A/N: Last chapter! :) I can't thank you all enough for sticking with me. Each review means the world to me and gave me the umph to finish.

Here we stand in the Morning Dew

Chapter 10

Rainbow Mist

"Oh, just so you know, starting tomorrow I'm going on my vacation," I waved.

"Where did that come from?" My boss asked. He shouted over the roar of the wind and the noise from the propellers.

"I got a call yesterday! Nixon was spotted! However, The cops seem to just wait for clues to come to them so I'm going to take a pro active stance. Screw all this 'stay put while we salve this for you' crap. I'm going to get Nixon!" I shouted raising my fist to the air!

My boss shifted his position on the giant plat form and smiled, "We'll find someone to cover 84, not many people make it up here so you probably won't even miss a fight."

"Thank you!" I smiled and pushed my long blond hair out of my face before running down the other plat forms.

"Chelsea, They found Nixon?" a coworker asked.

"They did? Good for you Chelsea!" another coworker chimed in.

"Wish me luck!" I laughed and ran into the break point. Compared to the harsh wind and bitter cold outside the warmth of simply blocking the wind burned my skin. I took a deep breath of the warm air and glanced at the Abra. When I waved at the small creature my senses were enveloped by a strange blackness and tingly feeling. When color returned to my vision I was standing at the base of the mountain.

I ran out into the sun, hopped in my air car and drove off. It was only about 15 minutes before I reached home. My parents, before they passed away, had bought a large piece of what used to be farm land and it's been mine since they passed away about two years ago.

Our garage has never once stored a car but rather, "Ford! Eisenhower!" I shouted throwing two pokeballs into the garage. I watched Ford and Eisenhower come out in a flash of light, "Eat quick guys! We're going on a road trip!" with that I slammed the door shut on the two.

I glanced around my land, my yard is huge but at the same time, so much space makes it very hard to maintain so all I have are a couple of thin trees up in front and everything else is just grass. I really should cut the grass before I go but I hate that chore….

I entered my house and picked a couple of pieces of clothing off the floor. Opps I had forgotten to wash them. I stuck them to my nose and gave a hearty sniff. They don't smell sweaty….

I packed my travel bag, how many years has it been since I traveled? Man, I had to of been 16 when I called it quits. Only four years but it feels like a world ago. So my bag was stuffed with lightly warn (e.i. missed their last wash but not smelly clothes) a couple health care items.

I opened the refrigerator and ate the last of last night's stir fry and I threw my last couple apples in a random shopping bag I found on the floor before deicing I was good to go. I locked the windows, turned off the water heater, turned down the thermostat, and locked the house. There are times I hate having to be responsible for a house all by myself and this would be one of them.

I walked into the bathroom and did a last minute beauty check. Bright green eyes, check. Long blond hair in radiant, wavy, shiny, cascades, check. My perfect bust being somewhat hidden behind a green top that just accentuates their perfectness? Check.

With that I left the house and threw my bags into my air car and then walked to the garage. I lifted the door and looked at Ford and Eisenhower, both of them stood ready for the journey. "Are you ready to find Nixon?" I smiled.

Eisnhower gently nuzzled me, a difficult task considering the giant horn on his head and how hard he must have to work to keep his flames from burning me. Ford stood in her spot and stared at me. She knows she's much too big for hugs. I walked over to her and patted her drill horn.

"Time to go!" I cheered and recalled the two.

I hopped into the car and drove. The two hours felt like it took forever and the sun had started to set as I approached Phenac city. At the entrance gates I stopped, it was strange, I watched a man, in full, blue body armor run out of the city as though something was about to kill him.

I sat and watched in my car as he hopped onto an air bike and started speeding off, no sooner did a guy wearing a blue duster jacket coolly walk out of the city followed by some cute girl with bright red hair pulled in twin pig tails. I watched them get into an air bike together and speed off to the north, they were probably heading to Pyrite.

I walked into the Phenac Police Department and it was as though someone had caused an explosion to occur. Cops and other staff were running from one side of the building to the other as quickly. No one seemed to notice my entrance at all. If I remember right they usually want visitors to sign in but no one's at the front desk right now.

Of well, I don't feel like waiting. I know where LSPD's wing is anyway. (The giant sign over head with an arrow titled: 'LSPD' is a little hint). I quickly glanced around before walking off on my own, to make sure no one had noticed me. I noticed a pretty, shiny, sky blue bulletin board, maybe I'll take a closer look on the way out.

I walked down the hall and the chaos was only slightly less in the LSPD wing. I found officer Jones, the one I remember as being tasked with the retrieval of Nixon. He was also the one that had called me yesterday talking about having a report spotting my Makuhita.

He was yelling onto the phone, "So he's in S457? Thanks I'll be there shortly!"

He slammed down the phone receiver and started to turn to leave his desk and darn near crashed into me!

