A/N: Second chapter of my double update. This chapter didn't go how I planned. And gain I'm not too impressed. But I figure I should probably upload something while I work out the kinks again.

Pairing: Lots o' people. Trucy, Apollo, Miles, Pheonix, Maya (very briefly) and Mia/ Godot(/Diego) right at the end.

Disclaimer: I don't own Phoenix Wright or Capcom stuff at all. Woe is Steph.

Celebration of Life

"Polly," Trucy whispered, "Has Daddy explained where we are going?"

Apollo looked at her and shook his head, too scared of present company to clear his throat to talk out loud.

They were sat in the back of Miles Edgeworth's car and had been for several hours now. Neither person in the back seat any the wiser as to why.

"Thanks again for doing this." Phoenix told his friend to the left of him.

"My pleasure. After all, we have some history too. I owe her a favour as much as I do you."

Phoenix smiled and nodded, content with the silence the rest of the journey brought.

Trucy's excitement and interest could no longer be contained however when they approached a sign telling them that they were currently in Kurain Village.

"Perhaps now is the time to explain to her?" Miles questioned directly at Phoenix who nodded in return.

"Come, Mr Justice. I've heard a lot about your career."

Apollo gulped and followed the esteemed prosecutor to the building in front of them, leaving Trucy with Phoenix.

"Daddy, what's going on?"

"We're here for a birthday. Not a birthday party though- more a celebration of life."

"I'm confused." She said while cocking her head.

"It's my old mentor- and my friend. She- she died a long time ago. Her sister runs this village. Before you start yes, we have a relationship and no, it's not what you think. She's my best friend, and I'm helping her celebrate her sister's life on her birthday.

...

"Your father never explained how he knew Mia?" Edgeworth asked Trucy, and shook his head upon Trucy's answer.

"It was... quite embarrassing I hear."

"Hey! How do you know about it? That wasn't your case!" Phoenix cut in. Clearly concerned about precisely what details Edgeworth would give away.

"It was another one of Mr Payne's failures so naturally the entirety of the prosecutor's office heard much detail about it, even those who chose not to gossip. Apparently he was clad in a bright pink jumper with a heart on it, was so fraught with cold that he could barely talk for sneezing, and-"

"That's quite enough Edgeworth." Phoenix warned. "Perhaps we'd like to say something about Mia that doesn't involve a downfall of mine in some way or another?"

Phoenix listened to stone cold silence and slumped his shoulders. "Shall I then?"

"She was a great woman. Really. The best. I had the honour of having her as my mentor second and my friend first. She saved my life and was completely wonderful, if a little too organised and let's be honest," He said while looking at Maya for a second, "a little bit of a hard ass at times as well. To Mia." He said, raising an imaginary glass- laughing as Trucy curtsied and Apollo tipped his imaginary hat.

"She truly was remarkable-"

"Is." Maya cut in.

"Is remarkable." Miles corrected.

The group smiled in consented silence as they looked at Mia's grave, each thinking privately that they wish they'd known her more, had more time with her, had known her at all when Phoenix's eye was caught by a reflection of light to his left. He turned his head slightly and saw the retreating figure of someone half hidden by shadows of a tree.

He nodded once, and turned back to the group to tell them that they ought to go help the acolytes set up in the great hall for the celebration in a few minutes; sure that Mia's next visitor wouldn't want an audience.

...

After they had retreated he felt himself as alone as he needed. He took a few more minutes simply staring at her grave. He knew that if he entered the great hall he'd be able to talk to her properly in a short while, but had decided that he needed to talk to the dead. Not the living.

He composed himself and made the transition from his new persona to his old one; to who he was when he had known her. When he was his best.

Diego didn't mind waiting those few extra minutes.

He'd been waiting his whole 'life' for this.

And after all, he'd loved her so long.

I have the next chapter written down in my notebook. And it's currently 20 to 12. Though it won't be when I upload tomorrow morning or afternoon. So by the time I do upload you can be sure that I've at least thought about doing some more typing.