DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pokemon!

A/N: This chapter was written by Graham and it is sure to be a good one! Trust me, just read on!

Ash walked back to the kitchen after his phone call to James. He was still trying to figure out how to do this. There were so many angles to consider, the most important of all was making sure his mother and Misty were safe.

"Yo Ash, you look beat man, maybe you should get some sleep" Brock said in a concerned tone.

"Nah Brock, I am fine, I just got a lot on my mind." He paused and looked around to make sure both Misty and Delia were not within earshot, and then continued. "Just got off the phone with James, him and Jessie are in."

Brock looked at his friend with a puzzled look on his face. "Ash, Misty is staying, right?"

"Yeah, so?"

"Then what's with all the secrecy?"

"I want her involved in this as little as possible" Ash explained.

"But Ash, whether you like it or not she is involved." Brock paused and placed a hand on his friends shoulder.
"She was with you in the Orange Islands, I was not. She is more at risk than I am. If I could take her place for you on Giovanni's hit list I would."

Ash smiled at his friend. "I know you would Brock, you've been like a brother to me and Misty for as long as I can remember."

"I would not have it any other way man." He paused for a minute then with a sense of hurt in his tone began to speak again. "Ash, don't take this the wrong way, but since she is a major target, we might as well make use of her. Why not let her help?"

Ash sighed. He knew Brock was right, his hands were tithed in the matter. If they wanted to do this right, Misty had to be on the team. "Alright, in the morning, we tell her she's in."

The gang all arose early the following morning. Ash and Brock were at the kitchen table when Misty walked in.

"Morning guys" Misty said sleepily as she walked over and poured herself a coffee.

"Morning Misty" the guys said in unison.

"Did you sleep okay?" Ash asked.

"Well, Mr Pokemon master, one does not get much sleep when ones husband is tossing and turning most of the night." She raised an eyebrow and Ash looked at his wife and laughed nervously.

"Er, yeah, sorry honey, I kinda had a lot on my mind last night."

"Like...?" Misty inquired. Ash looked at Brock and then redirected his gaze to his wife. Her eyes were full of expectation and hope. He sighed deeply and then spoke.

"Welcome to the team honey."

Misty looked at her husband and smiled. She knew what this meant. She walked up behind the chair he was sitting in and laid her head to rest on his shoulder. She then pulled his head forward and embraced him in a kiss, and as they parted Misty said something just loud enough so Ash could hear.

"Thank you for believing in me."

Ash simply nodded in response to his wife's words, for if truth were to be told it was not Misty he did not believe in - it was himself. Could he really do as he vowed and take another life? He was not sure suddenly. His thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door.

"I'll go" Brock said as he got up and left the room. He returned a few seconds later with Jessie and James by his side.

"Hey guys how are you?" Misty said with a smile.

"We're fine thanks Misty" Jessie replied. James glanced over at Ash and gave him one of those, 'What's she doing here?' looks. Ash looked up at James and answered his questioning look

"It's ok Jimmy, she's on the team." James just nodded in reply.

"Hey James, did you sort out some supplies?" asked Brock.

"Yeah, they're at the front door, can you bring the box in Brock?" James asked politly.

"Sure thing, back in a flash." Brock left to get the box. While that was going on the girls had started chatting about the usual girl things and Ash had just started a conversation with James.

"So where did you get them?" Ash inquired, unable to believe that Jessie and James' former leader had united them civilly.

"An old friend of yours was only to happy to lend us some guns" James replied happily.

"Who?"

"Surge" James said non-chantendly.

"Good old LT, he is always reliable in a tight spot" Ash recalled. Just then Brock returned.

"Aaaaah god Jimmy, this thing weights a ton, how much ammo did he send anyway?"

"He did not say, he just said he would send some over. I have no idea as to the contents of that box in term of gun types" James shrugged.

Just then the girls heard the key word in the boys conversation. Jessie thought nothing of it, being a former Team rocket member and being used to handling fire arms. But Misty decided to air her views.

"Hold the phone Ash Ketchum, you did not say a word to me about using any fire arms."

"Misty, that is part of the reason I did not want you involved from the get go. We ain't kids no more, we can't rely on pokemon this time." He paused. "If you wanna back out I'll understand."

"No, I am still in" Misty confirmed.

