A new update, finally! I've been so busy with school and college applications I've hardly had any time to write. But I've actually sent in alot of my apps now! Only 4 left :D

Last chapter, while preparing for Dawn's wedding, Misty, May, and Dawn find a Manaphy on the beach, and the legendary water type used heart swap on the three. Now they're in each other's bodies, and are trying to keep the temporary switch a secret. So what will happen next?

"Stop biting me Rosie! Stop!"

"May" watched in slight horror as Damien grabbed onto his baby sister's hair, pulling at the dark brown locks with way too much force. The little girl shrieked loudly and burst into tears, nearly falling off the couch. Gasping, "May" jumped up and grabbed the little girl, cradling the hysterical child in her arms.

"Damien, are you being a brat again? I swear boy…"

"Daddy I didn't do anything," Damien narrowed his sapphire eyes, not even showing the tiniest bit of remorse for what he'd just done. "Rosie was biting me, so I made her stop."

"She's just a baby," Drew sighed, walking back into the main room, "you shouldn't be doing anything like that to her." Still glaring at his son, Drew flicked a strand of his dark green hair, prompting "May" to roll her eyes. She just couldn't understand how a grown man could keep that habit up.

"Well she should stop bein' annoying," Damien argued back calmly.

"Rosie doesn't know what she's doing," Drew moved his hands for emphasis, "she's a baby."

Damien simply gave his father an incredulous shrug and an uncaring shrug. Drew groaned quietly and threw his head back.

"Go to bed, son."

"Fine," Damien jumped off the couch and headed towards his bed.

"Brush your teeth first," Drew called without even looking at the boy. Damien whined and stomped off towards the bathroom, causing Drew to smirk. "Crazy kid."

"May" didn't even smile. She just kept staring at Drew, her sapphire eyes trying to make sense of the showy male before her.

"How come you're not talking May?" Drew asked as he raised a slender green eyebrow. "Are you mad at me or something?"

"May" shook her head. Rosie cooed softly, causing "May" to smile and gently rock the little girl back and forth.

"So then why are you being so quiet?" Drew folded his arms. "I don't think I've heard you go this long without speaking for as long as I've known you."

Misty knew she should've pulled May's face into an angry glare at that one, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She just agreed with Drew's remark too much. May never did shut up.

I lost my voice, "May" mouthed, hoping that Drew would be able to read her lips. Judging by the sneaky grin on the young man's face, he'd succeeded.

"No surprise there," Drew flicked his hair again. "May" sighed and rolled her eyes, already tired of Drew's gimmick.

Rosie yawned and rested her head on "May's" shoulder, her bright green eyes beginning to slip closed. Drew chuckled and approached his wife's physical body, taking the small child from her arms.

"Sweet baby Rosie," Drew murmured to the little brunette, "You're sleepy, aren't you?"

"May's" eyes widened in surprise. She'd never seen Drew act so sweet. May had always blabbed on about how great of a father Drew was, but Misty had never seen it for herself. She didn't doubt that Drew was a bad father, of course. His children seemed to adore him, and he did play with them in front of her. But he'd never talked so sweetly in front of her before. Of course, Drew did think Misty was actually May, however.

"Let's put you to bed," Drew kissed Rosie's dark brunette head, carrying the toddler over to the crib in the corner of the room. When he was finished putting the girl away and stroking her hair until she fell asleep, Drew whipped around and shot "May" a knowing glance, causing her to raise a curious eyebrow.

"I'm actually surprised you're not more upset over losing your voice," Drew smirked. "You'd usually make a huge deal about it, even though you can't talk."

"May" shrugged and sauntered over to the bathroom, deciding she should check on Damien. Misty could feel her maternal instincts needing attention, and she was going to satisfy the need one way or another. She looked through the door frame and saw Damien trying to hide in the bath tub.

Sighing, "May" approached the tub and leaned over, her eyes narrowed slightly. Damien's sapphire eyes glanced up and he giggled nervously, sitting up until his nose touched what he believed was his mother's.

"Hi Mommy."

"Hmm," the brunette placed her hands on her hips. Damien blushed slightly and sat back down, cocking his head so strands of dark, grassy hair curtained his bright and devious eyes. "May" motioned towards the tub, in a manner that questioned why he was in it.

"I was playing," Damien lied lamely. "May" rolled her eyes and lifted the boy out of the tub, carrying the disgruntled child over to the sink. She picked out the green tooth brush, which she assumed to be Damien's.

"Why are you using Daddy's tooth brush?"

"May" took a sharp inhale and hastily put the brush back. Damien was giving her quite the look, one of bewilderment and disbelief. On the inside, Misty was getting nervous. She couldn't let, of all people, a child call her out and blow her cover.

