A/N: Treat this chapter as a christmas present from me, haha. This chapter has a few flashbacks in it about Daniel Casey, (re-read the parts on the murder in part one if you're unsure who he is), hopefully this isn't too filler-ish. In this part there are going to be chapters where not an incredible amount of action happens but the information you'll find out is also important to the story.

Anyway. Merry Christmas everybody... I welcome reviews! Thank you :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon... duh.

Part Three.

Chapter Three: One Final Promise.

7th January.

Neither May, Jordan or Amarante were ones to appreciate silence, which left them at a loss of what to do when they found themselves in it. Drew's anger toward May had left them with a lack of trust between the group, and had also left May worse for wear as she sat still, looking straight at Drew with tears threatening to burst out her eyes at any moment.

Amarante noticed and wrapped her arm around May to show her support, "Just give him time"

May tore her eyes away from where Drew was sleeping on the floor and looked at Amarante in shock, "I- I wasn't thinking about-"

"You're a terrible liar" said Amarante bluntly, "Look, he'll forgive you and we'll go back to fighting Makoto"

"I'm just- I'm just worried" admitted May, "You can all look after yourselves, but what if I need to protect Drew and he still hates me? How am I supposed to help save him if he can't stand me?"

Amarante smiled at May reassuringly, "Look, Drew is a complicated guy… but it's obvious he cares about you, he isn't going to just tell you to leave him alone if you're trying to help him"

May raised an eyebrow, "You don't know Drew as well as you think you do if you think that's true"

Amarante sighed, "May, it's not going to be that bad… look, I'll teach you a few family traditions, okay? You've already somehow managed to get visions, maybe I should teach you some other things"

"Like how to harness a pokemons power?!" asked May.

"Well.." said Amarante, "I didn't quite say that but…"

"Amarante" said May seriously, "Could you just try teaching me something? So I don't feel quite as useless?"

"You're not useless, May" said Amarante kindly.

May shook her head, "No, I am. I haven't done anything this entire time, I've been saved countless times; I've fainted and had everyone fussing over me… I haven't actually helped at all. I want to be able to do something"

Amarante paused for a moment, "I suppose, I could try teaching you something- I'm not saying it'll work or you'll be good at it but it doesn't hurt trying, I guess"

May nodded, "I understand, I want to do everything I can to help-" May looked sadly at Drew, and continued, "-Drew, even if he doesn't want me to"

Amarante noticed the sad look on May's face and quickly changed the subject, "We need to figure out a plan, first of all. We need to know what we're up against and how to prevent whatever Makoto is going to throw at us"

"Right" said May, attempting to smile for Amarante but failing miserably.

"So… what do we do?" asked Amarante, she was greeted by silence from the others, and continued, "You know I thought we were going to do something about this?"

"What can we do?" asked May, "There's nothing we have that can help us-"

"That's where the bag comes in!" exclaimed Amarante, "I think I packed some stuff we can use…"

May thought back to when she'd look through the bag before having a vision, and raised an eyebrow, "What? We're going to defeat Makoto using books?"

Amarante gave May a look, "Unless you're really that dumb the books haveinformation in them, which we can use to defeat Makoto"

Jordan looked at the both of them and rolled his eyes, "Now I wish Drew was still awake…"

"Hey!" said May, a small smile on her face, "I was just kidding, Anyway do you have any thoughts Jordan?"

Jordan shook his head, "But if I come up with a plan I'm sure it'll be better than 'throwing books at Makoto'"

May blushed bright red, "I was joking!"

Jordan smirked, "Sure you were"

Amarante rolled her eyes, "I know we didn't want it to be all depressing and silent in here but could you two take this a little bit seriously?" Amarante didn't wait for an answer as she stood up and walked across the cave to reach the bag, she flung it over her shoulder and walked back over to May and Jordan.

"…At least I don't want to defeat someone like Makoto using books-"

"Oh my god!" exclaimed Amarante, "Are you still talking about that?!"

