A/N: I was going to put off this chapter a bit longer but it's done so why wait. Let's get this arc over with so I can go back to the narumayos!


January 8th, 2029, 6:00 PM
Hospital Waiting Room

When the doctor finally entered the waiting room, he looked a little surprised at the large group of people that had gathered there, and all of them were immediately at attention when they saw him.

Apollo was the first to speak. "So? How did everything go?"

The doctor looked around at the group. "She's through the worst of it. She'll need a while to recover but she'll live."

There was a collective sigh of relief, and Trucy sniffled gratefully against Maya's chest. "Can we see her?" she asked quietly.

The doctor nodded. "She's in recovery so feel free to visit her. There's quite a few of you though so you should probably keep it to groups of three or four for now."

"Trucy and Apollo, do you two want to go in first?" Phoenix asked.

Trucy grabbed the sleeve of his jacket. "Will you come too, Daddy?"

"Sure, Truce." He stood up. "Let's go." Trucy got up to follow him, and the doctor turned around to lead them from the room.

"Wait, pal! Wait!"

Phoenix stopped and turned at the familiar voice. Detective Gumshoe rushed into the waiting room behind them, stopping to rest his hands on his knees and catch his breath. Phoenix was glad to see him. "Detective, did you find the person who did this?"

"Afraid not, pal," Gumshoe said between breaths. "But we found the place he was staying. After we pulled the security tapes from the Gatewater Hotel we found he was staying a room there too, a few floors down from the victim." Gumshoe glanced at Trucy and Apollo quickly, but Phoenix got the point, and turned to the two of them.

"Apollo, you and Trucy go ahead. Truce, you'll be fine with Apollo, right?"

She nodded meekly and grabbed Apollo's hand. "Sure. Come on, Polly." They followed the doctor from the room quickly.

When they were gone, Phoenix turned back to Gumshoe. "What did you find in the room?"

Gumshoe scratched the back of his head. "This guy had some pretty weird stuff. He was obviously a stalker of some sort. He had… pictures."

"What sort of pictures?"

Now Gumshoe was glancing at Pearl, but Phoenix urged him on. "She was investigating crime scenes with me when she was a kid, Gumshoe. Pearl, are you okay to hear this?"

She nodded. "Yes, Mr. Nick. It's fine."

Klavier had made his way over too, curious to hear about what they'd found. Gumshoe continued. "He had multiple photos of Ms. Gramarye in various states of undress. They definitely look like they were taken from hidden cameras. We have a team going back through her hotel room now to look for them. He also had videos of the same thing, and more normal videos of her performances, souvenirs from her concerts." He made a face. "He even had a baggy of hair that was supposedly hers, but I'm more inclined to believe he was probably duped when he made that purchase."

"Mein Gott," Klavier muttered. "Why would he try to kill her if he was such a big fan?"

"We went through his computer and found a bunch of forum posts where he was explaining to other fans there that he'd hand written her letters to tell her how much he loved her, and she never replied. Can't really blame her. Who knows what sort of creepy things were written in those letters," Gumshoe explained.

Klavier nodded thoughtfully. "Ja, celebrities who receive a lot of fan mail obviously can't answer it all themselves. She probably had people to do that for her, and any mail like that would have been tossed right away. These crazy types don't realize that though. I doubt the mail even made it to her."

"Detective," Phoenix interrupted. "Did you find anything that will help you figure out where this guy went? Does he live around here? An apartment, a house, any addresses or anything?"

Gumshoe shook his head glumly. "No. He was smart that way, unfortunately. There was nothing in his hotel room to show where he may have actually come from. For all we know, he could have followed her here from another country."

Phoenix sat down heavily beside Maya, who took his hand and squeezed gently. "What do we do if you can't find him?"

"The best thing would be for her to leave the country again," Klavier said. "A private flight, in secret. Preferably not back to Borginia. It'll have to be somewhere else where she's not well known, and she won't be able to perform again until we find him."

"Not that she'll be performing any time soon anyway," Phoenix said. He sighed and ran a hand over his face. "Apollo and Trucy just got her back. Now she's going to have to go back into hiding."

"I'm sorry, pal. I wish I had better news. We'll keep searching, but Mr. Gavin is right. If we haven't found this guy by the time she's recovered, she should go somewhere safer. For now, we'll post some officers outside her hospital room."

"Thanks, Detective."

