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Don�t own them and all that. Short, transitional chapter; I
had to tie up some loose ends before we continued. No warnings other than a bit
of sap.

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Fever: Chapter Seven

Sun lights up the
daytime

Moon lights up the night
(�Fever� by Peggy
Lee)

You know, reputation is a strange thing. Somehow, with this
group, I got the label of �Ladies� Man�. The press picked up on it, after the
Ultimecia Thing, and now everyone knows Irvine Kinneas is an Incorrigible
Flirt.

I�m sure the gang back at Galbadia had no idea who they were
talking about. At my original Garden,
my rep, such as it was, was a lot more
like Squall�s. I spent most of my time trying to be invisible, avoiding the
other guys and their oh so clever ways of amusing themselves at my expense.

Truth be told, I�m not even into the cowboy scene all that
much.

Martine had me rolled out of bed at 0 dark thirty and told
me to get into some civilian garb. I didn�t have any, other than gym sweats,
and for some reason he didn�t want me in anything that could be traced to
Galbadia Garden. So lil� ol� me was dispatched post haste, Martine�s personal
credit card in hand, to find something to wear.

Chocobo Chic opened first. I bought the most expensive stuff
they had.

The memory of Martine�s expression warms me to this day.

An amazing amount of water under the bridge later, here I
am, still role-playing. Only this time I didn�t like the lines I was gonna have
to say.

How do you tell the sweetest girl in the world that less
than two weeks after you took her virginity you slept with two other people?
Two other guys, to be exact. Every guy in our clique.

And now I�m pregnant, how in Hyne�s Great Mercy am I suppose
to tell Selphie that? I don�t even know how I got pregnant.

Wait, it gets better! I don�t know which guy is the father,
either!

I can�t hide this, I
can�t sweet talk it away. I�m going to have to tell her.

I moved aside a stuffed moogle and some puzzle books and sat
myself down on the edge of Selphie�s bed. She�d moved back to her own room once
her fever started going good. At the time, I am ashamed to admit I was
relieved. That little girl was insatiable!

I brushed some damp strands of hair off her face and tried
to look upbeat. �You feelin� okay, Buttercup?�

Selphie smiled up at me like the sun breaking up a rainy
day. I nearly teared up just looking at her. � �m �kay. Sleepy.�

I should let her sleep. But if I don�t tell her now, who
knows when I�ll get the stones to try again? �Selphie, Sweet thing, we need to
talk.�

�Uh oh.� She struggled to sit up in the bed.

I rearranged the pillows behind her, to make her more
comfortable. I pulled out her personal audio system, three paperback books, and
a tray from the lunchroom from behind her back.

�What do we need to talk about?�

I spread the yellow sunflower print comforter up, tucking it
around her small shape. I had to dig out a scrapbook, a few dozen gel pens, and
a wad of laundry to do so.

�Selphie, I� you know how I�ve been sick lately?� The socks
were clean, I started matching them.

She gave a little shriek. �You�re not going to DIEEEEEEEE?!�

I almost dropped the clean clothes. �Hyne, no! � no, I don�t
think so.� I shook my head. �No.� I tried to put the clothes in her dresser,
but they wouldn�t fit. With a sigh I sat on the floor and began straightening
out her drawers.

�Then, what?�

�Doc ran some tests, she found out my hormones and stuff are
all out of whack.� I removed stacks of magazines, old school work, letters,
mostly empty popcorn bags and one sneaker.

�What does that mean, exactly?�

I looked around for her waste can and found it had been made
into a table of sorts by stacks of poster board lying on top of it. On top of
that was a laundry basket full of partially painted Yule decorations.
�Sunshine, how do you live like this?�

Selphie sighed. �Irvy, I love watching you clean my room,
but I thought we needed to talk?� She thought for a moment and brightened up.
�You�re kind of domestic. Ever made a strawberry pie?�

Mmmm, strawberries. My stomach flipped over at the thought
of piecrust, though. I quickly fished my new emergency cure out of my coat
pocket and took a sip from the glass bottle.

Selphie sneezed. �Pickle juice?�

�Miz Dincht�s watermelon rind pickles, � I said, slightly
embarrassed. �Doc said no more beer.�

�Well, there�s got to be some vitamins or something in that,
I guess.� She sounded doubtful. �Hyne,
Sweetie, it�s almost as if you were pregnant.�

I forced myself to meet her eyes. �I am.�

When she didn�t laugh, when her eyes weren�t disgusted or
horrified, some of the barbed wire coiled around my heart loosened. I gave her
my best shit eatin� grin.

Then I burst into tears.

I found my self encircled by Selphie�s arms and it was
enough to make me feel protected. I finally pulled away after dampening the
front of her cotton nightie and searched for a handkerchief. Selphie reached
under the covers and came up with a slightly squashed box of tissues, which she
thrust at me.

