Epilogue

Brock- Breeder, has a breeding center, married to Rachel.

Rachel- Gym leader, married to Brock.

Ash- Married to Misty
                       > 2 kids Ashlie- 10
                         Mystic- 7
Misty-Married to Ash

Pichu(Sparks)- grown up-(Pikachu), “married” to Ash’s Pikachu.
Have 2 Pichus.

All live in big house in Pewter City.

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Brock sits up in bed. He’s wearing a white t-shirt and blue boxers. He looks around, recognizing his huge room. He wipes his eyes and face with his hands. As he pulls his hands away, he notices and fiddles with his wedding band on his left hand and smiles. Hearing noise downstairs, he gets out of bed and heads downstairs, passing wedding pictures and group pics. Upon entering the kitchen, he finds a woman-heavy with child-mixing something in a bowl and humming a tune. She puts one hand on her stomach and smiles while mixing. He smiles as she walks over to the sink. He walks over, wraps his hands around her waist and gives her a kiss on the cheek.

Rachel::gasps, turning around:: Brock! Hey!

Brock: Hey honey.... making breakfast?

Rachel::turns to sink:: Uh-huh. I didn’t know what time you’d wake up, so I thought I’d make breakfast anyway. Besides everyone was hungry, too.
::turns back to him::

Brock::puts his right hand on her stomach:: How’s the little guy?

Rachel::puts her hand over his:: Oh, it’s.... alive and kicking..haha..ooh... It just kicked again.....! haha...

Brock::chuckles:: Where is everyone?

Rachel: Well, Ash and the kids went shopping, because of Ashlie’s big 1-0. And I have no idea where-

Brock::putting his hands back on her waist:: So..., we’re alone....?

Rachel::sighs, putting her arms around his neck:: Yes, so let’s enjoy the peace and quiet... ::smiles::

They both kiss.

Rachel::letting go of kiss:: Ooh... Brockie, you need a shave.. ::feeling his cheek::

Brock:Yeah,I guess I do. But in the meantime.....::kisses her::

Rachel: Mmmm... Brock!

Brock::releasing kiss, looking into her eyes:: Hmm?

Rachel: You’d better get to your Breeding Center. I don’t know how much those guys can take it without you any longer.....

Brock: Well, it’s that time of year, and it’s hot out!

Rachel: You got that right. Plus, you’re the best breeder in town!

Brock: Nah, you’re just saying that!

Rachel: Well, maybe I am!... ::chuckles:: No, I’m not... I mean it... and the best husband I could ever have....

Brock::short kiss on lips:: I love you, Rachel.

Rachel: I love you, too, Brock...

Brock puckers up for another kiss, but she puts up 2 fingers to his mouth.

Rachel: You’re acting pretty peculiar this morning... Are you alright, honey?

Brock: Oh, I’m fine... I just woke up from a pretty nice dream....::smiles::

Rachel::grinning:: The one about cantelopes again?!

Brock::laughs:: No! Not that one... ::holds her tighter:: When I met my best friend in the whole wide world...

Rachel::chuckles:: Misty’s at the gym,...Brock....

Brock: No! Haha... the one I married...::takes her right hand with his left and gently holds it::

Rachel::leans her forehead against his :: Oh...Brock....

He puts his hand on the side of her head and brushes the strands of her bangs away.

Rachel::glances at his watch:: Brock! You’re going to be late!

Brock: Okay, okay.... I’ll leave..... ::pouts::

Rachel can’t help but laugh.

Brock laughs too.

Rachel: Okay... ::kisses him:: Go get dressed and come back down for a doggy bag of the pancakes and eat it there.

Brock: Alright, Rachie...::lets go of her and smiles. Then bends down and kisses her stomach:: Bye little guy. ::gets back up, looks at Rachel and kisses her on the cheek:: Bye, honey...I’ll see you at lunch, okay? I’ll stop by. ::turns around::

Rachel: Okay. I might stop at the gym and check up on Misty, though...

Brock::stops in his tracks and turns around to face her:: Oh, no you don’t.. I’m not letting my 8 1/2 to 9 month pregnant wife go out in the scourturing heat and battling trainers...

Rachel::pleading:: Oh, c’mon Brock! I haven’t been there in 9 months! Please, Brock! They need me down there!

Brock: Honey...

Rachel: Please, Brockiepoo? ::pouts::

Brock::sighs:: How can I turn down that...?

Rachel::smiles:: Thanks, Brock! I’ll call Misty and tell her I’m coming down.

Brock: Alright. Remember! I have my V-Cellphone if you need me. I’ll be there faster than you can say the Pokérap! And for you, that’s fast!

Rachel::laughs and sighs:: Alright, Mr. Overprotective...

Both smile at each other.

Brock::looks at watch:: Well, I have to go get changed and go to the Breeding Center.

Rachel: Okay, Brockie... see you later.

Brock: Bye, Beautiful...::takes her chin in his hand and kisses her, then heads back upstairs::

Rachel smiles, resumes cooking the pancakes and humming.

After they were done, she put a few in a sealed pouch, then in a paper bag, along with a napkin, fork and knife. When Brock came downstairs, he was dressed in tan khakis and wearing his Breeding Center shirt which was blue. In the left corner of the shirt in pink writing showed: “Brock’s Breeding Center- At your “Breeding” Service!