Jordan smirked, "What? Its funny-"

"No! It's not!" exclaimed Amarante, setting the bag down on the floor loudly.

Drew sat up suddenly, the noise had bought him out of his sleep and woken him up completely, May shot him an apologetic look while Amarante smiled sheepishly at him. The smirk that had been on Jordan's face a moment ago had completely disappeared.

"S-sorry" said Amarante nervously, "I didn't mean to do that"

Drew sighed, and did not offer a verbal response; he simply stood up and walked toward the outside of the cave, which came up about half way up the cliff they were in. The opening acted as a sort-of balcony, however it wasn't half as reliable as the one that they'd stood on in Amarante's house; in fact it looked just about ready to fall down.

Jordan, Amarante and May all exchanged looks, Amarante was the first to speak up.

"I say May goes after him" she said, "Then we can work out a plan.."

"I hate to break this to you, but it doesn't look like Drew wants to be in the same place as May at the moment" said Jordan, adding apologetically upon noticing the distraught look on May's face, "No offence"

"N-None taken…" stuttered May sadly, "I suppose I should get used to it, right?"

Jordan looked at May, "Hey… I didn't mean that, you just need to give him time"

"Why don't you talk to him, Jordan?" asked Amarante, taking out a book from the bag and handing it to May, "I'll stay here with May"

Jordan pulled a face, "Will you two be okay alone?"

Amarante nodded, a slightly amused look on her face, "We'll be fine… if anything happens we've got enough books to throw at them"

Jordan raised an eyebrow before turning and walking out onto what only could be described as the 'balcony'. Drew was standing, looking over the edge of the rocks that separated him and the abyss below while Jordan leant against the wall of the cave in the shadows, watching him intensely as if Makoto would show up any minute and just snatch him from the top of the cliff.

It didn't take Drew long to realize he wasn't alone, even without opening his eyes he spoke up, "Jordan, you can come out of the shadows, now"

Jordan did as told, normally this moment would offer some light-hearted humour to the situation but neither of them started laughing. Jordan stood beside Drew, silently at first, before turning to him.

"You know, May didn't want to upset you" started Jordan, "That's the whole reason we didn't tell you"

Drew flinched at the mention of May's name, the memories far too new and painful for him to want to look back over them, "If she'd said it… it would've been better than Makoto saying it…" Drew clenched his fists and murmured only just loud enough for Jordan to hear, "He told me that I was weak…"

Jordan raised an eyebrow at the mention of Drew being 'weak'[IMakoto must've really got to him..[/I

Pretending to ignore the last statement Drew had made, Jordan said, "It was just bad timing- May thinks you're angry with her"

"Of course I'm angry with her!" exclaimed Drew furiously, "Does she think an apology is going to take away the fact that she lied to me? She knew I only trusted her and she- she broke that trust! I can never forgive her-"

"Perhaps if you calmed yourself down for a moment you'd realize she was just trying to protect your feelings" said Jordan.

Drew became increasingly infuriated as he realized Jordan was still calm, even though he'd been shouting at him, "Protect my feelings?! The only thing she's been protecting is HERSELF"

"Drew, if you just spoke to her-"

"-I'm done with speaking to her- to anyone" said Drew, edging a little closer to Jordan before speaking in a hushed voice, "I might as well just let my father have what he wants-"

"-Now you're being the stupid one" said Jordan harshly, glaring at Drew, "We're trying to protect you from Makoto and his schemes-"

"It isn't a scheme" said Drew quickly, "I have some power inside me… a power that means I won't be as weak as everyone thinks I am-"

"No-one thinks you're weak" said Jordan.

"May does" muttered Drew, "I could see it when I was fighting Makoto… she thought I was the same weak boy that everyone else thinks I am"

Jordan watched Drew's face as it changed, at first he'd not shown signs of emotion but it was obvious he was breaking under the pressure of keeping everything inside.