�Who�s the father? Squall or Zell?�

Feeling about two inches tall, I said, �You know about that,
too?�

Selphie rolled her eyes. �I can smell them on you, Sweetie.�

�You�re not angry?�

�No� for some reason, because it�s Squall and Zell, I guess�
I�m not. It doesn�t feel like cheating or anything. More like sharing a good
thing, getting everyone to join in. And you know I�m always in favor of that.�

�You�re� not repulsed? By the pregnancy thing?� I sounded so
needy, but I had to know.

�I want a houseful of kids with you, Irvine.� She patted her
own flat tummy. �I was going to tell you, I think we may have started already.
And now�� Selphie laughed. �Sweetie, how can a girl not love a guy who�s really
willing to pitch in and so half the work?�

Squall stood at attention although he was the one issuing
orders. Zell tried to listen but he couldn�t take his eyes off his commander�s
beautiful, ravaged face. Squall had lost weight he couldn�t afford to lose and
his gray eyes were underscored by dark blue shadows.

The Commander reached forward to give an encoded disc to
Quistis. He put one hand down on the desk for balance and even after Quistis
accepted the disc Squall continued to prop himself up.

Zell, unable to wait any longer, said, �Dismissed?�

Squall glanced at Quistis, and seeing she had no questions,
slowly nodded.

Zell slipped around the desk and hugged Squall, pulling the
startled young man close. �It�s gonna be okay, Baby,� he said, rocking him.

Quistis came around the other way and also put her arms
around their leader. She rubbed her face on his shoulder. �You should be in
bed, Squall.�

Squall squirmed but didn�t push them away. He turned his
head so he could stroke his jaw along Quistis� head, and then rub his head
against Zell�s jaw.

��m okay,� Squall murmured. �Rin��

�Rinoa is going to be fine. You don�t remember how sick you
were, with the fever.�

�Yeah,� Zell chimed in, �There was a point there when we
thought the Phoenix Down wasn�t gonna work.�

Quistis grimaced at Zell, a warning he caught a second too
late. He flushed to the roots of his hair. Squall sagged under the words as if
they were blows.

�Hey, Squall, it all worked out okay, don�t fret, Rin�ll��

�Zell, shut up, � Quistis ordered. She and Zell planted
Squall back in his desk chair. In full mommy mode, Quistis continued. �Squall,
you�re exhausted. You were exhausted before Irvine disappeared and what with
the fever and,� she glared at Zell, �everything else that has happened since
I�m amazed you can stand.�

�How is that my fault?� Zell yelped.

�Don�t interrupt.� She took a deep breath. �Squall, if you
don�t make a real effort to get some rest, I am going to have Kadowski remove
you from duty.�

Squall�s eyes turned silver and he bared his teeth at her,
growling a warning.

Quistis shook her head. �No.� She stared back, neither
aggressing nor backing down.

Zell watched Squall�s claws flex and found himself nearly
chewing a hole in his glove. He cut his eyes to Quistis, and then back to
Squall.

Squall closed his eyes and sank back against the padded
leather of his chair. He sighed. �Take
the Ragnarok. Rendezvous with Balamb Garden at the Esther site in three days.�

�You�re gonna let Odine at Rinoa?� Zell gasped.

Bitterly, Squall said, �What choice do I have? He�s the
expert in Sorceresses and nothing Kadowski has done thus far has helped at
all�� Eyes still closed, he continued, �Irvine is terrified and I don�t blame
him. We have to get at the imaging equipment in Esther. And now Selphie is
pregnant, too� Kadowski has no idea what the fever may have done to the fetus.�

Zell reached out and rubbed his commander�s shoulder. �It�s gonna be okay,� he said, with no more
convincing arguments than blind faith. �It�ll all work out.�

Quistis, ever the instructor, attempted to drive her point
home. �And you are going to rest. Sleep in my room if you don�t want anyone to
bother you. Let Selphie look after Rin, she�s already had the fever and seems
to be feeling fine.�

Eagerly, Zell nodded. �Yah, people in comas don�t need quiet
and Selphie is about as unquiet as you can get.�

Squall rubbed his scar. �Take whoever you want as your third
party member. And be careful.�

Quistis saluted and left. Zell, following, hovered near the
door, anxious eyes on Squall. �You take care, too, okay, Baby?� He waited awkwardly for a response, but
receiving none, obediently joined Quistis outside.

Alone again, Squall quickly cast Esuna and then Cura
on himself. The healing spells licked over his weakened bones and tissues and
restored an ever smaller amount of strength. He rested shaking hands on the
keyboard and resolutely went back to work.
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