A/N: Big thanks to RatedRSuperStar87 for helping me with the plot. I won't keep you guys! See any errors, point them out.

The sun was beginning to set, leaving the moon to finish the job of keeping the world alight. The street lights switched on to aid drivers when it sensed the approaching darkness. It was the starting of rush hour, meaning people were leaving work and heading home to see their wonderful family. It also meant people were more than likely to not pay as much attention to the other drivers around them. Another veritable that wasn't helping was the heavy downpour of rain. You'd be lucky to survive this trip with your car undamaged.

"Going to be late for my own wedding.." The woman tsked to herself. She reached into her console, retrieving her phone before hitting speed dial. She clicked the phone on speaker, never liking the idea of texting and driving. She drummed her fingers on the steering wheel, pulling to a stop for the red light while waiting for her sister to answer the phone. When she was about to hang up, she heard the girl's voice through the phone.

"Claire! Where are you? The wedding is starting in twenty minutes!" Said Serah, praying her sister didn't get cold feet in hour before the wedding. It wasn't often that her sister backed down on something, she knew, but everyone would at some point. She was ready to support her sister's decision, even if it would hurt her soon-to-be sister-in-law.

Lightning winced at hearing her little sister yell. It was more so from the memories rather the action. She hated how every time her sister said her name, she sounded more and more like their mother, though she would never tell her that. She merged into her left lane, taking another stop for the light. "I know, Serah. Make sure Fang knows I'm running late. I'm having terrible luck with traffic. I have to go, but Serah? I love you." Lightning said, feeling an overwhelming sense to be thankful to everyone that's stood by her through the years. She wanted to make sure her biggest supporter knew she mattered.

Serah was a bit surprised at Lightning's words. She knew her sister had begun hiding her emotions since moving out, she wasn't used to her throwing around the L word like she did as Claire. No, she was Lightning Farron, she burned her connections to the small town girl with the destruction that only lightning can cause. Serah swallowed down her uneasiness to wish her sister goodbye, "I love you too, Light. Be careful, okay?"

"Yeah." Was Lightning's only reply before hanging up and tossing the phone into the seat next to her. She was glad that Serah didn't question the gesture, since she didn't have an explanation for it. She wish she could hear Fang's voice, she had a way of just making her feel at ease. She just wanted to hear three little words, words that never meant anything to her until the woman had said them, now, they were the only words important to her.

Lightning looked both ways, alway being a cautious driver, before making her left turn. The light had turned green while the others stayed red, allowing only turns to be made. In no particular rush, she made her way across, not thinking of checking for cars again. She was too distracted by family to notice the screeching of tires coming from her right. Too involved in her own thoughts to hear the horns signifying her fast approaching danger.

In an instant, Lightning's airbags deploy as her car spun from being slammed by the car that had been speeding, completely ignoring the red light. Lucky for her, he only hit the back-end of her car, causing her to do a 180; she ended in the position opposite than when she started. She shook her head, trying to clear the ringing in her head, but it was no good. Clear minds mean clearer actions. She touched her eye, wiping the blood away from the small cut caused by flying debris. She looked out of the windshield, seeing the strangers wave to grab her attention. She gave them a thumbs up, letting them know she was alright, albeit a little shaken. No one could prepare them for what happened next.

Traveling faster than a train, a police suv hydroplaned into the side of the car, the same side Lightning was on. The onlookers watched in horror as the woman's car flipped after being completely totaled, going around one full time before stopping on its top. They all held their breaths, waiting for the woman to respond, to see another thumbs up. Panic sunk in when she didn't move. Although someone had already called the police, others began calling, frantic for all three drivers. A handful of people ran to the scene, hoping to help in any way possible until the ambulance arrived.

The cop was unharmed, and the bank robber laid unconscious on the wet concrete after a man pulled him out of his car. The worse of it seemed to be Lightning's car. The windows on the left side of the car had been shattered. The whole left side had been so badly dented in, there was no way the door could be open without the Jaws Of Life. One man got down, trying to check the woman's pulse. He noticed the pool of blood collecting at the roof of the car. "Hey! She's losing a lot of blood! Should we flip it?" The man asked his wife, who was on the phone with 911. She asked them before relaying the message to her husband.

"They said try not to shake her too much but to pull her out of the car!" She yelled over the noise. The man got down again, thinking of the best way to help her. He reached for her seat belt first, un-buckling it so that he can better reach the woman. When Lightning's body slumped down, the man quickly repositioned the girl. Instead of her head, she landed on her shoulder. The man waved to the cop, asking for his assistance. Together, both men pulled Lightning from the wrecked vehicle. The first man winced, imagining the pain. The cop looked over the young woman's injuries, looking at the damage he had done.

Besides the blood on her clothes, Lightning had broken glass from the window embedded in her shoulder and face. She had a deep gash on her cheek and her hair was matted with blood, changing the color from pink to red. Where her head laid, another pile of blood was beginning to form, which also explained the pool of the thick, crimson liquid in the car. Light must have banged her head hard on something. There was also a trail of blood coming from the woman's mouth and ears. Everyone felt helpless as they waited for aid to show.

When the ambulance pulled in, two nurses jumped from the back of the truck, quickly pulling a stretcher with them. They reached the unconscious woman on ground, checking her vitals before moving her. The female nurse checked her pulse and lungs, before gesturing the other nurse to help her onto the bed. The police quickly showed, collecting statements from the witnesses, before throwing the criminal in the back of their car. Once Lightning was loaded until the ambulance, the cop from earlier asked for join them, "I want to make sure she's okay and to apologize."

