Hey everyone and sorry for the long update. I just sort of hit a writer's block, so if everyone who was interested could maybe give suggestions/ideas or anything at all, it would be much appreciated.

Disclaimer: These get so old so fast. I don't own Final Fantasy Vii or any of it's characters/places or even a plushie. DX

Chapter Three: Waking Up Questions

So used to floating in Mako was his body that when he woke up to find that he was laying on a soft bed, everything ached. The pain's what woke him up, and the sounds of movement in another room is what kept him awake.

Remembering what had happened when he had been awake last time, Vincent opened his eyes to see where he was this time. He didn't recognize the room -which was a shock in and of itself, for he had been everywhere on the Planet- whose walls were painted a light, calming blue and whose furniture was tan. There was a nightstand next to the bed on his left, with a black alarm clock resting on it and a small gold lamp with a rectangular green porcelain shade that could be swiveled to block light in one direction or another. On his right was a window with a curtain of the same color as Vincent's eyes that would block all sunlight during the day. Across from the bed was a dresser with five drawers, and right next to it was the navy blue door. The handle of said door was made of something akin to crystal.

Other than the curtain, Vincent had to wonder at the owner's taste in colors. The odd mix seemed a bit…Childish.

A set of footsteps warned Vincent of the approach of one of the people he had heard before, and likely the same people he had seen at the lab.

The door opened and the man with black spikes for hair -Zack, Vincent remembered- came walking in with a tray of food and a bottle of water.

"Seph said you'd most likely be awake by now," he grinned as he walked up to the bed and placed the tray on the nightstand, in front of the alarm clock. "You need any help sitting up?"

Shrugging, Vincent attempted to hoist himself up by his arms, but failed miserably and ended up flopping back down against the pillows.

"I thought so. Usually Mako poisoning takes several weeks to get over just the weakness in the arms and legs." Zack said after he placed his hands on his hips while watching his failed attempt. "Here, let me help you."

Zack bent down and placed one hand on Vincent's back while placing his other on Vincent's other shoulder. Pulling as Vincent struggled to sit up straight, he managed to get Vincent -and the three soft pillows behind him- situated against the headboard. Then, he grabbed the tray and placed it on Vincent's lap, above the blue comforter that spread out from Vincent's hips.

"Need any help eating?" Zack asked, head tilted to the side, as if curious.

Picking up the spoon and the bowl -it would seem that his arms were still strong enough for this, at least- Vincent shook his head no.

Nodding in satisfaction, Zack turned around and, as he got to the door, he turned around saying, "I'll come back in a half an hour for the dirty dishes. If you need something, just yell. One of us is always here, so we'll be here for you," before walking out and down the hall.

Silently amazed at how kind and thoughtful Zack was -Cloud had been biased and Vincent had believed him to be describing his personality as he had seen him, not as he was- Vincent turned his attention to his food and began scooping the warm soup into his mouth. He had no clue how long he had gone without food, but even this chicken noodle soup tasted almost beyond description and before he knew it, he was scarfing it down.

He was done in less time than Zack had given him, and he was still hungry. Vincent didn't feel like calling out just for more food, so he set the tray back on the nightstand and leaned back into the pillows. They were comfortable enough for him to be able to fall back asleep, so he allowed the comfort of oblivion to lull him back into a dreamless sleep.

Voices whispering too close to him woke him up this time. However, he did not open his eyes. He was curious as to what had to be said in the room with him, and did not want to chance them leaving to continue the conversation elsewhere.

"…is he even here? He was one of the enemy! How do you know that he isn't spying on us even now?" A shrill but obviously male voice asked.

"Genesis, calm down. You'll wake him." Sephiroth said calmly while making a sound that translated to a gesture. Vincent guessed that it was towards himself, since he was the only one in the room.

"I don't care about him! From what you said, he was in a Mako tank and wouldn't understand anyway. I need to know the answer, Sephiroth!"

Sephiroth sighed and a rustling sound had Vincent imagining him with his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Zack pledges for him, and you know how the puppy is good with persuasion. If you want something done about him, or you want answers, go ask Angeal's puppy. He can answer that better than me."

"Fine. But if he betrays us, I am holding you both responsible!"

The sound of feet quietly stomping away, and then silence. A few seconds later and he swore he heard Sephiroth mumble, "Responsible and the puppy just don't fit in the same sentence."

Then there was the sound of quiet snickers, and the rustle of leather as Sephiroth stepped out as well.

Left reeling, Vincent had to wonder who they had been talking about. Vincent knew Genesis of course. Not personally, but from people talking about him and Cloud's recount of the fight at the reactor that one time. Sephiroth's friend, or something along those lines.

And he called Zack a "puppy" and "Angeal's puppy." Curious and even more curious.

So now, Vincent knew that Genesis not only thought of him as no threat, but thought of someone else as a possible spy.

Who it could be, though, was the question. As far as he could remember, there had been no spy, but this was hardly the same reality anymore.

He would figure it out once he was better.