Jordan, unsure of how to continue the conversation raised an eyebrow, "Don't you think you're being a little unfair on her?"

The emotions written all over Drew's face seemed to disappear as Jordan mentioned May again.

This isn't good… thought Jordan.

"No" said Drew bluntly, "You don't know what it feels like to have one person you trust- and have them just- just lie to you for no apparent good reason!"

"You're wrong there, Drew" said Jordan quietly, "I know exactly how it feels"

"Okay!" exclaimed Drew, getting even more worked up, "If you know exactly how I'm feeling now, tell me did you forgive them for betraying your trust?"

Jordan made eye contact with Drew, "No, I never did forgive him"

Drew threw his hands up in the air melodramatically, "Exactly! See? I told yo-"

"-Shut up" interrupted Jordan abruptly, his cool exterior fading for a moment, "Didn't you know it was rude to interrupt someone when they were still talking?"

"You were?" asked Drew, embarrassed, "Carry on…"

"I didn't forgive him, but I should've done" said Jordan blankly, looking to the floor, "Because he died just a few hours after"

Drew couldn't hide the shocked look that was on his face, "I had no idea"

"Well now you do" said Jordan wisely, the memory rushing back to him before he could do anything to prevent it.

20th May, 2001.

Jordan slammed his fist onto Mr Contesta's desk in frustration, "Goddammit Daniel!"

Daniel stood there, remaining as calm and collected as ever, not even jumping as Jordan's fist hit the desk, "I told you, I've got this under control"

"Yeah, damn right you've got this under control!" shouted Jordan, hitting the desk yet again with even more force, "You're supposed to be working with me on this- and you've told me nothing"

Daniel yawned, "And your point is?"

"What the hell is the matter with you?!" asked Jordan, "Ever since you went to LaRousse City you've been acting strange, you keep pushing me away and I'm beginning to dislike you for it-"

"Really?" asked Daniel, mildly amused, "I thought I told you when we became Detectives that I would always uphold the rights of the people; one of those rights is privacy"

"Yeah right" sneered Jordan, "And the other is thinking about everyone else before yourself, putting a case before your friends- it's all rubbish and you know it!"

Daniel smiled faintly at Jordan, "You're entitled to your opinion"

"Damn it!" shouted Jordan, raising his fist to punch Daniel round the face.

Daniel calmly blocked Jordan's attack, "You're always doing things without thinking, do I have to keep telling you to step back and think for a minute?"

"You've been weird ever since you went to LaRousse and I want to know why!" shouted Jordan, his face red from how angry he'd become, "You're my best friend, why are you keeping things from me?"

Daniel blinked, Jordan was one of the only two people he'd been close with in his life, the other being his sister Kaori. The words 'best friend' rung throughout his ears as his mind took him back to the memories he'd shared with Jordan since way before they'd become trainee Detectives. Jordan waited patiently, staring at his friend and willing with all the energy left in his body to be able to convince him to tell him exactly what was going on.

Minutes passed in silence between the two best friends, Daniel quietly reminiscing whilst Jordan was running through plans in his head, discarding each one as they came to him; nothing looked like it was going to work.

"Daniel!" called Jordan, startling Daniel for a moment, he'd jumped a little in surprise then set his eyes back onto Jordan with a self-deprecating smirk, "Are you going to answer me?!"

Daniel looked at the floor, "It's impossible to answer"

"Why the hell is it impossible?!" shouted Jordan, kicking the desk, "Tell me!"

"Always so violent" said Daniel calmly, "I'll never understand why you're like this"

"Stop avoiding the question!" exclaimed Jordan.

Daniel looked at his best friend, the look of desperation in his eyes struck something deep within him; his heart felt once again that it could reach out to someone without keeping everything a secret. This moment passed and the feeling faded, but he still could not ignore the look in Jordan's eyes.

