Hello :P It is not Wednesday but I am finally back to upload a new chapter. I don't have any excuses really, except my week has felt very muddled this week and I only just realised I never uploaded. So sorry about that! But I'm here now. I don't believe I've written about James and Gary's relationship before and if I have, I haven't uploaded it. This was fun to write. I've had this idea in my head since 2015 at the earliest but never knew how to approach it. Then one night, I felt ready. I wanted to write about Gary. So I wrote this. I hope you enjoy :3
Ages:
James: 27
Gary: 21
Disclaimer: I own the OCs of Gary's parents that are mentioned :3
I held onto James' shoulder and, as we went into the bar together, I couldn't help but feel comforted and almost satisfied by the orange and dully lit atmosphere of the place. I inhaled all sorts of scents from my perch. And even though I could hear the quiet conversations of other guests at the hangout, I almost felt like it was just us two. I felt like it was just me and James. And because of that reason, I held onto him tighter and gave him a reserved nudge of affection.
But it was soon to be not just us. After my cheek finished brushing his, I sat further up, my claws still digging into the material of his jacket. I drew in a breath of realisation. We were not there to feel closer to one and other and have a drink and a natter. We were there for one reason and one reason only. And that was to find Gary.
Thankfully, our search had not been a frantic and long one and it was going to come to an end even sooner than both James and I thought. After just a few moments of being in the bar doorway, we noticed the actual bar and all the liquor was directly opposite the entrance. And because of this, we noticed something else. We noticed an auburn haired young adult sitting at the bar, his long legs draped over the sides of the bar stool. It was him.
The lavender haired male let out a quiet breath when he saw the back of his daughter's boyfriend and while I was still secretly enjoying the pleasant glow of the fire warmth that hit us as soon as we entered, he didn't dawdle. He pushed all of his long locks over onto one of his shoulders and moved forward, only needing to take a few strides to reach his destination.
In that moment, I was ready to hop off his shoulder and onto the bar but that time; it was James who was hesitating. As he continued playing with his hair, he bit his lip. He didn't know quite what to do. Gary wasn't expecting his presence in any way, shape or form. Was he to tap him on the shoulder? Was he to clear his throat? What was he to do?
I decided to help him out. I gave him a small smile and pushed off his shoulder with all four of my legs and leapt onto the bar counter next to Gary. He didn't react. James frowned and then blinked. He waited a few moments. My head tilted. He hadn't noticed me at all. James then breathed out. His fingers moved to take the messenger back off his shoulder that he had been wearing since he returned home from work and discovered his daughter's boyfriend had been most unlike himself. He put it down on the floor. He hesitated some more before very quietly and carefully and slowly sitting down next to the auburn haired male. This made him react.
Like James' own pace, Gary too turned around quietly and carefully and slowly. He blinked when he saw his future father in law before he furrowed his brow. He remained holding onto the beer bottle in his hand, his fingers lightly tapping on it.
"What are you doing here?" he asked James forwardly, his pupils filled with confusion but his expression showing a frown of almost moodiness that one would have hoped he'd lost since he was no longer a teenager.
James swallowed but he didn't seem offended or fazed. He made sure his bag was leaning carefully against the legs of his own bar stool before looking back at Gary. He soon went back to playing with his hair and shrugged. He cleared his throat casually and answered, telling him the truth.
"I could ask you the same thing." He began by pointing out, his long fingers coming through his hair and at that point, Gary had looked away. His fingers were still tapping quietly on his drinks bottle. James continued. "I got home and I got a text from Jayme saying you had been off work all day and then announced you were going to a bar for a drink. Since when do you do that?"
"I might do that." Gary couldn't help but answer quickly, his frown still prominent on his face and still holding his beverage in his hand. I stayed on the bar counter top and couldn't help but tilt my head towards him. I was listening. James was listening too but, like the younger male, he was quick to resume talking.
"You don't do that." James replied with a shrug and in an un-obnoxious way, simply telling his daughter's boyfriend the truth. He couldn't help but give Gary a small smirk to which the younger male didn't respond. James continued playing with his strand. "You have nine month old twins. You're a father. You have about as little time to do that as I do. This isn't typical behaviour for you."