She vigilantly reached for the blue tooth brush, hoping that the second time would be the charm. When Damien didn't protest, Misty knew she'd made the right choice and picked it up. She ran the water in the sink and wet the bristles before squeezing the bright, minty toothpaste onto the brush.

It took awhile to get Damien to cooperate, but he seemed to give up after awhile and Misty, still deftly disguised as May, was able to brush the boy's teeth.

After going through the ordeal, Damien seemed to grow tired. He yawned and snuggled into "May," wrapping his arms around the brunette's slender neck.

"Mommy…" He murmured softly.

"May" smiled and pulled back the covers on Damien's bed, placing the emerald haired boy onto the mattress and tucking him in.

"I love you Mommy," Damien gazed up, his eyes half lidded. "May" smiled sweetly and leaned over to kiss the boy's cheek. After that, it didn't take long for the child to fall asleep.

Feeling satisfied, "May" turned on a heel and, in her state of bliss, nearly walked straight into Drew, who was staring back at his son with surprised eyes.

"May," Drew blinked, "you were able to get Damien to brush his teeth without screaming at him?"

Misty was a little surprised by Drew's disbelief. That was always how she'd gotten Aiden and Michelle to brush their teeth when they were being non-compliant, and it'd always seemed to work.

"I mean, I know you have no voice right now," Drew continued, "but still. He didn't jump at you or anything?"

"May" shot her husband an incredulous look and shook her head.

"You're such a good Mom," Drew looked away slightly and smiled sheepishly. "May" leaned in and noticed the faint glow on his fair cheeks. Giggling behind her hand, "May" lifted his head up and smiled lovingly at the young man. She knew she probably shouldn't have been innocently flirting with him, but he was just acting so sweet. In this situation, Misty knew that May would've gotten all affectionate with her coordinator husband.

Drew chuckled huskily and gently grabbed "May" by her shoulders, pulling the brunette into a deep kiss. Misty was startled by the action at first, and silently debated whether or not to kiss back. When she felt Drew start to frown and retreat, however, she wrapped May's arms around Drew's neck and pressed their lips together. Misty still felt rather guilty, however, so she didn't kiss back with full force.

Drew, however, definitely didn't have the same mindset as what he believed to be his wife. His act quickly became more passionate, and Misty was able to pick up on it. She pushed Drew away, widening May's bright blue eyes.

"What's up?" Drew scratched his head.

"May" whined softly. She wasn't sure of how to tell Drew she didn't want to take it any further. After all, May had said she never denied him of what he wanted. So how was he going to understand that?

Looking around the room, she locked eyes on the sleeping figure of Damien and smiled to herself. That was it!

She looked back at Drew and motioned towards the boy. Drew stood there for a moment before processing what his wife was trying to get across to him.

"Oh, right. The kids."

"May" beamed and nodded quickly. Drew showed off a sneaky smile, one that was nearly identical to his son's. He shuffled over to the boy's bed and picked him up, trying to be very careful as to not wake him up. Drew then moved onto the crib, scooping baby Rosie up with his free arm.

Misty had no idea what Drew was up to. She narrowed May's bright blue eyes and shrugged her arms as if to say what are you doing?

"I'm gonna take them to Dawn and Kenny's room," Drew whispered. "I'm sure they'll be fine with watching the kids for a little while. They love them!"

Before "May" could silently protest, Drew was out the door and heading down the hallway.

"I hate this," Misty groaned, throwing her head back. Looking down at May's flat stomach, she grimaced and touched it. "And I miss my baby."

XXX

"Since when did our wedding weekend become a personal babysitting service for our friends?"

Kenny was staring wide eyed at Aiden and Michelle, who were currently amassed in a playful pillow fight. Only minutes after being brought in, Damien had woken up, and was now attempting to join in on the sparring. Rosie wasn't asleep anymore either, but at least she was remaining quiet. She was being cuddled in "Dawn's" arms, which made the bluenette's true inhabitant quite happy.

At least I still get to hold my little girl, May thought brightly as she brushed through Rosie's dark brown hair. The young child was looking up curiously at the blue haired woman, as if she sensed something was off.

"Dawn?"

Her physical body jolted, and May raised the younger coordinator's blue eyes to her fiancé, who was giving her a bewildered glance. In response, "Dawn" shrugged and continued bouncing the baby.

"You know, you losing your voice is really inconvenient," Kenny sighed as he folded his arms behind his head. "Dawn" tilted her head, showing Kenny that she didn't understand what he was talking about.

"It's just bad," Kenny elucidated. "Do you think you'll have it back by the wedding? Please tell me you do."