Ash sighed. "Okay, fine." Jessie and James joined them at the table.

"So where do we begin?" Brock asked.

"Well first things first, have there been any clues dropped to his possible where a bouts?" James asked, sounding more serious than he ever had in his life.

"Nope, all we have received is a couple of prank phone calls where the number has been untraceable" Misty said.

"No we haven't" Ash said quietly.

"What?" Misty looked like she hadn't heard him properly.

"I did not want to worry you Misty, but this came yesterday." He then showed Misty and Brock the letter he had received the day before.

"Looks like you got a fan, Misty" Brock said jokingly as he passed the letter to Jessie. Misty was about to respond to his joke when her thoughts were interrupted by Jessie screaming.

"OH MY GOD!!!"

"Jess?" James asked worridly. Jessie passed the note to James with a shaky hand, and he responded to it pretty much the same way.

"Ahhhh!" he exclaimed.

"James, what's wrong?" Ash raised an eyebrow as he spoke.

"Ash, think carefully, the envelope this letter came in, where is it?"

"In the living room, why?" Ash asked, a slight panic filling him inside.

"The address, was it typed or hand written?"

"Hand written."

"THAT BASTARD!!! Ash, you've got to get everyone or that envelope out of the house. The ink used on it was a form of gun powder from a detonator bomb, it is set to go off 24 hours after the letter has been opened" James explained panickly.

"Holy shit, it's in the living room and my mom is in there!" Ash got up and ran into the living room. Misty immediatly went to follow, but Brock held her back, Just then the room that Ash entered was engulfed by a massive explosion

"ASH!!!" Misty screamed in terror. James and Brock ran past the girls and into the room where the explosion had taken place. Misty and Jessie had mustered up the courage to follow the boys in. At the back of the room the four friends found the lifeless bodies of Ash and Delia.

"No, not like this" Brock screamed as he ran over to Ash's body. Jessie and James rushed over to Delia's body and James tried CPR to try and revive her. Sadly, his efforts proved in vain. After checking one last time for a pulse, he turned and looked up at Misty and sadly shook his head.

"Misty, I'm sorry, she's gone." Misty looked back at the lifeless body of her now deceased mother in law, and tears began to flow, for it brought back many painful memories of when she lost her own mother.

Suddenly her thoughts were cut short as she remembered that Ash was in the blast also. She redirected her gaze to Brock trying to revive Ash.

"Misty, I ain't getting a response here" Brock said in a panic. James ran over to aid him in his efforts. But after a few tries they both realised they were in vain. they both stopped and looked up at Misty with a sad expression on their face.

"No...no, keep trying he's...he's..."

"He's gone, Misty" Brock said in a sad tone, tears glistening his eyes. Misty dropped to her knees in disbelief, and then with a sense of anger and hurt in her voice began to shout up to the heavens.

"GIVE HIM BACK, PLEASE MOM, YOU WANTED HIM TO BE WITH ME SO WHY DO YOU TAKE HIM AWAY NOW?" She stopped as the tears overcame her. Jessie looked at her friend in amazement and then she turned to Brock.

"I know she just lost Ash but it looks like she might be losing something else" she whispered. Brock turned to her and tried to explain.

"No, she isn't, it was her dying mothers wish that she be with Ash."

Misty's sobs had gotten louder and her tone of voice more bitter and harsh.

"MOTHER, PLEASE, WITHOUT HIM I HAVE NO LIFE, I CAN'T BEAR TO GO THROUGH LIFE WITHOUT HIM, PLEASE GIVE HIM BACK TO ME!"

Brock and James look down at their friend, pleading to the heavens and shook their heads.

Brock turned to the lifeless body of Ash. "I wonder if you truly knew how much that girl loved you" he said as he placed a hand on his. As he did this he felt a sudden movement in Ash's index finger.

Brock gasped in surprise. "Ash, Ash, wake up man."

"Brock, what the hell are you hoping for, he is gone" James said flatly.

"No James he is alive I felt a pulse in his index finger." Only James heard this over Misty's sobs, and as he rushed to the other side of Ash's body his eyes shot wide open.

A/N: Ooooh, what did you think? Since Graham wrote that one I'm off to start chapter 7, so don't panic, don't run riots, there is more coming! Please review!