It had taken a full month of searching, of organizing scouting teams and tracking down every shred of information that might lead to a clue. It had taken a full month, and the only reason they knew where their team was had been because a Galactic had defected and told them. Still, it was considered a success - frustrating, but a success nonetheless - and a team had been organized immediately and sent out to recover their missing teammates.

The mission had been a complete and total success, but not without injuries. While most had been injured, the majority of those injuries were easily treated, and the patients released over the next few days. Some were more serious, and required more attention and time to heal.

One such patient was asleep in one of the standard hospital beds, laying on his side as he slept off the affects of the drugs he'd been given. The bandages around his back and shoulder that showed through the embarrassing and mandatory hospital gown he wore were probably a good indication for his sleeping position. A tray of pokeballs sat nearby, but a large Meganium was out, her long antennae slicked back against her head as she stared at her trainer with large, worried gold eyes.