Chapter 4 – Pearlshipping Ending

She had finally arrived, but her hopes weren't too high. What if Ash had found another girl? What if he got married and had children? If that had happened, all of her fantasies would've vanished. She would've had no chance with Ash. She had arrived at Ash's house with the directions a fellow neighbour had given her. She finally had to guts to do it right this time. She was going to make things the way they were supposed to be. Ash was her last chance at life. He was the only thing that kept her moving forward. She slowly raised her hands to ring the doorbell when the door suddenly opened by itself. There he was, as handsome as ever, Ash Ketchum.

"Dawn? What are you doing here?"

At first, I was thrown off by his looks but quickly came back.

"Ash, I have something I wanted to say." And without stopping I added, "I'm sorry."

There I had said it. But now, I had some explaining to do.

"Paul and I had been dating for years now but he treated me like as if I was his bitch. It was then, that I… that I realized that I truly belonged with you Ash…" she paused momentarily. She thought that she had screwed up. She thought that the words didn't get to him or that he misunderstood it. Maybe he thought that she was crawling back to him when she was the one who shot him down. Maybe he was still angry at me for rejecting him all those years back. Or maybe he just didn't like me…

I quickly stole a glance at his left ring finger, a ring. I felt my feet failing me so I fell on the ground on my knees with my eyes wide open. Ash of course got down to my level and placed his hand on my shoulder which made me feel a lot better. I was too late. Someone else already took him before me. It's over. My life isn't complete without Ash and never will be.

"I'm so sorry for disturbing you Ash. I never would've came if I already knew you were married…"

He then took his hands off my shoulders and looked down on the ground in shame.

"Misty's… no longer with us."

Although I obvious knew what he meant, but I wanted to be clear. "What do you mean by that?"

"She's dead Dawn."

I had mixed feelings inside of me. One side of me was filled with sadness while the other was filled with, joy. Dawn felt a pang of guilt build up inside of her for feeling this way but now, she knew she had a chance with Ash, even if it was by the slightest.

"I'm sorry Ash." I replied.

"Don't be. Everything happens for a reason." he then slowly wrapped his arms around me and drew me into an embrace.

"But- wouldn't Misty be upset that you left her for me?"

"Maybe so but she would've wanted me to move on with my life. I'm sure she would understand. Can we try this again?"

There was only one word to describe my feelings: bliss.

"YES! Ash Ketchum, I love you too!" she then wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him into a tender kiss which he gladly returned.

When they had separated due to the lack of air, Ash was the first one to speak.

"And it took you 8 years to finally say that." he said jokingly.

"And I'm glad it didn't take any longer." Dawn then brought him towards her for another passionate kiss before they went inside the house hand in hand.

*5 Years Later*

"Honey, could you give me a hand making breakfast today?"

"Sure, I'm coming down."

Dawn Ketchum was making breakfast at her kitchen in Pallet Town where she lived with Ash Ketchum, her husband.

When he had arrived, he snuck up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"So, how is my beautiful wife doing today?" he whispered in her ear.

"Beautiful? Is that it?" she said jokingly.

"Would gorgeous be a better adjective?" he said before giving her a peck on the lips.

"Well maybe… But! It'll be enough to get you a decent breakfast made by yours truly!" she then handed him a plate filled with scrambled eggs and bacon.

"This looks better then decent, what did I do to deserve this?"

"This." she said before placed the plate filled with food on the counter then jumped on top of Ash and started a make-out session, on the floor. Yes, Dawn was now finally feeling complete.