A/N: This is the second to the last chapter guys. Tomorrow is it.

Tseng entered Rufus' office not ten minutes later, not at all surprised when his secretary told him he was expected.

"Sit down, Tseng," Rufus said calmly, pouring himself a glass of brandy. "Would you care for a drink?"

"Thank you, Sir, but no," Tseng replied evenly.

Rufus sipped from his glass and sat on his couch, gesturing for Tseng to do the same. The Wutain sat precisely at the edge of the couch cushion, turning his attention to his superior.

"I paid a visit to an old friend the other day," Rufus told him, casually. "It turns out he is an exceptional photographer. He loves taking pictures of his daughters, mostly. He recently received full-custody of the little dears. Did you happen to see his work I posted to the Turks website?"

"Sir…"

"Oh, did you not like it?" the President asked in feigned disappointment. "Well, I must admit it was a bit racy for the workplace, but considering your people have fucked each other at least ten times each, it should not have come as such a shock."

Tseng remained silent.

"Your Turks have made a fool of me, Tseng," Rufus remarked coolly. "I do not care to be made to look a fool."

"No, Sir."

"How do you propose we deal with this situation, Tseng?" Rufus asked, setting his glass on a coaster so as not to ruin the expensive coffee table. "Before, when something like this would happen, the offending parties would simply…cease to be."

Tseng glanced at him. "Are you suggesting, Sir, that I eliminate my own people?"

"That's exactly what I'm suggesting."

"Sir, we are no longer that Shin-Ra Company," Tseng stated emphatically. "Everything we have worked toward to clear the Shin-Ra name, to right the wrong done during the Sephiroth crisis, all the work we've done with the WRO…you would throw this away because your girlfriend cheated on you?"

Rufus rose to his feet. "They made me look like a fool!" he roared. He pointed his finger in the Wutain's face. "Deal with this Tseng. Deal with it now, or Odin help me, I will."

Tseng stood to his full height and looked his superior in the eye. "What would you have me do, Sir?" he asked calmly.

"I want Wei Yao dead. I want Magni Zeal dead."

No emotion shone in the black depths. "Yes, Sir."

The church was the same as it had been for nearly a decade, save for the Lifestream pool in the middle of the flowers. It seemed like such a long time ago when Aerith had been here, hiding from him. He could almost make out the Cetran flower girl tending to her flowers, Zack Fair standing beside her with that cocky smirk on his face.

Tseng shook his head and the vision vanished. He glanced at his watch just as he heard footsteps approaching. Wei and Magni walked into building hand-in-hand. Magni wore her concern in her eyes; Wei's revealed nothing.

"He wants you both dead," Tseng said by way of greeting.

Magni sucked in a breath. "So, this is it then?" she asked. "You'll kill us here?"

"No."

"What then, Tseng-sama?" Wei asked. "Why ask us here if not to carry out his wishes?"

The Turk leader's eyes were pained. "I cannot kill one of my own family," he said softly. "I can't do it. Not for Rufus. Not for anybody."

"Then…what do we do?"

Tseng looked from Wei to Magni and back again. Wei had become like a brother to him. They shared the same heritage, the same values, the same code of honor. "I'll make it look like an accident," he said. "I will tell Rufus that I am sending you out on a mission together. I'll tell him I'll sabotage it myself. He will think you were killed during the mission. But you won't be.

"We'll get you into one of the old reactors in Midgar. I'll ensure there will be reports of drug dealers setting up shop there. We'll get you in, get you in a safe bunker, and blow it up. There will be nothing left of you to find, or so Rufus will think. Once it's all clear and he is satisfied, I'll have you relocated with new names. You'll have to use Disguise materia for the rest of your lives; but at least you'll have your lives."

Wei was nodding his head in agreement and Magni hugged herself. "It sounds dangerous," she whispered.

"We're Turks," Tseng told her. "Everything we do is dangerous."

Tseng handled everything himself. He didn't want to involve anyone else in his deceit of the president. If he failed, only Magni, Wei, and himself would die. He would be replaced by Reno and the Turks would carry on. If he implicated anyone else, their lives would be over as well.

He visited the reactor site and constructed a bunker. The explosives he created were lined around the perimeter of the reactor and set with a remote detonation device. Small camps were set up inside the reactor to look like someone had been living there. All that remained now was the mission itself.

"It will look like a complete accident, Sir," Tseng explained. "Once they get inside, I will detonate the explosives and they will be gone. It will look as if the reactor exploded due to a malfunction in the meth labs inside. It will be a tragic loss."

"Excellent. I'll be in the helicopter heading to a press conference. I will see the explosion from the sky."

"Yes, Sir."

A/N: I'll have the final chapter up tomorrow.