"No problem, pal. Let me know if you need anything. We'll come check with Ms. Gramarye tomorrow after she's rested but if she has any information before we come, make sure you call me."

"Of course."

Gumshoe nodded and gave Maya and Pearl a little wave before leaving.

Phoenix put his face in his hands when Gumshoe was gone. "Why does stuff like this always happen. I don't want to have to tell Trucy that her mom is going away again for who knows how long."

Maya wrapped an arm around him. "They'll find him, Nick. Hey, I bet if we tell Mr. Edgeworth he'll pull some strings just so he can be the prosecutor on the case. Then they'll be sure to get a guilty verdict."

Phoenix smiled. "That would be nice."


Inside the hospital room, Trucy and Apollo approached Thalassa's bedside hesitantly. There were still all sorts of wires and medical equipment hooked up to her, with a heart monitor beeping beside the bed, but she at least looked peaceful as she slept.

Apollo let Trucy take the chair beside the bed, and she reached for Thalassa's hand, gently taking it in her own. Thalassa stirred when she felt the movement, and her eyes fluttered open, immediately landing on Trucy and Apollo. She managed a small smile at seeing her two children.

"Mom," Trucy said, a tear already slipping down her cheek. "I'm so glad you're okay."

Thalassa squeezed her hand as hard as she could, which wasn't very hard in her current state. Her throat was dry and sore, but she tried to speak anyway. "I'm so happy you two are here," she rasped.

Apollo went to a tray sitting not too far away and poured a cup of water for her. When he offered it she drank it gratefully and cleared her throat. "I'm glad you're the first ones I get to see after all this," she said, her voice more clear. "I was… shot, is that right?"

Apollo nodded. "Yes. I found you when I came to see you today, in your hotel room."

Thalassa started tearing up, and she reached for his hand. "So it's thanks to you that I'm even alive, Apollo. Thank you."

He held her hand between his, trying not to cry anymore himself. "I'm so sorry," he said, his voice cracking. "I shouldn't have gotten so angry last night. I shouldn't have left. If I had stayed and talked with you this might not have happened-"

"Shush," Thalassa scolded. "Don't ever say that, Apollo. This isn't your fault." He nodded, tears slipping down his cheeks now. She continued. "I know I hurt you. Both of you. And I'm sorry for that. I'll regret it for the rest of my life. And Apollo, you deserve to know why I didn't try to find you after the fire that killed Jove… I don't know if it's a good enough reason, but at the time it felt like it was."

"You don't need to tell me now, you should just rest," Apollo said.

Thalassa shook her head. "No. No more putting it off." She let go of Trucy's hand to take another sip of her water, then spoke again. "Listen, Apollo. My father Magnifi was not a very nice man. He never approved of my marriage to your father. When we found out I was pregnant with you, I left Troupe Gramarye and then left the country with Jove. I never told my father about you. He was a rather violent, abusive man and I was scared for my safety, Jove's safety, and eventually your safety. If he had learned I was pregnant, I may have had an unfortunate accident and could have lost you… and I wouldn't let that happen. Jove and I travelled around, he was a performer as you know and I sometimes performed with him. Then the fire in Khura'in happened."

She took a deep breath, her eyes beginning to swim with tears. "I wasn't there that night, and Jove protected you with his life. I heard about his death in the news, but I never heard about any children. I thought you must still be alive, but without Jove I had no money to my name, and nowhere to stay. We were performers but we made money nightly, we had no savings, and I was only 18. I couldn't perform and take care of a child, so I had no choice but to go back to my father.

I couldn't bring you, Apollo. If I had come back with a baby, I was so scared something would happen to you. Instead, I married Zak, Trucy's biological father. It wasn't an arranged marriage but it might as well have been. I knew all along that he was chosen by my father, so when he asked me to marry him I said yes. He had talent we could add to the Gramarye name, so my father approved." She squeezed Trucy's hand. "I'm sorry you have to hear this, Trucy. Your father was good to us. He never once hurt us, and he loved you. But I never felt as strongly for him as I did Jove."

Trucy sniffed and nodded. She understood. Sometimes, love wasn't perfect.

"Apollo, I am so sorry. If I could live my life again I would have stayed in Khura'in. I would have found you and stayed and made it work somehow. You have no idea how much I missed you, how many nights I cried myself to sleep, trying to tell myself it was the right thing to do. Eventually, I did start planning to go back, to look for you in Khura'in's foster programs and orphanages. But then I had my accident and I lost my memory of both of you. My father sent me away to Borginia, to hide the incident from the press and protect the Gramarye name, plus I was no good to him if I couldn't perform anymore. And I believe you two know the rest. Apollo, all I can do now is ask for your forgiveness. I understand if you need more time, but I am truly sorry."

