Chase was called away to help the FBI on a serious investigation involving a chain of illegal poaching operations in Florida.
The PAW Patrol had to make due without their traffic cop pup, but the others were happy to fill in for Chase while he was away.
However, Marshall seemed a little less himself with Chase gone. The others figured that the dally was just missing his best friend, and that he would be back to normal when Chase would return.
But that wasn't really the case.
Marshall, in fact, did miss Chase greatly, but not as a best friend, but rather, as a crush.
For the past year or so, Marshall can't remember the exact date he fell in love with the Shepherd. They way he smiled, his bravery and courage, and his well toned body of a german shepherd would make anyone stop and stare for a few moments.
So it wasn't really a big surprise that Marshall would be madly in love with Chase.
Unfortunately, Marshall was also afraid that Chase didn't love him back. He was afraid Chase would hate him for being gay, or even hurt him in some way. He had seen the darker side to Chase and it scared him to death.
So, he decided he was merely content on crushing on Chase, rather than risk the consequences of telling him.
Better safe than sorry, right?
Chase tossed and turned in his bed. He was at the FBI's K-9 HQ in Miami, only one last chain of poachers left before he could go home.
Back to the PAW Patrol. TO his owner, Ryder, and his Family.
And back to Marshall. That oh so cute and innocent pup he loved.
Since day one, Chase could never stop thinking about the dalmatian's beautiful blue eyes, that adorable handsome smile, and the way Marshall was so positive about everything…
Chase couldn't stop thinking about Marshall that night, nor could he stop worrying. Was Marshall okay? How was the dally doing? Chase couldn't really talk to his family while he was working with the FBI.
There were other K-9 dogs there at the HQ too, and they respected Chase and welcomed him warmly. There was to be no discrimination of any kind at the HQ.
Chase was very glad, but nothing would ever be the same as the Lookout.
Chase lifted his head up and gazed out the window. The moon was full as it shone the dim moonlight down through the window.
Chase smiled a little, thinking more about Marshall as he gazed upon the moon. After a moment, he yawned and laid his head down, closing his eyes and thinking of a life with Marshall as his mate, drifting off to sleep.
Someday, Marshall would be his, he just had to be patient.
That is, if Marshall did love him back. But Chase wasn't worried about that.
To a certain Guest. Yes you. Why send me threats? Why at all? They mean nothing to me really, but if it makes you feel better, go right ahead. It's not like I review Guest Reviews before I allow them to be posted on my stories, or that I delete ones I don't particularly like.