Good afternoon, everyone! I told you all I had a brand new story lined up, and I wasn't lying! This time, our star is none other than BROCK! That's right, I've finally decided to pair Brock up :P But with who? That might be obvious. But more importantly...why? And how? You'll find out as you read on! But first, some ages...

Elizabeth: 6

Misty: 33

Brock: 38

And a reminder that I do not own Pokémon or any of their characters, save for any OCs who may show up throughout this little tale, including Elizabeth :)

For the Love of Brock

Chapter One

On a warm, sunny September day, Elizabeth Ketchum was walking alongside her godfather Brock, looking up curiously at the older man.

"Brock?" Elizabeth squeaked.

"What's up Lizzie?"

"How come you're not married?"

Brock stopped dead in his tracks. Elizabeth stopped next to him, confused as to why Brock had stopped so abruptly.

"Uh…well you see Lizzie…I…I just haven't found the right girl yet!" Brock chuckled as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Hey, my Daddy does that when he gets nervous!" Elizabeth giggled.

"Err, come on, cutie pie!" Brock cried, grabbing the little girl's hand and beginning to skip with her, "we've got to get you back to your Mommy!"

"Why?" Elizabeth inquired.

Brock sighed. Elizabeth was almost too curious for her own good. Just like Misty. "Because I bet she really misses you! You're her only baby left."

"I'm not a baby," Elizabeth scrunched her nose up, "and she doesn't miss Aiden or Michelle. She's happy for them!"

Brock couldn't believe that Elizabeth didn't remember how miserable Misty was after her and Ash's two older children left for their Pokémon journeys. But then again, Elizabeth was only four years old at the time, and her memories of the drama were probably very limited. Misty was much better at hiding her feelings on the subject now.

Brock smiled. "Yeah, but she still loves you dearly."

Elizabeth frowned. "You love me, don't you Brock?" She was beginning to get the feeling that she was unwanted.

"Of course I love you, sweetheart!" Brock laughed as he patted the girl's head. "You're very dear to me."

"Okay," Elizabeth sighed. She was clearly happy that Brock didn't dislike her. Squinting her eyes, Elizabeth looked over one of the rolling hills of the path before pointing outwards and jumping up excitedly. "Look Brock! I can see the gym from here!"

"Me too," Brock folded his arms, "it's not hard to miss. It's a pretty crazy looking thing, isn't it?"

"It has pink on it," Elizabeth commented. She didn't care how stupid the building looked so long as it involved her absolute favorite color.

"Yes, that does make you happy, doesn't it?"

"I'll race you!" Elizabeth called as she bolted down the hill. Brock gasped and chased after her, although the attempt was futile.

"L…Lizzie, come on!" Brock panted, "I'm old here!"

"But you're fast like Daddy!" Elizabeth replied without turning around.

"No, I'm certainly not as fast as your Daddy!" Brock shook his head with a little chuckle. Elizabeth kept on running until she neared a busy street, which caused Brock to panic and pick up the pace. Overworking his system, Brock finally caught up to the young girl, but she had already stopped on the corner.

"I know not to cross the street alone, silly Brock," Elizabeth giggled, "Mommy always tells me to wait for an adult."

"Your…Mommy…is very…smart," Brock puffed, offering his hand to the smaller red head. Elizabeth grinned cheekily, a look very reminiscent of her father, and slipped her hand into Brock's.

The Pokémon doctor led her across the street before letting her run towards the gym once more. There weren't any other busy streets near the place, so Brock assumed it would be okay to give the child a little freedom.

Her words still resonated in his head, however. Why hadn't he found a girl yet? He'd tried, obviously he had. But so far; nothing. And he was getting on in years. Groaning inwardly, Brock came to a silent decision.

"Mommy!"

Elizabeth's angelic little voice broke Brock out of his trance. She was running towards Misty, her dark red hair flying out behind her. Misty, in turn, was beaming like the sun and holding her arms out for the child.

"Hello Lizzie!" Misty cooed as the younger girl jumped at her to deliver a tight hug. "Did you have fun with Brock today?"

"Of course!" Elizabeth giggled, resting her head on her mother's shoulder. "Carry me."

"Lizzie, you're a bit too big to be carried around, don't you think?" Misty winced, "you're six years old, after all."

"Please Mommy?" Elizabeth begged with a pout. Brock smirked. He knew what Misty's response was going to be after that.

"Alright. Just this once."

"Yay!" Elizabeth cheered before putting her head down once again.

"Now how'd I know you wouldn't be able to refuse that little face?" Brock asked teasingly.

"She's got Ash's face," Misty tried to defend herself with a little pout of her own. "I know you guys don't see it because she pretty much has my coloring, but this little girl pulls Ash faces."

"No, I can see it," Brock agreed. Misty examined the older man's face very carefully, which perplexed the Pokémon doctor greatly. "What's up, Misty?"

"Is something wrong, Brock?" Misty asked softly.

"Huh? No. Why?"

Misty slightly narrowed her eyes. "Yes there is. Something is wrong."

"Nothing is wrong," Brock groaned. "Really, Misty. I don't see where you're getting that idea from."

"Your face!" Misty sighed, rolling her eyes as though it were obvious. "Come on Brock, tell me what's up."

"You're very observant Misty," Brock finally gave in with a heavy sigh.

Misty nodded, "I know that. Now, quit skipping around the question and answer me."

"Fine. Elizabeth asked me a question before. A pretty good one, I suppose. She wanted to know why I wasn't married."

"Elizabeth, that isn't an appropriate question," Misty scolded the child. When she got no response, Misty glanced down and clicked her tongue. Elizabeth, as it would turn out, was fast asleep in Misty's arms. "Such an Ash…"

Brock smirked. "It's alright Misty, I wasn't offended by it. She has a point. It's a little strange that I haven't found anyone by now. And I'm so much older. No girl would want to be with me. So, I figure I should just give up."

"Brock, you can never give up on love," Misty replied sternly.

"But Misty-"

"No buts mister!" Misty interrupted. "One day, you're going to find the perfect woman. I'm sure of it! All you have to do is keep looking."

"But I've been looking!" Brock sighed, sagging his shoulders, "ever since I was a kid, pretty much. I guess I just can't be as lucky as you and Ash."

"Don't say that Brock," Misty comforted him. "You will find someone who loves you the way Ash loves me. And you'll love them back the way I love Ash."

"I don't know…" Brock sighed.

"Tell you what," Misty crooned, smiling softly, "what if I help you out?"

"Huh? How are you gonna' do that?"

"I can give you advice and things like that!" Misty giggled, "I'm a woman, aren't I? I know what we look for in a guy."

"That's true," Brock mused.

"So come on! I'll go with you tomorrow, and we'll see what we can do."

"Go with me where?"

"Um…I don't know…" Misty murmured. "But I'm sure we'll figure out something! Please?"

"If you insist," Brock finally gave in, his voice still wavering with uncertainty.

"Perfect!" Misty cheered, "Don't worry Brock. I'm going to help you find love if it's the last thing I do!"

Brock sighed and smacked a hand against his forehead.

Well, Misty, it may very well be the last thing you do. Because I don't see how this is going to ever work.

Cheer up, Brock! Misty's gonna help you! Uh...right?

So, what IS going to happen when Misty tries to help Brock find true love? You'll find out! Until then, leave a review and tell me what you think is going to happen! If you guys give me positive feedback, you could have a brand new chapter by...tomorrow? ;)