Apollo took a deep breath. It was heavy stuff, but learning the whole story did make him feel slightly better. He met her eyes. "I do forgive you. Thank you for telling me everything. I understand why you did what you did. You thought you were doing what was best for me. I can't blame you for that."

She smiled gratefully at him. "Thank you. Thank you, both of you. I don't deserve either of you." She gestured for each of them to come in closer, and she wrapped an arm around each of them. "I love you both, I hope you know that. I love you more than anything in the world."

"I love you too, mom," Trucy said. Her voice was still shaking with her emotions, but she sounded decidedly more happy now.

"I love you too," Apollo said. "Mom." He let out a short laugh. "I have to get used to that."

There was a soft knock on the door, and Apollo and Trucy both pulled back to look towards it.

"Sorry to interrupt the family reunion," Phoenix said, stepping into the room. Maya and Pearl were both close behind him, both of them peeking shyly into the room from the doorway. "I know the doctor said to keep it to groups of four, but do you mind if Maya and Pearl come in?"

Thalassa shook her head. "No. I would love to meet them both."

At her welcome, Maya and Pearl stepped into the room and came forward. Phoenix wrapped one arm around Maya's waist and the other around Pearl's shoulders. "This is Maya Fey, spirit medium, Master of the Kurain Channeling Technique and Kurain Village, my former assistant, as well as my lovely girlfriend," he said. Maya grinned at him and slipped out of his grasp to shake hands with Thalassa. "Maya, this is Thalassa Gramarye, otherwise known as Lamiroir, otherwise known as Trucy and Apollo's biological mother."

Thalassa smiled warmly at her. "It's so nice to finally meet you, Miss Fey. I've heard so much about you from Mr. Wright and Trucy. They both truly love you."

Maya couldn't help the slight blush that rose to her cheeks. "Aw, it's great to meet you, too. Trucy's told me all about you, even before she knew you were her mother. And please, call me Maya."

Thalassa nodded and looked over at Pearl. "And you must be Pearl Fey, the prodigy spirit medium Mr. Wright has also told me all about?"

Pearl stepped forward shyly and nodded. "Yes. It's nice to meet you Ms. Gramarye."

"Oh, you may call me Thalassa, please. You've been like a sister to Trucy all these years, haven't you?"

Pearl nodded. "We've known each other since I was nine. We practically grew up together after Mr. Nick adopted Trucy."

Trucy smiled at her. "Pearl's been my best friend since I met her."

"I'm so glad to hear it."

Phoenix didn't want to, but now that introductions were out of the way, he had to get down to business. "Thalassa, I'm sorry to start right into the serious stuff, but do you remember anything about the man who shot you?"

She furrowed her eyebrows. "I could possibly give the police enough to go on for a facial sketch. He didn't try hiding his face at all. I'm assuming he thought the shot would kill me." She leaned her head back on her pillow. "Do you know why he did it?"

"He was a stalker. He was staying at the same hotel as you and the detectives found some… incriminating evidence there, but nothing to tell them where he may have gone. I'm sorry to say they still haven't found him."

Thalassa sighed. "I see."

"What will we do if they don't find him, Daddy?" Trucy spoke up, fear showing in her big eyes.

Thalassa looked at Phoenix knowingly. She already realized the only way to be sure she was safe. "It'd be best if I left the country again, Trucy. Go somewhere where no one ones knows me."

Trucy clutched her hand. "No! We just got you back!"

"I'm sorry, Truce," Phoenix said. "It's the best way to make sure she's kept safe."

Apollo was strangely quiet during the conversation, until he cleared his throat lightly. "Why doesn't she come back to Khura'in with me? Lamiroir is famous in Europe and North America mostly. No one will recognize her so far into East Asia. No one will even think of her going somewhere so out of the way that they'd bother to look there, and so far I don't think the media has gotten wind of Lamiroir's long lost children. No one will find her through me if we manage to keep that a secret until we get to Khura'in."

"That may work, Apollo," Phoenix said.

Trucy pouted. "Can I go to Khura'in too, Daddy?"

