. Uh..." She stuttered, shaking her head, "That's not...that's not what I meant..."

He tilted his head to the side, his eyes curious. "Then...what did you mean?"

"I-"

"Uh...Excuse me?" She was interrupted by Loz, who was standing behind Yazoo in the hallway.

The two pulled away from each other. Jecsie turned her back to them and Yazoo faced his brother. "Yes, Loz?"

"Um..." The eldest brother glanced between Yazoo and Jecsie before answering him, "Kadaj told me to bring her-" He motioned to someone behind him, "-up here to...um..."

"Jecsie," Yazoo helped.

"Y-yeah, so...Here you go!"

When Jecsie turned to see who he brought to her, she was nearly knocked over by Marlene's six-year-old little body. "Jecsie! It's really you!" The little girl cried.

Jecsie couldn't help but chuckle at Marlene's childish reactions. She pulled away from the older woman with a pout on her face. "What's so funny?" She asked, "You haven't come to see us in so long, but you're laughing at me because I missed you?"

"No, Marlene. That's not-"

"And why are you even here anyways?" She said, interrupting Jecsie, "What do these people want with us?" she turned and glared at Yazoo and Loz, who was still in the doorway, "You know, they hurt Tifa too?" At this, Loz made a subtle escape down the hall.

Jecsie glanced up at Yazoo, her eyes pleading that Marlene was lying. For once, his feelings matched his emotionless features – blank. It seemed that whether or not Marlene was lying, he didn't care. It pained her to think of what could've happened to Tifa. Angry tears suddenly pooled in her eyes but she would not let them fall. Not in front of Marlene, and definitely not in front of Yazoo. "Yazoo," She talked through gritted teeth to keep her voice from cracking, "What happened to Tifa?"

He looked down for a moment, thinking about what to say. To tell the truth he wasn't sure; he hadn't been listening when Loz was telling Kadaj about how things went. "Loz...He said that she was still alive...If that's what you're asking?"

She was relived, but also upset. The relief was because her friend was still alive. But she was upset that Tifa had been involved at all. And what about Marlene? Glancing down at the little girl, Jecsie thought about what they could possibly want with her?

He seemed to know what she was thinking, because he said, "Kadaj wants to confront Big Brother," She glanced up at him when he spoke, "so we brought her and the others here..."

"As bait?" She stated disbelievingly.

Yazoo nodded, shameful of the pained expression it brought upon her face. "I'm sorry."