A/N: I found 'Share' to be a good one for Jesse and the boys of AVALANCHE. I enjoyed writing this. : ) And I'm just crazy updating. xD
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy VII Characters and Places belong to Square Enix.
Often times, Jesse found it hard to live in the 7th Heaven bar.
It wasn't as if the building wasn't comfortable, or that the company wasn't good. It was just that, out of all the people who lived there and were part of AVALANCHE, there were only two and a half girls (Marlene only counting as half, since she was still so young). Sharing a living space with four boys day after day, having to deal with their sexism and their macho-attitudes really drove her up the wall at times.
There were good times, of course. Like the time she beat Biggs in a chess match, forcing him to do her chores for a week. Or the time that she and Wedge at an entire large pizza between the two of them, bonding in a way they hadn't before. She thought fondly of the Girls' Nights that she and Tifa would share, including Marlene so that she could feel like a 'big girl' while still have fun dressing up.
She recalled the times she and Barret would stay up late at night, she figuring out the codes while Barret would look over layout maps, trying to figure out where they would have to go to plant a bomb or gather information. She clearly remembered trying to get to know the mysterious Cloud, who at first seemed cold and stand-offish but was really a sweet guy who just wanted things to work out in the end with little to no people hurt.
Then there were those times when the overpowering force of the men would suddenly be upon her. Barret telling Tifa that she couldn't come because she'd be in the way; Biggs and Wedge teasing her for being less physically strong than them because of her girlish figure. The way Cloud would treat her as if she were a dainty thing, watching warily as she walked across pipes and balanced on edges thirty to forty feet in the air, shoulders tense and knees bent, ready to spring at her and catch her if the situation called for it. It was overpowering, and it was because of these reoccurring moments that she sometimes wished she didn't share so much of her life with the boys of AVALANCHE.
Yet now, as she sat bleeding on the ground, staring up at the Plate crashing towards her, she couldn't help but be thankful that she could share her last moments with these boys who tried with all their might to save what they loved.