Hello :P It is Wednesday and I am back with a Jordan update. This one is a little different. Me and Shannon always had this little idea how cool it would be if James and Jordan actually met when Jordan was a man and James was little way back when Jordan had to fix his family's boat seeing as he was a mechanic. Many conversations about that and rewatching "Goodnight Mister Tom" inspired this so I hope you enjoy! This is Jordan meeting some very familiar people over a different circumstance :3

Ages:

Jordan: 19

Noah Morgan (James' Grandfather): 50s/60s

Josie Morgan: (James' Grandmother): 50s/50s

James: A few months old

Disclaimer: I own the names for James' Grandparents. They're the ones featured in the anime :3

I breathed out contentedly and cuddled into the strong chest of Jordan as we began to nap together after a long but happy day of babysitting Ash and Misty's children. I seemed to dream almost instantly. But right away I knew it wasn't a dream. It was so real. It was so vivid. And I ached along with the sensitive blonde male as his dream reflected an incident of his past.

Jordan woke up with a start and like it usually did when he woke up, his heart began hammering in his chest. He heard the sound of a garage door opening and gentle footsteps and his heart raced all the more. He clutched his head as the bright light of the sunshine outdoors shone into the garage and directly into his eyes. He let out a quiet whimper and buried further into the car he had been sleeping in and pulled his jacket further around himself for comfort and protection. Like a child, he thought that if he hid away and he couldn't see anybody, he wouldn't be found.

I imagined the grey moustached man was frowning and raising an eyebrow as he approached the car and saw the late teenage male sleeping in his prize car that was in the garage of he and his wife's holiday getaway home. He studied the older male as he tugged the jacket further around himself and his bulging bicep came into view. The short little man took a step back and reached for his gun for emergencies as he couldn't tell how old Jordan was but he could see he was heavily muscled. With one shove, the small man would have gone flying. He knew he needed protection, being a renowned police officer that was near retirement age.

From Jordan's memories I could hear the male in the flat cap take a few more steps forward before poking the blonde male's arm with the large gun. Jordan's eyes shot open so I too could see what he was remembering. The little man was so familiar. Oh so familiar. I couldn't quite believe it at first. Two loved ones of mine and two very sensitive, sweet males having the memory of the exact same person.

Jordan's green orbs grew wide and he breathed out nervously upon meeting the narrowed but gentle eyes of the short little man. His eyes soon dropped down to see he was being poked with a gun and began to freak out. His long and muscly body curled desperately into the shape of that of a newborn as he squeezed his eyes tightly shut and held his hands up in defence. He began to breathe heavily and shake as he pleaded.

"P-Please… Please no…" was all he managed to squeak out at first before opening one eye just the tiniest crack to look for any signs he was going to be shot at. "Please don't shoot me, please. I can explain."

I could tell from the softening and worried expression on the old man's face that he could hear the fear in the other male's voice and he quickly put the gun down on the ground. That wasn't enough to ease Jordan's panicky breathing and his eyes were quickly filling with tears.

The grey haired man pulled such a guilty expression and rubbed his forehead before picking the gun back up and hanging it on the wall where it belonged. Afterwards, he looked at Jordan genuinely and held his own hands up.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not going to shoot you, son." He said in a southern accent, taking a few steps back to show the shivering male that no harm was going to come to him.

Jordan's eyes remained wide with fear and filled with tears but the other man didn't say anything, just smiling at him to show he was safe. After the green orbed male had managed to even out his breathing a fraction and he sat further up in the car, he pulled the jacket back around him.

He continued staring at the short man with wide eyes as he swallowed and clenched his jaw. He was beginning to come to terms with the fact he wasn't going to get shot at before breathing out gratefully. He then realised that since the gun had been moved out of the way, he owed the male an explanation.

Jordan swallowed and licked his lips, trying to get enough saliva in his mouth to begin talking.

"I… Uh… I…" he stammered, still pale with fear but he was beginning to shake less as each minute passed. "I had nowhere to go. It was raining. You left the door open. So I came in here to escape the rain."

The soft grandfather nodded his head and adjusted his flat cap, glancing back out into the sunshine of he and his wife's garden after he listened to Jordan's explanation.

"Well, son, the rain stopped in the early hours of this morning. It's now late afternoon."

"Well, I have been known to sleep quite a long time." Jordan was quick to reply before blushing slightly when the male raised his eyebrow. He wondered if it was because what he said wasn't normal or he found him rude for interjecting so quickly.

He shook his head apologetically but the old man was quick to smile at him, his dark brown orbs studying him in a way that made me feel even more at home and even more certain that I absolutely definitely new him. And Jordan did now, too. But he was a complete stranger then. Beyond kind. But still, a stranger.

"Like I was saying," the old man began, taking off his hat to reveal his slicked back locks before putting the cap back on his head. "The rain stopped hours ago, son. You came in here to seek shelter. It's stopped raining so you don't need that shelter anymore."

The man was only hinting that Jordan should leave and in a kind way but the blonde male swallowed and frantically nodded his head. He lifted the coat off him and tucked it under one arm, getting ready to hop out of the vehicle.

