Author's notes: The events in this chapter were decided upon by a ratio of the number of times it took a coin (A quarter)flipped to reach tails or heads, depending on which came first. The coin was flipped four times and landed on heads until the fifth one which was tails. I decided this way because I had trouble deciding which path to choose. The idea popped up before chapter seven. But I decided to wait until now to give the idea a chance to come into the story.

WARNING SADNESS AHEAD

Chapter 11.

Cash entered the small town in the dead of night. No cars or pedestrians on the streets. Big large lantern poles with large white globes on top lit up Main Street with white light. Harsh shadows were everywhere light wasn't. He walked down the sidewalk of the small town. It was quite peaceful. All the businesses he came across were still and no light was on. Except in a hotel.

He was going to need a place to lodge for the night but without a mask or some way to hide his identity his options were severely limited. He had two big choices.

A, the sewers where there may already be search teams or security cameras set up just in case he decided to try that mode of transport.

B the roof of a tall building, like the hotel. Climbing the hotel he wouldn't need to worry about stench, moving a heavy manhole cover silently or getting lost. Any noise he made getting up the side or on the top would be mostly ignored as the neighbors being up late.

He chose the hotel. He walked down the alley between it and a small sandwich shop. Finding a a steel pipe he gave it a good shake to make sure it was secure. Then proceeded to use his strength provided by the brace to inch his way up it like a cat would a tree. Except he wrapped his hands around the pipe instead of digging his fingernails into it.

"Man…that was easier then I thought it would be. Now to hide my stuff and…" He stopped because he could hear faint screams crashing, cars tire screeching. It was coming from the direction of a skylight. He slowly approached it and peered in. Someone was sitting on a couch and watching an action movie. It had about an hour or so left till it ended. They were smoking a cigarette and drinking from a champagne glass. From the looks of the suite it was an expensive one. Having been laden with actual products produced from Pokémon such as wool & reptilian leather. How on earth did that work? He was peering in from behind them. The lights were on inside so his shadow couldn't be seen.

That was when he noticed the species of Pokémon sitting there. A female Umbreon, nearly the same build as her, and with blue rings instead of yellow ones, just like her! She wore tight fitting skinny jeans and a tank top. His face was really red from looking at her.

"A-Amy…could it be. Could it be that easy?!" He whispered.

The Umbreon paused the TV and got up, he backed away from the skylight quickly so he wouldn't be noticed by his faces reflection by the indoor lights. But he was able to get a look at her face. It was Amy.

Then Cash realized how much of a creep he had been just now! He had been spying on someone from their skylight at night. That was in major stalker type territory. He felt pretty bad about it now. If he had been caught it would have been preety hard to explain and not look like a total creep. Also if it had been anyone other than Amy it would make his public hatred and fear even more sever. All anyone with windows or skylights would think about was "What if the monster was watching".

He needed to find a way into the building and knock on her door. Thinking, he quickly walked over to the roof access door and pulled the lock off gently. He then opened the door and was in.

Cash walked down a set of steps and into a moistened hallway. He walked down that and destroyed the lock on it to enter the main hallway. But before he stepped foot inside he looked for security cameras. Seeing none he walked into it. He was at the corner of a hallway that whent ina rectangular path around this floor.

Amy's suit was the one in the south eastern corner. He walked towards it and came to the door when another door on the hallway he was on opened! He quickly jumped back behind the corner and silently pleaded for them to not come his way.

Cash heard footsteps, they soon stopped. Then the one who made them spoke. Their voice was that of an elderly Delcatty.

"I swear, either I'm going insane or that was the distinct footsteps of an adult human." She said aloud.

The footsteps continued and then they stopped when the tenant's door shut.

"Holy fucking shit that was so god damn close!" Cash muttered mentally.

Cash then lightly approached Amy's door and spastically pressed the small buzzer about 20 times.

He waited about 20 seconds, his heart was racing! His adrenalin was pumped! His head was rushing! He couldn't wait possible another minute to see her!

He saw her shadow in the peep hole. That was when he heard a blood curdling scream! It was Amy's scream no doubt about it! He was about to smash the door down to help her when his brain processed the words she said.

"OH MY GOD! HE'S FOUND ME! SOMEONE HELP ME! PLEASE HELP ME! THE HUMAN IS HERE! HELP!"

A hundred things flashed through his mind as it processed what she had said.

Why is she scared!? I wouldn't hurt her! Didn't she have feelings for me?! Why did she react that way? Did I do something bad?!...After all that happened between us. The kiss, insisting on holding hands, the tears, the blushing. That does not compute!

Amy opened the door and looked at Cash. She revealed her face, it was covered with anger, annoyance, and frustration. Her usually blue rings were a blood red color. He had never seen her like this.

In an instant she telepathically gave him a message as that there would be no time in all the commotion.

"You insane and vile monster! I'll give you credit where it's due you are persistent and fast! How did you find me and make it from Lilycove so quickly?! Ah no matter! Did you honestly think I was going to let a vile creature like yourself escape the punishment he rightfully deserved? Did you really think that I loved you? That the kiss was real? That your broken leg was an accident? The details of why are not important right now as that you will learn eventually. All you deserve to know is that as soon as I captured you the plan was set in motion. I contacted the authorities and gave them my psychological profile on you. I'm a psychologist you see. But apparently I did a shit job and ended up with you at my front door! At least I was paid handsomely for my façade.

"Well I ought to say it now with you face to face."

She spoke with cruelty; "I never loved you or cared for you for a single moment. It was all fake. I used attract on you." With that Amy shut the door. She wasn't really scared, he had been infatuated, and so he wouldn't hurt her.

Cash had never heard more hurtful and hateful words in all his life. He simply stood there, he felt…broken…He hung his head. Thousands of thought flitted through his head. None of them anger though. He slumped into the floor and sat there. Staring at the door. Thinking, internally mourning. He even shed a few tears but he knew that was pointless. This entire endeavor was pointless.

He had been hurt in the most painful way possible. His heart had been picked up and shown a kind of love he had never experienced before, a purely platonic love, then it had been flattened rolled up and tossed aside. This had never happened to him before, not like this anyway.

-The building was evacuated.

He simply sat there.

The SWAT team arrived and could be heard ascending the stairs.

He simply sat there.

They were five feet away.

He simply sat there.

"Uh, boss what is he doing?" One of the officers asked. He was a Spinda.

"Judging by the way that he's simply sitting there and ignoring us he looks like he zoned out." The leader, a Skarmory said.

"It looks like his heart has been broken! HA! HA! HA! As if humans actually had hearts!" A Sandshrew added.

Cash simply sat there.