"Dawn" nodded surely and smiled sweetly at the young coordinator for good measure. He breathed out softly and stared ahead at the children. The two boys looked to be plotting something while Michelle looked on with an agitated expression, one that perfectly matched Misty's.

"Do you ever think about having kids Dawn?"

"Dawn's" eyes widened. She looked cautiously over at Kenny, whose black eyes were carefully studying the kids before them.

This isn't my place to be answering this question! May panicked. I don't know what the hell Dawn thinks about this! I mean sure, she loves my kids and Misty's too, but…

"Dawn" gave a little shrug and smile, hoping to show Kenny that she was up for anything. It was the only somewhat ambiguous answer May could think of giving.

"I do," Kenny grinned at the children. Michelle was now holding the two boys back by their shirts as they tried to run away. After a few seconds, she smirked and let go, allowing the young males to fall to the floor. "They're just so fun and playful. I actually like it when our friends ask us to babysit their children."

Good to know, May thought as she pulled Dawn's lips into a smirk.

"I kind of want a girl too," Kenny continued. Now this really caught "Dawn's" attention. On the inside, May was highly intrigued. Ash and Drew adored their daughters, that much was true. But May knew for a fact that Ash had tended to lean towards having boys, and from her own experience, Drew had always hoped for sons.

"Dawn" tilted her head in a questioning manner, hoping that Kenny would explain why he preferred a girl.

"I would love to pass on all of my contest tips, and I bet you would too," Kenny elucidated. "Not every girl wants to be a coordinator, that's true, but it'd be even harder with a boy. Besides, Ash and Drew fawn over their daughters like they're the only people in the world. I want to be able to do that too. And she'd probably be really beautiful, and look just like you."

"Dawn" cooed softly and rested her head on his shoulder, rubbing her cheek against his body. In her arms, Rosie let out a little yawn and leaned forward, her eyes beginning to fall.

"Rosie is falling asleep," Kenny lowered his voice, a gentle smile appearing on his face. "Dawn" lowered her eyes and saw the young girl beginning to doze off.

Breathing out, she stood up and walked over to the little pop up playpen that Drew had brought into the room along with the children. Giggling quietly, she kissed the sleepy child's forehead before putting the baby down in her playpen. Rosie yawned again before turning her head to the side and completely shutting her eyes, her little fingers flexing gently as she relaxed.

"Dawn" sighed and moved back to the couch, her sapphire eyes unconsciously set on her fiancé. Kenny simply smiled at the young brunette and held a hand out to her. Blinking, "Dawn" accepted it and gasped slightly as she was pulled down onto the brunet coordinator's lap. Kenny chuckled and wrapped his arms around "Dawn," gently kissing her neck.

"I know we should put the other ones to bed," Kenny murmured, "but I don't want to. They're having too much fun."

"Dawn," in turn, simply nodded. She liked watching it too. And she knew that one day Kenny would make an excellent father, and Dawn an excellent mother.

That will be a lucky baby, May thought lightly. He or she will be very happy with these two as parents.

XXX

"Hmmm…"

Misty's eyes fluttered open, and she found herself staring at the ceiling. She was a little cold, and could feel the air conditioned breeze hitting her exposed arms. She must've been wearing a tank top. Where was she? Was she still in May and Drew's room?

There was a big, strong hand resting on her stomach. Her midsection felt much heavier than it had last night while she was in May's body. Had she gotten up and gone sleep eating? May had said before that she suspected she did that sometimes.

And then Misty felt the kick.

"Oh my…" Misty breathed, gently touching the side of her stomach. It was swollen, and she could feel something against her palm.

I'm back in my own body! Misty cheered inwardly. It had been nice not being pregnant for a few hours, but seeing Dawn touching and fawning over her own stomach put a special kind of pain in Misty's heart. She'd missed her baby tremendously.

Looking over to the right, Misty caught sight of Ash, who was still fast asleep. His unruly midnight locks were tousled over his closed eyes. He had fallen asleep without a shirt on, and the covers were right below his strong chest.

Misty smiled to herself and reached out to brush his cheek. The slight tickle caused Ash to twitch and slowly open his eyes. He set the bright russet orbs on his wife, and smiled brightly back at her.

"Hey there Mist," Ash greeted tiredly. "Sleep well?"

"Yeah," Misty murmured back, causing Ash to gasp.

"You got your voice back!"

Misty was shocked into silence for a moment before smiling and nodding her head.

"I'm so happy to hear your voice again," Ash's warm smile caused Misty's heart rate to accelerate. "I missed it."

