A bit to far part 2

Disclamer: I don't own Poke'mon. so no lawyers please. Thank you.

A/N: Never thought I would finish it eh? Well guess what? I did. Please enjoy, oh yeah it's AAMR! You've been warned. Also very, very short.

The two of them went down stairs, fully clothed and walked to the living room where Mrs. Ketchum sat with a stern look on her face.

The only words that could come out of her mouth were, "Sit." The word echoed through Ash's head, he knew what was in store for him, at least he thought.

The two sat on a coach together. Ash grabbed Misty's hand and held it. He knew he hurt his mom's heart but she didn't understand.

"Why?" Mrs. Ketchum asked.

"I love her." Ash said biting his lip.

"What if you did have you know?" Mrs. Ketchum asked.

"Well if we did, we would have used protection." Ash managed to spit out.

"Protection? For God's sake your only fourteen." Mrs. Ketchum said in an outrage.

"Mrs. Ketchum, look in my eyes, I love your son, his journey is to important to him or to me, to risk on pleasure, I do love your son but I would never, never." Misty replied as tears came out of her eyes as if it was water flowing down a creek or as if it was blood from a man just killed, she loved Ash to much.

Mrs. Ketchum looked into her eyes, but went way past her eyes but into her heart. She saw that Misty cared about her son she just didn't realize it. She smiled and said, "I know Misty but I love my son and I want the best for him, that's all."

"So do I, so do I." Misty cried. Her tears slowed down as Winter turns into Spring. She gave a quick smile and added, "I just want to cuddle with Ash, I never meant it to go that far."

"I know, just be careful, love is so strong, it can take control of your brain." Mrs. Ketchum explained.

"It can take my brain but It'll never take my heart." Ash added his two cents. Mrs. Ketchum smiled, she was satisfied. She sent them back to his room and asked politely for no hanky-panky. In return they smiled. They had went a bit to far, but not no more, not now, not while Ash was just starting to get better, not then, not now, not for a while.

Ash and Misty crawled into bed together. Ash held Misty close to him and kissed her on the head. They went to sleep together.

Suddenly the window next to them crashed opened. A man jumped in and in one second of a lifetime, a gun went off. It hit Misty. The pain went to her brain, to her muscles, all through out her, except for her heart. She knew her heart was the strongest thing in her, her heart burned with desire and it turned to Ash, the one she loved and cared for the most. Ash held Misty in his arms. he cried and called for his mother and Brock to come. Brock ran upstairs. Barely awake, he looked at Misty, she was covered in blood, he stood shocked, he ran back downstairs to call 9-1-1. Ash continued to cry, his heart torn in two. His soul not full. He was empty. He didn't have Misty's smiling face nor her innocent eyes. he had Misty's blood covered body, and her eye's full of pain and torture. Ash could only say a few words to comfort his love's soul.

"It'll be alright, I'm here." Ash sweetly said while cradiling Misty in his arms.

Misty moaned in pain, her body in torture, her soul in denial of just what happened. Her Ash crying.

The paramedics arrived about ten minutes later. she was life flighted to west Wing Hospital. Ash was unable to ride with her due to she was taken by helicopter.

~~Hospital~~

Ash paced up and down the hall where Misty was being tested on. He couldn't get the thought out of his head of her being dead. He cried his heart out to the Docter's to let him see Misty, but they wouldn't not yet.

After about thirty minutes of waiting one docter rushed out with urgent news.

"Ash, Mrs. Ketchum, Brock I have some bad news, Misty is................................."

To be continued.................