Daniel sighed, "Jordan, I need you to promise me something"

Jordan clenched his fists, "You expect us to carry on acting like friends after what you've been doing? Keeping secrets isn't cool-"

"I don't care what's 'cool', Jordan" said Daniel, beginning to wish he hadn't begun this conversation with someone as hot-headed as Jordan, "Now will you promise?"

"What am I promising?" asked Jordan, "Don't expect me to say yes"

"Then you can leave now" said Daniel bluntly, pointing toward the door, "It's your choice, say yes now or leave"

Jordan thought for a moment, "Yes, I suppose…" He stopped when he noticed that Daniel corked an eyebrow and added, "Fine! Yes! I promise!"

Daniel nodded, "That's what I wanted to hear"

"What did I just promise to you?" asked Jordan, he then groaned, "If it was to do your laundry or clean up your apartment like you made me do in college then you can forget it!"

Daniel looked amused for the first time in a while as he shook his head, "It's nothing like that"

"Then, what is it?" wondered Jordan, temporarily forgetting how angry he was.

"If something happens along the lines of, me being unable to continue being a Detective, or if I die, I need you to look after what I'll have with me" said Daniel cryptically.

Jordan looked confused, "Why are you suddenly talking about dying? What are you going to have with you?"

Daniel sighed, "It's nothing you need to concern yourself with"

Jordan's temper flared up immediately, "Nothing I need to concern myself with?! You're talking about dying- and looking after something for you? Just cut the crap and tell me what's going on, Daniel!"

Daniel looked away from Jordan for a moment, pondering thoughtfully, "Even best friends don't tell each other everything"

"What?!" shouted Jordan, "What kind of crap is that?!"

Daniel just stared at Jordan, there was no way he could tell him the truth about his actions, he sighed, "You're supposed to be guarding the pokemon storage room, Jordan. We were all assigned our positions today"

"Yeah- but-" argued Jordan.

"Yeah nothing" said Daniel, "Jordan I've just been promoted, go back to your position and guard the pokemon, I've got it all covered here"

Jordan glared furiously at Daniel, "So you're just going to stop talking about this, is that right? You're going to avoid my questions, huh? I'm not just anyone, Daniel, I'm your best friend!"

"And as my best friend you can do as I said, and guard the pokemon" said Daniel blankly.

"I won't ever trust you again" snarled Jordan, "You've changed… there's something you're not telling me and you're pissing me off not telling me about it!"

Daniel looked at Jordan for a second before shrugging, and with that, Jordan turned around on the spot and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

Jordan then tightly closed his eyes at the memory of what had happened next, his body begun to shake a little as his mind forced him to live through it again. Drew watched Jordan intensely, taking note of every single movement he made as he begun to realize the terrible things he'd been through. Drew wasn't entirely sure whether to interrupt Jordan's thought to save him from living through such a painful memory, but as time went by he simply stared at Jordan and waited patiently.

'What happened? Where am I?' thought Jordan groggily.

He opened his eyes slowly, the light in the room becoming too much for him at one point, causing him to shut them tightly again. After a few seconds, the feeling begun to get back in his body, he pushed himself up in a sitting position. Jordan rubbed his head for a moment before opening his eyes wide; he'd remembered what happened before he'd been knocked out.

Jordan stood up quickly, his body was still a little weak; his legs felt as if they were going to give way under his weight at any moment, but he ignored it. After quickly making his way out of the room, Jordan tore down the corridor at superhuman speed, he didn't care how many people he knocked into, all he cared about was getting to Daniel.

'Just a couple more doors and I'm there…' thought Jordan as he passed blank doors that led off to various areas of the stadium, 'Please let me get there in time…'

Jordan rounded the corner, hitting his shoulder on the side of the wall from his carelessness; he did not care, he wanted to get to his best friend. After what Makoto had spoken about before knocking him out it became very clear that there was no way Daniel couldn't be in danger.

