Oh gosh, I'm horrible right? I know I did say I was going to update Monday...now it's been like 2 weeks, but! My computer got screwed, possibly close to wiping out EVERYTHING I had on it. Soo like we had to get someone to fix it and blah blah blah now it's perfectly fine! Hopefully I can get a much better one soon...so anyways sorry about that! Love you all! Enjoy chapter 12 :)

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I've Got You

Chapter 12: Those Awkward Moments

We all made it to the main deck of the Lindblum. All eyes were on the many screens, currently showing off the Palemecia, "pride of the Sanctum Skyfleet." Currently where Sazh and Vanille are at the moment. The minute I heard the news, I felt so relieved to know that they were still alive. All we needed to do was sneak on the airship and rescue them before anything bad happens. Easy, right? However, as much as I want to rescue them and all, my headache is totally getting in the way of my concentration. I slept at like four in the morning and woke up at eight in the morning. Four hours of sleep...how unhealthy.

Right now, everyone else were discussing the plan on how to get on board the Palemecia with help from the commander of the Lindblum, Cid Raines. Funny, I've known about thirteen Cids before. Except, while the other Cids are old, this one's kind of young. I'd say he's about Snow's age. Plus, he's like, taller than Snow. So that's really, really tall. They're way different though. Cid's kind of quiet and reserved, while Snow's just plain loud. Cid seems to handle things in a mature manner, while Snow tends to act rash and can be super passionate about things, as if we're on some kind of soap opera or something. Well, that's what makes Snow...Snow.

I was paying no attention to what was going on right now. I was battling with my eyes, trying to make them stay open, but I wasn't exactly successful with that. I felt Hope lightly nudge me as I jerked up and turned to face him tiredly.

"Are you okay?" he asked with concerned eyes.

I smiled at him drowsily. How cute is he? "Yeah...I'm just really tired and my head hurts kind of. Aren't you tired? We stayed up for the whole night pretty much."

"No...I feel fine."

"Lucky you..." I pouted.

"Didn't get enough beauty sleep?" he joked.

I decided to play along. "Yes, I didn't get enough of my beauty sleep and now I'm absolutely hideous."

He laughed. "It's okay, you don't need a beauty sleep anyways." Right after he said that he froze and his cheeks reddened. I raised my eyebrows. What was he so embarrassed abouth this time... Then, it hit me.

"What?" I said while grinning widely, pretending that I had no clue what he was talking about.

"...Forget about it..." he said as his eyes were focused on a random tile on the floor.

"Cute and beautiful, huh?" I teased. He was silent, shifting back and forth uncomfortably. I really don't know why, but whenever Hope gets embarrassed, it's like the cutest thing ever. He's like a little puppy or something, because no matter what he does, it's always adorable.

"So, did you hear anything about your dad yet?" I asked.

"Yeah, he's alright. Another Cavalry unit took him somewhere safe." He smiled widely.

I smiled back. "That's good." He nodded back happily. See? Way too cute. I wondered, should I like, tell him? Well, you know, whenever the "time is right." I don't exactly know when that will be, though. I've got to know first, does he like me? Ugh, things would be so easier if I knew if he liked me.

Lightning walked over to us. "Okay, it's time to leave." she said. Already? Great. I guess that's okay since I'm not really tired anymore... We all walked over to where Rygdea, second in command of the Lindblum, was.

"This baby back here's a PSICOM vessel." he said gesturing to a small looking airship. Definitely not the biggest, but it looked like it could fit all of us inside. "It'll deliver you the Palecmecia."

"Oh, we're cargo now?" Snow joked.

"Let me guess, there's going to be a whole lot of PSICOMs that we're going to run into?" I asked. Rhetorical question, I already know the answer, but who knows. Maybe they're all on a break. Yeah, right.

"The whole division's probably on board. Most likely we're going to have to take every last one of them down." said Lightning. Oh yay, taking down more PSICOM soldiers. It's become a new hobby of mine recently.

"I don't care how many lackeys they've got. Bring 'em on! Vanille's in there." Fang said, fearless as usual. Oh yeah, I was totally right about the whole her-knowing-Vanille thing. They're from Pulse. The Pulse. Also known as the living hell. Funny thing is, Fang says the same thing about Cocoon. I guess both worlds really aren't that different from each other as I've thought before.

"I'm sure she's fine." Hope assured her. "Vanille's tougher than I could ever be."

Lightning raised her eyebrows. "Hope, are you scared?"

"Yeah, I'm terrified. But I have you, Adeline, and this guy, and Fang." he said. I gave him a funny look, as he referred Snow to "this guy." "We're all in this mess. We've got to stick together." he added. I smirked. A little cheesy there, Hope.

Rygdea chuckled. "Alright, enough with all this bonding. It's time to go." We all followed him into the ship. I could faintly hear Snow ask Hope, "What do you mean by 'this guy?'" from behind. The inside of the airship looked totally cramped, but I guess we could manage. I was just hoping that it wouldn't go crashing down like the last time we were in one with Sazh driving it. I shuddered at that horrifying memory.

"Well, this is a problem." Snow said.

