Nothing was heard but the soft hum of car tires against the pavement alongside the gentle singing of speakers along to the tune of Five for Fighting's "Easy Tonight".

The group was quiet as Silver drove the vehicle to their home, him being moderately content as they had added another member to their team.

Spark was fast asleep in the passenger side seat beside Silver as the ninetales and the swampert were both looking out their windows as they both sat in the seats in the back.

The ride was mostly uneventful, as no one seemed to feel like speaking, as they either had nothing on their mind or were too tired.

Silver listened to the lyrics to the song playing on his radio as he drove down the freeway road.

"Shotgun fire, anybody home? I got two dimes in the telephone, alright. It's not easy tonight."

The music brought him a faint sense of nostalgia as it was a song he heard when he was much younger. His father used to love the song.

They all remained quiet for a few moments.

"So…" Silver heard from the backseat. "Your name is Silver, right?"

He nodded. "Indeed, it is."

The backseat was quiet for a moment more. "Your parents named you Silver because of your eyes, didn't they?"

Silver didn't expect the question, but it made him think. He had never thought about it before.

"I… don't know…" he said, thinking. "That's a good question."

"You could ask them, right?"

Silver was quiet as he heard a whispering in the backseat before hearing an "Oh".

"I'm sorry." he heard. "I didn't know."

Silver smirked. "You're fine. Happens to everyone every now and then."

"I guess…" it was quiet once again.

Silver let out a small sigh. He was kind of glad that the swampert was trying to open up to him. He thought it was rather interesting, as she seemed rather introverted.

"This is a good car, huh?" the swampert then asked him rather quietly.

Silver nodded, turning his head slightly over his right shoulder. "It is."

"What was it called, again?" she asked him.

Silver wasn't sure why she had a sudden interest in his vehicle, but he wasn't one to complain.

"It's a 1992 Lotus Opel Omega." he said. "LHD Version." He noticed the ninetales nodding in agreement out of the corner of his eye.

The swampert seemed almost confused. "That's… special?"

"It is…" the ninetales joined in the conversation. "Stroked engine, twin Garrett turbochargers, ZR-1 Corvette transmission... Only 630 in the world."

Silver was surprised at the ninetales' knowledge of the topic. "How'd you know that?" he asked.

"I know a few things…" was the response he was given.

Silver kept his eyes on the road, not letting himself get distracted.

"How'd you get it?" the swampert was apparently curious about it.

"A friend of mine." he said. "It was a gift, I think it was… two years ago? I can't remember when it was, I just remember that it was a gift."

"He got rid of it because it's not street legal." the ninetales piped in. "It'll be a couple of years until it is."

Silver felt slightly annoyed with the ninetales getting in is head, as he knew that's what she was doing. He decided to let it slide, as he would take care of it later.

"No one will recognize it." Silver said. "It looks like a normal sedan."

"No kidding…" the swampert muttered. "Could've fooled me…"

"It'll be legal in 2017." Silver said. "It'll be legal once it's 25 years old. That's the law."

They turned onto an exit ramp, approaching a brighter, more occupied area of town.

"If you guys are hungry, and can stop somewhere real quick." Silver said.

Spark woke up as Silver spoke, sitting up slowly, stretching.

"I'm up for food…" he yawned.

"Quite literally, at that." Silver retorted. "Anyone else?"

"I think I'm fine." the ninetales said. Silver was about to say something before the swampert interrupted him.

"She doesn't eat often, you shouldn't worry about it."

Silver stopped himself from arguing. "Okay. It's just that I haven't seen her eat yet."

"It's nothing unusual." the swampert reassured him.

"So what about you?" Silver asked her. "You hungry?"

"Already ate." she said rather lowly. "I'll be fine."

Silver paused for a moment. "That's okay, if you're hungry, you're hungry. You have to remember that this is a teenager that you're talking to."

The swampert seemed tempted. "Sure, I guess so…"

They were soon back on the road after making a small stop for food. They all seemed rather content.

Spark didn't seem as tired as earlier, as he was no longer trying to sleep. The nap seemingly helped him regain his energy.

Making their way to Silver's house, they soon entered a small, winding road, surrounded by trees.

As they made their way along, a harsh light was visible through the trees ahead of them, another driver supposedly coming along.

Silver, knowing what to do without any problems, kept his vehicle to his side of the road to avoid any problems.