"Huh?" he muttered and looked down at me. He's got to be over 6 feet tall.

"Hi," I smiled.

He stared at me as though trying to place me, it took him a couple of extra seconds before, "Ah, Chelsea? Why are you here?"

"You called me yesterday saying that there was a lead, I wanted to hear more about it in person," I smiled back up at him.

He sighed, "Listen I've got an interrogation to do at the hospital, how about you just wait here and I'll talk to you-"

"How about we talk on the way to the hospital?" I cut him off. I am so sick of waiting, three years of waiting only to hear of glimpses of Nixon.

Jones must be extremely tired as he just sighed and motioned for me to follow. I While we were in the busy building neither of us exchanged a word. Once we existed I started the question bombardment. "So what do you know about Nixon's whereabouts?"

"I'm about to interview the last person seen with Nixon at the hospital. If you make me a deal and swear not to breath a word while you're there, or say anything to anyone anything about being allowed to watch the interrogation.

My heart skipped a beat. This may have been the best deal I could have. "Sure! Of course!"

"While I'm at the hospital I have to stop by a different room in a different wing first."

"Sure," I agreed with a smile.

He led me through the hospital, like a maze and we rose to the 8th floor. I flowed him into a room where a small girl with black hair couldn't even sit up on her own strength. She looked at the two of us and tilted her head.

I glanced up at Jones and watched him give a small smile. He then walked forward and placed a small pokeball in her hand. She looked down at the ball and then looked at Jones. The shock apparent on her face.

Jonese nodded and smiled. The small girl broken down into tears, she wasn't even strong enough to lift her arm to her face, she cried without sobbing and in a matter of seconds both her parents had come to stand by her side. Her mother helped dry her tears and her father gently rubbed her back. Jones then gently placed a pair of glasses on the counter and left the room.

I followed with tears in my eyes. I wish he had warned me. It hurts, she got her pokemon back while I didn't. Is it that bad that I'm jealous of a girl that badly hurt. I wonder what in the world did that to her?

We un-spun ourselves from the maze of the hospital and then made our way back to the ground floor. We found our way to a different elevator and up to the 4th floor this time.

How does the hospital staff ever know where they are?

I followed him every step of the way and soon enough we found a room with a cop stationed right outside of it. They thought seriously enough of him to have a guard? Wow.

Jones entered the room and I stood at the entrance.

I listen to every deal of the interview. Jones started with the basics like his name and age then from there he asked about his involvement with Cipher.

This man, named 'Tom' I think, sounds like he was on the payroll for both Cipher and Snagem. Whoever sent him to the hospital should have just left him to be found out and killed where he was.

"What about the Makuhita?" Jones finally asked.

"After the boy proved that he couldn't had the monster I gave him to some old friends of mine. Trudy and Folly. They live in Pyrite ask them about it."

I think I will.

I stormed out of the hospital without waiting for Officer Jones, I vaguely wondered if I was about to commit a crime by going on my own, oh well.

I ran through the city hopped back in my car and speed to the north.

The drive was relatively short and the sun had set. I entered the dark, dank and chilling city. It had lived well past it's hay-day. Someone should just burn it all to the ground as I glance from dead sign to homeless lying on the ground in a heap.

Now that I was actually here I felt like I had half baked information… just names aren't going to get me very far… oh well might as well start asking around.

"Hey cutie, what ya doing?" a voice called.

I turned and examined him in the pale, yellow street lights. Strange green hair and a bike biker outfit. Does he think I'm a street walker? Please.

"I'm wondering, would you happen to know anything about Trudy and Folly? Like they are?" Can't hurt to ask right?

"Oh, so that's the kind of girl you are," he sighed; he really thought I was a whore didn't he… "I might know a thing or two but you'll have to beat it out of me!" he shouted before throwing two pokeballs on the ground. A Snubull and a Teddiursa, both in the high twenties.

I smiled, if this is all he's got this should be a nice little wake up jolt.

"Eisenhower!" I called and gently threw his pokeball in the field. As his form started to form from the bright white light I whispered, "heatwave."

The battle field was engulfed in an intense heat, both of his pokemon passed out from the heat in mere seconds.

Finally the glow from sending Eisenhower onto the field faded and was replaced by the red glow from Eisenhower's mane. "Do you want another round?" I called.

I watched the two pokemon across from us return to their balls in a red glow, "Nah." He grumbled.

I walked across the concrete towards him with Eisenhower by my side. "So do you know Trudy and Folly?"

"I think I saw the cop take them in. Stop there." He pointed his head in the direction of the police office.

"Thanks," I smiled before walking down the path. I returned Eisenhower and walked the dark path.

The police office was smaller than the one in Phenac city, they didn't even bother having a front desk, turn to the right and there was a single desk and turn to left and there was the holding pen. No wonder crime's over running this town if this is all the resources they dedicate here.