He burst through the door into Mr Contesta's office; panting and unable to breath properly he took in the scene he was greeted with. It was something far more disturbing than he'd ever imagined; Daniel lying on the floor with Jessie close beside him, both of them were dead.

"No" whispered Jordan, his eyes wide in shock and his entire body trembling, "Y-You're just… a-asleep, f-f-fast asleep…"

"You're too late" said Makoto, stepping out of the shadows suddenly.

Jordan would've usually attacked Makoto, or at least acted shocked after seeing him appear from what seemed to be nowhere. But Jordan simply walked closer to Makoto and stared at him.

It took a while for the words to come out of Jordan's mouth, "He's-"

"-Dead" interrupted Makoto, a sinister smirk on his face.

"M-Makoto… you… you did this…" stuttered Jordan, hardly able to believe it.

"I left the name Makoto Ese a long time ago… My name is Phillip Masters" said Makoto.

"It isn't! Your name is Makoto Ese, and I'm going to KILL YOU!" exclaimed Jordan, the sudden burst of anger enabling him to dart forward, Makoto did the same, they both attempted to punch at the same time, and using their other hand blocked each others attempts at punches. Makoto's hand tightened around Jordan's fist as he bought himself closer to Jordan.

"You forget who you're dealing with" muttered Makoto darkly, running his eyes over Jordan before adding, "You're far more pathetic than Daniel… perhaps it was your life that should've been taken instead of his"

"Shut up!" shouted Jordan, but his protests wouldn't hold up against Makoto, who quickly took a knife out of his pocket and hit the blunt handle onto Jordan's head with such speed it took him several moments before he felt the effects. Jordan fell to his knees suddenly while pain rushed throughout his body as his eyes pushed themselves shut, no matter how hard Jordan tried to keep them out; he knew he was losing consciousness.

Makoto knelt down beside Jordan and grabbed a fistful of his hair in his hand, roughly tugging it to keep Jordan conscious for a few more moments, he smirked as he saw the look of sadness in Jordan's eyes, "I'm going to take my leave, now. At least you are safe in the knowledge that if you don't wake up you'll be able to see Daniel again"

And with that, Makoto burst out laughing, letting go of Jordan suddenly and laughing even louder as Jordan fell to the floor. As Jordan finally lost consciousness the last thing he heard was the sound of footsteps and laughter, those terrible sounds of Makoto getting away with another crime mixed up together until they slowly faded out into blissful silence.

"You shouldn't stay angry at her, Drew. There could be so much more behind her reasons for not telling you" said Jordan, his thoughts still lingering on Daniel, "Whatever Makoto said to you was most likely a lie"

"And what if it wasn't?!" asked Drew, "For all I know YOU could be lying to me-"

"Now who's being pathetic?" said Jordan, "I am here because I want to protect you and get rid of Makoto once and for all, the kinds of crimes he's committed throughout all these years have been atrocious, do you really think people would've kept the fact that he was your father secret if they hadn't thought it was doing you a little bit of good?"

"What's that little bit of good you're referring to?" said Drew angrily, "Not knowing who my parents were has been the reason I've been so distant from people- you have no idea how lonely it feels-"

"Wrong again!" exclaimed Jordan, "My parents both died not long after Dean was born- I know what it's like to have no parents"

"Then why don't you understand?!" shouted Drew, "You're talking about how you know how I feel but you don't! You don't know how hard it's been to go through life searching for your parents then discovering the truth about the two people that were supposed to lead you through life- one of them abandoned me and was killed by my father, who's a criminal who just happens to be after me, regardless of the fact I'm his son!" Drew paused for a moment, "And to have May lie to me about it all is the worst thing because now all I feel is that I'm completely and utterly alone, I'm- I'm weak, I can't fight any of this and I'm just putting everyone in danger by being here"

"Just stop it, Drew" said Jordan calmly, "Everyone is here because they care about you, and want to help protect you from people like Makoto"

"But-" Drew tried to protest.

