The of Jessie

Three floors up, Cloud and Tifa found her, buried in the rubble and barely breathing.

"Jessie!" Tifa cried as Cloud started removing debris.

"Oh, jeez… Tifa… If you could see the look on your face..." Jessie wheezed. Cloud picked the brunette beauty up, laying her in a clean spot by the pillar. "So… you're the guy… who gets to hear my last words… Heh... Lucky me."

"Like hell they're your last!" Cloud said, tears forming in his eyes. This was a girl that wanted to be his.

"It's okay. Cloud... It's okay. They were my bombs. They were all… my victims. I had it… coming." Cloud wiped her brow with the back of his hand. "My hero. So gentle… I… I just wish that… I could've had you over again... fucking me, making me your girl .. I really wanted… to believe… we could..."

"Yeah. You owe me pussy."

"That's right. I do. But… I don't think… Oh no... Tifa's crying. Did I say something wrong? Don't you guys… have somewhere to be? It's not polite… to stare… you know..." Her eyes closed and a final breath escaped her lips. Tears seeped from Cloud's eyes, but only for a moment. There was still work to do.