EDITED ON: April 7th, 2010

Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy XIII. Square Enix owns it. I do not own anything. Do not sue me.

Authorial Notice: This is my first FFXIII story. I hope it's good… I know the summary sucks. I might change the summary if I think of something better. I wasn't going to post this until tomorrow but while watching TV a few minutes ago, I decided to grab my laptop and finish the chapter, thus it being posted. This story is completely AU. I'm currently obsessed with a game called S.W.A.T. 4 and this story idea popped into my head. As the site says, it's FanFiction. Unleash your imagination. :) Enjoy.

Summary: Lightning is a member of SWAT, a special division within the Guardian Corps in Bodhum. Her life is going downhill. Her family is concerned but she brushes it off. They say the work is killing her on the inside. The stress is too much. One person can take it away – but who? -FEMSLASH, AU, LIGHTNING/FANG-

Content: Alternate Universe, Femslash

Rated: M for language, violence, excessive alcohol use, and femslash.

Pairings: Lightning/Fang (femslash), Serah/Snow

Lost Then Found
Chapter One

"Courage is resistance to fear; mastery of fear - not absence of fear."
--Mark Twain

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"Hey, sis!" The obnoxious Snow exclaimed, sitting next to the sergeant.

'Could this night get any worse?' she asked herself.

Sergeant "Lightning" Farron ignored him, taking another swig of the beer, mouth puckering as the bitter warm taste hit her taste buds. She was tired and didn't want to deal with him. "Don't yell. Don't embarrass me…" she scolded.

"How was the mission today?" Snow asked curiously.

Lightning sighed in annoyance, "it was like every other one. I'm trying to relax now, so if you want to chat then chat, but don't be annoying."

"I'll try," he smiled before continuing, "So… did you catch the guy yet?"

"No. Every lead we have is false. Either that or he figured out we were in the building and bolted," the SWAT Sergeant answered, taking a long swig of her beer.

He nodded slowly and ordered a non-alcoholic drink from the bartender. "You'll find him. He's just getting lucky. His luck will run out soon enough," he tried to comfort, "Why does he stay in Bodhum though? That's my question. You'd think that Begum would head to Palumpolum or something, you know? Change his strategy…"

Lightning changed the subject, not wanting to talk about work. "Why are you here?" she asked.

Snow thanked the bartender as he put the drink down in front of him. His face stiffened as he looked at Lightning. "Serah's worried about you."

Lightning closed her eyes and emptied her bottle in her mouth. As her future brother-in-law looked at the sergeant, he noticed something. She had bags under her eyes, indicating the loss of sleep she had refused to give herself the past few weeks.

He sighed and put a gentle hand on her shoulder in a friendly manner. "Light, when was the last time you slept…?" Just as she was about to reply, he interrupted, "a full nights sleep."

She sighed and thought but shook it off, pushing the beer ahead of her and a few bills. "Keep the change," she said to the bartender with bloodshot eyes, pushing herself off of the barstool and towards the door.

"Hey, Light!" Snow said, following her out of the bar and down the somewhat busy street. "Are you going home?"

Lightning stopped, looking at him sternly. "Yes, I am. You're going to go the other direction and leave me alone. I want to walk in peace and, most importantly, alone. That means without an escort."

"But…"

"No, Snow," she forced.

He sighed in defeat and said, "fine. At least go home and get some sleep, sis. You look like shit." With that, he sauntered off in the opposite direction, leaving the light pink haired girl in the middle of the sidewalk, walking with the crowd.

Lightning sighed softly, blinking her eyes to get the 'beer goggles' to go away as her vision was impaired before turning in the direction that she called home. 'When was the last time I actually slept more than two hours…?' she questioned to herself. The more the young sergeant thought about it, she realized she didn't remember. In her line of work (or maybe it was just her), a good nights sleep was, in fact, only two hours.

She was constantly on call. She worked every day. If she wasn't in the office looking at briefings from the previous cases or at the training facility, she was on a mission. She was hardly ever at home to spend time with Serah.

'Serah…'

She had felt bad about never being there for Serah. The most she had talked to her younger sister that week had been a quick in-and-out when she forgot her bulletproof vest the other day. She felt like the worst sister on Cocoon.

When she finally reached the apartment complex, her mind continued to stay on her sister.

She didn't mean to be a bad sister. When their parents died she had to support them somehow… Joining the Corps was the only way. As she reached her apartment, she dug into her pocket and pulled out her house keys, fumbling with the lock. She cursed at it when the key finally managed to turn, unlocking her abode. She stepped in and locked the door behind her.

She looked around her. The lights were off, leaving her in complete darkness. 'Serah must be asleep,' she thought to herself, turning the switch to a low light setting. She walked into the kitchen, opening the refrigerator to grab a beer before walking back into the living room to turn the TV on. She sat down on the couch and pulled a fleece blanket over her, tucking her legs underneath her comfortably.

Lightning flipped through the channels. Not being able to find anything to watch, she settled on the local news.

"In other news, it looks like the Special Weapons and Tactics division of the Bodhum Security Regiment have not been able to catch Javier Begum, the man recently involved in multiple homicides and robberies over Bodum."

Lightning sighed, taking a swig of her beer. She saw the light in the hallway turn on and her sister, Serah Farron, emerge. "Hey. When did you get home?" she asked, rubbing her eyes while taking a seat next to Lightning.

"A few minutes ago. Why don't you go back to bed?" the Sergeant asked softly. "It's midnight."

"I heard the TV going. I figured it was you. I wanted to spend a little bit of time with you," Serah said, pulling the blanket that Lightning was occupying over her, covering the two of them. Her older sister lifted her right arm, allowing Serah to snuggle closer. "You smell like a bar."

"That's because I just left one."

No more was said as the two watched the news on Begum. "If you have any information on Javier Begum's whereabouts, please call the Guardian Corps at…"

"How was your day?" Serah asked, laying her head down on her sisters' leg. Lightning pulled the blanket off of herself to cover Serah.

"It was like any other day…" she felt her voice drift off. She looked down to see Serah's eyes closed, falling asleep slowly. She smiled and got up slowly, "come on, let's get you to bed."

She reached over and pulled Serah up. "I miss you, Light," Serah said, pulling her sister into a hug that Lightning gratefully reciprocated, tightly. "Can we spend the day together tomorrow? My weddings on Monday and I really want to spend a day with you," Lightning's grip loosened sadly as she looked at her sister in the eyes.

"I can't… I have work."

"What about Saturday?"

"Still work..."

"Sunday…?" Lightning was silent. Serah knew the answer and sighed in disappointment. "I guess we'll just have to wait… It'll be a surprise if you even make the wedding," she said, storming off into her room.

"Serah, wait!" The door slammed, leaving Lightning feel defeated and sympathetic towards her sister. "Fuck me…" Lightning mumbled to herself, tossing her empty beer can in the trashcan before walking into her room. She collapsed on her bed and set her alarm clock for three o'clock in the morning.

She kicked her boots off and pulled her skirt down, throwing it on the ground beside her. She reached up and unzipped her tank top, throwing it aimlessly next to her skirt. Closing her eyes, she pulled the blanket to her neck.

Lightning closed her eyes and prayed for a good few hours of sleep before work.

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I know Fang didn't make an appearance, but she will. Next chapter! Please Read and Review. Reviews make my world go round. Plus, you'll get a cookie.