As the opposing vehicle approached, they drove across a rather large, high bridge.

"Silver." the ninetales said rather assertively from the backseat. "That driver isn't slowing down."

Silver watched ahead of him as he realized that she was right. He felt his stomach lurch as he realized that they could be in trouble. He didn't know what to do, but he was ready to do whatever he could to keep the others safe.

The other car approached quickly as they were still on the bridge. Silver gripped the steering wheel rather tightly as he braced himself to make sure they got out okay.

He watched the car drive onto the other side of the bridge, the driver apparently not knowing what side of the road they were supposed to be on.

The car approached at an accelerating speed. Silver watched as he was ready to make his move.

"Brace yourselves guys, this is gonna get a little messy." he said.

The vehicle came directly at them as Silver gripped and pulled his handbrake while turning to the right, causing the car in the oncoming lane to hit their own vehicle on the driver-side door. Silver felt his head pound into the window before the airbags deployed, the vehicle being sent in the opposite direction from the one they were heading. The car spun a few times before grinding against the wall on the other side of the bridge in reverse. The back of the car hopped up and crushed a weak spot in the railing before the vehicle stopped moving, the rear wheels hanging off of the bridge.

Grasping his head with one hand, Silver struggled to quickly unfasten the seatbelt around him. "You guys okay?" he grunted rather loudly.

He heard each of them respond, but wasn't able to make out any of their words. He wasn't able to do much of anything other than grasp his head, struggling to get over the pain he was dealing with.

"Get the door the luxray's at, I'll help Silver." the swampert told the ninetales. She nodded in response as both of them tried their best to get out as quickly as possible.

They both made it out of the vehicle at about the same time, both moving to the front doors. The ninetales didn't have much trouble getting Spark out as he was able to on his own. The swampert was able to open the door, but getting Silver out was another story. She tried her best to help him out, but he was partially ensnared with the seatbelt, and the fit through the door wasn't working.

"Ninetales!" she shouted, noticing that she had already finished her job. "A little help!"

The ninetales started making her way around the vehicle as they all froze, a loud creaking noise coming from the vehicle. They watched as the vehicle started slowly sliding backwards, making its way off the bridge.

"We can't have this!" the swampert shouted. The ninetales quickly made it to her side, followed by Spark.

"We'll take care of him, keep the car on the bridge!" Spark ordered the swampert.

The swampert backed up to let the other two through without question. She moved her way to the front of the car, grabbing the most stable thing she could find under the front bumper, pulling it as hard as she could away from the edge of the bridge. She struggled, as her left side wouldn't let her forget about her previous injury. She hissed at the pain, refusing to let up.

"I'll get in and lift him from his left, you help pull him out." Spark said, climbing back in the car.

"If this thing falls, you're going down with it, you know!" the ninetales yelled to him.

"Better me than him!" Spark said back before gripping the young trainer's shirt in his jaws.

The ninetales calmed herself down. "Right." she acknowledged before starting to get the seatbelt off of him.

The swampert grunted as she pulled the vehicle forward as much as she could, but despite her efforts, the car slowly but surely made its way off the bridge.

"You guys better hurry the hell up!" she demanded. She wasn't doing as well as the others.

"We're trying!" the ninetales shouted. They had gotten him only partially out of the vehicle, but it wasn't enough.

The swampert grunted once more, before coming up with an idea.

"Get away from him!" she shouted.

"What!?" Spark shouted.

"Don't question me! If you want him to live, do as I say!"

The ninetales backed up. "Listen to her!" she shouted to Spark. She knew that she was going to do something. "Just do it!"

Spark was frozen for a moment more before he decided to get out of the vehicle.

"Stand back!" the swampert shouted, and they soon did so.

She closed her eyes and calmed herself down.

You guys can thank me later.

In one swift movement, she gave the car one last hard tug before running to the driver-side door. As the car started accelerating backwards, she moved around the door, grabbing him and picking him up, being forced to move to the edge of the bridge as she did so. As soon as she was able to retrieve him from the car, she was forced to jump off of the bridge, along with the car, Silver in her arms.

Both Spark and the ninetales were both forced to watch in shock as they watched their best friends fall off of the bridge. Neither of them said a word.

They both quickly moved to the same end of the bridge as the debris fell, watching as the falling car was visible before the impact was audible.

"You… owe me… for that…" the swampert was lying on her back, holding Silver, as they had just hit the ground.

