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Hey all, this is a collection of short stories with our favorite PAW Patrol Characters.

The first story here focuses on the loveable mixed-breed recycling pup, Rocky. I think he deserves more attention and is a fun character to write. Please enjoy Rocky's Reunion!

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The numbers on the elevator counted up until finally reaching floor number 15.

"In you go," grumbled the man on the right, motioning for the gray mixed-breed pup to step into the elevator.

Rocky had no idea where he was. Just hours ago, he was playing in the warm sun of Adventure Bay. He was chasing after a ball kicked by Zuma when out of nowhere he was grabbed by a pair of strong hands. He remembered looking up and seeing a dark-suited man with sunglasses, who spoke into an earpiece, "10-4, target acquired. We'll be there soon." After that, Rocky's memory went blank. He must have passed out, only to be jolted awake by the rough landing of a helicopter.

His captors lead him out of the helicopter and into a dark passageway. The only thing Rocky could tell was they had landed on top of a tall building. He was flanked on either side by dark-suited men; he recognized one as his abductor but the other was unfamiliar. Soon, they reached an elevator.

As they waited for the elevator car to arrive, Rocky couldn't help but think of his friends back in Adventure Bay. Ryder, the team's venerable leader, was like a father-figure to Rocky. He taught Rocky all of the mechanical skills the pup relied on to create and build new inventions for the team. He thought about the rest of the pups. Chase, the second in command. Rocky loathed Chase's early morning wake-up calls, but at this moment, he would give anything to have that back. Marshall, the goofy pup. Rocky constantly had to dodge his water cannons. He chuckled a little recalling Marshall's last entry into the lookout; Rubble had left a skateboard in front of the door, and Marshall managed to fall on it, backwards, and skate around and around the lookout before being catapulted through the doors and into the pups. He joked, "I call that, the backwards flying pup," causing all the pups to laugh.

Lastly, though, he thought of Zuma. The chocolate lab was more than a team-mate to Rocky; he was a brother. They couldn't have been more different, with Zuma loving the water and Rocky avoiding it at all costs. But the two were inseparable from the moment they joined the team.

Rocky felt a twinge of sadness. The PAW Patrol was the only family Rocky remembered. He lost his parents when he was just a tiny pup, barely able to recall their faces. He ended up wandering the streets of Adventure Bay until Ryder happened to find him. Ryder was amazed with Rocky's creations for survival and immediately awarded him a tag and vehicle for the PAW Patrol. Rocky was behind many of the PAW Patrol's greatest inventions, including the flight packs, as well as the Sea Patroller. As much as Rocky hated the water, he vowed to invent wet suits for all the pups for water rescues. For a pup who rarely showed emotion, Rocky felt tears beginning to form in his eyes. He only hoped his captors didn't see his momentary weakness.

As the elevator continued to move down, Rocky heard one of the men say, "Just about there, sir." The elevator began to slow down, stopping on floor 5. 5, Rocky thought to himself. My number on the PAW Patrol…his thoughts were interrupted as he was told to step out of the elevator.

The group walked through a hall of doors, the only sound heard was the buzzing of the fluorescent light bulbs illuminating their path. As they reached the end of the hallway, one of the men knocked on a brown, wooden door. The door slowly opened, revealing a large room with plush leather chairs and multiple computer monitors. Rocky was amazed by what he saw; he had become a computer aficionado working with Ryder on the many inventions for the team. Soon, Rocky and the men were joined by a well-dressed man, who looked down at the mixed-breed pup. Rocky immediately recognized who was standing before him.

"Mr. Prime Minister," Rocky gasped, not able to grasp what was happening.

"Rocky, I am so glad to finally meet you. I have heard so much about you and the rest of the PAW Patrol. Please, come inside." The Prime Minister gestured for Rocky to follow him into the room. "Can I get you anything?" He asked, smiling at the pup.

"I could use some water," Rocky answered, his voice shaking with nervousness.

The prime minister directed one of the men with Rocky to grab a bottle and bowl for the water. Rocky thanked the man and thirstily enjoyed the fresh, cool water. When he was finished, he looked up at the Prime Minister with wide eyes.

"Ah, yes, I'm sure you have many questions. I will be happy to answer anything you may ask, but before we do so, I have something to show you." Rocky saw a twinkle in the Prime Minister's eyes, followed by a smile. Rocky walked behind the Prime Minister into a smaller room. The room was brighter, with two small windows letting in the late-afternoon sunlight. Rocky saw two office chairs facing computer monitors. The Prime Minister cleared his throat and the chairs turned around. Rocky could not believe what he saw.

"Mom…Dad…" Rocky called out. He was certain this was a dream. His parents hopped off the chairs and approached the pup.

"Rocky, son! We've missed you," his mother, a white shepherd said, giving her son a hug.

"I'm sorry we left you," his father, a grey retriever mix continued.

"But, you guys died. I was forced to live by myself, and struggle on the streets. What if I wouldn't have made it?" Rocky stuttered, feeling his tears once again returning.

"Rocky, we watched you grow. We were always right there, even though you couldn't see us. It was the hardest thing we ever did. If you were ever in trouble, we made sure to protect you. Weren't you surprised at how little trouble you encountered?" His mother answered, hugging him closer.

Rocky thought back for a minute, realizing his life as a stray was easy. He was always able to find what he needed, though ingenuity was necessary to create his tools.

"Rocky, son, it was all a test. We knew from a young age you had the skills and abilities to do great things, but we also saw your heart. You always wanted to help out. That's why we gave you a position on the PAW Patrol. We knew with our jobs we wouldn't be able to give you the companionship a young pup needs, so we entrusted Ryder with your care. As soon as we knew you were comfortable living with Ryder and the PAW Patrol, we had to move. We've always had an eye on you, though we weren't always there in person." Rocky's dad explained, patting his son on the back.

"But, why?" Rocky wondered aloud, unable to come up with anything else to say.

"Son, we know you're overwhelmed. Let us explain," Rocky's mom replied.

The two dogs filled Rocky in on all of their secrets. They were both skilled canines within the government's secret services department. Rocky was their only pup, and they knew he needed friendship to grow. Their jobs would have them moving around the country at a moment's notice and they did not want Rocky to have to deal with that. The PAW Patrol is a division of the secret services, training young exceptional canines in different roles to one day become experts in certain divisions. As they explained all of the roles of the PAW Patrol to Rocky, he began to understand.

"Rocky, we know you won't be able to forgive us right away, but hopefully you understand this was for the best." The Prime minister spoke to Rocky as his parents finished the story. "We always planned on reuniting you with your family when the time was right. We've seen the successes you and the PAW Patrol have had and knew that it was time you learned the truth."

"Do all of the other members know about this?" Rocky asked, wondering why his friends never told him.

"They did not," the Prime minister answered, "until today. None of their parents are in the secret services, so they were able to talk and visit them on a regular basis. Since the time was right for you to be reunited and learn the truth, we also sent agents to Adventure Bay to explain everything to the rest of the team."

Rocky nodded, realizing his friends had no idea either.

"So what happens now?" Rocky asked, looking over at his parents and the Prime Minister. "I don't want to leave my friends."

"You don't have to," Rocky's father answered. "Your mother and I have reached retirement with the active services and will be moving to Adventure Bay. We will be tasked with advanced training for the PAW Patrol, as well as new recruitment for the organization."

Rocky gasped, realizing what he just heard. "You mean, you guys are coming home!" He grabbed his parents into a hug. "I can't wait for you to meet the rest of my friends and help out with the PAW Patrol!"

The three dogs embraced for what felt like minutes, so happy to be reunited again.