Intervention | By : PhantomChajo Category: Final Fantasy VII > Het - Male/Female Views: 875 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Author's Note Characters may appear OOC. Tried
to keep them as close to cannon as possible, but considering I'm writing this
not the people at SquareEnix, you'll have to deal.
Disclaimers I don't own the boys and girls of
Final Fantasy 7, SquareEnix does.
12 – Bat out of Hell
I'm gonna hit the
highway like a battering ram
on a silver black
phantom bike
When the metal is
hot and the engine is hungry,
and we're all about
to see the light
-- Bat out of hell
by Meatloaf
The next morning Elena
was sitting at her dining table picking at the remains of her late breakfast
when Rude arrived to pick her up. She raised her eyebrow when she looked him up
and down then grinned. “Damn. I don't think I've ever seen you in anything
other then the uniform or fatigues.” She was wearing an old pair of jeans and a
t-shirt which read 'If
at first you don't succeed... well then, my friend, you just fucked up' on
the front.
Rude chuckled as he
entered her apartment. “Don't get much call to dress like this anymore,” he
said. He was wearing ripped jeans tucked into a pair of worn looking biker
boots and a sleeveless muscle shirt. The leather biker jacket was hanging off
one shoulder before he draped it over the back of a chair and sat down.
“Coffee?” Elena asked
as she got up to take her own dishes to the kitchen.
“No thank you,” he
said. “If I drink anymore coffee I'll be stopping ever few blocks to get rid of
it.”
The blonde woman let
out a laugh, shaking her head. “Well I'm ready when you are.”
He nodded and stood
back up. “If you have a jacket better grab it otherwise you might get a little
chilled,” he told her as he picked up his own. He waited till she had her
jacket with her before exiting the apartment.
“So why do I need my
jacket?” she asked as she followed him down to the parking garage.
“You'll see,” he
replied with an enigmatic smile. When the two arrived at the area in question,
Rude had this huge grin on his face that was so out of place for him. “So what
do you think?” he asked showing off his baby proudly.
Elena raised an
eyebrow, “It's a motorcycle.”
“It ain't just a
'motorcycle' girl. It's a Shin-Ra Mark 3 Phantom in prime condition. My baby is
a collector's wet dream,” he said giving her a 'I don't believe you don't know
what this is' look.
She still gave him a
skeptical look. “If you say so Rude,” she said eying the bike. “Why don't I
take my car and meet you there?” she asked starting to step back. “Might be
safer too,” she muttered.
Rude shook his head
and gave a world weary sigh. “Your just like our little red-head when it comes
to my bike. He won't admit it, but he's scared to death to get on it. Says I'll
be the death of him the way he claims I drive,” He said, crossing his arms over
his chest indignantly. “The little punk
flies the copter like a psycho and drives worse.”
Elena had a hard time
hiding the laughing smile at Rude's antics. “Alright, alright. I'll ride with
you for now but if you do drive worse then Reno flies then hang it up. You ride
alone next time,” she said with a laugh, holding up her hands.
Rude smiled as he put
his jacket on then swung his leg over the monster of a motorcycle. Pulling the
key out of his pocket he put it in the ignition and turned it on. “Do you want
on now or after I crank my baby?”
“Uhh... which is
better?”
Rude tipped his head
to the side a moment. “Probably after,” he admitted then toed the kickstand
down. It took only one time before the bike was purring away like a rather smug
feline. Reaching back he patted the seat behind him. “Time to get on,” he said taking
out his sunglasses and sliding them on.
The petite blonde eyed
the bike and it's owner one more time before heaving a sigh and climbing on
behind him. It took her a moment to find where to put her feet then she had to
find a place to hold on.
Rude chuckled as he
walked the bike backwards, out of the parking spot then turned it in the
direction of the exit. “Just grab onto my belt. I promise I won't be going
anywhere,” he told her as he put the bike in gear and started moving forward.
The petite blonde
squeaked as she glanced down to see the pavement rolling by a little more then
a foot below her then buried her head against Rude's leather covered back,
holding on for dear life.
Rude on the other
hand, was enjoying the wind whipping past him. The morning was quite nice
especially after all that had happened in the last few months. The hospital was
closer to the edge of the city so he took his time taking the long way around
to it. The secondary reason was to survey the damage done to the city and to
find out where the harder problems would come from. Somewhere along the way
Elena's grip loosened up and when he turned his head slightly he saw that she
was starting to enjoy herself as well. He smiled and continued cruising on
towards their destination.
“Hey Rude? Why does
riding a motorcycle scare Reno? I'd think flying would be scarier,” Elena asked
once they arrived at the hospital.
“Just after the war,
when he arrived here in Midgar with me, he tried learning how to drive one. One
of the SOLDIER's was teaching him and apparently turned the kid loose way
before he was ready. Reno got into a rather nasty accident. Lucky we had some
of the best medical teams around, still do actually and they were able to patch
him up without leaving any physical scars. But they couldn't do anything about
the mental ones, since then has avoided them like a plague when he can get away
with it.”
Elena snorted softly.
“I don't blame him!”
Their conversation
quieted when they entered the hospital lobby in respect for those people
sitting around talking. No directions were needed as the big man lead the
petite blonde in the direction of the elevators. As they waited patiently, an
elderly couple joined them as well as a couple of nurses. When the door opened,
Rude politely held the door open for everyone to enter before stepping in
himself. He then punched the requested floor buttons. Again he held the door
open for the elderly couple when the elevator arrived at the requested floor.