"-I understand your anger, Drew" Jordan said slowly, "But once your anger passes you'll see the people you have left are there because they truly care about you"

Drew didn't answer, at that moment in time all he wanted to do was to shout at Jordan, tell everyone just how betrayed he felt. But he couldn't find the words, his anger was of course still there but that wasn't what was preventing him from speaking.

Drew sighed, "Okay- this conversation is over, now"

Jordan nodded in agreement but did not move, Drew watched him for a moment before turning to move away from Jordan. As he turned to the entrance of the cave he noticed Amarante and May rushing out. Drew was completely still as he made eye contact with May; he had no idea what to say to her or what to do. He knew that he had to sort things out with her, at least until they'd defeated Makoto; but another part of him wanted to leave it, and see if Makoto could offer him a life involving so much more than arguing with the ones he loved and running away constantly.

"We found some information out" said Amarante confidently, holding a book in her hand.

"What is it?" asked Jordan, crossing his hands across his chest and listening intensely.

"I was reading about people who have been studying this necklace practically their entire lives" said Amarante, a smile on her face, "There's no way we can get anymore books about the necklace, because that would be a stupid idea going straight into what is probably another trap set by Makoto. So there's a list of researchers in this book-"

"Let me look at that" said Jordan, a strange look on his face.

"What is it?" asked May, concerned.

Jordan took the book of Amarante and read through the names, "I thought I recognized this book from somewhere"

"What do you mean?" wondered Amarante, puzzled, "I thought we found a good lead-"

"This book, one of my superiors was studying it when I'd just made Detective" said Jordan quietly, "The researchers listed in this book have either retired or died"

"W-What?!" exclaimed May, looking at Amarante in shock then looking back at Jordan, "You're kidding me?!"

Jordan shook his head, "No, unless we can find someone alive and not incredibly old to tell us about the necklace it's unlikely we'll find any information out about it"

Amarante thought for a moment, muttering to herself, "We need to speak to someone who knows about the necklace-"

"Wait" interrupted May suddenly, the group turned to her and she carried on, "I know someone that knows all about the necklace"

"What?! Who?!" exclaimed Amarante.

"James" said May simply, a look of realization rushing over her face, "Of course, I can't believe I didn't think of it before"

Drew didn't answer, he simply acknowledged May's idea but nothing else.

"D-Drew?" asked May carefully, "What do you think?"

Drew turned away from the group so that he was looking out at the scenery, meanwhile May's lips begun to quiver. She could feel childish tears about to pour from her eyes, but she didn't want them to, she wanted Drew to see her as a strong girl, not one that needed rescuing.

Amarante looked between May and Drew, and then to Jordan, "We'll leave you two in peace"

Amarante turned and walked back into the cave, practically dragging Jordan along with her until they were out of sight and earshot.

"You're going to need to speak to me at some point!" burst out May, exasperated.

Drew continued looking ahead of him, trying to not even acknowledge her presence. May cleared her throat loudly to attempt to get a reaction out of him, but to no avail.

"Fine!" exclaimed May, raising her arms in defeat, "I'll just stay here and annoy you until you speak to me!"

Drew flinched, resulting in May smirking Finally, she thoughtI'm getting through to him…

"Well" started May, moving over so that she was standing next to Drew, looking out at the scenery, "What a lovely place, huh? It was so great that we teleported here with Amarante-"

Drew coughed, as if to block out some of May's loud, incessant talking, it worked for a second before he could hear her again, after coughing a few times he gave up.

"Have you got a cough, Drew?" asked May, faking concern, "Because I know this really good cough syrup that you could do with- Oh wait, I totally forgot we were in hiding! How dumb would that be? Busted for buying cough syrup!"

May noticed Drew's fists clenching, and smirked, her plan to annoy him into talking to her seemed to be the best approach; however much she wanted to use calm conversation it just wouldn't cut it in this situation.

