(edited) Okay, the second chapter is up, sorry for keeping those in suspense for a very long time! I'm not good with updates unfortunately, lol. But it's not as long as the first chapter, I must admit, or, at least that's what I thought. Hopefully you'll enjoy it anyway. Please, tell me what you think so I can improve. For those who are new to 'Waiting For Tomorrow' -- the story so far is about Harley's mysterious encounter with May, during her second Grand Festival, and how Drew played an emotional valued part in the scene. We find out here some more clues and why Brock hilariously isn't present XD However, for some people, be warned, it may frustrate you because...

Officer Jenny stared at Caroline blankly; her face was cheerful and relaxed. From the tone in her voice, it was unlikely Brock was in any kind of danger; although, she could never be too sure, finding a missing person was her duty after all. The young police woman wasn't going to doubt Mrs Maple's words either, and so, said nothing, while tucking away her notebook and pen. "I take it that you know where he is then?" she asked respectfully. Caroline, her pale purple eyes glistening in the morning sun just smiled and nodded.

May glanced over at Ash, wondering whether he knew anything. However all she got was a light shrug. Ash seemed just as clueless as she was. Nevertheless, Drew smirked and waved his hand casually. May stared questionably, with Officer Jenny wondering in interest. He was, to May, the least person to know where Brock could have so mysteriously wondered off too. Although, perhaps she should have realised just how long she knew him. Drew had this annoying habit to know a little too much, he was the first to catch onto Harley's scheme in her very first Grand Festival. It wouldn't be at all surprising if he knew what Brock was up too. May sighed knowingly; she knew Drew wasn't going to share his thoughts, and so, couldn't be bothered forcing an answer.

Officer Jenny however, observed him. Drew looked as if there was no point in perusing further on the matter. Nonetheless, she found his calm and rather smug appearance somewhat surprising, in relation to what he was like that one fateful night;

Flashback

Drew, his facial expression fearful, franticly followed Officer Jenny obediently, with no objections. This had been one tiresome and chaotic day. Unfortunately, he never knew becoming romantically (but reluctantly mind you) involved with someone could bring heartache. It had occurred to Drew, May wasn't like most girls he met. Rather, she was much the opposite, to his amusement. Was it because May saw him as nothing more than an annoying rival, one who is no better than herself and others? Or did he simple enjoy the chase, a harmless game it seemed at the time? Drew hesitated, a blush glowing deeper as he thought about her. It wasn't normally obvious, to him, that he felt this way about May. It wasn't until after his first Grand Festival he participated in, did he finally acknowledge his feelings. And, to make matters worse, Drew remembered how he accidentally let May take the upper-hand in a bickering match. This flustered him quite a fair bit; nevertheless, after the day was over, he made sure he had the last word.

Officer Jenny glanced back at her new companion, as she approached a group of neatly displayed motorbikes in a large shed behind the Police's home base. Each one with the police symbol engraved on the sides in gold. A worrisome frown grew apparent of her face, how could a child so young be so determined? What was his motive? Obviously May and Drew were friends, but never had she witness so much loyalty and devotion at the scene early that day. Especially from a child. Was there more to their relationship then meets the eye? Officer Jenny shook her head; this wasn't of any significance at the moment. They had to find Harley quickly, before he finds a way to escape.

"Officer?" Drew called, "We need to hurry" he continued, ordering almost. Again, the young officer hesitated; she wasn't sure whether it was still a good idea to bring him along. It was midnight after all; he would be extremely tired by morning. But Drew's determination was deep, to the extent he would probably run after her until he collapsed, if she was to take off without him.

"You sure about this?" she whispered faintly…

"I don't really want to know what you meant by that mom" Max began, looking unimpressed; "Let me guess, Brock's hitting on Nurse Joy again isn't he?" he continued, lifting an eyebrow. Ash and May stared at each other hesitantly; "It would be so like him though" May replied, "but I don't understand, what do you mean, she is in good hands?" she asked her mother.

Officer Jenny snapped out of her thoughts; almost forgetting she was still on duty. Taking off her cap the young police woman brushed her hand through her aqua blue hair. This was not the time to be lost in thoughts; especially since decoding the mind of a young teenage boy was none of her business. He was quite mysterious, and somehow, Officer Jenny thought Drew purposely made it this way. Unless, of course, under certain circumstances, would be the only time Drew would show his true colours. But, respectfully, she wouldn't dream to seek and find his inner-self. No, this, fortunately enough, was left for that special someone.