The sunlight hitting Jordan's face allowed the older man to get a proper look at him and he let out a quiet gasp. Jordan was quick to understand why and desperately flicked his hair in front of his eyes to try and hide it. It was too late. The man furrowed his brow and came very close to Jordan, gesturing at it with his finger.

"What is that on your face, boy?" he asked, his brow still forehead but his brown eyes filled with concern.

Jordan clenched his jaw and looked down at his lap, twiddling with his thumbs as he answered as kindly as possible despite the fact he was heavily embarrassed and slightly defensive.

"It's a bruise, sir."

The other male couldn't help but roll his eyes upon hearing this but not in an unkind way. He just raised an eyebrow at Jordan, waiting for him to explain how he got it. I was surprised when Jordan noticed this and explained himself, seeing as I'm told he wasn't always so good at figuring people out. And no wonder.

"I'm not really sure how I got it. I might have bumped my head on your car in the night, sir."

Jordan flushed when he realised he might sound like a hooligan for this and he looked up at the male with pleadingly guilty eyes.

Like always, the gentle male continued smiling at Jordan and he patted the side of his car proudly.

"Oh she wouldn't dare do such a thing to you, boy. We've known each other a very long time."

Jordan blinked apologetically upon hearing this but I couldn't help but smirk slightly in my dreams as my brain fathomed these words. That was one of the reasons that Gary had become so fond of his father in laws grandfather.

The moustached male let out a quiet sigh as he saw the gentle panic on the sensitive male's face and he gave him a sympathetic smile, his eyes still studying deeply.

"I'm not one to judge, boy." He began, taking his flat cap off to make his words seem all the more sincere. "I think you got that bruise from back home and that's where you're running from. The rain has stopped so it's time to go but you don't have a place to go if back home ends up in beatings like that. Am I right?"

Jordan nodded slowly and breathed out, his eyes pricking with tears. As he thought about it, my brain saw a flash of Jordan's older brother and a fist coming right towards him and socking him in the eye. I winced and Jordan winced as the image disappeared as fast as it came. The hurt lasted, however, for both of us. In our hearts and on the side of our faces as I thought I could feel the thump myself.

The grey haired male sighed sadly again and leaned his hip against his car, still talking to the young Jordan.

"Well this is only me and my wife's holiday home and summer's almost over so it's time in a few days to head back to Kanto and deliver our grandson back to his parents. You're welcome to stay here as long as you want but it might get lonely all on your own." He paused and let out another sigh as Jordan's eyes pricked with tears as the kindness he was getting from a stranger was more thoughtful than anything from his family. "And surely, you must have something to head home too? Some reason? One reason at least?"

Jordan was quick to shake his head and this gesture made one of the tears escape from his eyelids and trickle down his cheek. He didn't bother to wipe it as he continued shaking his head and looking down at his lap.

The brown orbed older male breathed out sadly before studying the young male once again before spotting something and smirking slightly. He hoped the sensitive male was able to take a teasing from him, even though they had just met.

"Well boy, I spy a few more bruises on your neck and they seemed to be inflicted in a very different way to the other one and out of love. So it seems to me that you do have at least one thing to return back to."

Jordan blushed heavily upon hearing this and tried to hide his neck with his hand but it was already too late. The grandfather just shook his head and smirked at him, waiting for an answer.

The blonde male wiped the tears that had fallen minutes before and breathed out, hesitating before nodding his head bravely.

"There is just one thing. My girl, Lynne. She knows everything about me so she's going to be going out of her mind with worry, wondering where I am. But I just had to go. She needs to stay away from me. Before one of my brothers does this to her."

He swallowed and looked into the eyes of the other male for the first time as he spoke, pointing to his bruise and addressing it for also the first time.

The short man nodded his head understandingly and sighed, putting his cap back on his head and standing up straighter.

"You don't have to decide right away, boy. You can stay here as long as you want. Even in here if you want." He gestured to the garage around them before looking back at Jordan. "But I think you'd be comfier if you came back inside.

Jordan ran a hand through his tousled locks and swallowed gratefully, nodding his head just a fraction. The older man nodded his head back, holding his hand out to them. He flinched for half a second before realising it was to shake and wasn't to punch. He just stared at it, not accepting it yet.

"You must have a name, son." Was all the grey haired man uttered to him as he looked at him softly and thought about his heart-breaking reaction to a simple hand shake.

The yellow haired male licked his lips and nodded before reaching a slightly trembling hand towards the older male and shook it.

"I'm Jordan." He mumbled quietly, looking up at the male in subtle disbelief as they shook hands and the other male gently patted his oily hand. "Jordan Williams. What about you?"

The grey haired male continued looking at him softly and smiled so his moustache twitched upwards.

"Nice to meet you, son. I mean, nice to meet you, Jordan. My name is Noah. Noah Morgan. And my wife is-"

"His wife's name is Josie."

Jordan blinked shyly as she came to join her husband in the garage and she placed her hand on her hips and raised an eyebrow when she saw he had company.

