I've had this fic in my head for about two weeks now. There will be more chapters, I just can't guarantee the regularity of them. Hopefully they'll be a bit longer as well. This was initially designed as a bit of a teaser, so enjoy.
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October 9th 2026
Over
The throngs of journalists waiting for the attorneys tied up in that incredible case didn't notice the man in the beanie leaving the courthouse. He vaguely assumed they were waiting for the man in the blue suit with the spiky hair to arrive, but as the appearance of Apollo and Trucy triggered a cacophony of questions and the area around the courthouse steps was illuminated by dozens of flashbulbs, he reminded himself that man didn't exist to them anymore.
There was only one person he needed to speak to anyway.
The journey to People Park was shorter than he remembered however by the time he found a bench that was free he was aware that night was starting to fall. He vaguely wondered if the brother and sister in his care had made to back to the office yet.
He was silent for a good few moments before he realised he was crying. Smiling to no one in particular, he reached into his pocket and took out his phone.
She was the last person he called; she was always the last person he called. And the first.
Pressing the phone to his ear he was relieved to hear the tones that indicated the phone at her end was ringing; it was hard to get signal where she was, but she'd made him promise to call her as soon as the trial had finished with the news.
It only took two rings before she picked up.
"It's me." The man in the hoodie spoke.
"I know it's you." The woman replied. "I do have caller I.D. you know."
The man chuckled softly.
"Well," He said, dragging the conversation out for as long as possible; he knew how much she loved the drama. "It's over."
"And…?" He could see her tapping her foot impatiently at this point. "Don't keep me waiting Phoenix Wright."
He laughed at her almost impeccable impression of Franziska.
"They've arrested Kristoph. I've been cleared of commissioning the forgery."
He heard an excited squeal come from the end of the phone.
"Oh my god, that's brilliant!" The woman said enthusiastically. "I'll be on the next train to congratulate you in person."
He did not miss the sultry undertones in her voice. The love of his life was about as subtle as a brick.
"Maybe give it until tomorrow." He said hastily, "I've not told Truce or Apollo about you yet. It might be worth giving Trucy a good twelve hours to get the crazy out of her system."
She laughed. God he loved that laugh almost as much as he loved the woman it belonged to. It wouldn't be a problem anymore, for either of them.
"I have to go." He said, checking his watch. "I'm meeting Thalassa Gramarye at the office in ten minutes."
"Okay, see you tomorrow!"
"I'll see you tomorrow, and every day for the rest of our lives." The man said comfortably, standing up and stretching his free arm before setting off in the direction of his office. "I love you."
He couldn't hear the woman sniff and wipe away the tear falling down her cheek.
"I love you too, Nick."