As they sped off, the male nurse called the hospital, informing them of the patient, "Patient's name is Claire Farron, she's a Sergeant in the Guardian Corps. Patient has a deep gash along her cheekbone and a possible concussion. She isn't responding to any activity and may be suffering from internal bleeding." The nurse checked the monitors again, hoping the readings would be better. "her pulse is dropping, I don't know if she's going to make it."

They drove as fast as they could. They ran most red lights, finally pulling into the ER after fifteen long minutes. As the doctor on duty came rushing out, the doors to the ambulance was pushed open, pulling the patient with them. The doctor looked like she seen a ghost, wish she had when her eyes rested on the woman before her. She quickly ordered the nurses to fully examine the woman to see what further damage had been done. Before she could operate, she had to make a phone call. She prayed that she could do whatever she could for the woman. She placed the phone to her ear before rushing inside to help with prep.

xXx

Whispers had erupted from the hall the moment Fang stepped out, letting them know the wedding was going to start later than expected. Everyone that knew Fang, wondered if Light has called it off. Everyone that knew Light, knew that the woman might have gotten he'd up with something. Some just questioned if there was going to be a wedding at all. It wasn't like the woman to be late, but they were sure it must have been important.

Back in the dressing room, Fang paced back and forth as Serah sat, clenching her phone. They had been waiting for the bride to show. The ceremony was scheduled to start over an hour ago, the guests waiting impatiently. Fang was worried. It wasn't Light to hold them up, she was almost early or on time for everything. She was worried something had happened. She tried to ignore her gut, but with each passing second, her mind started to follow. There was a soft, gentle knock on the door before it opened, revealing her younger sister, Vanille. She still had a crease on her forehead, meaning she still hadn't seen the woman.

"I told them that she should be a bit longer. I know you're worried Fang, but please sit down." Vanille said while pulling her sister over to the couch. Fang let out a deep sigh, clearly frustrated with the events. She shoved her fingers through her wild mane, effectively making it messier than before. She closed her eyes, trying to calm down before her mind and gut win over her heart.

"I know I shouldn't, but I just feel like something isn't right. Every ounce of my being wants to look for her, to make sure she's okay. I can't stop thinking that maybe, just maybe, her parents got to her. I just don't know what to do." Fang confessed to the younger girls, letting out a shaky breath. She was hoping that they could convince her she was over thinking things. The room filled with silence though, no one saying how they felt. They all must have thought the same thing.

"Fang, I know my sister. There isn't any other place she'd want to be but here." Serah told her. She regretted the words when she saw the woman's saddened smile.

"I know that, Serah. That's what worries me more." Fang said before she felt her own sister's hands pat her shoulders. She turned to Vanille, feeling warmth from the smile that reached the young miss' eyes. "You know what will cheer you up? A drink!" Vanille exclaimed loudly before pulling a flask from nowhere. Vanille placed the flask in Fang's hand before feeling her phone vibrate against her chest. She reached and retrieved her phone, checking the caller id before answering. "I have to get this, Fang. I'm still on call."

Vanille quietly closed the door before answering the phone. She was annoyed that she received a call at her sister's wedding, but she knew it had to be a good reason. "This better be important, Rose." Vanille hissed into the phone. She heard the people talking in the background. She grimaced when she heard that the patient had internal bleeding, as well as blood filling the lung, which usually meant a lung was punctured. The patient also had a fractured eye socket and glass jammed into their cerebrum, just scratching the amygdala and cutting into the hippocampus.

Having graduated Nursing school, Vanille had been a RN for over six months. Though she was still considered new, she quickly became a favorite for her bubbly attitude and her astounding talent in medicine. It took two nurses to do a job that she could single-handedly do in under twenty minutes. She had taken the day off but promised them she'd be there if they called. She just didn't actually think they'd need her.

The nurse felt bad for the patient, who was more than lucky to still be alive, but she has other things to worry about. She couldn't help but to feel guilty for thinking selfishly. She heard Rose take a deep sigh, can imagine her pinching the bridge of her nose. she let out a sigh of her own before ushering the doctor to explain why she had called, "Rose, with all due respect, I have to get back to my sister. She's worried about-"

"It's Lightning"

The shock hit Vanille like a wave, rippling through her, pulling her into the rough current. She dropped the phone, took in a quick breath of air as the news finally settled in. She didn't need to ask what the woman was talking about. She knew, from Serah's uneasiness and Fang's gut, she knew that patient was her best friend. The tears started falling from her eyes as she thought of Fang. The couple had already been through hell and back, Vanille wasn't sure how much her sister would be able to handle before she just gave up on the woman.

"Van, what's wrong?" Came from behind her as she turned around, locking eyes with Fang. Her eyes went wide, like a deer caught in the headlights, thinking of how her sister was going to react. Serah came from behind Fang, picking up the phone, still hearing the person call out to her friend. She went for the phone, asking about the matter that shook Vanille enough to bring tears. Fang and Vanille watched Serah as it seemed to cause the same reaction that Vanille had moments ago.

"Oh, God..." Serah said as she slowly placed her hand over mouth. She locked eyes with Vanille before looking at Fang, eyes screaming to release the tears she tried her best to hold in. Fang looked between the two, swallowing the lump that lodged in her throat. She felt her heart drop in the pit of her stomach, comfirming what she feared. "Is it Sunshine?" She asked, sounding so weak. She normally hated how her emotions betrayed her tough exterior but right now, she couldn't care less. She visibly tensed as a single tear escaped, traveling slowly down Serah's face.

"I'm sorry, Fang."

A/N: So, as you can see, there's a lot of unanswered questions and for some people, each chapter might make more or answer a few. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy this new story.

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I'll finish with the next chapter of A Walk Through The Park next week, I need to heavily edit it before it's ready for you guys. Anyway, Review, follow or Favorite!