My head tilted further towards Gary. I read ready for him to answer quickly and moodily again but he didn't. That time, he hesitated. And as he went over his girlfriend's father's words in his head after he had said them, his frown took over his face even more. He let out a sigh, stopping drumming his fingers on his beer bottle and tapping the whole thing quietly against the counter instead. He looked at James almost wearily.
"And you know me so well, do you?" he asked him with an eyebrow raise and when James opened his mouth to respond, Gary lightly clenched his jaw. He shook his head. He shot him down before he could even speak. "You don't know me that well."
That time round, it was James' turn to hesitate. His expression was beginning to be taken over by his own frown. I swallowed and looked between them. The last thing I wanted was for them to both be moody with each other and the lavender haired male make things worse for Gary. But I should've had more faith in him.
When he was younger, Gary was an egotistical thing. Some might say that James had been too. And if either of them had grown up a lot, James definitely had. He stopped frowning and shrugged, giving Gary a small smile. He continued smiling and glancing at him even though the auburn haired male was then looking down at his lap.
"Maybe you're right." He told him and that got Gary's attention. His head snapped towards him briefly and he put his beer bottle down to run his finger along the spikes of his hair. He hadn't been expecting that. James continued shrugging and, though his mouth had stopped smiling, his eyes were still sparkling with kindness. "But do we know each other well enough for you to tell me what's bugging you?"
I turned my head to properly smile at Gary. My ears were held high. I had liked the atmosphere in the bar and I liked how things were progressing between the two males. I liked the latter more. I smiled obviously at the auburn haired Pokémon Researcher. I was so ready for him to pour his heart out to the lavender haired male and I. But that's the trouble when you have high hopes. It's always a long drop from reality after having pie in the sky ideas.
"We don't." Gary told James quickly but not too rudely and with that, he picked his beer bottle back up and had a long swig from the neck of it. Following that, he didn't say anything for a good few minutes. And James didn't either. Even he didn't know what to do.
He was trying not to show it but his green orbs were filled with hurt and concern for the younger male and his mouth was hanging open a crack. He had not been expecting to be shut down that quickly by Gary Oak.
He furrowed his brow and cleared his throat, getting ready to try something else but he didn't have the time. The bar man had finished fetching the drinks for another group of people and put his dishcloth over his shoulder. He moved over to the lavender haired male and squinted at him. He began talking to him.
"Alright I'm going to need some ID from you, sunshine." He told him, his large hands resting on the bar counter top next to me and his eyes still squinting at the green orbed male. He was very large and very very tall. He breathed out through his nostrils as he continued. "Cos you don't look a day over eighteen."
I pulled a face of embarrassment for James upon hearing this and despite his sour mood; Gary couldn't help but snicker quietly from slurping at the neck of his beer bottle. My eyes glanced to him and I smiled briefly upon hearing him giggle but I soon went to looking sympathetically at James. I think I felt more insulted than he did but on top of that, I was holding my breath. I was waiting.
He would've reacted so very differently in the past. He would've reacted so very badly. But times had moved forward and he had become a lot more settled. Though he was rosy in the cheeks and clearly uncomfortable, he just calmly reached into his back and pulled out his ID. He handed it to the large man.
"There you go, sir." He mumbled to him, his fingers fiddling with each other after he handed his identification over to the bartender and he had to endure the lingering inspecting stare from him. Despite this, he continued talking coolly. "I'm actually over half a decade past the legal age but it happens all the time. I've learned to be flattered by it."
The middle sentence of his was true but by the last one, he was beginning to push it a little bit. I stopped looking so sympathetic and couldn't help but smirk and I would have done with or without Gary continuing to snigger. I moved closer to the auburn haired male. It certainly did happen all the time to James but he was definitely not flattered. He was embarrassed and a little insecure but still, he ignored it. He figured that if Gary was still in a mood then he shouldn't join him. He had to be the somewhat unaffected and perky one.
The large bar tender finally stopped inspecting James intensely and handed back his identification to him with a slight throw. It almost flew over the counter top and landed back on his backpack that was still on the floor. He moved his tea towel onto his opposite shoulder with a sigh.
"Math was never my forte but I don't think it's yours either." He told him and this made James' neck begin to go red as well as his cheeks. But he just inhaled quietly and listening to the bigger man speak down to him. "I don't think you're the age that's on your ID but I think you're over 21. In fact, you might be 21. So I guess I have no choice but to serve you. What will it be?"
