Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Du, Du hast, Du Hasst Mich ❯ Eight ( Chapter 8 )

Seeing Vincent awake had caused a huge change in Cid's mood. He got the crew together and got them working again. He'd actually got them off the ground and into the air.

They had jobs to do and he was glad to be working again.

Cid was still wary, but he was finally in the mood to get back to life. It was easier to leave Shera to take care of the numbers as well as Vincent now that Cid had actually had a chance to talk to him.

Things would go the way he'd planned now. He'd get Vincent a job on the plane soon. Hell, he'd teach Vincent how to fly it. How often he'd let him he still wasn't sure about, it was still his baby, after all.

The phone rang.

"Goddamnit!" he swore.

The phone had been installed by Shera for Cid to call her in case he went joyriding in the middle of the night and crashed, or at least would be late for dinner. Usually Cid just used it to remind Shera to pick up more beer.

"This had better be about long distance," he said.

"Cid, what is it with this guy and biting people?"

"Shit. What happened? What are the doctors doing? They even think of putting him away and I want you to kick 'em right in the-"

"He had another attack."

"Panic or what?"

"Both, actually. The EEG kept blipping, as if Jenova kept slipping or something, like it wasn't working on his head anymore. The doctor can explain it better, but it's mostly a bunch of technical jargon you don't want to hear."

"Damn right I don't."

"The doctors want to put him on an SSRI."

"That's a television network, right?"

"It's a long term antidepressant. They've been thinking of putting him on it since he got here. They've got him on diazepam at the moment. Kinda a kick in the right direction for his head. They put him on another breathing tube. His breathing was a bit shallow while on the drugs. It's a little one, not like before."

"Has he said anything?"

"Coherently? Not much. He just seems to drool in his sleep mostly. He called me Aeris once, and the doctor Tifa. And he says he loves you. Five times in the last two hours."

"Shera! Keep it down. Hey, stop laughing guys. Hands on the controls, mister!"

"The doctors are worried that he's not eating and won't take the painkillers without someone else there. He doesn't even want to sleep. Oh, and you're going to pick up Cloud."

"I'm what?"

"He was awake for a little bit. Didn't say much, but he insisted on talking to Cloud. In person. Privately. After that, the drugs kicked in."

"That it?"

"I got him to eat half a popsicle. Didn't stay down though."

"Okay. Thanks Shera."

"I'll tell you if anything else happens."

"I don't have to let Cloud drive, do I?"