A/N: This story is not a part of the chronological order. I only own the story, the OC's belong to their owner. Read, review and enjoy.
Where is Marshall?
Story: It was another day in Adventure bay and Ryder and the pups were exhausted. They've been busy with numerous emergencies every day, one after the other. Most of them required Marshall's service as a medic pup since almost every emergency had someone injured. Their most recent one was this morning when the fire broke out at the flower shop and a few people were trapped inside so Marshall had to do both the firefighter duty and medical duty.
After half an hour, he was back at the Lookout. Chase saw him and walked over to them. "Wow, Marshall. I've never seen you this tired." He pointed out.
"Tell me about it. It's exhausting to go on so many emergencies in a single day." Marshall exclaimed, barely able to keep his eyes open.
"You can say that again." Marshall turned to see Lance and Randy enter. The two joined the PAW Patrol after Lance showed off his mechanic skills by fixing Chase's police truck when it broke down, making him a mechanic pup, and Randy showed off his skills when he helped the team find Alex after he got lost in the forest, making him the searcher pup. Those two skills as well as medical skills were what Ryder was looking for due to so many emergencies, but only two of them were taken. A pup with medical skills was nowhere.
"Even with the two of us helping you, the emergencies are getting more intense." Lance said.
"Yeah, almost every hour passes and someone new needs our help." Randy jumped in. As if on cue, their tags go off.
"PAW Patrol, to the Lookout!"
"Ryder needs us!" The pups shouted as they made their way to the elevator, with Randy shouting, "See what I mean?!"
Since Marshall was getting tired, he couldn't pay attention to where he's going and he tripped over a food bowl, sending him crashing in the elevator. Despite that, they geared up and got in line.
"PAW Patrol, ready for action, Ryder, sir!" Chase announced.
"Great, pups. Because…" Ryder then turned to see Marshall barely able to keep his eyes open. "Marshall, are you alright? You look tired." He asked in worry.
"I am, but I can't… stop." Marshall replied with a yawn.
"Go and rest. This next emergency is in no need of medical attention right now."
Marshall immediately fell asleep after Ryder said that before he continued the briefing.
"Okay, pups. Katie just called. She was taking care of some kittens, but they wandered off to town and we need to round them up and get them back to the pet parlor." Ryder said as he scrolled to the following icons:
"Randy, I need you to sniff the kittens out."
"My sniffer is at your service!" Randy shouted.
"Chase, I need you to use your drone to find them and your herding skills to round them up."
"Spy Chase is on the case!" Chase shouted.
"Skye, I need you to spot the kittens from above."
"Let's take to the sky!" Skye shouted with a back-flip.
"The rest of you, stand by in case I need you. PAW Patrol is on a roll!"
With that said, Ryder, Chase, Skye and Randy deploy.
It isn't long before they gather most of the kittens. Only one more remained. Skye kept searching until she found the kitty.
"Ryder, I found the last kitty! It's in the forest in the clearing! Sending you the coordinates now!"
"Thanks, Skye! We're on our way!" Ryder exclaimed.
Soon, they reached the area where the kitty was meowing in fear. Ryder picked it up and reassured that everything would be okay. But, he soon found out that he was wrong as he saw Chase running towards him before he tripped and fell, spraining his paw in the process, which made him howl in pain.
"Chase!" Ryder exclaimed. "Are you okay?"
Chase whimpered a little. "That hurts, Ryder, sir." He said.
Ryder knew that his police pup would need medical attention, but before he could call Marshall…
"Move over, coming through!" A voice shouted. Ryder and Randy turned around and saw a female Dalmatian running towards them. "I heard a howl. Does anyone need help?" She asked.
"Wait, wait. Who are you?" Randy asked.
"I'm Margareth." The female replied before noticing Chase whimpering and unable to move. "Is that German shepherd alright?" She asked.
"Not really. His name is Chase and he injured his paw." Ryder replied. Margareth walked over to him and examined it before turning to Ryder.
"I may not have an X-ray, but I can tell that it's only a sprain. Anyone has bandages?" She asked.
Randy pulled out a first aid kit from his Pickup and walked over to her. "I have a first aid kit. Would that work?" He asked.
Margareth smiled. "Perfect."
Ryder and Randy were amazed at how Margareth wrapped Chase's paw and instructed him to rest until it heals. They all took Margareth to the Lookout, with Chase carefully maneuvering with his injured paw as he drove so he doesn't put too much pressure on his paw. Once they got back, Lance and Margareth stared at each other, blushing like mad.
Wow. Who is this handsome pup? Margareth thought.
That pup… is so… beautifull. Lance thought.
"Chase, dude!" Zuma exclaimed as he ran over to the others, snapping the two out of their trances. "What happened to you?"
"I sprained my paw. Luckily, this pup wrapped it up." Chase explained, pointing at Margareth.
"What's all this commotion? Can I get at least 5 minutes of sleep?" A voice exclaimed, making Margareth freeze up. She knew that voice all too well and turned around to see a Dalmatian standing in the doorway.
"M-M-Marshall?!" She exclaimed. Marshall immediately looked at the other Dalmatian and his eyes went wide.
"It's… It's you. M-Margareth?" He spoke, already on the verge of tears.
Margareth immediately ran towards the other Dalmatian and hugged him, tears of joy running down her cheeks. "I finally found you! It's been years, Marshall!" She exclaimed.
"I missed you so much, Margareth." Marshall whispered.
The others stared at the two in confusion.
"Marshall? Do you know her?"Chase asked.
Marshall didn't respond as he cried tears of joy of his own, but Margareth spoke. "Of course he knows me, Chase. He's my little brother."
A/N: This story is separated into chapters for a special reason. Don't ask why. Anyway, see ya in the next chapter.