"My name's Josie. And Noah, why on earth is there a young and damp man cuddled up in your car?"

And so, Noah explained for Jordan, all about what he's running away from and what he might be heading back to and how he had offered him to stay for a few days or perhaps even after they headed back to Kanto, if he liked.

Josie beamed lovingly at her husband's kindness and squeezed his arms before leaning forward into the car. She reached out her soft hands and couldn't help but grab Jordan's face in a grandmotherly way.

"Oh you poor poor thing, my darling. You look like such a sweetheart yet someone or some people would dare lay a finger on you. Unbelievable…" she breathed out and Jordan's eyes began to fill with tears as she tenderly stroked his bruise. "If you come inside, I can get you something for that, dear."

Jordan nodded his head shyly and gave her a smile, causing her to cradle his face closer and Noah to smile lovingly at his wife. After squeezing her shoulder, he smirked at Jordan and played with the brim of his cap.

"I think he's hoping that your special remedies don't take away those lovely bruises on his neck."

Jordan blushed heavily upon hearing this but couldn't help but giggle shyly when Josie laughed herself and playfully shoved her husband.

She was about to take hold of his hand and help him out of the car and lead him into the house when the sound of crying filled around the garden. Jordan's ears pricked up right away and now as he dreamed, his heart hammered at the memory and so did mine.

Josie dropped his hand and shook her head fondly, putting her hands back on her hips.

"Oh if those two Pokemon have started a fight again and are upsetting our little grandson, I'm going to have their guts for garters." She sighed cheerily and headed back off to the garden to fetch the little baby.

She came bustling back a few seconds after, holding a small baby in her arms with big green orbs and lavender feathery curls, her eyes full of concern at her husband.

"I think we're going to need to pry them apart."

This was all she had to say and Noah nodded his head, doffing his cap at Jordan before heading off to the garden. It seemed to be a regular thing for the pair.

After Josie had soothed the little baby enough to stop crying, she pressed a kiss to his forehead and held him out to Jordan.

"Do you mind giving our little James a cuddle while I help my husband with the Pokemon?"

Upon hearing this words and seeing from Jordan's memory a vivid image of baby James, my heart swelled with love. How marvellous. They had met as adults seeing as Jordan's daughter was Misty but it seemed they'd already met before, when Jordan was a teenager and James just a little baby. The world really is a fantastic place.

Jordan's eyes grew wide and he quickly swallowed, just shaking his head apologetically at the grandmother.

Josie looked at him in dismay but didn't have time to question why he wouldn't hold the baby as her husband called to her desperately for help.

"Oh never mind then, I'll just put him there with you."

And with that, she put baby James to lay down on the car seat next to Jordan before wordlessly heading off to join her husband.

Jordan blinked his eyes at the baby and breathed out before moving slightly further away from him, the emotion growing in his chest. I wouldn't know if I had witnessed his actions back then but I knew now. This was most likely the first baby he had held since his baby sister. She had passed away when she was four. She too was small and had big green eyes. This was going to be so hard for Jordan.

The blonde male breathed out and furrowed his brow in a way that was showing he was trying to be brave as little baby James cooed to himself and reached his hands to the air. He was such a sweet little thing. It saddened me that he grew up to have almost as sad an upbringing as Jordan. Though he was vastly rich and Jordan vastly poor, they both lacked love and security.

As I dreamt along with Jordan, my brain moved away from its absent minded thoughts as baby James began to quietly whimper and reach his hands out to Jordan.

The blonde male leaned out of the car desperately to try and spot either of his grandparents coming but they didn't. He had been left with the baby. Although it was only a minor cry, it registered something in Jordan. He blamed himself for his sister's death. So if this baby was unhappy, he was going to blame himself.

Hesitantly, he reached his wide hands out and picked the baby up, rocking him gently on his knee as he hummed a seaside song to him.

James' innocent baby green orbs met Jordan's broken ones that were the exact same shade. The baby couldn't possibly know – or maybe he did – but that day he did something for Jordan. If he hadn't been convinced by James' grandparents later on, he was convinced then on to give going back home another go.

Baby James was so pure and innocent. So full of wonder. So full of new opportunities. There was no reason that Jordan couldn't be the same. The harshness of his upbringing didn't have to make him miserable. He could go back home and be reunited with the love of his life and focus on making something out of himself. He had only one thing to return to. But it definitely was enough. As baby James cuddled into his chest, Jordan shut his eyes and breathed out. Like James, he himself had a new opportunity. An opportunity to work his butt off and finally escape with his girl and make something of himself. And that's exactly what he did.

The End.

There you go! Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed :3 This focuses a little more on Jordan's sad bringing. His older and his younger brother who used to bully and often beat him and his little sister who died when she was very little and how Jordan blamed himself. I will definitely write more about them in the future. I will also definitely write about James' Grandparents too because me and Shannon say in the future when they're all friends as adults because of Misty, Josie would have a very soft spot for Jordan :P Thanks again and I will be back on Wednesday with another Jordan/Lynne update so see you then!

AmyBieberKetchum signing out :P