"Thank you, sir." James answered quickly and because he did this, it was obvious that he was beginning to get annoyed even if his tone didn't show it. He ignored Gary's obvious smirks and snorts now that he had put his beer bottle back on the counter. "A large glass of wine, please. Whatever you've got. Whatever is easy for you."
And with that, the bar tender nodded and switched his tea towel onto his opposite shoulder for the third time and headed to fetch the drink for the youthful looking male, deciding to collect his money for it after he returned.
I went back to looking at James sympathetically after he left and the lavender haired male let out quite the obvious breath from his mouth after he and Gary were left alone. He took some time to shake off his embarrassment before turning on his stool to the right. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Gary with knowing eyes. His expression was saying 'go on, laugh, go on, I can take it.'
Gary didn't hesitate to burst into a fit of proper giggles. He even laughed so much that he even had to wipe a tear. James didn't crack a smile but inside, I knew that, like me, he was breathing a sigh of relief at the auburn haired male seeming to cheer up. Even if his laughs were very obvious and over the top. Gary shook his head.
"Whew. I was feeling pretty sorry for myself but that was very funny. That will never not be funny. You and your sweet angelic face." He scrunched his nose up at James teasingly and bordering onto patronisingly but luckily for him, James was being pretty level headed. He just nodded his head and took it, pushing all of his long locks back onto his opposite shoulder. He rolled his eyes airily.
"Yeah, yeah, sweet baby James and his baby face." He spoke to Gary in an unamused level tone but he wasn't annoyed. He paused. He continued playing with his hair. He soon decided to just go for it. "Seeing as you're so happy now, why don't you tell me what was getting you into such a stinking bad mood before?"
This soon shut Gary up. The way he reacted was almost comical. He was in the middle of still laughing and then upon hearing that, he went silent. His expression changed from a practically upward 'v' shape to a downward one. He shuffled on his chair moodily again. James couldn't help but roll his eyes again and that time, it was with slight annoyance.
"C'mon Gary." He tried to encourage him but Gary had gone back to not looking at him. I casually nudged closer to him. I wanted to be away from the barman's massive hands delivering James' wine glass to him and picking up the change from the counter but I wanted to be near the Pokémon Researcher too.
He was like Ash's brother. And I was practically Ash's brother. So in a way, we were all family. And as my eyes continued to soften, James' began to do that too. He breathed out. "C'mon. I don't want to pry but my daughter is worried about you, she really is. And I care about you a little bit as well. You can tell me anything. I'm always all ears."
Gary breathed out as well. He tried to shake his head and push all of his worries to the back of his mind but they kept springing to the front of his brain. And then they were on the tip of his tongue. He wanted to tell James. In fact, he wanted to tell anyone. But he wasn't normally that sort of person. I softened even more for him. He liked to just get on with things. He liked to just be strong and keep moving forward. But sometimes, even he needed someone to unload some stuff onto. And luckily for him, at that moment in time, he had both James and I to do that too. So he found himself letting his guard down.
"It's nothing really. Really, it's nothing major." He began in a mumble and his head didn't turn but his eyes went to the side of his sockets and because of this, he saw James' expression. It was already so soft and engaged and he'd barely said anything. And because of this, he ended up being truthful with him. "I don't know. I'm 21 now. Jayme has more of a bond with you. I wanted more of a bond with my dad. Well, I wanted more of a bond with the memory of him. I wanted to ask my Gramps about him and expected him to be ready to talk. But he wasn't. He never is. Sometimes I don't think he ever will be."
James just nodded slowly and let out a quiet sigh upon hearing this. I exhaled myself and my breath felt heavy to me. I felt my shoulders deflating and a frown taking over my face. Oh, Gary. Oh, Gary. I felt so bad for him and I felt sad for him too. When we met up with him often on our journeys, I'd had no idea that he'd faced such hardships in his child. Ash knew though. Well, of course he did; he was his best friend and he lived through it with him. But still, I never expected that from Gary. I would never want that for Gary. It was a sad tale.
His parents ending up murdered at the hands of Team Rocket, simply because they were brilliant scientists who refused to comply and give up their valuable research to them. Gary had lost his parents so young. Professor Oak had lost his son and daughter in law so young. It was so heart-breaking. I didn't want pain to bond Gary and me closer together but I couldn't help it. I knew he wouldn't think I pitied him. I just felt an affinity for him. I just wanted to make things better for him. And I knew that, deep inside, James felt the same way as I did.
