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Defoliation Arc: Mission 002

A/N: Suicune95

We're back! That's right, we've made sequel to our (not so) famous first story, Defoliation Arc: Mission 001. If you loved the first one, you'll hopefully love the second one! If you hated the first one, then I don't see why you would have even clicked on the second one in the first place. We won't be able to update Defoliation Arc: Mission 002 as quickly as the first one because, well, Purple moved. We won't tell you where for safety reasons… Well, anyways, here's chapter one of many more to come!

"Dawn, hurry up or we won't be packed before the moving truck gets here!" Paul yelled from down the hall.

The blue haired girl sniffled as she continued packing the last of the boxes. A few tears fell from her cerulean eyes as she began to close up one of the boxes.

"Dawn, hurry, the movers will be here any minute!" Paul yelled hurriedly, "You're not crying again are you?"

"I can't help it Paul!" Dawn snapped, "California has so many memories, and we're just leaving that all behind!"

"Look Dawn," Paul started, "the company is moving to New York, and so are we. End of discussion."

"I know," Dawn sniffed, "I just always thought we'd be raising the twins here, and living here for a really long time."

As if on cue, a small child's wail was heard from down the hall in the living room.

"Paul, go check on the kids while I finish packing up here," Dawn said, waving Paul away.

"Fine," Paul replied, grumbling about how having kids was such a pain.

Dawn giggled slightly at her husband's grumpy antics. Sure he hadn't wanted a kid, let alone two, but he was making the best of it. Dawn finished closing up the last box with all their stuff in it, and started moving all the boxes from the study of their large house, to the entryway where the movers could pick it up. After she was finished, she went into their living room to help Paul out with the twins.

"What the heck is wrong with you child?" Paul asked their son, who was still crying.

Dawn shook her head, "Paul, what are you doing?"

"Trying to figure out what is wrong with this child!" Paul answered.

"You moron!" Dawn yelled smacking Paul in the back of the head, "He's nine months old, he doesn't talk yet!"

Their nine month old daughter pointed at Paul and said in a cute babyish voice, "Mowon."

Dawn didn't know whether to laugh or squeal in delight. Her child had said her first word which was something good. Also, she'd insulted her husband at the same time, which was even better.

Paul gave their daughter a watered down version of his death glare. "Ha-ha, very funny."

"Oh, lighten up Paul, she's just being a kid," Dawn giggled.

"Yep, she's going to be just like her mother when she grows up," Paul replied mockingly, "annoying and high maintenance."

Dawn smacked Paul on the back of the head again, "When are you going to learn your lesson Paul? If you say something stupid, I will smack you!"

Paul rubbed the back of his head, "You know, how come if a wife hits her husband, it's alright, but if a husband hits his wife, its abuse?"

"Because females are awesome, and the law is sexist. Now go wait for the movers," Dawn shooed him out of the room for the second time that day.

Paul put the twins in the double stroller that they had and rolled them outside to wait for the movers to come and pick up their stuff.

Dawn finished packing up the last of their boxes and followed Paul outside of the house just as the movers pulled up to the curb. Another car pulled up behind the movers truck shortly afterwards.

"May, Misty, Drew, what are you here for?" Dawn asked, placing the last box with the others.

"We're here to say goodbye!" May said with a hint of sadness in her voice as she got out of the car.

Misty walked up to Dawn and hugged her tightly, "We're really going to miss you Dawn! You've always brightened up the day."

"Yeah, you really did Dawn," May said glancing over at Paul, "and you were always there to make it rain again Paul."

"Whatever," Paul responded coldly.

Misty glared at the pair, "Now May, don't start anything on Dawn and Paul's last day here."

"Yes mother," May replied, a bit sarcastically.

"Now Dawn, don't forget to come visit for holidays," Misty said, "and don't forget to call us and let us know how you're doing. Also remember Dawn, there's always email, letters, and smoke signals if all else fails."

"Okay Misty, okay. I'll be sure to keep in contact with you guys," Dawn replied.

"Uh Miss," one of the movers approached Dawn, "we've finished loading up the trucks."

"Thank you sir," Dawn replied as the mover went back to the truck.

"Alright Dawn, we'd better get going. It's a long drive to New York," Paul called, climbing into the car.

Indeed, it was a long drive. Farewell to California.

Ring! Ring! Ring! The steady ringing of a phone interrupted the silence of the calm, summer morning.

Misty was sitting at her desk, in the office, going over some files, when the phone rang. She scooted her chair over to the phone and picked it up.

"Hello? This is Special Agent Misty Kazumi…yes. Okay. I'll be there right away."

Misty hung up the phone, grabbed some papers from her drawer and quickly walked out of her office door, into the hallways.

As Misty came walking into Mr. Hallenfield's office , she also noticed that Drew was sitting on a chair in front of Mr. Hallenfield's desk.

"Ah, Misty. Good morning. Why don't you take a seat? I have some things to discuss with you and Drew. Don't worry, it's not because you two are in trouble. So, you can relax." Said Mr. Hallenfield, chuckling a bit at the end.

"Anyways, I'll get to the point, so I won't be wasting your time," began Mr. Hallenfield. "Some of my superiors have…," he took a deep breath ", well; they're planning on moving this squad up North. I am needed at Virginia for a meeting next week; I will not be available for a while.

"Misty and Drew, you two, along with a few other agents are to be transferred to New York, where you will be working under the command of Unit Chief Gary Oak. Papers have been sent to your offices, which include details about your transfer."

There was a heavy silence in the room. Then Misty finally spoke "Do you know why the squad's being transferred?"

Mr. Hallenfield paused and sipped a bit of his coffee and explained "I don't exactly know. But from what I have heard, I might be replaced from the squad stationed here. Now, if that is all, then you may go back to your individual work." His tone was very different though. He wasn't the usual cheery and funny Mr. Hallenfield. Misty wondered what the executive officers at Headquarters were actually planning.

"You know Drew, that whole meeting seemed a bit off, do you think that Headquarters is planning something?" Misty asked.

"I don't know Misty; squads get moved all the time." Drew answered.

"It just seems a bit off to me…" Misty said.

"Y'know, Chief mentioned the name Gary Oak. It kinda sounds familiar." Misty said after a few moments of silence.

Drew asked, "You know him?"

"Maybe. Can't be sure. I'm going to grab a coffee. See ya." Then, she ran off.

Misty was definitely a bit excited about seeing Dawn in New York, but the whole transfer just bugged her a bit. Transfers of entire squads were usually done when agents were needed overseas. What were the executive commands planning?

A/N: ILuvPurple16

Hey readers. Suicune and I are back!

We're going to keep on writing this story, but it might take a while for updates, Because I kinda had to do some interstate moving. And since Suicune and I aren't going to the same school anymore, the only way we can exchange documents in through email. We're also very sorry if this chapter was a bit short, but they'll get longer as we go along.

Thank you so much for reading this chapter. All types of reviews are appreciated.

-Purple^_^