Misty held one of her hands out towards Ash. He seemed to understand the gesture as he grabbed hold and pulled her into him, making sure to be careful of her stomach. He wrapped his arms around her, lightly kissing the side of her face and softly sighing against her milky skin.

"You're so nice and warm," Misty piped up in a still sleepy voice. Her body was pressed against Ash's, the heat radiating from his own skin onto her own. She purred quietly and buried her head into his neck.

"How's our little girl?" Ash asked after a rather lengthy, but comfortable, silence. His hand was still pressed against Misty's stomach. "I feel her moving around."

"She's awake," Misty replied slowly. "I think she's just fine. I wish she'd move around just a little more, though."

"Why?" Ash frowned. "Are you worried about her?"

"No," Misty bit her lip. She knew she shouldn't have said anything to that affect. Ash was going to get nervous about the baby's health now. But Misty couldn't just come out and say she'd missed feeling the baby move the night before. "I just…like to feel it is all. I want her to kick me more."

Ash chuckled softly. "Let me see what I can do."

He sat up, showing off his full figure. Ash was quite solid with apparent muscles that Misty admired every time she saw them. His chest looked the strongest, although his stomach was also rigid and well toned.

Still smirking, Ash shuffled closer to Misty and leaned down so he was looking right down at her belly. "Hi there baby girl," Ash greeted in a sweet, baby friendly voice. "You know who I am, don't you?"

As if on cue, the unborn baby started kicking up a storm, causing Misty to smile and reach up for her stomach.

"She adores you," Misty cooed in awe.

"Well, she adores my voice," Ash blushed slightly.

"No, she definitely loves you," Misty shook her head. "I can tell. Once you start talking to her she bounces around like crazy."

"Well, Daddy loves you too," Ash addressed Misty's bump again, giving it a kiss for good measure.

"I'm surprised Aiden and Michelle haven't woken up yet," Misty mused as Ash continued to rub her belly. "They'd usually be jumping on the bed right about now."

"Mist, don't you remember?" Ash raised an eyebrow.

"Remember what?" Misty asked innocently.

"I took Aiden and Michelle over to Dawn and Kenny's room," Ash glanced up at his wife, "you know, so we could…have some time alone?"

Misty's breath hitched, and her eyes widened slightly. "We have to go get them."

"Why? They're fine, Mist. Dawn and Kenny love them, and they haven't called me to complain or anything."

"No, Ash," Misty vigorously shook her head as she sat up. "I want my babies back."

"O…okay," Ash seemed a little thrown off by Misty's edginess. "I'll go get them. Just relax, okay angel?"

Misty breathed out heavily and nodded. Ash brushed through her hair just once before getting off the bed and scouring the floor for something. He let out a small noise of triumph upon locating it, and when he held it up, Misty could see it was the white shirt he must've thrown off during the night.

"Not a good idea to go out of the room without this on, huh?" Ash chuckled before throwing it over his head.

"I wouldn't mind," Misty smirked at her husband. "Although I don't think I want to share that view with anyone else."

"I'll be back in a few minutes," Ash threw a playful grin at Misty.

"Aren't you going to put pants on?" Misty surveyed Ash's red striped boxers. The Pokémon master looked down as well before shaking his head and shrugging.

"Nah. These are my pants."

Misty arched an eyebrow and leaned back against the bed's headboard. "Please don't teach our son what is and isn't acceptable in public, okay honey?"

Ash reached for the doorknob and winked at the flustered red head. "No promises."

XXX

"I can't believe that none of them caught on."

"That's because we're such good liars!"

"I don't think that can be considered a good thing, Dawn."

May and Misty were sitting on either side of Dawn, dressed up in their light pink bridesmaid dresses. The brunette coordinator, who looked like a modern day princess in her white A-line wedding dress, was resting a white satin glove covered hand on Misty's burgeoning stomach, and the gym leader didn't even think of protesting.

"You liked carrying my baby, didn't you?"

Dawn carefully eyed Misty, who was now smirking at her younger friend. Dawn blushed slightly, and it took her a moment to answer.

"I did, actually. It was one of the most amazing feelings I've ever had in my life. But I bet you missed her."

"Very badly," Misty held the underside of her bump. "I liked not having all that extra weight and the other problems for a while, but then I realized just how much I missed feeling her inside of me. I assume you let Ash talk to her last night?"

"Yeah, he really likes doing that," Dawn giggled. "And she gets excited when he talks to her too! I thought it was so sweet."

"I'm sure you and Kenny will make wonderful parents one day," May commented. "I was thinking that last night when I got to babysit mine and Misty's kids last night with him."

"Damien is a bit of trouble, isn't he?" Misty smirked at the brunette.