He continued nodding his head slowly. He listened closely to all of Jayme's boyfriends words and could hear the pain and confusion in his voice. But he couldn't help but play devil's advocate. He took one long sip of his red wine and shrugged.
"Do you blame him though? The loss of a son? The loss of a daughter in law? The loss of his only grandson's parents? It could take him hears to fully heal from that. It could take forever for him to speak about it. If I was him, I'm not sure I'd ever not feel that pain."
James was trying to make Gary feel better but at the beginning, he filled him with even more pain. Well, maybe. It wasn't really possible to feel more pain than the first few years without his parents. The auburn haired researcher turned to look at James and I saw tears pricking his eyes for one of the first times. He almost gulped.
"Do you blame me though? For wanting to hear more about my father? My mother too? To keep both of their memory alive. To feel like, you know what, actually they did exist. The loss of my mom? The loss of my dad? The loss of my only parents? I'll never heal from that. But that doesn't mean I want to act like they never existed."
James exhaled out harshly upon hearing this and Gary quickly looked away. My own eyes pooled with tears and I swallowed. The lavender haired male wasn't mad. He was just sad. He was also shocked. He'd never been so vulnerable with him before and spoken to directly about the pain he faced since losing his parents. Of course he felt that, of course he did. And just because he didn't often express it, it didn't mean that it wasn't there.
At first, James didn't know what to say. I looked at him, moving closer to him. I wanted to stay between them. I wanted them both to feel my closeness and support. Moments passed and James still didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to do. He was always so kind and sensitive and attentive. But in that moment, he really didn't want to add to Gary's pain. But he had to take a chance. He had to look right at his future son in law as he looked back at him with trying not to be vulnerable eyes.
"I want to know more about your parents too." He breathed out and told him truthfully, shakily picking his wine glass up and holding it by the stem. As he spoke, he swirled it around thoughtfully. He swallowed. "I do. So tell me everything you know about them, everything you remember about them. Let's keep their memory alive."
Even though Gary hadn't spoken in a good few minutes then, his chest was burning and his throat felt hoarse. He was looking at James with wide eyes. He had been so vulnerable with him. He had almost been snappy. But he wasn't fazed, aside from simply caring about him. That meant a lot to Gary.
Gary adored his Grandfather deeply but there was no doubt that he was a sheltered man. He was so very factual. He wanted to talk about his research. He wasn't ready to talk about his pain, not even with his grandson. And Gary had to accept that if he wanted to stop disagreeing with his Gramps. All Gary had to do was look around him and realise that other people were ready and listening and motivated in helping him heal, even if Samuel wasn't ready to.
In that moment, the auburn haired male really felt like part of a family other than just the Oak's. And soon enough, he couldn't stop himself from telling his future father in law everything that he knew and remembered about his parents. He started off shakily but soon got into his stride. His parents began to feel very alive for us all. That was wonderful.
"My dad was very smart. Very very smart. But he was one of those types of people who didn't know it. Well, maybe he did. He must've known. But he didn't show it. He was gentle. He was funny too. He was a nice guy. He just wanted to be nice to everyone and believed that every single person on the planet was equal and was capable of doing great things." Gary told us and I couldn't smile but because James did too and he was looking at him, he saw it. He knew they were thinking the same thing. I was thinking the same thing too. Gary and James' soft eyes met. Gary nodded. He showed off a small smile. "Yes, I think he and Cameron would've got on too. They really would've."
The Pokémon Researcher paused for a few moments to give us time to absorb the information and the image of his father. James took another sip from his wine glass and Gary had one from his beer bottle. And because they stayed engaged with each other the entire time, Gary soon continued.
"My mother was the complete opposite of my dad. She was very very smart too but she knew it. Boy, did she know it. And she wasn't just book smart. She was emotionally smart too. She was intuitive. She was confident. My parents were polar opposites in some ways but they had the important things in common. They had research in common. They had me in common." Gary finally paused and began to go quiet. He fiddled with the cap of the bottle that he had taken off a long time ago. "They had death in common."
This was like a dagger to both James and I's chests and of course Gary's too. His words had felt so abrupt but what made them more painful was it was the truth. Gary was telling the whole and innocent truth of it all. James didn't even need to hear his daughter's boyfriend's voice going quieter for him to sense his impending sadness. He didn't hesitate to move his hand to rest on his back, looking at him with empathetic but comforting eyes.
