A/N: This story is... I don't know. Sometimes someone messages me, and reminds me that I cn still write a chapter to this story, and so far, it has resulted into two chapters I never planned on writing. Chapter 5, and now chapter 6. Anyone who was waiting for chapter 6, thank Silverwingdragon151!

Enjoy!

Paul returns to Ash just in time to find him panicking about and yelling his name. It's still dark outside, and Ash stumbles around in the bushes like a blind man. "Espeon! Espeon where are you!" Espeon almost feels pleased to have been so missed, and he jumps from the bushes with a chipper mewl. Ash immediately kneels besides him and wraps his arms around him.

"You had me so worried Espeon! I really thought I'd scared you off yesterday." Paul winces when Ash ruffles the top of his head with a gloved hand, but he accepts the sign of affection, even though he ducks away when Ash doesn't show any signs of stopping.

There's overdoing it, and then there is OVERDOING IT Ash! Geez, did you ever have any Psychic pokemon in your team at all?! Paul quickly hops away from Ash, heading in a random direction. He doesn't know where they're headed, but it doesn't really matter. He can find food, or catch it, and the most important thing is learning to use his hypnosis.

The dimension that gives him his powers

He heads off quickly, leaving Ash scrambling to catch up. "Hey wait! I still need to put on my jacket, ESPEON!" Paul slows down, but just a little bit. "And what about breakfast, I don't have anything on me..." Espeon sighs, stops, and turns back to where he met the Zoroark. Maybe he could convince Ash to fry a magicarp or luvdisk. He'd prefer that Luvdisk from yesterday personally, but a magicarp would have far more meat.

"Espeon, if we want to get ANYWHERE, we should go in one direction, not wander about!" Espeon just looks at him accusingly and mentally raises an eyebrow. I'm trying to get you fed, idiot! I'm the one with a plan here, so you just follow my lead or beat it!

…...Okay okay, I don't want you to beat it, but have a little faith in me. Ash hesitantly follows him, and Paul makes a little skip in his walking, obviously very pleased to have Ash follow him. It's the way it's supposed to go after all, he knows better in this situation!

They reach the pond quickly, and Paul immediately starts looking for the luvdisk that so crudely spat water in his face the evening before. He'd like nothing more than to see that blubbering fish sizzling above a fire.

"Oh! Water!" Ash immediately rushes past him and almost runs into the water in his attempt to drink as much as quickly as possible. Paul hisses at him when he feels the presence of the other fish retreat to the far bottom of the pond. Still, he can catch them. A few shadow balls at the lake floor, and they should all swim up to escape.

Ash makes slurpy drinking noises besides him and espeon twitches his ear in annoyance. Bear it for now Paul, as soon as you can speak, you're telling him how disgusting that sounds. The psychic dimension ripples, and out of nowhere a lanturn jumps out of the water, agitated and all too ready to emit a burst of static at Paul and Ash. Ash spits out a full out of water in surprise and almost slips off the edge of the lake. "BWAAH!"

Paul had been warned by the dimension, and before the lanturn can unleash its static, he activates his psychic powers, and flings the fish out of his sight. Luvdisk for dinner, no lanturns, but luvdisks!

"W-wow, that lanturn came out of nowhere! Thanks Espeon... Without you I would have been a goner for sure."

Espeon raises an eyebrow at Ash. You have no idea Ash, you have NO idea. He moves along the edge of the lake, following the random directions of the other dimension. The words of the Zoroark still ring in his head, chastising him for his weakness in psychic power... he couldn't say it didn't surprise him... The dimension from which he gathered his powers was so diverse and large, it didn't only hold power. He hisses. He'd always had no respect for Psychic pokemon, beings so strong simply submitting to a thin plastic casing and a stupid command... But he can see now how much comfort it gives to have a foothold. Tryingto find all the uses of the dimension... It could drive you mad. Simply drawing power and using it in the world... it truly is childs play.

Ash follows him, quickly putting the lid of his drinking canteen back on.

"You know Espeon?"

Paul ignores him.

"I never thought paul would be able to get an espeon, or an Umbreon."

Paul almost stops to look back at Ash, but he forces himself to keep walking normally. His ears tilt backwards, and he listens intently to what Ash says.

"Whenever I battled him, he just misused his pokemon. At least, that's what I saw. Treated them like... heh, much like you treat pokemon actually. Like they're dirt beneath your paws. You know? But still, somehowlanturn pokemon... he made friends with you. I... I know he didn't trade you as an Espeon. He hates... hated making friends with pokemon, thought it made them weak. I'm betting he wanted you to evolve into a Jolteon, but- you loved him anyhow."

Paul stops and sits down, curling his double tail around him. The forest is asleep around them. Ash is so very wrong, but Paul finds himself wishing that he wasn't. He'd had an Eevee, but it disliked him to the point of refusing to evolve, and running away. The eevee family is sensitive to... sensitive to love and friendship. Without really wanting to, he thinks of his Torterra, his very first pokemon. It had tried to like him, tried to be nice... Does it even remember him now?

Ash crouches down next to him and puts a soft hand on his head. This time he's not rough about it, and Paul lets Ash pet him sotfly. "I... already told you that I liked him, right? I didn't agree with how he treated his pokemon, I thought it was inexcusable, but... finding you as his pokemon... did I ever really know him? Maybe I just couldn't see the good parts of his training. Maybe I was holding myself back, for no reason at all."

Ash pulls him into a hug, and Paul is uncomfortably pressed against Ash's jacket. It's muddy and smells dusty, but Paul can't care less. He doesn't really know what to think, so he just keeps his head quiet, and nuzzles Ash's cheek in their embrace.

"Guess it doesn't matter now, really... But talking to you Espeon, is like talking to a part of him."

Paul pulls himself from Ash's embrace, and tries to focus on the other dimension again. The sooner he finds a teacher of the psychic world, the sooner he can turn back into a human and...

And what exactly? Have him meet a person I never was? He likes... liked me when I was still alive, but... I don't think I'll be the same when I come back.

He looks back at Ash, who has gotten up and follows him with a tired expression on his face. All options are just as likely... He can only hope it'll be the one where they both smile, and share a hug amongst more than friends...

I hope you enjoyed this!