"Anyway, this cough syrup works really well- I mean," May leant closer to Drew, "-It tastes pretty bad but if you can get past that it'll work right away, I'd know, I use it a lot"

May noticed no change in Drew's demeanour except for his breathing beginning to speed up from the anger he felt toward her. May bit her lip, unsure of whether to continue with her plan, as it seemed to be provoking an entirely different type of reaction.

"W-Well…" stammered May, "I guess we're stuck here- alone- together- all alone, alone, alone…" May sighed, running out of ideas to annoy him, and begun humming a song loudly in Drew's ear, she noticed him flinch at the sound and paused for a moment, "Hey! I really like that song! Do you know what it is, Drew? Hey, Drew, why are you ignoring me? I didn't do anything to you, did I? Drew! Tell me what this song is! Please!" May started humming the song again, "Drew? What is that song- It's on the tip of my tongue, I can't quite remember the artis-"

"-Stop being so childish" said Drew through gritted teeth.

"What's that?" asked May angrily, "You're calling me childish? Aren't you the one that's been ignoring me all this time?"

"Aren't you the one that's been acting like a complete bimbo for the last ten minutes to get my attention?" retorted Drew, "Please, it's like you're in grade school"

"Well it worked, didn't it?" said May, "Why won't you talk to me?"

Drew turned to face May, his own face was tinted pink from how angry he was, "I'm talking now, aren't I?"

"That's not what I mean!" said May, "You've been ignoring me, even when I've been trying to apologize to you!"

"I can't accept your apology, May" said Drew solemnly.

May threw her hands up in defeat once again, "Why not?!"

"I just- I just can't.." said Drew, avoiding eye contact with her, "I'm going back inside now-"

Drew begun to walk away from May, but before he could get anywhere near the inside of the cliff May darted forward and grabbed his arm, forcefully turning him around to face her once more.

"What was that for?" asked Drew impatiently, yet again avoiding eye contact.

May wanted to shout out, hit the wall, and scream from the top of her lungs to get rid of her frustration. She cupped her hands around Drew's face and moved it so that he was looking into her eyes, "Will you look at me for more than a second?"

"What do you want, May?" hissed Drew, removing her hands from his face but keeping eye contact, "Do you want me to forgive you? This isn't the same stupid argument we always have! I have just found out that Makoto Ese is my father; the man wanted by the police everywhere, the one who helped to kidnap you, the one that wants to kill you! Why didn't you tell me as soon as you knew? I would've appreciated the honesty… but to have it come from HIM- of ALL PEOPLE!" Drew shook his head; May was certain she could see tears appearing in his eyes, "And to have him call me weak- of all things, in front of someone like you- and to find out he- he killed my…"

Drew could not finish the sentence; instead a lone tear made its way down his cheek and dropped onto the ground beneath them. May relaxed her grip on him and moved closer to embrace him. Drew closed his eyes to prevent the tears from being released anymore; crying, after all, was a sign of weakness.

"Drew…" murmured May as they embraced, "You aren't weak, he was saying it to upset you, can't you see that? I couldn't tell you because I had no idea how you'd react, you could've shouted at me, or not believed me- I was just looking for the perfect moment to tell you everything, but obviously that moment never came"

Drew pushed May away from him, "Please… stop it…"

May felt as if her heart was breaking into little pieces, "W-What?"

Drew leant in closer to May, his lips near her ear and whispered "I can't stand to feel like you've betrayed me"

May's eyes begun to well up with tears, "Drew- I haven't betrayed you, I couldn't find the right moment to tell you, that was all"

Drew looked into her eyes, "…That isn't enough"

It was May's turn to cry as Drew moved away from her, walking backwards at first, unwilling to break eye contact but subsequently tore his eyes away from hers as he turned and walked back into the cave.

A/N: Gah! DON'T HATE ME. PLEASE. I'm too fragile to handle the hatred... :( But in all seriousness, Apologies if the ending annoys you... but I can't let Drew and May make up JUST yet, although they will make up, that's a promise. :)