Yo! This is chapter 12, right? How are you all doing? Good? Awesome! So, I'll start with saying thank you so much for reviewing; I've hit 40 reviews by the way, which is cool, since this is my first fanfiction. Which is why it's kind of a fail at some times. XD SO yes, I'll give you a couple of answers in this chapter for confusing stuff and yeah! I really want to see the Avengers, but cause I can't leave the house and a movie theater could like, kill my body XD , I can't. Grrr…€you fellow Americans out there should tell me in a review if it was good! Or personal message me, whatever works! Enjoy the story!

"They'll know." Vanille smiled, and leaned in towards Hope.

And wrapped his arms around her.

Serah's eyes widened as she saw his hands not going through her; Vanille finally let go and climbed out the window. Serah gave her one last mortified look at Vanille before she saw Hope screaming at the top of his lungs at both of them. Serah felt tears pouring down her eyes before everything went black.

Serah opened her eyes and noticed she was in Hope's room. It was light and beautiful outside, and Hope was asleep soundly.

What just happened?

Sitting up abruptly, Serah took another examination of the room. She stared out the window, confusion clouding in front of her eyes, her heart still racing.

Stepping out of the spot she was at, she walked out of the room and glanced around.

It must have been a dream. It had to be. There was Vanille in it, and she knew that she was gone.

"Didn't sleep well, did you?" Serah yelped, jumping at Lightning's monotone voice.

"Oh! Lightning! Did you sleep well?"

"No."€

"Oh, well, I have class today, and I was wondering if I should go... never mind, I won't-"

"No, it's ok, you can go. Either I or Snow'll stay with Hope."€

"Thank you! What time is it? And also, tell Snow that he doesn't have to go to school today, I mean, if he wants to stay home with you that's fine." €

"Oh, it's 9:04. So I would suggest that you leave soon, and no, Snow is not staying here over my dead body. I am not gonna be with that stubborn thing for the next 7 hours."€

Serah ran out, almost laughing to herself and also feeling hurt that Lightning will never approve of Snow.

Lightning waited a moment before placing herself in Snow's temporary room: the floor in Lightning's bedroom. She chucked a pillow at his face, causing him to sit up abruptly.

"H-hey, Light. It's so early, why are you getting me-"

"You have lessons today, big schoolboy. Go. I'll stay here with Hope, 'k?"€

Snow nodded, still half asleep, and hobbled his way to the bathroom. When Light heard the shower faucet finally turn, she walked back into Hope's room, shaking him slightly.

"Hey, Hope. Wake up, kid." Hope's eyes fluttered open; he blinked a couple of times to regain his surroundings, trying to forget the incredibly strange dream he had.

Lightning was in the dream. She saw Vanille, and so did Hope. He remembered talking to the seeress, and telling her things. He remembered her slight melancholy smile and her beautiful dress, her green eyes similar his, and, the fear in Light's. He remembered everything was dark and eerie, and she had a message. If only Lightning saw what had happened for real, then everyone would believe that Vanille was alive.

"Do you want to go get breakfast or something?" Hope snapped out of his thoughts, trying to make sure the dream would stay as far back into his head as possible.

"N-no, I'm good, thanks, Light." Lightning nodded and reluctantly left Hope's room. It seemed like he wouldn't leave anytime soon. Leaning against the door, she began to recall the dream she had last night. It was sort of like a nightmare. Someone was attacking Hope. Someone in a white dress that looked like Vanille. She remembered the writing she had put on his hand. And how horrified she had been. Never in her life had she been that scared over something as simple as a visitor in the middle of the night. She had dealt with these situations before, enemies coming in, in the middle of the night. But this time it was a dream. It wasn't even real. Why was she even worrying so much if the dream wasn't even real in the first place?

Hope waited until Lightning's footsteps were inaudible to him before he walked over to the window.
He had to go find Vanille again. The dream wouldn't be leaving his head anytime soon, and he had to speak to her.
Hope quietly placed his hands on the window latch and went to yank it open.
Great. It has a lock.
Hope tried twisting the lock, cursing to himself for still being weak and the lock being so tight. He noticed the keyhole and immediately walked into Lightning's room, shuffling through her desk
drawers.
"Come on, it has to be here somewhere... come on!" Hope mumbled to himself, not realizing all the thumping noises he was making.

