What was she to do now? Once Shadowflare had wished back Jet's demonic DNA, he had proceeded to shatter the Wish Stone into a thousand splintered pieces, destroying along with it anyone's hopes for thwarting the black Raichu's carefully laid plans for the Dragon Trainer. Though Otomé's endless love fueled her fevorant determination so in the end, she found a different way to compel Jirachi to grant her one last wish.

But with the necklace in pieces and lost to the battlefield that struggle had been upon, the Water Trainer now had nothing left with which to adorn her slender neck. And it had been a lifetime since she lost track of the velveteen necklace she had worn in the early days of her Trainership. Many times had the young woman rued such carelessness, fore that necklace had also been a gift from her late mother; the only thing she had left of the woman.

"Otomé...? Is... Something the matter?" Jet inquired suddenly, bringing his blue-haired companion from her mental lamenting. Looking over to him, she blinked once in slight confusion before putting on a smile and shaking her head.

"Nah. I'm fine. I was just thinking."

But the young man knew better; She was always fine. But that didn't necessarily mean it was the truth.

"You're a really bad liar, you know that?" He pointed out bluntly for the umpteenth time, fixing Otomé with a stern gaze. Being the [incredibly submissive one of the pair, she lowered her eyes in a humble shame. He always caught her. Such a blessed curse it was to love a man so gifted in the art of honesty (or lack thereof)!

"Well... It's really just me being petty..." Slowly she began before trailing off, as though stalling in hopes that a distraction would appear to steer them away from the topic of her desire for a new necklace.

"Spit it out, Otomé..."

The girl knew her companion meant business when he bothered to say her name slowly, sounding out each syllable with serious care, as opposed to calling her by her shortened nickname.

"Well," The Water Trainer was overcome with a sudden fascination for the wooden floor beneath her feet. "Now with the Wish Stone gone... And I have no idea what happened to the necklace that had my mother's water drop charm on it... I have no necklaces to wear..." When she was met with nothing but silence, she hastily added, "See! I told you it was just me being petty!"

Exhaling sharply and softly through his nose, Jet shook his head. "No, no... That was your mother's necklace?"

It took the girl a moment to comprehend what her boyfriend was speaking of, but once she had, she nodded. "Kinda... The charm was hers. She gave it to me not too long before her death... She helped me turn it into a necklace, 'cause I'm always losing bracelets and rings and earrings..."

In the back of his mind, the Dragon Trainer knew that that last bit of information should definitely be stored for a later date (how awful would it be to buy his love something as beautiful as she, only to have her lose it!). But the necklace she spoke of rung a bell within his mind as well. It was so long ago, but...

"Hold on," he replied with one hand held up to silence the Blackthorn native as he reached his other hand into one of the pockets of his pants. It took him a few moments to locate the object before he finally pulled whatever it was out to show to her. It was a long strip of dark blue velvet, with a blue gem fashioned into the shape of a droplet hanging from the middle. It appeared to have been cut, as though the two fasteners were still together, the necklace still had two separate ends.

"This, right?"

Otomé was thunderstruck, her cyan eyes wide with shocked amazement. But the spell was broken a few seconds later, marked by the maiden's hurried grab of the priceless jewelry. "Where did you find it?! I thought I had lost it!"

Now it was Jet's turn to be sheepish and shamed. "You... I mean, I... It... On One Island... It got... Cut off... When..."

Otomé was well aware of how deep of a wound his actions on One Island had dealt the silver-haired teenager, so to spare him from being haunted by such memories (as to retell was to relive), she surprised him with a grateful, loving hug, her slender arms twined around his midriff as she laid her cheek against his collarbone.

"As long as you kept it safe! Did you have it this whole time?"

"Y-Yeah... I kept it to... To remind me..."

"Aawwww! I feel so loved!"