Barely conscious, Silver looked up to her. He was barely able to do this, as he was very weak.

"Wh- why…?" Silver mumbled. "Why did you…?"

The swampert made eye contact with him, not any easier of a task for her. "How could I not…?"

Silver's neck was quickly becoming weak. "Th- thank… thank you…"

She set a hand on top of his head as he set his head back down on top of her before she set her own head down herself. She let out a soft sigh. As much as she hurt, she felt almost… at peace, about it all, doing such a thing. It felt nice.

"Wh... Wh… what do we do?" Spark wasn't one to freak out, but he couldn't think of any logical action to take.

The ninetales said nothing, as she was intent on looking on to what was now a wreck at the bottom of the drop from the bridge.

"A- Are they… dead?" Spark ranted.

"Shh."

Spark froze. "Did you just shush me?"

"Be quiet." she ordered.

"Look, I don't know who you think you are-"

"Shut up!" she didn't seem to be one to mess with, and Spark knew that. He did so.

The ninetales continued staring below them, focused on whatever she was doing. Spark was curious as to what, but he didn't want to be attacked.

She closed her eyes and sighed in relief.

"What is it?" Spark asked rather calmly. Part of him was scared he was going to set her off.

She looked to him. "They're alive."

Spark froze. "Huh?"

She shook her head. "I can read their signals. They're alive."

Spark still wasn't following, and she knew that. "J- just don't worry about it. They're okay, that's all you need to know."

Spark slowly nodded, partially skeptical about what he was told, as he didn't understand a single thing she did.

"They need help, just… Follow me." she looked around and quickly found a slope downward just off the end of the bridge. They both made their way to it.

The swampert still hadn't let go of Silver. She didn't want to move him, since she knew he was in pain, but she also knew that she needed to help herself. She had decided over and over again that she would put Silver ahead of herself, but it still bothered her.

She brushed her hand softly along the top of his head as she had done for a little while now, careful she didn't hurt him.

"You okay?" she muttered to him.

The only response she was given was a soft "Mm-hmm". She felt sorry for him, knowing that his intentions were to help her, and she knew that he most definitely didn't want something like this to happen.

She knew that they were going to need help, but she also knew that they wouldn't find help anywhere around here. She felt it would be best to start moving at some point, for if they didn't, the damage could get worse.

"Would you be okay with moving?" she asked him.

He was quiet. "Not really…"

"Well…" she said. "We're gonna have to."

She slowly moved her hand off of his head so she could prop herself up. "I'm sorry." she said. "It's not gonna last for long, I promise."

"Do what you gotta do…" he responded weakly. "Also…"

She listened to him.

"If I start falling asleep… don't let me, okay?"

"Got it."

She gently moved him off of her and onto the ground so she could get on her feet. He didn't seem to take it harshly.

This might be easier than I thought.

She carefully rolled herself over onto her stomach before attempting to get on her feet. Her legs seemed to not want to cooperate, as this was very difficult.

Okay, maybe not. But, sometimes, you've gotta do what you've gotta do.

She took a moment to gain her balance, making sure her legs weren't going to give up on her.

Maintaining her balance, she carefully reached and grabbed Silver, eventually managing to get him on her back.

"You're a lot more comfortable than the ground…" he mumbled.

"Oh… kay…?" she said in question. She figured a few nuts and bolts in his head were knocked loose.

"You're soft…" he mumbled.

"Don't embarrass yourself." she stated, before attempting to make her way to the nearest even slope. This proved difficult, as not only her legs, but her back was also stressed. Having a human larger than herself on her didn't exactly help.

They made their way past the wreckage of what used to be Silver's rare car.

Only 629 left, now… Man, Silver's gonna be pissed when he realizes that he doesn't have that car anymore…

As they passed by it, she could faintly hear the radio still playing, miraculously. She didn't recognize the song, but she could hear the words rather clearly.

"One… twenty-one guns… lay down your arms, give up the fight…"

She shook her head as she heard it.

Don't need any motivation for that, thanks!

As she carried the teenager near the hill, she watched as both Spark and the ninetales made their way down the it rather quickly.

"You guys okay?" Spark was audible.

"Yeah, better than ever." the swampert said sarcastically. "Feeling great."

"Good to see you're still alive." the ninetales said, approaching them rather quickly, right behind Spark.

The ninetales was the first to notice Silver on her back.