Phoenix patted her head. "I'm afraid not, kiddo. You'll be graduating soon and we can't take you out of school before then." Trucy was about to protest, but he held up a hand. "But you'll be eighteen in a few months. After you graduate, if you want to take some time away from your performances and use some of your savings, you can go to Khura'in for the summer."

"That's so far away," she groaned.

Thalassa smiled at them. "You should listen to your father, Trucy. He's right after all. I want you to do your best in life, so please, stay here and at least graduate high school first. I'll be safe in Khura'in and I'll be waiting for you. And if they find this stalker before then, I'll come visit you first, okay?"

Trucy nodded, still pouting slightly. "Okay, fine."

"We should let you rest for now, Thalassa. There are police officers stationed outside your room," Phoenix said.

Thalassa yawned. She did feel tired again. She supposed it was the drugs in her system still. "Thank you, Mr. Wright."

He nodded and filed out of the room with Trucy and Pearl behind him. Apollo was next, but before Maya could leave, Thalassa called her back. Maya let Phoenix know she'd be right out, and shut the door again.

"What is it, Thalassa? Did you need more water?"

She shook her head. "No, that's not it. I wanted to thank you."

Maya raised her eyebrows. "Thank me for what?"

"For taking care of Trucy all these years. I may not know you that well yet but I can tell you're a good person, and the way Mr. Wright talks about you," she laughed lightly. "He loves you so much, and so does Trucy. I'm so grateful she had a woman like you to look up to while growing up. Mr. Wright did a fine job raising her, but she needed a mother figure too. That was you."

Maya swallowed the lump in her throat. "It was nothing, really. I just did what anyone would have. I love Trucy. I've loved Trucy even before Nick and I got together. She's always been like a daughter to me."

"I'm glad. Please, when I've recovered and I'm gone to Khura'in, continue looking out for her."

"Of course. I always will."

Thalassa smiled. "I do believe I need a nap now."

"Alright. I'll let you get some sleep," Maya said. She turned back around and headed for the door.


When Apollo made it back to the waiting room, Klavier was still sitting around, waiting. Apollo raised an eyebrow at him when he approached. "You could've come in to see her you know."

"Oh, I didn't want to intrude. This is a family matter after all."

"But you're her friend too. You should go in and say hi later when she's awake again."

"Sure, Herr Forehead. I'll make sure I buy her some flowers first. She's okay then?"

Apollo nodded and sat down heavily beside him. "Yeah, she's okay. She'll be in recovery for a bit, but she'll live."

"Did you make up?"

Apollo smiled. "Yeah, we did. She explained everything, and believe me, it's a long story. I forgave her."

"That's good to hear. I'm glad everything is working out."

"Mhm. Except for one little thing. The stalker."

Klavier hummed. "Ja, that is a problem. Have you decided where she'll go once she's recovered?"

Apollo nodded. "Yes, but I don't want to talk about it here. I'm a little paranoid right now."

"Understandable."

Apollo turned to him. "Hey, thanks for everything. For last night, for the clothes, and just for being here. I'm sure you have a busy life, so thanks."

Klavier shrugged. "It was nothing, Herr Forehead."

"Hey Apollo? We're all going to head home now," Phoenix called from down the hall. Apollo looked up at his voice. "Are you going to come? There are police stationed here and the hospital staff know not to let anyone in that isn't part of our group. She'll be safe, and we've all had a long day."

Apollo scratched the back of his neck. "Maybe later, Mr. Wright. I'm going to stay here a bit longer to keep watch. Just in case, you know?"

"Alright. Don't work yourself too hard."

Trucy ran down the hall quickly to grab him in a hug. "Be careful, Polly. Come home and rest some later, okay?"

"I will, Trucy." He watched her leave again, and waved at Maya and Pearl as they followed Phoenix out of the hospital.

"I'll stay here with you, Herr Forehead," Klavier said.

"Are you sure? You don't have to, if you're busy."

"I have nothing better to do. Besides, I like your company."

Apollo turned his head. "Alright. I could use the company, Prosecutor Gavin."


January 8th, 2029, 8:30 PM
Fey-Wright Residence

Maya groaned as she flopped onto the couch in the living room. "Well, today was… eventful."

"Tell me about it," Phoenix said as he sat down beside her. "How was your meeting with the Elders earlier? Did that at least go well?"

She scooted over so she could lean against him. "Um, it was okay."

"Just okay?"

She nodded. "Yeaaah. So you know how the Elders in Kurain don't like you?"