“Such a nice young
man, isn't he father?” the elderly woman said with a smile and few pats on the
arm.
The elderly man looked
up at him with a squint. “Aye mother, that he is.” He held his wife's arm.
“Kinda reminds me of that young man...” the rest was cut off as the doors
closed.
Elena smothered a
giggle behind her hand, eyes dancing with merriment.
Rude gave her a look
then let out a sigh and shook his head. Every time he was in a hospital or the
like, the same thing happened. Though it happened much less when Reno was with
him since the hyperactive redhead tended to scare off people even if he didn't
mean to. When they arrived at the ICU floor, they stepped off the elevator and
headed to the closed doors. Rude pulled his card out and swiped it through the
reader. A moment later, there was several beeps and the door opened. The
blowers set over the door kicked on automatically. Once the outer doors closed,
Rude had to swipe the card though the reader for the inner door as well before
they opened. The first thing that greeted the two was the main nurses station
since there was only one way in or out of the ICU for visitors, the nurses had
their own way. Rude signed the visitor book then waited for Elena to also sign
in.
“Good morning, how can
I help you?” asked one of the nurses on duty.
“Good morning,” Rude
replied, “we're here to see Reno if it's possible?”
“Just a moment,” the
nurse nodded then looked down at the charts. “Let me call his nurse, just a
moment.” She picked up a phone and placed the call. Several moments later she
hung up then smiled. “Room 1035,” she said standing up and leaned over the
counter slightly to point the direction. “Just head down that way till you
reach the second corridor on the left. You'll see another Nurses station, he's
right across from it.”
Rude and Elena both
nodded, murmuring a thank you to the nurse before heading in the indicated
direction. It wasn't hard at all to find the room in question. When the stepped
in the Nursing assistant that had been sitting in the room looked up and smile.
“Doctor Jorgen is due in to check up on him in the next half hour,” she said
standing up and putting away the book she had been reading. She slipped out of
the room to take a break while they were visiting.
Rude nodded his thanks
before slipping off his jacket and setting it in the chair. “Hey pal,” Rude
said softly as he leaned over the edge of the bed rails, being careful of the
IV and lines and brushed loose strands of fiery red hair from the pale face. “I
brought someone to see you.” He gestured for Elena to come closer to the bed.
“Just cause he's unresponsive, it doesn't mean he can't hear us,” he informed
her.
“Hiya Reno,” she said.
“We kinda miss you being around. Pretty boring without you’re pranks and
trouble making.” She slipped her hand in his lax one and squeezed gently.
“Don’t worry about working too hard when you get back on your feet, the boss
has given us a couple months off.”
The sound of someone
clearing his or her throat alerted Rude to the presence of Dr. Jorgen. He
looked at Elena a moment then nodded. “Keep Reno company I’ll be right back.”
Elena nodded in
return, “Sure thing big guy.” Once Rude stepped away from the bed and went to
talk with the doctor she hesitantly brought a hand up to Reno’s face. Very
lightly she traced the bright red tattoos that adorned his face. “Once your up
and going again, I’d like to hear about these.” She paused a moment
contemplating her next words, moistening her lips as she did. “Actually, I’d
like to get to know you Reno. I realized when you went missing, that I didn’t
really know anything about you except that you’re a real pain in the ass
sometimes.”
“That he can be,” Rude
said coming back to the lithe redhead’s bed. “Looks like we got here in time.
He’s going to be take down to be prepped for surgery in a few minutes.” He
leaned on the railing as he gently ran a hand though the red strands. “From
what the doc said, this is going to be the easiest of the procedures but at the
same time the longest.”
Elena looked up at the
big guy then nodded. “What are they going to do?” she asked.
“All the bones that
had been broken then healed incorrectly are going to be re-broken and reset
properly. Doc says they are going to be using the Materia Stylus so they won’t
have to open him up.”
The blonde winced.
“That’s good, what happens after that?” She had a feeling that she didn’t
really want to know.
“Doc?” Rude turned to
look at the older man who was still standing at the entrance to Reno’s cubical.
Jorgen smiled
slightly. “Once all his bones are properly reset and on the mend, we’ll be
taking care of the marks that have been left behind. Are you familiar with the
treatment a burn patient gets?” he asked. When both shook their heads he
nodded. “Ah, I see. Well the basic gist is that we’ll have to shave off the
area in question then graft on new skin. In this case we use skin taken from
undamaged portions of his body.”
Both Turks made faces
at the description of what was going to take place. Even though they had seen
all sorts of things in the history of their careers, this was not a pleasant
image.
Dr. Jorgen just
chuckled softly. “Don’t worry, Reno will be kept in an induced coma until
everything is healed. Then we’ll bring him out of it slowly so he doesn’t have
any problems or if he does we can catch it early. Once he’s awake it’s just a
matter of physical therapy.” He glanced down the hall a moment then smiled
again. “As much as I hate doing this, I’m afraid it’s time for Reno to be
prepped.”
Rude and Elena said
their good byes to the redhead then stepped out of the way as the nurses moved
everything around so that the bed and all it’s attending machinery could be
wheeled out of the room. The trip back down was rather quiet and somber seeing
how both were lost in their own thoughts. The petite blonde didn’t make a fuss
on the ride from the hospital to Reno’s apartment. It was only after they got
there and saw what the place looked like that the two realized just how bad
Reno had gotten over time.
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