"That can't be comfortable…" she remarked.

"Not for me, at least…" the swampert said. She hadn't stopped moving up the hill, as she simply wanted it over with.

"Is he okay?" Spark asked.

Silver lifted an arm and pointed to Spark. "You're pretty…"

Spark took a step back, utterly confused. "Guess not…"

"He's a little wacky right now, we need to get some help." she said to the luxray.

"Haven't seen that happen before…" the ninetales said. "What's wrong with him?"

"Let me throw a boulder at your head and see how you feel." the swampert growled. "Quit asking questions, you two. Save it for later."

They were both quiet for a moment. "Very well." the ninetales said before they all made their way up the hill.

Making it to the top, they made their way to the side of the road. They stopped there to let the swampert take a break. They were all there for but a moment as they saw a car come quickly from the other side of the bridge towards them, dodging the debris from the wreck flawlessly. The car skidded to a halt next to them, the tires screeching as the car turned around on a pivot, the driver-side door of the vehicle facing them. The window was down.

"I saw everything." a voice said from in the car. "Get in."

The swampert recognized the voice without a problem.

"Kristie?" the swampert didn't understand why she showed up, but she didn't question it. She got in the back of the car rather quickly, followed by the ninetales, Spark getting in the front seat on the passenger side.

Once they all got in the car, Kristie let down on the accelerator steadily, understanding that they needed attention, but also knowing that she didn't want them any more hurt then they were.

"Thank you, Kristie." Spark said. "Those two really need attention."

Kristie didn't respond as she didn't understand them. She kept her eyes on the road intently.

"How do you two know her?" the ninetales asked. The question had only come up in her head, but she had to know.

"She's a neighbor." Spark replied. "We've known her for a while."

"And she was a nurse at the hospital for me." the swampert answered her side of the question. "I don't know anything about her, though."

The ninetales nodded. It must have been a detail she missed when she was looking through Silver's head the day before.

Spark turned to look to the backseat. "Hey, uh…" he couldn't think of what to call the swampert.

"What?" she responded, knowing that he was talking to her.

"See that earpiece in Silver's ear?" Silver was now between the two in the back.

She looked, and, indeed, saw the earpiece. "What of it?"

"Give it to me."

Hesitantly, the swampert decided to keep it simple and do so.

Taking the earpiece, Spark turned to Kristie, tapping her on the shoulder.

Glancing to and from him a couple times, she noticed what he was holding.

"What do you want me to do with that?"

Spark pawed her ear and she seemed to get the memo.

She thought it was silly, but she did so anyways. She took the earpiece and put it in her ear after wiping it off.

"That's better." Spark said, catching Kristie's attention.

"Wait, the earpiece lets me-"

"Yes." the ninetales interrupted her. The swampert glared at her for being rude, but she didn't seem to notice.

"Okay" Kristie said enthusiastically. "That's neat!"

"Alright, well, Silver and, uh…" Spark still didn't know what kind of Pokémon the swampert was.

"The swampert?" Kristie suggested.

"Uh, yeah… sure…" he said. "Well, they need attention."

Kristie gave him a playful glare before looking back to the road. "I know, don't worry about that. My friends at the medical center and I'll take care of it."

Spark nodded. "Alright."

"Where am I…?" the words spilled out of his mouth before he realized he was speaking.

"You're in the hospital again." he heard an answer. "Except now, you're the patient, and I'm the one visiting you. Funny how that works, huh?"

Silver sat up in the bed he was sitting in, his vision only starting to clear up. In front of him he saw no one but the swampert.

"And if you ever call me 'soft' again, you won't be able to feel what 'soft' is anymore. Got it?"

Silver had no idea where the sudden remark came from. "Huh?"

"Glad to get that cleared up." said the swampert. "How you feeling?"

Silver took in the question. His mind seemed to want to take longer than normal to operate. "Fine, I guess. You?"

She chuckled. "I'm not the one acting all loopy, am I?"

"I'm not, either…" Silver said, looking around. "Why am I here?"

The swampert made eye contact with him as he looked back towards her. "You remember what happened, right?"

He thought. "For the most part…" he said. "Nothing about calling you 'soft', or whatever it was you said…"

"Good." she said. "You wouldn't want to remember that, anyways."

Silver let out a small sigh. He was almost afraid of the thought of the swampert getting mad at him, as he knew she was stronger than him by just looking at her. Not only that, but he had also done his fair share of research.

