Jessie's House

With your help, we won't need luck. You'll take on just about any job, right? Well, I need you to rob my house. Think you can do that for me? Go in through the back door when the coast is clear. The signal will be obvious.

Cloud was outside, Jessie's home, alone. Wedge and Biggs were acquainted with her mother, and would serve as a distraction. Cloud could hear them in fact, laughter and merriment escaping the thin walls of the suburban home. And then the light flicked on. He smiled inwardly. The signal.

"Once the lights come on," he said to himself, "it's go time."

He slipped through the back door. He thought about Jessie's back door, briefly, but shook his head and focused on his mission.

Inside, you'll find a room with two doors. Don't take the one in front of you. You want the room on the right. That's where you'll find it. We'll be chatting Mom up in the kitchen, so don't even bother being quiet. There's no way she'll ever hear you. Dad'll be in there, but it's okay.

Cloud was half-tempted to surprise Jessie by coming in the door, but that would be mission over, and probably forsake all chances of pussy. He went to the room on the right, opened it quietly and froze. Jessie's dad was laying on a bed, hooked up to monitoring equipment. He appeared to be in a coma.

I need you to grab his Shinra ID card. And yeah, know I should do it myself, but… but I honestly don't think I'm up to it. Just do this for me, okay?

Despite the easy task, Cloud got curious, looking through the room. Pictures of Jessie. Pictures of Jessie's mom. Pictures of the family in happier, healthier times. And a letter ...

Dear Mom and Dad, Sorry for not getting in touch sooner, but… I'm working at the Gold Saucer as an actress now. It wasn't easy, and I had a lot of help from people along the way… but I managed to land a starring role. Enclosed are two tickets to my play. Looking forward to seeing you both there.

Jessie Raspberry was ... the princess? An actress? He was about to bang a starlet? He'd always had the hots for Tifa, but Jessie was a better consolation prize than even he thought ...

My dad ... he was a maintenance supervisor at the reactor.

Cloud reached into his maintenance suit, pulling out an ID card. He felt sorry for the man. Another victim of Shina.

"Thanks, old timer," he said softly, sneaking out the same way he came in.