A week passed and much to Renamon's sadness, there were no signs of Chevron's survival. The world had changed back to the way it should have been, but obviously not like it truly should have been. Rika's repetitive attempts to cheer her up failed horribly. The kids decided to do something.

At the end of the week, they all met at the park Chevron had decimated in his intro. The tree was in one piece, the ground and benches fixed. Renamon looked around.

"What are we doing here…?"

"We came here to show you that, even though Chevron died for you, he wouldn't want you to be moping all the time." Rika said. Renamon looked at the ground. That was easier said than done.

The solemn meeting was disrupted by a familiar sound above them. A wormhole had ripped open above them. Renamon's heart skipped a few beats. A sphere of silver metal popped out just before it closed the portal. The ball landed in front of them and the top opened. A hologram appeared before them. The fake Chevron shook his cloak.

"I have one last message for you all, so do you wish to hear it now…?" He said automatically. It was a recording.

"Yes…" Takato said. Guilmon sniffed at the hologram and lost interest.

"Forgive me, but this will take a while…" Chevron started. The hologram flickered.

"First off, if you are receiving this message, I have passed away." Renamon's heart felt like it had been stabbed. "I programmed the Digital Matrix to send this message in the event my neural network ceases to operate. The worlds have been returned to order as I said I would do."

"After you all left… I initiated the final reset. My watch, which also functioned as a D-Power, could also warp time to a certain extent, and it could allow me access to the Digital World's basic programming, prompting recall. I couldn't do it before because of the immense energy released by this process. I initiated this at point blank with Chiromon. Both our bodies were vaporized instantaneously."

"I wish to apologize for my foolishness. I should have never let the battle go on for as long as it did… But I leave you a gift. The cross I left in Renamon's possession. It has enough power in it to open one wormhole to and from the Digital world. It has also been programmed to the coordinates of the other Tamer Digimon. I never got the chance to rip them out of the Digital plane, so you'll have to do it for me…"

"The last part of this message is for Renamon only… It will not play until the orb can only sense her…"

"What the…?" Takato stuttered as Rika pulled both him and Henry away quickly. Guilmon and Terriermon rushed up behind them. Renamon stayed and watched the hologram. The entire time, the hologram had looked around, like addressing a crowd. But now, it had been watching them leave, like it knew where they were. The hologram looked at Renamon and smiled. It felt like it was really Chevron and not a recording.

"To you, I owe the most apologies. I know I let you down by my passing, but I did it for your safety. I know you… oh… how to put it… had certain emotions around me… and for breaking those down, I am terribly sorry…" The hologram looked into the sky… thinking. He closed his eyes and sighed. "This hologram will stay for thirty more seconds. If you wanted to say anything to me… this is as close to it as you'll get…" Renamon didn't feel like confessing anything to a hologram, but this was a close as she would get…

"I wish that… I could tell you in person…" She started. The hologram watched her. "When we first met… I wasn't sure of you… But when I got to fight you… I had such strange emotions… Later, when you were in danger of dying… I didn't think I could tolerate that. You possessed something that I wanted to keep alive no matter what happened to me… I only wish I could… tell you ..." She gripped the cross tightly. She approached the hologram. He seemed so real. She closed her eyes tight. She heard Chevron's voice, only stronger, like he was near her.

"I felt the same way…" She opened her eyes and saw the hologram smiling down at her. She reached up a shaking paw and felt the cloth of his overcoat. It was real…

Chevron took her into a quick embrace before he stepped back and tapped the cross in her hand with a finger and smiled with a wink. Renamon reached for him again, but his image turned into pixels of color and light and whisked away on the wind. Her watery eyes blurred the image. She wiped her eyes clear and looked down at the cross he had given her. There was a secret to the cross he had given her. He wanted her to find it...

And she was determined to find it.

IMPORTANT A/N: Do I smell a sequel...? Lol... I won't go near that unless I get enough positive feedback from this thing... anyway... IMPORTANT: I got three new pics on my renewed profile and I think their my better versions. You gotta check them out.

1) Chevron's goodbye (Reminisent of Wolfwood's Goodbye from Trigun.)

2) A doodle of Renamon and Chevron with a wrecked cross. (It's none of that emotional shitte. I write that stuff, not draw it.)

3) A Title page for this thing. It's got the final drafts of Chevron and Chiromon on it, for thos of you interested in that.