Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Du, Du hast, Du Hasst Mich ❯ Three ( Chapter 3 )

"Cid? Cid?" Shera asked, wandering into the kitchen. "Cid, what's that noise?"

She flipped the lights on. No Cid.

"Cid, you left the door open. And the phone's off the hook," she said, mostly to herself. At least she has answered her own question about the noise. She hung the phone back up and it rang immediately. "Hello?"

"Shera?" It was Cid, he sounded like he was in pain. He hadn't decided to go flying after five beers, had he? "Shera, I've been trying to contact you for an hour."

"You left the phone off the hook," she said, failing to suppress a yawn.

"I need you to get over here."

"Where's 'here' Cid?"

"The hospital."

"Cid, it's five in the morning, what the hell are you doing calling from the hospital?"

"They found Vincent."

Shera dropped the phone and ran to get dressed. A few minutes later she ran out the door, barely pausing to hang up the phone.