The sun soon fell. After a few hours of discussing how they both longed to meet the other, they both decided they had to go. Her arm wrapped around him and her head on his shoulder, she stared at the fire Brock had made. They both talked about how they wishes that the moment could last forever. Brock put his stuff together, put out the fire, and knowing Ash and him they had to get back to their houses soon, and started along the way. He was ready to turn to tell Ash that it was getting late, but Ash would know better than to stay the night. He left the two alone, and headed down the trail. Misty, seeing Brock leave, knew that Ash would have to leave soon. She picked her head off his shoulder, and held his hands. "Well, I think you have to go. I wish you could stay longer, but…" Misty's voice trailed off. Ash knew what she meant. They stared into each others eyes. They both had finally met real love. This was a feeling they had never really felt before. They both stood up, Ash helping Misty to her feet. She didn't want to leave. She wanted to stay there forever. But, she had to let him go. While she knew she wouldn't be able to get to sleep, she knew that if she did, she would probably see Ash the next day. Ash, leaning over to Misty, kissed her on the cheek goodnight. And with that, he picked up his stuff, and walked down the trail. Misty stood there for a few moments after he was out of view with a smile on her face. Not for what had just happened, but what would still be to come. She knew that her life had started a new beginning, and this time, she would live it to the best of her abilities. The spot she stood would no longer just be her spot. Misty's secrets are rarely exposed. Whether it be the location of her spot where she goes to be alone, or who she longed to meet, they aren't told often. But when they are, the result would always point towards the best.