Snow stepped out of Lightning's shower, silencing himself to hear the sound of banging outside of the bathroom. He got dressed and stepped out of Lightning's bathroom and saw Hope, feverishly shoving things on the floor in Light's room. He watched almost with interest as Hope continued to destroy her room. Snow's heart stopped when he saw Hope grin at a key he pulled out. Snow tried to call his name but felt as if his feet were planted to the floor when he saw Hope hop on one leg, away from the room and down the hall.
Snow finally managed to get up and run towards Hope, who was still limping down the hall. Snow watched him look back and his eyes widen in fear.
"Hope. Give me the key."
Hope's eyes widened as he continued to not say anything. Snow cringed when Hope put his foot down and fell over, yelping in pain and holding his leg and awkwardly crawling away. Snow took advantage of this and sprinted over to him, careful not to touch his legs and grabbing his arms, pinning him down.
"Hope. Hope, look at me. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. It's not that big of a deal. Give me. The key."
Hope shook his head and continued to struggle out of the man's grasp, visibly failing.
"Ok then. The hard way it is." Snow said almost monotone.
He sat down on top of Hope's waist, making sure he didn't put all his weight on the kid. He grabbed hold of Hope's hand and yanked the key out of it, causing Hope's hand to get scratched and little droplets of blood to come out.
Hope looked at Snow, a furious and disappointed expression on his face. He needed that key. He needed to get out and see Vanille. He couldn't have anyone protect him anymore. All that mattered was to make sure that everyone was safe from the fal'cie, especially Lightning. He had to let everybody know Vanille was alive.
Trying to get the key back, Hope twisted his waist and stumbled to get his legs free, kicking Snow in the chest. Snow immediately pinned Hope down again and put the key in his pocket. Hope continued to helplessly squirm and wait until Snow would get off him.
"Hope. I'm sorry, you're just craz - I mean, a bit unstable right now. I need you to calm down. Stop hitting me. Hope. Stop." Hope shook his head as he tried to reach to Snow's pocket. Snow finally stood up and threw Hope over his shoulder, heading down the hall and towards the front of the dorm room.
Lightning was in the kitchen, chugging coffee with her headphones in. She looked up and saw Snow walking briskly with Hope yelping and hitting him. Ripping out her headphones, she ran up to Snow.
"Snow... What the hell are you doing?" Snow pulled the key out of his pocket and stuck Hope next to Lightning.
"Hold him." Snow said, walking into the kitchen. Lightning recognized the seriousness in his voice and kneeled down to Hope, who had fallen on the ground, holding his leg. Lightning grabbed Hope's hands and pulled them behind his back. Hope gasped and looked back at her, his eyes full of hatred. Lightning was taken aback by this and held his wrists tighter. They both looked up and saw Snow throw the key in the sink.
Lightning could hear Hope's heart beating.
Lightning saw Snow turned on the garbage disposal, and heard Hope scream out, bowing his head in defeat.
Lightning sighed and wrapped her arms around Hope; she could tell he was crying.
"Hope, it's not that big of a deal. It's a key, okay. It's a key." Hope went to stand up and run away, but instead hissed in pain, cursing at his leg.
Lightning stood up and motioned Snow to get out of the room. He looked at Hope solemnly and walked with Lightning out of the room, leaving the furious teen helpless. He wanted to crawl, limp, do something to get out of here. Hope waited until he heard them in another room and closed his eyes, trying to think of a way to explain.

"Why did you throw away the key? Did he try to use it?"
"Yeah..."
"What's the big deal, Snow? Seriously, if he wants to go let him. Let him go kill himself for all I care."
Snow backed away slightly. He could tell Lightning was lying.
"Snow... I don't think Hope is psychotic. Okay? I... I had a - a dream last night..."
"Wait. What? I had a weird dream too..."
"Was there Vanille in it?"
"Y - yeah... I was in a room and there was Hope there. He was talking to Vanille and then she left, Hope started screaming and -"
"I had the same dream..."
"Figures."
Lightning suddenly heard Hope calling her name. She walked out, Snow following close behind.
She saw Hope sitting on the floor again, his knees tucked up to his chin and a phone in his hand.
"Who're you talking to?" Hope held up his wrist, causing Snow to stumble back and Lightning to skid forward. It was from the dream. Was Hope not crazy? Was Vanille really alive?
"Lightning." Lightning moved her eyes into Hope's waiting for him to speak again. Serah walked through the door, suddenly hit by all the amount of tension in the room.
"She wants to talk to you. Trust me. It's real."

Ignore that this was a super short chapter. I'm releasing more later this week :-)

It's gonna have more school stuff and more fal'cie stuff instead of Hope and Vanille stuff, cause obviously you may know what happens next XD Arigato!