I walked to the left and looked down on the two men in the holding pen, one wore a sock hat and the other had his yellow hair in a Mohawk with its tips dyed orange.

"Hey you two," I called to them. They were the only ones in the pen after all.

"Hey babe, what you need?" The one with the sock hat smiled and leaned against the bars.

Does everyone think I'm a whore? If I ever come here again I'm wearing a burka. "Are you guys Trudy and Folly?"

"The two and only," he laughed.

"What happened to the Makuhita you got from Tom?" I asked with my hands on my hips. Almost as though I knew everything.

"Ah, it got stolen from us," he waved casually.

"What? It got stolen from you…. How?" I shouted.

"Don't knot your panties," the other one called, "This dude with white spiked hair and a long blue jacket had a strange device and half way through the battle he threw a pokeball at the Makuhita and he just took it. He Kicked Cipher out of Phenac and he also took the girl we had stanched from up at the entrance gates to Agate."

"Where is he headed?" I asked.

"Like hell we know, I don't want to see that guy ever again for all I care," the blond waved again. He then looked through the bars seriously, "I heard he was the one responsible for blowing up Team Snagem."

"If you want to find him try staking out Agate. That's where the girl was headed so you find one and she may have the location to the other," the other answered.

As good of a try as any.

In the night I drove father up north, it was midnight by the time I reached Agate. This town had a stark contrast to everything else I'd seen today. Being on the north side of the mountains this small retirement town got all the rain water for the region. Lush, green grass and huge happy trees scattered around the town.

My body's so beat up, I can't just keep going. After work today I've driven easily four hours. I entered the pokecenter and had Eisenhower's pp restored, after all it's free. Afterward I sat at a table next to the window with a cup of coffee and stared out. Speaking or rain before a slight drizzle had started.

I have no idea when I dozed off, or why the nurse never felt the need to wake me up and chase me out of the lobby, but I saw movement outside the window as people walked passed.

A couple had walked passed my window, just close enough to interrupt the pre-dawn light. The girl had bright red hair and the man had a long blue jacket.

A long blue jacket! I mentally slapped myself away to focus on the two. Keeping my eyes trained on their location I ran out the pokecenter.

They sat together on the remains of a giant tree stump staring at a pokeball in his hand and whispering about something incoherently. Last night's light rain had left a dew like look on all the greenery. With each gently gust of wind the small droplets were kicked into the air creating a short lived mist which caught the dawning light and cast a rainbow around out feet.

It's him! It's him! It's him! My heart bet so fast any second now it was going to leap out of my throat. At what point did I stop breathing? I had to take a gasp for air, my whole body's shaking. I'm scared. So scared. I want to cry. I want to run. Nixon's there. Just right there.

I planted my feet firmly on the moist ground and took a deep breath, "He-he-hey!" I weakly called.

It worked, they both stopped looking at the pokeball in his hand and glanced up.

His eyes pierced me, they seemed like the eyes a killer might have. I'm shaking even more than before. Everything seems cold and as though it's moving in slow motion.

He just stared at me as I tried to string together a few words.

"Um, is it true… I mean, do you know… um, well, a, ah…" I rambled.

He just stared at me.

I took a deep breath, now or never Chelsea! "I hear that you stole a my pokemon from a guy that had received my pokemon from a person that had stolen my pokemon!" I shouted in one breath. Yeah, I'm sure that made sense. Ah, I can feel the temperature in my face going up. I'm probably blushing.

His expression didn't change. He just stared blankly at me.

My vision's getting blurry, the tears are starting to form. I'm so close! I can't just give up here! I just can't! "It's a Makuhita, boy, he's been missing for about three years now….. He responds to the name Nixon… I, um, uh…"

He held a small pokeball between his index and middle finger. "If Makuhita responds to you, he'll be yours." His voice was just barely loud enough to be heard over the gentle whisper of the grass.

He pitched the pokeball up into the air and in a burst of white Makuhita appeared.

I glanced at Makuhita's gloves, they were scared and tattered, I had always made sure Nixon's gloves had been kept clean. I kneeled on the ground, opened my arms and called, "Nixon? It's Chelsea. Do you remember?"

"Ma.." He answered.

"I missed you, I missed you so much! I wanted to see yo, know if you were okay. Nixon," I called to him. My arms flung open for a hug I may not recive and tears streaming down my face.

"Maaa!" He called.

I saw his yellow form running towards me through my tears. The next thing I knew, I was in Nixon's tight embrace. We sat in the morning dew and cried. We cried loudly and for a long time just holding each other.

When our tears finally stopped the sun had fully risen and the couple of the tree stump had left us, leaving only Nixon's pokeball behind on the stump. I picked the ball up and cradled it gently in my hands before breaking down into tears again.

Nixon's home. Finally home.

A/N:

The end. :)

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