He snorted. "Yeah, they never have."

"Well they like you even less after today."

He dropped his head onto the back of the couch. "Why? What did you tell them this time?"

"Oh, just that you're the man who corrupted my pure little heart and," she gasped, "took my virginity before marriage. Shame, shame."

He spluttered. "W-what? Why would you tell them that? Besides, that was forever ago," he mused.

"Don't sound so proud, Nick," she teased. "Pearly blurted out in front of all of them that we're trying to get pregnant. They were slightly upset because we're not married yet."

"So? You don't have to be married to have a kid."

"I know! That's what I said! Besides, we love each other, so we don't have to get married. I mean, it's not that important."

He shifted uncomfortably. "Why are they so against you getting pregnant then?"

She shrugged. "They're traditional, you know that. Mystic Petunia even had the nerve to tell me that a bastard wouldn't be fit to run Kurain." She clenched her fists. "That mean old… witch. I told her that if she ever said that again, I'd banish her."

"You can do that?"

"I don't know. I just blurted it out, but she looked scared! So it must be true, or at least they seem to think it is."

He laughed and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "You know I love when you act all in charge, right?"

She smirked. "I know you do. I do have some good news though."

"What is it?"

"You know how I put forth the idea that Kurain drop the matrilineal succession of the Master title?"

"Mhm, you only talk about it all the time."

"They approved it!"

"Really?!" He hugged her closer to him. "Maya, that's great. I know how much it meant to you."

She nodded. "Now we don't have to worry. Our kids, and Pearly's if she has any, won't be forced into the position like I was. Even Pearly may not have to be Master after me if she doesn't want to be. I'm so glad."

He kissed the top of her head. "I'm happy for you, Maya. You're doing a great job as the Master so far, you know that?"

"Thanks Nick. I try."

"By the way, what did Thalassa want to talk to you about? If you don't mind me asking."

Maya smiled. "She thanked me for taking care of Trucy while she wasn't around. I mean, I wasn't even around that often back when you were disbarred, so I don't feel like I deserve her thanks, but it was nice. I feel so silly for how jealous I was…"

"I told you Trucy wasn't going to replace you." He sighed. "Once Thalassa goes to Khura'in with Apollo, Trucy's going to need you more than ever. You'll really have to be there for her."

"I know." She wrapped an arm around him and squeezed. "I will be."


January 21st, 2029, 8:30 AM
Fey-Wright Residence

When Thalassa entered the home where her two children were currently living, she had to smile. It was exactly what she'd expect a home with a family to look like and she found herself once again grateful beyond words that Apollo and Trucy had people like Maya and Phoenix to look after them.

Her recovery had been long, but she'd finally been allowed to leave the hospital and was cleared to fly. They could waste no time, and two tickets to Khura'in were booked almost right away. One for her, and one for Apollo. They were to leave today. Thanks to some strings pulled and favours called in by Phoenix, they were provided a private jet by the Chief Prosecutor himself. It would only make a few stops to refuel, and no one would know who or what was on the flight.

Maya led her into the kitchen where she gestured for her to sit at the island where Phoenix and Pearl were already sitting, before sitting down herself. "I like your new haircut," she commented.

Thalassa ran a hand through her much shorter hair. It fell to about chin length now. "Thank you. It's hard to get used to but it makes maintaining it easier."

"And it makes you less recognizable, right?" Phoenix said.

Thalassa nodded. "Yes. Strangely, my old habit of dressing with a hood and face covering is now more recognizable than my actual face, so I'm free to walk around without a disguise, aside from my hair and my bracelet," she said, wrapping her fingers around her wrist where her missing bangle usually was. "Once I'm in Khura'in, my police escort will no longer be needed. Apollo has assured me he knows some former rebels that can take up my protection if needed."

Phoenix smiled. "Don't let Datz poke too much fun at you. He's… an interesting person."

"Apollo has already warned me about him."

"Did I hear my name?" Apollo called, before coming into the room, dragging a heavy suitcase behind him. Trucy followed him into the room.

"We were talking about Datz."

Apollo rolled his eyes. "He's a character. But you'll be fine, mom. He's a good guy." There was a few seconds of silence in the room. Apollo cleared his throat. "Are you ready to go? Klavier is waiting with the car, tinted windows and all. He's going to drive us to the airport."

"Yes, I'm ready. But first…" she bent down to unzip her luggage and pulled out something wrapped in white paper. She held it out to Trucy. "Here, Trucy. This is for you."

