Two years later.Sora was four, and starting an early kindergarten program. Aeris had found a private academy that accepted him at a reduced tuition cost because of his intelligence. He already knew his addition and multiplication tables, could spell and write his own name. Aeris was an intern at a high profile design company, they loved her work. She waited tables, her smile, tattoos, and piercings earning her nice tips. It wasn't nearly enough, but she didn't let the stress show through to Sora. She took him to the park on her nights off, catching fireflies and playing on the playground equipment. He was used to his bedtime routine, brushing his teeth next to her while she did the same, crossing her eyes at him in the mirror. She did her best to raise him to be "normal", given his parents.
Tifa contacted her shortly after she and Amon arrived in Iraq. She enlisted Aeris to help navigate and track the terrorist's line of communication, offering her pay and benefits after the end of twelve months. Aeris accepted, and she and Sora were set to fly out that night. She was escorted to the airport,
Sora holding her hand. She stopped almost dead in her tracks when she saw Cloud with his own two bodyguards, mentally cursing Tifa.
"We board in five." The guard told the adults.
Sora didn't like strangers, and he hid behind Aeris's leg, one blue eye looking up at Cloud.