In response to Zuma lover's comment: Right now i'm doing this story so after this one I might do a request but it'd would have to be a oneshot, due to the fact I have another story that I want to write.

Chase POV

"...if they are anything like you, I think I'll like them." He said. I left after saying goodbye, in search of Ryder to ask him if Marshall could be the team's firefighter. After walking down the maze of white halls I finally found my room.

I open the door to find the room is deserted. I jump on to my bed to find a note write in Ryder sloppy handwriting.

Hey Chase sorry for leaving but we got an emergency. Something with mayor but we'll be back as soon as we can, it should take long. Anyway the doctor said you could leave as soon as we get back, sadly you will have to take a break from action for awhile, while you heal.

Also your truck got destroyed in the forest fire so i'll be building another one, but that means even when you get better you probably won't be able to go on any mission for awhile. But the new one will be ten times better than your old one.

Well I got to go and finish this mission, if you need anything call a nurse.

Sincerely, Ryder

Well I'll just have to ask Ryder, about Marshall, when he gets back. Ryder will be happy to include a fire fighting pup. He is always complaining about how he has nothing to do now a days. Soon he'll have to build two vehicles, a police car and a fire truck.

One nap later

"Hey Chase" Ryder said as he barged through the door, " Oops, didn't see you were asleep sorry Chase."

"It's fine Ryder sir", I sleepily said, " I have a question for you Ryder sir, you know that dalmatian that I was with last night?" I started before he could grab my stuff.

"Well, of course, umm Marshall was his name right? What about him?" he questioned.

"Well you see he is a firefighter, well was a firefighter, but I think he'd be a good addition to the PAW patrol." Ryder has taken interest in this conversation and has stopped gathering my stuff and has taken a seat.

"Well Chase I'd love to have him on the team, but does he even want to be part of the PAW patrol." He counters.

"I told him about the PAW patrol, and he would like to join if it's ok with you. Also he wants to meet the other pups."

"Ok we can definitely arrange that, but it'll have to wait until he can get out of the hospital. The rest of the pups are at the lookout already. I'll ask the doctors when Marshall can leave. Just take your stuff out to my ATV."

"Ok thanks."

The ride home was uneventful, Ryder told me that they would release Marshall in a couple of days. Those couple of days passed by slowly with me sitting in the lookout while the other pups went on missions. I had nothing to do except watch t.v., I couldn't even join the pups in the pup pup boogie matches. But after each day Skye sat closer to me and each day I would scoot away from her, due to the uncomfortable feeling, which grew every time she was close. Soon the day that Marshall was coming to meet the team was here.

"Chase let's go we don't want to be late"

"coming" I yelled across the yard to Ryder who was at Mr. Porter's van, he let us view of it to pick up Marshall in. Once I was buckled in Ryder took off to the hospital.

"We're here" he said as we pulled into the pick up area. It didn't take long for Marshall to wobble into the van. The car ride back, to the lookout, was full of questions about his hospital stay. Once we pulled into the driveway we hopped out and headed for the lookout.

The pups were all waiting eagerly, to meet Marshall, in the main living room of the lookout.

"Hey guys, this is Marshall" I started the introductions. The pups waved and said "hi".

Pointing to the cockapoo "Marshall this is Skye, the one who flew you to the hospital."

"You should know I don't like flying." He commented.

Before Skye went on a rant about how anyone could not like flying, "These two, who are cuddled together, are Rocky and Zuma" pointing respectively to the pups. At this comment the two spilt and started to make excuses. Marshall just chuckled and questioned "So they are a 'thing'?" which caused the pair to blush among their excuse making. Everybody in the room was nodding yes to Marshall's question except the pair who were now just blushing and no longer making feeble excuses.

Ignoring the pair I proceed with the introductions "This here is Rubble the pup who got that branch off your leg. That's about it, of course you know Ryder. So what do you think, do you want to join the PAW patrol?"

"Sure why not it seems like fun." he enthusiastically answered.

The rest of the days I was out of action was spent teaching Marshall about our job and how we do it. During missions we would play around the yard and I would train him during the other pups rest time so I wouldn't have to be near Skye, that mysterious feeling is still there. After Ryder finished our trucks I taught Marshall to drive the special vehicle. And soon we were cruising the town, we were still not allowed to go on missions but we still have fun. The more time I spend with Marshall the more I realize he is funny in his own special way. He is clumsy, but funny clumsy the kind you both laugh about after the incident. Marshall is unique, no one in the world who could compare to Marshall. He has the weirdest personality but has the bluest eyes. The smoothest and silkiest fur with spots darker than the night sky. Ears that could flop around all day. But there is something under those ears, his fur, and his personality. I just can't figure it out and I don't want to probe in fear of uncovering something I don't want to know. Whatever it is, whatever the secret that Marshall is hiding it won't change my view on him. He is my best friend.

The end

Till next time