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He will wake soon. Until then, keep him safe and do not let him leave my touch.

Zosee stopped in front of the door. She had come before in order to meet the old Leafeon when he was still alive, so she knew it was the right place. Which was a relief as the Flareon strapped to her back was awfully heavy, and it didn't help that the Jirachi was clinging to his fur.

They were finally back. It had taken two months of searching, of scouring the wilds and asking all manners of Pokemon, but they had finally found Hope and the the two Pokemon she had taken with her in a sheltered cove in the eastern forests. They would have walked right by the well-concealed hiding place if Morana had not taken pains to mark their presence in the nearby forests.

Those of Team Polaris had gone back to their own room with the returned Houndoom. The rest of them were bringing Atra back to his family. The Flareon wouldn't wake, but a voice that was presumably the Jirachi's assured them that Atra would in under a week. He had sustained grievous injuries during the fight against Ivan, and Hope had spent all summer sustaining his life and slowly healing him.

One of Melissa's vines came up against the door and gave it a solid tap.

Melissa pushed the door open gently, stepping through. At the sight of the Vaporeon the bulbasaur hurried out of the doorway so that Zosee could continue in. The grass-type suddenly felt rather self conscious here in one of the rooms of the Royal family. Two months out in the wilds had left her in rough shape. She had cuts and the plant equivalent of bruises in various places, and mud clung to ever surface and crack it could. They hadn't taken the time to clean up before coming here, and Zero and Zosee were left in similar shape.

"Miss Eclipse?" Melissa started tentatively, but couldn't help a grin from suddenly springing to her face. Months of worrying, that nagging feeling of what if...? was finally at an end. "We found him."

Zosee stepped in beside Melissa, giving Minerva a slight bow before lying down on the ground so that Zero could untie the Flareon from her back.

"In the eastern forests. We're pretty sure Hope -the Jirachi- took him there after the fight with the Raikou." Melissa stepped aside so that nothing blocked Minerva from her son. over the two months Atra's fur had grown out a fair bit, and it wouldn't be wrong to say that he was really fluffy. The first thing they had done when they found the Flareon was of course to check for his injuries, but the amazing thing was that he had none. It was as if Ivan had never attacked him. It was obviously the Jirachi's doing.

"We can't wake him up, but he doesn't seem to be hurt or ill. According to Miss Azalea here, your son was seriously injured in the fight against the Raikou two months back, so we think that Hope put him into a healing sleep of some sort over the past few months." Zosee offered. "We're sure that he will wake soon."

Melissa kept respectfully back, a vine coming up to quickly wipe away the tears that were coming to her own eyes. It was good to see Atra back. Though she and her captain haven't been very outwardly close to one another, they had developed a strong bond.

There was, of course, always the question of what mental state he will be in after waking up.

"H-huh? Oh, of course! I'll be right back." She only caught a few words from the request, having not been paying attention, but "brother" made it obvious what the guildmaster was asking. The Bulbasaur turned and left the room.

"We'll be leaving then. Our little sister got caught up with these two, so we haven't seen her in quite a while." Zosee told the Vaporeon, getting to her feet.

"The Jirachi is also our charge, so we'd appreciate it if you tell her to return to us once she wakes. For now I think it's best she stays with Atra." Zero added, and with a simple nod of their heads as farewell the two slipped out the open door and closed it behind them.

Crack! The sound of a teleportation was heard just outside the door, before a familiar shiny Cyndaquil pushed her way into the room. She stopped for a moment, staring at the assembled Eclipse family with disbelief.

"It- It really is him?" The Cyndaquil made her way over to Atra on all fours, slowly as if scared any sudden movements would destroy this fragile scene. Finally she reached Atra's side, and placed a hand tentatively on his side.

The first thing that she noticed was that Atra was cold. Not cold as most people would define it, but Atra had been unable to keep his body temperature down without consciously forcing it ever since he evolved. His temperature was usually easily in the 100s when he was sleeping. He was simply at normal body temperatures right now. That scared her.

She weaved a paw through his thick fur to the skin below. There was definitely a pulse, and his chest was rising and falling so he was breathing. Finally she reached up towards the Jirachi that was still clinging firmly to the Flareon, seemingly in deep sleep herself. Lilium stroked her hand once over its arm, smooth and cold as steel under her touch.

"Thank you so much...for bringing him home safely." And with that Lilium buried her face in Atra's fur and started to cry.

Melissa sat awkwardly outside the door only long enough to decide that she didn't want to intrude any more. She can have a proper reunion with Atra when he wakes up. With that hopeful thought in mind the Bulbasaur left for her Team room.

His ears gave the most marginal of twitches at the faint creak of the door widening further. It was a common sound, the wind probably shifted it slightly on its hinges. It wasn't anything worthy of pulling his attention from the pages before him.
Alfred flicked a page, the rustling of the paper sounded at the same time a familiar voice rang out in the room. Startled, the Gardevoir dropped his book on the floor. Having not realized someone had stepped into the room he was immediately switching over to panic mode upon beind caught off guard.
His head snapped upward, turning in the direction of the voice and his only visible eye, for the other was bound in bandages that looped around his head, widened in shock.
I'm back.
He heard the words and was surprised to fnd fury flash bright red in his mind. Had Tolin appeared with any other words of greeting he might have felt relief. Maybe even pleasant surprise, but the Scyther had been missing for two months.
Presumed dead.
And he had the audacity to come back and say simple I'm back as if he'd merely gone for a walk.
Alfred felt tears bite into the corners of his eye, a frown replaced the usually expressionless visage of his face.
He was quiet in nature mostly, he couldn't remember the last time he'd spoken in the void of nothing that had filled the past many weeks.
Had he said a word at all? Perhaps a few 'hello's to Minerva. But that aside...it became quite clear he'd hardly spoken when he stated in a voice hoarse enough to be near inaudible, "...so you are."
Before promptly bursting into tears and dissolving to the floor in a sobbing mess.
good ******** job tolin :T