AN: First chapter of the story. I would be happy for reviews.

Chapter rating: K

"I've found him, Morph. This time I'm sure of it!"

This must be the millionth time the little, pink blob had heard those words. Not that it knew that, so it simply repeated the words the 22-year old spoke.

"Found him - found him," he chipped and received a smile from the boy, who hardly could take his eyes from the drawn map that was hanging on his wall. It had a red string, connecting the different places and planets, a few were simply covered with and X.

Finally, after a long time, he had received a letter from a robo-cop in the other end of the planet, telling him that a cyborg had been spotted, in the city. He had, of Couse gotten this message a ton of times, telling him that "a mysterious male," or "a cyborg" had been seen walking around cities on different planets. And every time it happened, Jim would get all excited. He would feel his heart pound in his chest, and the adrenaline in his body, and he felt like he couldn't sit still. But every time it happened, Jim was either too late, or it would just be everybody else than the cyborg he hoped to find. And just like that, he would put a pin on his map, marking the land the cyborg maybe had walked on.

This time, it was different. He could feel it in his heart that this time, this time for sure, it would be him. And he refused to let him get away this time.

"No, Morph! Not now!"

Jim's partner-in-crime had been trying to flee with the brown-ish captain hat that he used to cover the most of his face. The hat was a bit too big for him, but so was the dark coat and pants, covering him. He couldn't afford being recognized, so he had to look like… well, not him. He had simply found the darkest and cheapest outfit, not caring about the size.

He had ordered the Robo-cops in the area to only report to him, if they fell over something weird, but he hadn't heard anything in the last hour, and people was starting to notice him. He had been sitting in the alley, so that people wouldn't notice him much, but he knew he had to move soon, if he didn't want people to ask questions, but at the same time, this was the place the cyborg had been spotted last, so he couldn't get himself to just walk away and try again another time. But… what the Robo-cop was wrong? What if he was just wasting his time, looking for something that was gone for good? For all he knew, the cyborg could've died, or arrested on another planet.

The thought made Jim sick, his stomach hurt in a way that made him want to punch a wall and just go hide in a hole somewhere.

"Goddammit!" He threw his hat into the wall and got up, making Morph dizzy from the moving. "Let's go back home, Morph," he said with big sigh, tiredness and irritation painted in his face. Morph looked at him, same goofy smile as ever as he pressed himself up against Jim's cheek, which earned him a tired chuckle from the boy.

"It's okay, boy… We'll just try again another time."

He hadn't even stepped out of the alley, when he bumped into someone, and heard a very familiar voice.

"Watch it, mate!"

Jim froze. What should he do? He had left his hat in the alley, so if he looked up, just a tiny bit, the cyborg would definitely recognize him.

"Uhm, sorry I-…" He had tried to make his voice sound deeper, but was cut off, when Morph decided to greet his original master, by chipping happily and snuggle up against the big man's cheek, just as he had done, only seconds ago, to Jim. Jim couldn't even stop the pink blob before he was gone.

"What the…? Morph! What're ye doin' here, you little-…" The cyborg's eyes turned to the frozen man who had bumped into him.

"Jim? Lad, is that you?" Silver raised his robotic hand, and was about to grab a hold of Jims shoulder, when the boy turned around and started running.

He hadn't planned a speech, or even thought about what to say when he had finally found Silver. What could he say? "Hello, how ye doing?" That just sounded stupid! They hadn't even seen each other in… what? Five, maybe six years. The cyborg didn't sound happy, when he had realized that it was Jim standing in front of him. He sounded… Surprised? He had probably forgotten all about him on his journey to who-knew-where, and hadn't expected to actually run into him on the street… literally.

People looked at him, as he ran, tears in his eyes. He was heading towards the starport, to take the next boat home.

He hadn't even realized that Morph was not with him, not until he had finally reached the door to his flat.

When it knocked on the door, Jim was prepared for the worst. He took a deep breath before he opened it, still not looking directly on the cyborg. It was embarrassing, really. Jim had gone through all that trouble to find him, and when he did, he didn't know what to do. He couldn't even run away properly, for God's sake! He let his hand glide through his dark hair, as Morph, the happy idiot, flew inside and settled down at his usual resting spot, known as Jim's dirty laundry. The cyborg coughed awkwardly.

"Morph showed me-.."

"I figured that much."

"Yup, not as dumb as e' looks, eh?"

"Sadly, no," Jim chuckled shortly and cleared his throat, finally looking at Silvers face, eyes locking. The cyborg was smiling. Not that Jim saw it as a bad thing; it was just a weird smile. It didn't have any confidence at all. In fact it looked rather… awkward. Other than that, he hadn't changed, much to Jim's relief.

"So, do ye want to… come in, or something?" It was weird asking that sort of question to a man he hadn't seen in many years. Besides, he didn't get many visitors, mostly his mom, who stopped by sometimes, just to check if he was still alive and to tell him to eat some more.

"Sure," the cyborg hadn't expected that Jim would actually let him in, so he had sounded surprised, which earned him a pair of lifted eyebrows from the boy, as he made space for the big pirate to come in.

"So... Do yeh want anything to drink?" Jim asked, as he closed the door behind him.