"Hey. Hey." He tried speaking to him but at first, he didn't know what to say. He knew that his voice was going to begin cracking at any minute. He furrowed his brow at himself. Gary had been so open and vulnerable. He had to be brave and vulnerable too. He didn't care if his voice gave away every drop of emotion. Gary needed to know that he cared. "They loved you, Gary. And they'll come back here one day, believe me. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. They will."
Gary's eyes were threatening to become very flooded upon hearing this but he managed to blink them back. I swallowed my own tears and moved closer to him in that moment. He needed me most then. He breathed out. He was the type to not get his hopes up too much but he couldn't help but be filled with some level of comfort in James' words. He gave him a watery eyed smile.
"You think so? Hearing you talk like that reminds me so much of my dad. You would've liked him." Gary told him and he wasn't expecting to see James' face get so emotional and because he saw it soften with sadness for him, he had to look away. He clenched his jaw and looked briefly back at him when he had composed himself somewhat. "I really do wish he was here. Part of knowing who you really are comes from knowing who your parents are and I only know who they were for a percentage of their lives. Not much before that. And then their lives were cut short."
Both James and I looked down at our laps upon hearing this and the lavender haired male needed a few minutes to compose himself upon hearing this. His own eyes were watery and his whole body was filled with sadness, including his face. There was no other words to describe it other than unfair. It was so unfair how some lives were cut short. And it was even harder when it happened to a person who could have been a part of our group.
But like always, James took the almost fatherly role. He composed himself and he pushed away any emotion that he felt or that was showing on his face. He kept it there and Gary knew it was there but they both knew it didn't need to spill. The lavender haired male kept his hand in the middle of his daughter's boyfriend's back as he gave him a soft smile.
"You know who you are with or without your parents, believe me, Gary. They have nothing to do with it. It's just time. It really is just time."
The auburn haired Pokémon Researcher tried to focus on all of his words but he couldn't help but listen to the parts that were sticking out like a sore thumb. Gary was sad. He was sad that his parents were no longer around and he was feeling better knowing that at least the person he was talking to was okay. But the more he thought about it, the more he knew that James hadn't always been okay. And that made him upset all over again. But he didn't show it. And he didn't have time to show it. James continued. He cleared his throat quietly.
"Besides, you have a second family, Gary." He told him and I knew what he was about to say long before he said it and because of this, I smiled. And for once, Gary caught my eye. He saw me smiling. He reached out to carefully stroke my ears as he listened to James. "You have all of us and we all will be here forever. We'll always be there to talk to you about your parents and that'll stay the same even when or if your Gramps is ready to talk to you about them himself. I promise. You're a good kid, Gary. You… You…"
All of a sudden, James closed his mouth. Gary didn't think too much of it and continued working his fingers from my head and down my back. But I thought about it. I thought a lot of his actions. I saw the look on his face. I tilted my head on one side sympathetically and fondly. He had thought of something he wanted to say to Gary, something sweet and sentimental. But he wasn't ready. He cleared his throat again, that time quicker and slightly louder. He went back to talking, his hands moving airily as he spoke.
"You mean a lot to us all. My daughter, of course. But not just Jayme. You're so patient with Jazzy too. Forever letting her drive you crazy and do your hair and makeup even though she goes pretty overboard. You're not just family to my daughter. You're family to me and Jessie too since you had the twins with Jay but even more than that still. You're family to us all."
Even though I could tell that these were the words that James had come up with because he wasn't ready to say what was truly on his mind, he still very much meant them. And Gary could tell this too. He was touched. He smiled at James. I knew that he was very emotionally guarded like Professor Oak and in that moment, I saw that he could be very quiet like him too. He didn't know what to say. So he just nodded and smiled. He tapped his beer bottle against James' wine glass and this gave the lavender haired male an idea.
"Hey." He began, getting Gary's attention. He politely summoned the bartender over to them before he could explain to the auburn haired male what he was doing. He smiled shyly. "How about I treat you and I'll be the first person to buy you a drink since you turned 21? My treat. No one else has bought you one, right? Your Gramps isn't planning on doing this, is he?"
Gary shook his head and he responded quickly but not bitterly.