"What is?" I asked curiously. Is it because Snow's like a giant, and therefore takes up most space in here? That was actually I pretty good guess, I must say.

"There are only four passenger seats." he replied. Oh darn, I was wrong. He was right, though. There was one seat for the pilot, which was for Rygdea, and only four seats for passengers.

"Easy. We'll just have to have two people share a seat. Two short people. Problem solved." said Fang, eyeing me. What was she... Oh, god no.

"No way, Fang." I said sternly. I already knew what her devious mind was thinking, and it's not happening. "The seats are way too small anyways for two people to share."

"Oh please, I'm not an idiot. That's why you should just sit on him."

"What!" Me and Hope said stimultaneously. Hope's face turned really pale. I looked around at the others for help. Come on, this is a ridiculous idea! First of all it would be the most awkward thing ever. Plus, what if he thinks I'm fat or something? I ate way too much last night.

"How about I just stand? Really, I don't mind." Snow offered. I smiled. Just like my brother.

Rygdea shook his head. "No standing allowed here, sorry. It's dangerous. Besides, I have to follow the rules." he said with an apologetic look. Rules? Really? You're trying to overthrow the Sanctum and yet you're following safety rules? Ugh, the world is totally against me. I gave Light a desperate look, seeing as she was my only hope

"It's only going to be for a little while. You can manage, okay?" ...So much for that. I was about to protest, but then I realized this is Lightning I would be dealing with, and that wouldn't turn out so well for me.

"We'll be there in no time. Twenty minutes at the most." said Snow, trying to lighten this totally horrible moment. Twenty long, agonizing, embarrassing minutes.

There was no way getting out of this. "...Okay, fine." Yeah, it's official. We haven't even started flying and I already know that this ride will be way worse when we crashed into Vile Peaks. Hope and I just stared at the seat while everyone else took theirs.

"So how should we..." he said nervously.

"It's too small for us to just both sit on it..."

"Oh..well I guess you just have to...you know."

"You mean...what Fang said?"

"Y-yeah, since there's not really any other way."

"Oh. Um, yeah, okay. It's no big deal right?" I lied. It was a big deal. Bigger than big. He nodded and slowly took his seat. Okay...what do I do? I awkwardly sat down on his lap. Awkward, awkward, awkward...that's the only word to describe the feeling... Like, I was just sitting...on him! I could already tell that Fang was most likely laughing to herself. This is so her fault.

"Are you...comfortable?" I heard him ask.

"What? Uh...yeah." I said, making no eye contact whatsoever. This is the most embarrassing moment of my life. The airship hasn't even started to move yet, and it's going to be twenty minutes long... Kill me.

"Alright," said Rygdea, "is everyone ready?"

"Yes." I said almost immediately. Please, just start it already! I just want to get this over with, and forget that this ever happened. I heard the sweet sound of the engine firing up. Finally. Suddenly, I felt one of Hope's arm go around my waist. Instantly, I flinched.

"Hope?" I squeaked out of surprise.

"...Don't want you to fall off or anything." He said quickly. I blushed, hoping that he wouldn't notice. He began to remove his arm. "If it makes you uncomfortable I'll just-"

"No it's fine." I cut him off. That didn't sound like I was desperate or something, did it? I mean, I'm not going to lie, but it's not that I mind really. Because, seriously, I don't. In fact, I kind of loved it. Actually, no. I just loved it.

"O-okay." He stammered, wrapping it around me again. I looked in the direction of Fang, who had her signature smirk all over her face. I swear...one day I'll get her back, if that's even possible. Then again, she can just stab me with her spear and I'm dead in a second. That spear is even taller than her, which, obviously, is a lot taller than me. I hate being so short.

For the whole ride, Hope and I didn't say a word to each other. There wasn't anything to say really. Weird, when put in an awkward situation, people tend to not talk at all. They think that by not talking, things will seem less weird. In reality, it actually makes it ten times worse and more awkward than it was before. That's so confusing, but strangely, I understand it though.

I looked outside the window to see the Palemecia right ahead of us. I sighed in relief, knowing that this whole thing will be over and put behind us. However, it wasn't that bad. Hope's arm was around me literally the whole time, and there was nothing wrong with that, was there?

Our small airship landed carefully on the main deck of the Palemecia.

"Here we are," Rgydea spoke, "now go put those PSICOMs in their place."

"Don't worry, we will. Thanks for everything." said Snow. I hastily hopped right off of Hope's lap as we all made our way outside, waving goodbyes to Rygdea for all he's done for us.

Right as we made our way to the middle of the deck, we stopped in our tracks once we heard some announcer speak up. "Code Red! Repeat: Code Red! Attention all crew: this is not a drill. Code Red!" Suddenly, there were three PSICOM soldiers right infront of us with guns pointing in our direction. Oh joy.

"All right, let's tear them up." Snow said.

"Stay focused, we're here for Vanille and Sazh." said Lightning, while pulling out her gunblade. It was five against three, this would be a piece of cake. Besides, this is my new hobby after all so I think I've mastered the technique of PSICOM hunting.

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Uhh yeah I know, it's short! I feel it's short, atleast. The next chapter will be action-packed, believe me! And I PROMISE that I will update very soon. :)