"Yeah, but he's my trouble," May winked with a girlish giggle. "I can't believe you got him to brush his teeth without him putting up a fight!"

"I'm used to it, with Aiden and Michelle," Misty smiled. "They're mine and Ash's children; stubborn as can be. I love them dearly, but it's true. So I know how to deal with it."

"You three have been awfully chatty about whatever it is you're talking about," a new voice broke in. The three girls looked up and found Iris approaching the table. She was wearing the same dress as Misty and May, and was holding a champagne glass in her hand. Pulling out the chair next to Misty, she sat down and inquired, "Are you ever going to let me in on this little secret?"

"Maybe," Dawn smirked, "if you promise to keep it a secret!"

"Now you know I'm not much of a blabber," Iris waved a haphazard hand, "especially when it comes to Cilan!"

All four women began to laugh, although Misty stopped before her counterparts. There was a strange feeling going through her belly; an energy rush of sorts. Misty separated from Dawn and stood up rather abruptly, bewildering her friends.

"Everything okay Misty?" May asked curiously.

"Fine," Misty lied, her heart racing in concern. "I just wanna go see Ash. I have a…a question for him."

"Okay," Dawn shrugged slightly. "Should we tell Iris the story or wait for you to come back?" At this, Dawn smirked sneakily, causing May to laugh wildly.

"You can tell her," Misty smiled weakly. "Don't hold it out any longer. I'll be back in a little bit."

She hurried away from the table, her hand protectively pressed against her ever growing stomach. Somehow, Misty knew this had something to do with the aura. She just knew it.

A sense of relief washed over the gym leader when she found Ash hanging around the bar with Brock. She quickly approached the raven haired man and gently tugged on his suit jacket, alarming the handsome celebrity figure.

"Mist, you scared me," Ash let out a sharp breath, closing his eyes for just a moment. When he reopened them, he started directly into Misty's emerald orbs and asked, "What is it sweetheart?"

"I need to talk to you," Misty pressed in a hushed whisper. Ash could feel the abruptness in Misty's voice, and it caused him to furrow his brow slightly.

"Are you okay?"

"I…I don't know," Misty slowly shook her head, tears beginning to fill her eyes.

"Do you guys need to be alone?" Brock inquired, reaching out to gently rub Misty's back in a caring and brotherly manner.

"If you wouldn't mind," Misty looked over her shoulder, her cheeks reddening. Brock smiled gently and nodded, standing up in order to give Ash a little bob of his head.

"I'll go see what the twins are up to for you," Brock chuckled. "Make sure they're not doing anything Ash-esque."

"You're not funny Brocko," Ash called teasingly as the Pokémon doctor walked away. When neither little snipe made Misty giggle, however, Ash knew something wasn't right. "Wow Mist. Every time Brock takes a dig at me you laugh like it's the greatest thing you've ever heard. Something must really be bothering you."

A small sob escaped from Misty's lips. Ash clicked his tongue and jumped up, pulling Misty's head into his chest. He didn't want anyone to see her crying. Even worse, he didn't want to see her crying. "Tell me what's the matter babe. Come on, I don't like to see you so upset."

"I think something's wrong," Misty murmured tearfully.

"With the baby?" Ash began to panic.

"No, not with the baby. She's alright; kicking and stuff. It's something else."

"Oh," Ash scratched his head. "Then what is it?"

"I just have this…feeling in my stomach," Misty still had her hand held against her bump. "It's the same feeling I got when the baby used aura. But this time…I feel like it's telling me that something is wrong."

"Like a premonition?" Ash whispered.

"Maybe, I don't know," Misty let out another weep as her shoulders sagged. "I'm so scared Ash. I'm scared for our baby, and for our family. I just know that something isn't right!"

"I'm sure you're just getting anxious," Ash tried to soothe his worked up wife. "Don't think about it Misty, okay? You know I'm always gonna protect you, and this family. Just relax, okay?" He kissed the top of her head and laid his own hand on the side of her midsection. "Don't cry. I'm right here, I always will be. Nothing bad will happen."

As Misty began to calm down, Ash sighed inwardly and looked off into space. What if Misty's sensations were right? Aura was a very powerful thing; it wasn't to be taken lightly. If Misty was getting those feelings from deep within her, then they may be accurate.

What if something bad was really going to happen?

Will Misty's fears be justified? Is something bad really going to happen?

You'll have to find out next chapter! Which, by the way, I hope to get out a little faster than this one. With a few breaks coming up, it may be a possibility!

Thanks for all of the suppourt so far. All of the reviews and great responses really keep me going, and I'm glad to know people are really into this story! It means alot, so thanks :D Until next time!