Silver froze as he watched the swampert jump up onto the bed next to him. There was plenty of room for her, sure, but it seemed kind of weird.

"You have room for me, right?" she asked legitimately.

He felt uncomfortable with the sudden change of pace. "I… I guess…? I don't know, is-"

"Thanks." she interrupted him, making her way beside his legs, almost curling herself up like a cat. "So… can you guess how long you've been out for?"

Silver looked at her incredulously. "I- I don't know…"

She held up 2 of her three fingers on a hand.

"Two… days?" Silver found it hard difficult to keep up with how fast she was changing the subject.

"Try weeks." the swampert said. The thought blew his mind.

"And while you were out in your little hoo-ha land, or whatever." she started. "Ninetales told me just about everything about you."

Silver didn't like where the conversation was going. "O- okay…? And…?"

"And she told me what you were dreamin' about when you were out, too."

Silver definitely didn't like hearing that either, but realized that he didn't remember having any dreams. "I never had any dreams…"

"Ah." she corrected him. "You don't remember having any dreams."

Silver was uncomfortable. They were both quiet for a moment.

"You know they say that you can sometimes see the future when you sleep?" the swampert said out of nowhere.

"No…" Silver wasn't following anything she was saying. He was starting to feel creeped out.

"Well…" she started slowly crawling up over him. "They do."

She moved over him and stopped when her face was near his. "I like what she told me, too."

Silver's face went pale as he became nervous. He didn't know this Pokémon very much, and now she was practically sitting on top of him, getting in his face.

"Now, how I see it, there's a reason you don't remember dreams like that…"

Silver didn't know what to say, but even if he did he wouldn't be able to have the courage to speak with the two large, orange eyes looking into his the way they were.

"But, just know that there's a reason for everything that's happening." she said. "There are things you'll do that no one else can."

Silver almost understood what she was saying, but couldn't help but feel like getting sick from how nervous he was. He almost felt violated.

"W- wh- wh- why are you… on me…?" he stuttered.

She let out a small chuckle. "Why are you so nervous?" she said, mocking him in a rather playful manner.

He said nothing.

"Sorry, but that's something you're gonna have to get over. If that's all it takes for you to turn pale, you have a lot of work to do."

"O- okay…?" Silver didn't really get the point. He wanted her off of him. "Would you mind, giving me some space…?"

She stretched her neck by rotating her head. She decided to have a little fun with the scenario. "Why… yes. Yes, I would mind."

She arched her back to stretch it. "As a matter of fact, I'm not going anywhere."

Silver didn't know what to think as he felt her set her weight down on top of him all at once. He freaked out in his head.

Unbeknownst to Silver, all she wanted was for Silver to tell her to get off of him. She never actually knew of any kind of dreams or anything, but what she did know was that if he was going to be a trainer, he would have to learn to become a little more assertive. She decided that she was going to wait until he did so.

Silver lied there, not only nervous but confused with the situation. They get in a car wreck, he's in a coma for two weeks, and he wakes up to the swampert that he barely knows lying on top of him, making him nervous for Arceus knows why.

What a life I have…

All he knew is that it seemed that he wouldn't have much of a problem befriending the swampert once she got off of him.

If she ever does…

"…and then I said, 'that should totally be a thing'!"

"Ha!" the ninetales responded to Spark. "Well, at least that clears up how you came up with that."

"Yeah…" Spark said. "We used to act really stupid back then."

"Oh, back then, I see."

Spark shook his head. "Where's that, uh…"

"Swampert." the ninetales exaggerated. "Remember it!"

"Right, sorry! Sorry…" he returned to his original thought. "Where'd she go?"

The ninetales recalled quickly. "She went to check on Silver."

"Again?" Spark groaned. "How often is she going to check on him?"

"You have to remember, she took the news of him being in a coma very harshly."

"I still don't get why, though…" Spark said. "I'm the one that should take it the hardest, aren't I? I mean, I've known him at least a little longer than two weeks, don't you think?"

"She's weird." the ninetales assured him. "She looks and acts tough and all, but she's actually very emotional. It's strange."

Spark let out a half-hearted laugh. "No kidding…"

"It is what it is." she said.

Spark stood up. "She's been gone for a while. I'm gonna go check on her."

The ninetales got up as well. "Allow me." she said. "You can stay here."

Spark sat back down. "If you must."

