A/N: Hey guys! New chapter! Yay! Time for another crazy week of school and rehearsal to start, so no guarentees on updates, but I always have my notebook with me!My birthday is exactly a week from today, so super excited! :) Ok, reviews and favoriters for the last chapter:

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Edgeworth pulled up to the Kokila Diner, reflecting on what had just happened. In retrospect, he wasn't sure how he had expected her to act. He sighed. His mind and his heart were still at the detention center, but he had to focus. He prayed that Wright would still be as gullible as ever.

"Hey Miles, you made it!" Phoenix called from a corner booth as Edgeworth entered the small diner. He looked completely different, jeans, a sweater and a sketchpad replacing his usual sharp blue suit and badge. Apparently the classroom trial on its own wasn't enough to cause Wright to study law, Edgeworth thought absently as he made his way toward them.

"We thought you could use a pick-me-up after that crazy trial," Larry chimed in as Edgeworth slid into the booth next to him.

"Yes, about that-" he began, but was cut off by the waitress approaching and asking for their order. Larry's eyes grew as big as saucers at the woman's form-fitting outfit and Phoenix glanced at Edgeworth, rolling his eyes. Apparently Larry also never changed.

Phoenix ordered a muffin and when the waitress looked to the woman next to him, she shook her head. "We're sharing," she said quietly, smiling. Iris wore jeans and a purple blazer, her black hair neatly pulled back into a French braid. The Magatama with its two beads was still clearly visible around her neck. It was strange to see Phoenix with Iris; in his time he was in a relationship with a different Fey woman.

It took him a moment to realize that the waitress was looking at him, waiting for his order. He ordered tea almost without thinking about it and looked up to see Phoenix and Iris looking at him strangely. "What?" he asked uneasily.

"Oh, nothing," Phoenix replied, looking down. "Just you always get the coffee here, so it's just a little strange. I mean, I've never even seen you drink tea before."

What? Edgeworth thought indignantly. Why would that change? "Oh, yes. I'll take coffee then."

"Coming right up," the waitress said, winking. Larry was practically drooling as she headed back to the kitchen. There was small talk, which Edgeworth didn't participate in. A few times, he caught Iris gazing at him with concerned brown eyes. The waitress returned, bringing out a muffin and a steaming cup of coffee and taking away Larry, who followed her with lovesick eyes before getting up and chasing after her.

"So Miles," Phoenix began uncomfortably. "You've been acting a little weird…" He trailed off awkwardly.

"What Phoenix is trying to say is that we're a little worried about you," Iris said. "What with that crazy trial and all."

Edgeworth felt the burning desire to tell someone, anyone, about what had happened. At least Wright would probably believe him. "Listen, Wright." He briefly outlined the entire story. Phoenix and Iris listened in silence, looking at each other as he finished.

"So you're saying you come from an alternate universe where your father's dead, I'm a defense attorney, you're a prosecutor, and Madeline is in a relationship with you?" Phoenix asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You believe me, right?" he asked, a tinge of anxiety coloring his tone.

"I do," Iris said, nodding. "I know you well enough to know that you wouldn't lie." Edgeworth let out a sigh of relief.

"So you don't remember anything from this morning?" Phoenix asked curiously.

"How would I?" Edgeworth asked testily, taking a sip from the cup in front of him. He swallowed and made a face: he really detested coffee.

"Then I guess we'd better fill you in on your current case," Phoenix replied. "A few days ago, Madeline's sister, Ivy, was murdered. The suspect caught was a man found at the crime scene, Marco diLourdes." Edgeworth's hands clenched. "It was doubtful that he'd done it though, so you agreed to defend him. While in court, you presented the murder weapon, a knife, which had a set of unidentified fingerprints on it, previously unnoticed. It was sent for testing and revealed that the fingerprints belonged to Madeline."

"It was awful," Iris said, shivering. "You used it to try and frame her, even using the secrets she had told you about Ivy to strengthen your case. She was heartbroken. We went to see her right before we came to see you," she said in answer to Edgeworth's questioning gaze. "It really wasn't like you at all."

Edgeworth groaned. It was worse than he thought. How could "he" do this? It sounded like something the "old him" would do, before the events of the Hammond case. He was roused out of his thoughts by a familiar name (Phoenix had still been talking).

"Did you say von Karma?" he asked uneasily.

"Yeah, he was the prosecutor. His daughter was with him too, Franziska, I think her name is," Phoenix replied, shrugging.

"Interesting," Edgeworth muttered. He was lost in thought for a moment, trying to imagine what it must have been like in the courtroom.

"Does this mean we should cancel our trip to Kurain this weekend?" Iris asked, brushing an escaping lock of black hair behind her ear. He was reminded of Madeline for a split second - her hair always seemed to be falling in her eyes. He quickly pushed it out of his mind for now.

"To Kurain?" he asked in confusion.

"We always go to Kurain at the end of the month," Iris replied, gesturing to herself and Phoenix. "We invited you to come with us this time, but I suppose you wouldn't remember that."

"When is the trial for Madeline?" he asked, turning to Phoenix.

"Not until next week, I think," he responded, looking curiously at him. "She didn't…hire you, did she?"

"Of course not," he said absentmindedly. If he went to Kurain, he could ask the Fey clan about his situation. They were the experts on the supernatural, weren't they? "I think we should go," he said, looking up. "I'd like to ask some people there if they have any advice on what happened to me."

"Good idea!" Iris said, smiling. "I'm sure Master Misty, Mystic Mia and Mystic Maya would be glad to help you!"

So Misty and Mia are still alive. Well, that makes sense, he thought. "Alright," he replied. "When do we leave?"

"First thing tomorrow morning," Phoenix said, standing. "Meet us at the train station at nine sharp."

"Thanks, Wright," Edgeworth replied, standing also.

"I'm Phoenix here, Miles," he said, laughing.

"See you tomorrow morning," Iris said, giving him a Kurain-style bow. He nodded back at her and left the diner, not before hearing Iris murmur to Phoenix, "I want to stop by the detention center one more time."

Oh yeah, one more thing. Phoenix/Iris...I apologize, but it had to be done for plot reasons...PLEASE FORGIVE ME! No couple stuff, I promise.