Yellow stared in surprise, her Pokemon copying her expression.

"I can't read your Pikachu's mind right now. That means my powers have been temporarily disabled. In order to get back my Pokemon and stop this version of Team Rocket, I need them and you're the only one that can help."

"But…"

"I don't like it, either, but I can't wait until my powers come back. By then my Pokemon could have been used in experiments or it's even possible an emergency plan to make up for my not being there is to lure Latios into a trap."

"I'd be helping an innocent Pokemon get captured. I can't do that!"

"I'm not planning on getting it for them. Not that I'd be even able to."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Get my Pokemon back and blow up the base. If you don't help me and they get the Viridian Forest Guardian, than many, many Pokemon and humans will be in danger. We both benefit from it. I get my Pokemon back, and you protect the humans you've sided with."

"I don't know…" She scratched her Pikachu's head. "…. Chuchu? You think so?" The small Pokemon nodded. "Chuchu wants to help." She turned to leave. "Just let me contact Red-"

"No. The fewer involved the better. Too many people know that I didn't die on Cerise Island seven years ago." Which happened to be only about five people, including Yellow. Six if Gray knew about it, but with how ignorant he was, that wasn't likely. "Go and get what you need. It takes a few days go get there on foot."

"What about you?"

"I find everything I need in nature. If my Pokemon get injured I can… find the right berries…. When I get them back." The next few days were going to be very long, and very annoying. For the next fifteen minutes Lance entertained himself by watching Yellow frantically run back and forth, constantly forgetting what she needed and had to go back for it. Chuchu had done the same for the first ten minutes before she collapsed, panting. Hopefully it wouldn't be like this over the next three days. Eventually Yellow was finished packing supplies and food. It really took THAT long to pack two small bags?

"I'm going to let Green know I'll be out for the next few days." She began to leave.

"The Gym Leader? He's usually not here."

Yellow paused. "Well… yes…. But he got back from a Unova trip yesterday. If I don't say anything he might come looking for me."

"Fine. Go." After Yellow left he carefully got up and walked a few steps to get the numbness out of his foot. It got more and more uncomfortable with each, clumsy step. He stopped to look at pictures on the wall. Many of them were of Pokemon, ones that Yellow had caught and released –why she wouldn't want a Pupitar or Dratini he'd never know- along with pictures of her and other humans, some of them he recognized as Red, Green, Blue, and Silver. The other five he didn't recognize. The names were on a small piece of paper as a label, each had a name of a color or a precious stone. Why that girl needed humans as friends…. Chuchu stared up at him, walked up to him, and sat on his feet.

"What?" He picked up the Pokemon, momentarily forgetting he couldn't read her mind. "Why do you willingly stay with her?" Chuchu set a paw on her chin for a moment before pretending to scratch ears, back, and limbs, acting like it hurt to touch those spots. "You were injured… and she helped you?"

Chuchu nodded and her ears pricked as Yellow came back. "Green wasn't there so I left a note. I just need to leave one here in case Red or Blue comes over." She scribbled a note on her notepad.

"Do you always leave the doors unlocked?"

"Yeah, why?" She looked up briefly.

"…Nothing. Let's just go."

Chuchu returned to Yellow, sitting on her shoulder, holding the notepad as Yellow carried the bags. Once outside the small brick house Chuchu found a stick and stuck it though the note, placing one end inside the doorknob's keyhole so it would hang, nodding at her work. Lance just stared before moving on.

Yellow caught up to him. "Do you know where we're going?"

"We have to go North-West for two days. After that you'll have to ask the Pokemon in the Forest."

"You make it sound like you ask them all at once."

"You don't know how to sense the thoughts of multiple Pokemon at once?"

"No?" Fantastic. "Lance? I've never really done this before…. Do you know how to cook?"

…Why didn't he just ask Yellow to contact Silver?