At that, the ninetales headed down the hallway on her way to the room Silver was in. She made her way to the doorway rather slowly before looking in to the last thing she thought she would see. Curiosity and confusion filled her thoughts as she saw the swampert lying on top of Silver, almost as if she was asleep. She slowly backed away from the doorway, not knowing what to think.

What… was… that…?

She tried her best to dismiss what she saw and let it be, but she couldn't. It was straight up weird.

She moved back to the doorway and made her way into the room. The swampert apparently heard her, turning her head to look at her.

"Hello~" she chuckled. Hearing her with such a happy tone of voice almost worried the ninetales, not sure of what to think of the situation.

"He's finally awake." the swampert told her, answering almost every question she had.

It would make sense why she's so happy… and why she's been gone for so long… but…

"Why are you on top of Silver?" she asked in the nicest, least assertive tone she could muster.

"Hmm?" the swampert replied. "Oh… no reason…"

"Help-" she heard Silver mutter before the swampert playfully covered his mouth with her hand.

The ninetales didn't understand what was going on. She felt like leaving would do her the most justice.

"Should I go, or-"

"There's nothing wrong with being alone with Silver, is there?"

"No, not at a-"

"Great."

With that, the swampert turned back to the nervous teenager, looking him in the eyes once again.

Break. She thought. Break. Just break. Break. Break. Break!

This went on for nearly a solid two hours before Silver truly started to have enough.

"This isn't funny, you know." he said. He seemed far less nervous than before.

She said nothing, simply staring him down as she had been the whole time.

"You'll have to get off of me at some point."

The swampert was excited, hoping that he was about to break at last.

Silver let out an angry sigh. They were quiet for only a moment more.

"Just get off of me already." Silver said rather softly.

The swampert tilted her head to the left, her eyes looking up and to the right, before looking back to him. "What was that?"

"Get off of me." he repeated.

"Can't hear you!" she teased.

Silver was fed up. "I said…"

The swampert waited for what she wanted to hear.

"GET OFF!" Silver shoved her away from him, catching her by surprise. She fell backwards, sliding right off the end of the bed, making a small thud noise.

Silver, realizing what he had done, shuddered, realizing what she could - and possibly would - do to him.

She soon jumped back up onto the end of the bed, Silver almost shaking in fear at her reappearance.

"Silver…" she said in a low voice.

He said nothing, quickly growing pale once again.

"Took you long enough!"

Silver froze. "…huh?"

The swampert laughed. "Goodness, that took you forever!"

He remained still, having absolutely no idea what to do.

"Strong push, too! You're stronger than you look, I'll definitely give you that!"

Silver still didn't get it. "What was the point of that?"

"To teach you something." she answered. "I was joking about all the dream crap, I was just making that stuff up!"

Not knowing how to react, Silver waited for her to speak once more.

"Silver." she said. "If you're going to be a trainer, you're gonna have to learn to be more assertive. You won't be taken seriously if you can't give orders properly."

Silver started catching on, but he was more relieved at the fact that she wasn't going to kill him than to there being a reason that she stared him down for two hours.

"You'll thank me later. For now, get some rest." she let out a quick yawn. "I'm getting a little tired myself."

She moved over beside him, lying down on her side, facing him. "I hope you don't mind."

Silver didn't really care at that point. She seemed rather clingy, and he realized that he would have to accept it.

Gotta start somewhere, right?

Silver wasn't very tired, as he only had just slept for about two weeks. He noticed that the Pokémon beside him had fallen asleep already.

Wish I could fall asleep that quick. Some nights, that'd make things much easier.

He turned to his side, reaching for a remote for the light. Finding it, he pressed a button on it, turning off the overhead.

He turned in the direction of the swampert. As much as he hated to admit it, she almost looked cute asleep to him. It felt strange, how fast his feelings were changing all of the sudden.

Maybe this won't be so hard…

Remembering that he saw a radio on the stand next to him, he reached for it, turned the volume knob down, then turned it on. He set it to be barely audible, but still there nonetheless. He listened as he heard the song "Payphone" play.

I've got a lot ahead of me, don't I?

He reflected on how fast the past events had moved so quickly.

We'll see…

He reached a hand up to his ear to take out his earpiece, only to realize that it wasn't there.

Getting over it fairly quickly, he then noticed the swampert stir slightly before her eyes opened slightly, opening her mouth to speak to him.

"Good night…"