"I can't do this again!" Chase snapped, standing up. "I thought this was over after what happened to Ryder!"
"Chase, take a breath." Marshall said, standing up to speak to his friend. "We've gotten through this before, and we'll get through this again. Everything is going to turn out-"
"No! Shut up!" Chase snapped at Marshall before he ran out...
Chase ran out of the Lookout, following his outburst at Marshall, and to Ryder's statue. He couldn't hold it back and be began to cry. "What do I do, Ryder? Help me, tell me what I can do!" The statue remained silent. "Tell me! Tell me!" Chase begged and screamed, choking on his tears.
"I'm sorry I couldn't save you." Chase said, calming down but still crying. "I wanted to, but there was nothing I could have done. Maybe, maybe if I had been faster on my feet, you'd be here now." He wiped his eyes with his paw. "I don't know if I can do this again. Losing you was hard, but now that Alex is running things, it's even harder. He styled his hair and clothes to look like you. Was that something you knew he'd do?"
He smiled. "I'm a father now, Ryder. I have two pups, one is a boy named CJ. He's a chubby house pup. But the other, my little girl, she's a police dog like me. Her name's Copper, get it? After the metal that conducts electricity and one of the nicknames for cops. I'm trying to do this like you did, with me and the other pups, except for Tracker and Everest. I think I saw Copper over here earlier, with her friends. That's right, the rest of the PAW Patrol has pups too." He laughed softly.
"None of us named them after you, but we were in too much pain to do that. I'm sorry we didn't. That we disrespected you." His gaze went from the statue to the stars. "Are you watching us from up in a place high in the stars that we can't follow you to? Or," he looked at the statue, "did you come back as someone new?" He looked back up at the sky, seeing a shooting star. "I wish I knew." He said softly as his eyes followed the path of the star as it made it's round across the sky.
He curled up at the bottom of the statue, letting his walls down completely and crying himself to sleep under the watchful eye of his leader, his father figure, his Ryder.