Trucy took it from her and gently unwrapped it. It was her bracelet, the one identical to Apollo's. "Mom… I can't take this, it's yours!"

Thalassa shook her head. "I can't take it with me, so I want you to have it. You and Apollo will both have one. Wear it, use your ability with it, or let it sit on your dresser with the rest of your jewelry if you want. Just take care of it."

Trucy held it to her chest. "Thank you. I will." She slipped it onto her left wrist, and gasped as it immediately tightened to her wrist size. "Whoa. This feels weird. I never knew what it was like."

"Great, now I'll have an even harder time lying to her," Phoenix said.

Trucy put her hands on her hips. "You shouldn't lie to me anyway, Daddy!"

Thalassa laughed. "Thank you all. We should go now, Apollo." She hugged everyone in turn, lingering longest on Trucy. "I'll miss you, but remember, you'll get to see me as soon as you graduate."

Trucy nodded, willing herself not to cry. "I know. I'll work extra hard to make sure I graduate with perfect grades."

Thalassa patted her hair. "Good." She turned to Maya and Phoenix next. "And thank you both for everything. I'll never be able to repay you."

Phoenix waved a hand. "You don't owe us anything. Just stay safe."

"Right. Let's go Apollo."

Apollo made his rounds of hugs and goodbyes as well. When he got to Pearl, she latched onto him and Maya smiled sadly as Pearl's eyes filled with tears. "I'll miss you, Mr. Apollo," she said. "Please let me know if there's anything I can do for you while you're in Khura'in. I'll send you care packages!"

Apollo patted her on the back and smiled. "Thanks Pearl, I will, and I'd appreciate that. Maybe you can come visit with Trucy in the summer."

Pearl beamed at that. "I'd love to."

With one more wave to the group, Apollo and Thalassa both headed out the doors to the waiting car, where Klavier was set to drive them to the airport.

Apollo assisted Thalassa with her luggage and held the back door open for her, then climbed into the passenger's seat beside Klavier. Two of Thalassa's police escort were also in the back seat with her, making the car a bit cramped, but it was worth it for the extra protection before they got on the plane.

"Ready to go, Herr Forehead?" Klavier asked.

Apollo nodded. "Yeah. Let's go."


When they made it to the airport they pulled up outside a smaller door normally reserved for celebrities. It seemed appropriate, travelling with two celebrities, but Apollo was a little worried it would draw more attention than using the normal doors. Thalassa and her two police escorts were whisked inside quickly by the airport staff alerted about their arrival, and Apollo made to get out as well.

Klavier's hand closed around his bicep, and he stopped. "What's wrong, Klavier?"

Apollo never would have thought he'd see Klavier look awkward, but he certainly did now. And if he wasn't just seeing things, he could have sworn there was a slight blush on his cheeks. "You still have my number, right Herr Forehead?" he asked.

Apollo nodded. "Yeah, of course."

"Right. Make sure to keep me up to date then, okay?"

Apollo smiled. "I will. Hey, you're rich, right? Come visit me sometime. A plane ticket can't be too expensive for you."

There was that perfect white smile he was so used to. "Sure, Herr Forehead. If you really want me to, I mean. I'll try to get up that way next time I'm not too busy with work."

"Great. I guess… I'll see you then."

"Mhm. Have a good flight, Herr Forehead."

"Thanks. Bye for now, Prosecutor Gavin."

He pulled his arm from Klavier's grip and stepped out of the car. He grabbed his own luggage from the trunk and followed the airport security person who was waiting for him into the building where they could get ready to board their flight. He was excited to go back to Khura'in. Datz and Nahyuta had been calling him every other day it seemed, asking when he was coming back. They were a little more understanding when they found out what happened, but by the end of the month they were back to nagging, constantly asking when Thalassa would be well enough to fly.

The last time Apollo spoke to Nahyuta on the phone to tell him he was finally making his way back, he could hear Datz's hooting and hollering in the background. "It's about time! We need our lawyer back! These newbies got nothing on Apollo Justice!"

Nahyuta had sighed at that. "Just, please, hurry up, Apollo. I don't know how much more of Datz I can handle on my own."

It was good to know he was missed.


A/N: I didn't proofread this very well so I don't mind if you point out any glaring spelling/punctuation or grammar mistakes.

And to my one guest reviewer I couldn't respond to personally, thank you! I'm glad you look forward to it. ^_^