Disclaimer: I do not own Dave, Balthazar, Becky, or Veronica. Horvath may show up in (much) later chapters. I don't own him either. They all belong to Disney, and the rest of the production team, the directing team, and the actors themselves.

Summary: Jump ahead 16 years after the Sorcerer's Apprentice. I decided that Balthazar and Veronica got married. Dave and Becky got married too. Balthazar had decided to bring up the subject of getting Dave an Apprentice. Or two…

Sixteen Years Later

"I'm only thirty six!"

"How old do you think Merlin was?"

"Two hundred and forty six! I did get around to reading the book, Balthazar!" Dave replied with a pointed roll of his eyes.

"Took you long enough."

"Balthazar," Veronica gently warned him, "He's right."

"Fine. I still think it would be a good idea."

"I agree."

"Becky!" Dave said with shock.

"See?" Balthazar announced with pride. "Even Becky agrees with me."

"Veronica, you've got to help me here." Dave pleaded, "Come on!"

Veronica smiled, "Actually, David, I think it would be a good idea too."

He threw his hand up in the air. "How am I supposed to find an apprentice?"

"It took me about two thousand years to find mine." Balthazar announced proudly, "And, to be honest-"

"You were looking for a certain person," Becky pointed out, "Dave is Merlin's successor. He's not looking for your successors. You two are still alive. And no one knows what happened to what's-his-face."

"So, what do you suggest, O Wise One?" Dave's voice dripped with sarcasm.

"I went out in search."

Dave nodded, "Right. Veronica, you have a better idea, right?"

"No, actually." She shrugged helplessly, "That's how it used to be done, David."

"It's hopeless." Dave sighed and buried his head, "Besides, Merlin had three apprentices."

"Look at how that turned out." Becky reminded him, "One turned evil."

"Well, I don't think I'm going to go out in search of one person who I'm going to teach magic to." Dave announced, "If it took Merlin that long to find you guys, I'm set."

"Dave!"

"No one seems to have a better idea."

"Actually," Becky announced, reaching out for her husband's hand, "I do."

Their eyes turned to her. "What? I'm allowed to have ideas!"

"No one said that you weren't," Dave started.

"It's just that you don't really understand magic." Balthazar cut him off with a sigh. "There's a certain way things are done-have been done, for thousands of years."

"Maybe. But that's how things were done. I think my idea might be a bit quicker and more efficient. And you two would be able to help him." Becky smiled, "And I can just imagine the wide spread effect it just might have on the New York area."

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