A/N: this is the sequel to Her Sorrowful Past, I don't own Final Fantasy, but I do own the plot and Luna.
Summary: How would she get him to trust her without scaring him away. She was practically a stranger to him with only a past that linked her to him. After a month of living in Nibelheim with a man she only ran into by chance, how hard would she have to keep trying before one of them eventually cracked?
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It had been exactly a month since Vincent and Luna had fatefully met in the basement of the Shinra mansion. The young female had rightfully made herself at home in one of the rooms without a single word.
Vincent had practically done his best to avoid Luna, yet often found himself coming to her aid when she would wake up a tearful, mumbling mess, disorientated and shaky from a night terror. This night in particular was one of those nights where he found himself watching her from the shadows as she tossed and turned restlessly in her bed.
' a young girl ran through a beautiful garden in the late spring breeze, laughter filling the air as her older sister playfully chased her. Turning around though she found herself alone, only her sisters laugh remained, haunting her as she searched desperately for the missing young female.
She blinked again waking up to the sound of a beeping monitor, an IV in her arm and a pipe down her throat helping her breath. Next to her, her parents sat looking depressed, her mother in tears as her father tried his best to console her.
Luna tried desperately to let them know she was alive, tried to reach out to them but her arm wouldn't move, tried to speak, yet she had no voice as she watched a doctor walk into the room looking sad at the couple who cried over her.
" my sincerest apologies Mr and Mrs Crescent, your daughters condition is not clearing, she is getting worse, if she lasts another month before her heart fails it will be a miracle, donors are scarce and her blood group makes it even harder to come across a heart for her."
She froze as she watched her father break down and nod slowly, still trying to console her mother, before they both stood and left the room she was in.
Luna closed her eyes and woke up yet again, but this time she couldn't see anything, she could hear people talking, yet the voices where strange. Her body hurt, the IV in her arm burnt her. Her whole body felt like it was on fire. But she could only let out a near silent groan.
"The doctors thought she was good as dead with her heart failing when they donated her to me for research. She seems to be doing well though with the Omega cells I have implanted in her, she may just be strong enough to over come it."
"Hmm that is rather an amazing finding Professor, but who is the girl?"
"Her papers said she is Luna Crescent, only a mere eighteen years old, I believe her older sister is transferring here in the next month to work with me. She currently works for Grimoire Valentine as an assistant."
"Does she know of her sisters state?"
" No and it will never come to light even if the girl survives or not, she won't remember a thing. Her vitals after all are stable so she may awaken at anytime in the near or far future."
Soon again her world went black and silent. When she awoke again she was running, running from some horrid beast that chased her...."
Luna woke up with a jolt, tears streaming down her face as she looked around her, her chest rapidly rising and falling as she panted hoarsely. She only calmed when she sensed she was being watched by Vincent even though he didn't immediately show himself.
Letting out a breath she wasn't aware she was holding in she fell back down against her pillows and glanced at the moon. Her night terror was so vivid and she had been having similar ones most of the time.
"Hey, Vincent don't you ever get tired of not sleeping because of me?" She asked in a soft voice.
"No." Came his reply as he moved to an antique couch she had fixed and sat down so she could see him.
"Every time, they are so vivid and I can do nothing in them. I hardly remember much about myself, my family is dead, yet I'm still here, I should be on my death bed if not close but I'm still young and we'll... sometimes I don't even know what or who I am." She admitted quietly.
Vincent remained silent as he watched her from the couch.
"When I found the journal I was so happy that I could start patching together what I had missed, but it's all been so unpleasant. My sister going missing, my mother and father dying in a fire, then her journal telling me of some scientist she fell in love with and their plans to have a child, things about you and I assume your father and how fond she was of both of you." She frowned a small frown as she glanced at the silent man.
"I want to find that man's laboratory he worked in and I want to find out about me and I want to find my sister and just know that she is okay." She sighed out softly when a soft shuffle from the couch caught her attention.
" I can take you, to see your sister if that would help, but I am afraid the laboratory you searching for has long since been destroyed." He watched her face carefully as she looked up at him and nodded slowly.
"Thank you Vincent." She said softly as she lay down and fell asleep yet again.
Vincent sat watching her carefully. He had really loved her sister so deeply, yet every time he looked over at Luna he found himself been drawn closer to her and he wasn't sure if he liked it or not.
"The past is never pleasant..." He mumbled softly to himself as he watched her before moving to her desk and looking over at his old photograph. "Not mine, nor yours..." He spoke as he looked over a picture of a younger Lucrecia and a small, smiling Luna.
He looked over at the journal and ran his fingers over the aged leather cover before picking it up and walking over to the couch with it, curious to what was in it. After all Luna had offered him the chance to read through it when he felt ready on evening when she had made them a small stew to eat for dinner.
He glanced over at her sleeping form then to the book in his lap before opening the aged cover.
'Today I finally started my work as an apprentice under Mr Grimoire Valentine, he is such a kind man with endless knowledge on the world around him. His wife is also a very lovely woman and their son is simply the sweetest little boy ever who dotes on his father.'
' Mr Valentine and I made the discovery of a life time today, though after we discovered the cave he was sadly taken from the world, my heart bleeds for his wife and son, I tried to let our knowledge of chaos materia be known but no one believes me, all our research is laughed at.'
More pages flipped through...
' tomorrow I start work with Professor Hojo, he believe me, believes what Grimoire and I discovered, I was contacted today about my family, I am so heart broken that they have passed. I was told they found my parents but not my sister. I worry for her, I really hope she is still alive and well..."
"Today Grimoire's son came to the facility, it would turn out that he has been assigned to protect us while we work, I feel so guilty that I knew his father and him as a child, but I cannot tell him just yet. I am still so fond of him, he has grown into a fine young man, I wish my sister could meet him someday, if only I could find her."
"It seems I have developed feelings for Professor Hojo and we have decided to have a child, his name will be decided still by us, I am so excited to be a mother I cannot contain my excitement, how I wish my sister could be here with me to share my joy... Vincent seemed upset today though, he confronted the professor and seemed upset with me when we spoke."
" I wish Vincent wasn't so silent, he keeps to himself mostly but we have grown close , tomorrow I think I should let him know that I worked under his father as an apprentice, I miss Grimoire dearly."
Vincent continued to flip through the pages that seemed to hold every detail of Lucrecia's days, her feelings, her thoughts, her wishes and desires. He paged until he stopped on one of the last few pages, it was to do with his death and how devastated she was, how she fought to bring him back yet he just wouldn't wake up.
He glanced over the last pages until finally he reached the end of the journal. Nothing was mentioned about what was done to her sister and it seemed she never knew that her own sister had been experimented on and was still alive.
Glancing over at Luna he stood and placed the journal down before leaving her room.
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