"Do you see him here?" he replied casually and, though it was still very dully lit in the bar we were in together, he was squinting. I knew it was out of feeling touched and being shy. He smiled almost sheepishly at his future father in law. "I'd like for you to buy me my first."
"And I'd like to buy you your first." He told him earnestly and squeezed his shoulder before moving his hand to gesture with it to the bartender who somehow knew what he meant and headed off to get them two more drinks. Gary blinked curiously at him and I did too. James explained. "Seeing as you've been so good at opening up to me, I think you've earned the honour at having a nice glass of red wine with me."
I scrunched my nose up upon hearing this and couldn't help but tilt my head on one side. I eyed up Gary's empty beer bottle. James' grape favourite was definitely a lot different than what he had ordered before. But luckily, the auburn haired male was seemingly completely up for it. I soon relaxed. I almost laughed to myself. If all went well and Gary enjoyed it, they were guaranteed to be very amusing on the way home.
"I will definitely take you up on that offer. Thank you." Gary continued smiling and squinting at James and before he could stop himself, more words came out in a jokey and airy way despite everything. "Thanks, Dad."
I tilted my head on one side upon hearing this. His words had shocked me. He really was being very brave again about that whole situation. James didn't cock his head towards the younger male but he paused and glanced at him briefly without turning his head. But luckily, before he could take it too seriously or Gary could feel regretful over what he said, their drinks arrived.
James didn't hesitate to pick his up and hand Gary his after thanking the bartender. Both the boys held their glasses in the air. They knew they were to cheers. James didn't hesitate to get on with it. He finally addressed what Gary had previously said with a shake of his head but a smile too.
"No, you only have one dad and I wish he was here too. We both wish he was here." He began and before James could continue the point he was getting ready to make, Gary was already nodding his head in agreement. I did too and I stood between them and felt very included even though I didn't have a drink. "To your father. To Edward Oak. And your mother too."
Gary let out a loud breath but for once when talking about his parents; it wasn't a deeply sorrowful one. Of course it was sad but it was far more than that too. It was honoured. It was proud. He gladly clinked his glass together with James' and they took a swig together.
He had only a moment to recover from the new taste that was in his mouth because he began to get very bold. He began to come out of his sheltered shell very much indeed. He nodded at James so he knew he meant it and held his glass in the air to do another 'cheers'.
"To James. The man who is generous enough to share his daughter with me but not only that, the man who has changed beyond belief while remaining kind and gentle and always a listening ear. The man who makes everybody feel proud and included all in one. To James."
Needless to say I melted upon hearing this and I was excited for how James was going to react. It was rather an anticlimactic reaction but then again, it was James. He was all of those things that Gary said but he was shy too. He moved his hand to play with his lip in disagreement at his words but he soon smiled gratefully and reached to pat his back. They smiled at one another and had another sip. And then James raised his glass in the air for a third time. He was finally ready to say those things to Gary that he hadn't been ready to say before. But he was ready then. He was ready to tell the truth.
"No, to Gary." He began and after the Pokémon Researcher blinked his hazel eyes at the lavender haired male, he smiled even more shyly but continued truthfully. He spoke with a nod of his head. "To Gary. The person who showed my daughters what a man truly was before even I was able to. The guy who showed Jayme such kindness and such stability in a life that was completely overwhelming and new to her. The dude that winds us all up but makes us laugh and feel included all in one. To Gary Oak. The kid who is my family and would be my family, even if you and my daughter were never thing. Gary Oak. My son in law."
The End.
There you go! Thanks so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed :3 I wanted to add a little more to the end of this, like a little outro like I normally do but I felt like I said everything that needed to be said and it would have been me just rambling as Pikachu. I really enjoyed writing this one. I find Gary a pretty difficult character to write about but a rewarding one too. He can be egotistical. He can be stubborn. But he's also very sweet. And I enjoyed going back and writing James a little younger and not quite as sure of himself as he is in later chapters :P Gary's parents are definitely people I want to write more about and probably even make them come back in the future but I'm not there yet. But it'll happen. I liked focusing then on Gary and James' relationship because, well, it must be pretty weird for them both that Jayme is a major person in their lives being a girlfriend and daughter and there's only 6 years between the two guys. And on top of that, they know each other from way back when they were journeying and in Team Rocket respectively but their paths really did cross after Jayme came along :3 Thanks again and I'll be back next Wednesday so see you then!
AmyBieberKetchum signing out :3