Caroline winked; "Let's just say Brock's found a good cause for his flirting habits, and at least he's getting something out of it, wouldn't you say?" she asked considerately. Max made a disgusted choking noise; "Please, don't tell me she actually likes his flirting?" he asked in disbelief. May smiled awkwardly, glancing encouraging at her younger brother; "Surely Max, you wouldn't want Brock to find happiness?" she asked, feeling revolted by the very words she spoke. May didn't approve of Brock's temptations. She'd hoped he'll find someone that would accept him for who he is, rather then trying to be charming and win her affections. Ash stared questioningly at the group; he couldn't quite understand the chemistry they spoke of. But, none of it matter to him, right now he was extremely hungry!

Drew folded his arms, obviously pretending to be uninterested in their conversation. He knew exactly where Brock was, but thoughtfully, it would be best not to mention the whereabouts of a hyper-active hormonal teenager; that much Drew was sure of, particularly for their sake. Although, that's not to say, the topic of love was the specific reason he chose not include himself. Once upon a time, Drew found romance, particularly his own, a much lesser importance then anything. However, as time flew by, his thoughts had changed. But, as much as he cares about May, he'll never admit romance plays a definite role in his life. But, of course, coordinating still and will always be Drew's top priority. Romance just happens to run deeper now, and unfortunately, it's becoming more difficult to hide, particularly when asked about his feelings directly. Thus, causing Drew to feel flustered and quite humiliated at times.

"Who cares" Ash interrupted insensitively; a bored look on his face; "Let's just find Brock and have some lunch already" he suggested more then willingly. Caroline hesitated, a smile of uncertainty painted across her face; "But, I think it would really be best if-" her words failed to continue as Max pulled her arm in Ash's direction. "Mum, as much as I respect you're opinions, I doubt Brock's flirting will do any good, seriously" he said matter-of-factly, with May hesitantly following in agreement.

Caroline sighed faintly, her eyes darting back and forth from her daughter; she wasn't ready for this, not yet. At least, not find Brock, especially since he was on the job. Caroline glanced over at Drew, who seemingly knew what Brock was up too. Surely if he knew that much, he'd object for May's sake. Unless Drew himself isn't aware of the situation. He had always been the type to avoid such matters, and is hardly ever on television. Except for when he participates in contests, then it's basically what everyone is talking about. However, the media always had this annoying habit of exaggerating on the smallest things.

"Mom, you okay?" May asked, hoping she wasn't offended for doubting her expectations in Brock. Max, still holding Caroline's hand tugged it gently, feeling a little guilty for being impatient. Ash began to ponder if he did the right thing, exclaiming his hunger unannounced. But regrettably, he considered his selfish behaviour unacceptable, especially in Mrs Maple's presence.

"Oh, don't worry about it; I'm sure Brock is doing the best he can, for whatever reason" Ash began suddenly, sounding sympathetic; "We can wait for him here if you want, or just go to lunch without him. I'll save him a plate or two, so he wouldn't be left out" he suggested, while patting Pikachu encouragingly, hoping for a positive, second opinion. Caroline didn't feel it was necessary for the children to starve, nor did she find May meeting up with journalists any wiser. So, fortunately for her, the children were willing to leave Brock behind for once. Although, Caroline couldn't help but feel a little responsible for Brock's absence; it had just occurred to her that perhaps Brock may be hungry too.

Drew began to wonder why Mrs Maple was so set on leaving Brock behind, and not just because his flirting temptations were beyond intolerable. Perhaps the young woman enjoying the physical and rather sickening body language he was encouraging was more threatening then it seemed. Drew tried to distinguish the differences between normally uninterested women to the overenthusiastic red head, busily writing in her note book. If it wasn't for his suspicions in Caroline, he would have easily dismissed the situation as being just a coincidence. Truthfully, Drew never pictured Brock to find someone willing enough to accept his disturbing habits. Come to think of it; the woman did look out of place, among all the people in the Pokemon Centre. She wore flashy high heel boots, thick mascara, royal red lipstick and a long violet fur coat. Drew couldn't forget the ghastly and massive sunglasses she wore on her head.

"No, she's definitely not any ordinary woman" Drew whispered to himself, shaking his head intentionally; "I wonder if she's some sort of celebrity, or even worse, a reporter" he thought, feeling once again unsure for May's emotional wellbeing. If it was indeed a journalist, Drew felt it was a wise decision for Brock to stay behind. After all, he never appreciated the company of television reporters. If anything, Drew simply loathed them. It is definitely best to avoid the media, particularly since the tragedy yesterday. Harley obviously was making headlines; it wouldn't be too long now until May would be in every magazine on the market. Considering how polite and vulnerable she is on her own. However, Drew had vowed to never let anything upset her again, this much he was certain of. He wasn't going to let May face the journalists; especially on her own. Hopefully Brock can distract the reporter long enough and perhaps she'd get bored and go home. But unfortunately, Drew had trouble seeing the possibility of the young red head giving up so soon...