When he entered the kitchen, he had his bag in one arm and his windbreaker in his other. He placed them on the table and goes over to the sliding glass doors and gets his sneakers. (Yeah, the same sneaks, but hopefully a different size, huh?) He sits in one of the chairs and puts his shoes on. He looks up and sees her washing the dishes. He looks over at his stuff and sees the bag.

Brock::thinking:: Pancakes.... She’s always a great cook! Especially her speciality..! ::smiles and ties his shoelaces::

Rachel gasps slightly and holds her breath and stomach.
Brock looks up suddenly at Rachel.

Brock::getting up, concerned:: Rachel, you alright?

Rachel::looking up over shoulder, a bit staggering breath::.... I’m....fine, Brock....it’s just...it kicked...

Brock: Again? I went upstairs...::looks at watch:: about 15 minutes ago and it did... You sure you’re alright?

Rachel::turns facing him, looking up:: Yeah, I guess... ::looks down at stomach and thinks:: Not now...please...!

He takes his right hand and puts it on her chin. She looks up at him, with a few tears in her eyes.

Brock::whispers:: Rachel....

A tear manages to escape.

He wipes the tear away with his thumb.

Brock: Rachel, What’s wrong? You can tell me...

Rachel::hugs him, voice cracking:: Oh, Brock!....

Brock, a bit stunned, hugs her and pats her back.

Brock::thinking, reminding self:: Mood swings, mood swings, mood swings...it’s mood swings.... But I get the feeling she’s serious this time...

He pulls away and looks at her.

Rachel::sniffling, wiping tears:: I got it all wet... I’m sorry...

Brock: Don’t worry. I’ll do it later...Now...tell me what’s wrong...

Rachel: Brock... It’s just that...

Brock: Yes...?

Rachel::looks up at him:: I’m scared... I mean... We don’t know if it’s a boy or girl yet or if we can handle it or.... Plus I have a really bad feeling something BAD is going to happen! ::tears roll down her cheeks::

Brock: Shhh...It’s okay... We can do it... I’ve always believed you when you say that....because something does happen, not all bad but,.....with my job booming every month and you’re job at the gym, we’ll be fine! I mean it! And if something goes wrong, we’ll be strong...like always.... I’ll be here.... good times and bad. And so will Ash and Misty... And-

Phone rings.....

Brock::sighs:: Hold that thought....::walks over, picks up phone:: Hello..?

Tom::loudly:: Brock?! Where are you?! This place is chaos! We need you!

Brock: What, Tom?! I can barely hear you?!

Tom: Get here as fast as you can! Huh? No! Put that chair down lady...! Stop hitting me!!.....Ah...!

Brock: Okay, my friend. I’m on my way! ::hangs up:: Oh, boy....

Rachel: What’s wrong? Why’d Tom call?

Brock: He’s there... Look, honey... I have to go. ::grabs stuff:: Tom said to get there fast!

He goes up to Rachel and kisses her on the lips.

Brock::wines:: Oh, man... I wish we both could stay home today...

Rachel: Me too...

Brock grabs the pancakes and slides over to the slide door.

Brock::slides door open, looks at Rachel:: Bye, Beautiful. ::heads for car::

Rachel: Bye, Brock! Good luck!

The car door shuts and engine starts.

Rachel::looks out kitchen window:: Bye, Brock.... I know you’ll be okay..... It’s not you I’m worried about....

Brock honks horn while driving away.

Rachel: Oh, Misty! ::goes over to v-phone and dials the gym number::

Rings a couple of times.

Misty::picks up:: Hello! Pewter City Gym! How...can I...help...you..?

Rachel: Misty?
::screen pops up showing Misty sweating a bit and in her gym uniform::

Rachel: Woah! Mist! What happened to you?!

Misty:Whew! Just caught me! I was in a grueling battle! That kid was really good! How you feelin’?

Rachel: I’m okay. Brock just left. Tom had called and needed him down there, ASAP! ....Yeah, which links to you sweating....

Misty: Hey, Rach! Girls don’t sweat-

Both: They glow...

Rachel: I know!...I know..Haha! Wellll, just to call ya and say I’m coming down, okay?

Misty: He finally let you?! Cool! Okay, want me to pick you up?

Rachel: Sure! I’d love a ride!

Misty: Great! Be there in a flash! Bye!

Rachel: Bye! ::both hang up::

The baby kicks again, a bit harder.

Rachel gasps and kneels on the floor. She holds her stomach.

Rachel: Jynx...! Oh... Brock...where are you...? Misty...Ash....

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Meanwhile at the Breeding Center..........

Brock walks up to the door, which was lined up with people.

Brock::thinks:: Woah...Tom was right! It really is packed! I better go around to the back...

He walks around back. He takes out the key and unlocks the door. He takes his lab coat off the rack and walks out front. As he was putting it on,he could already hear the people in front.

Tom: Just calm down everybody! Listen to me, please!

Brock::entering from back room:: Tom?! What’s going on?

Tom::looks over at Brock:: Oh, BROCK! Thank God you’re here!
::squeezes through people to get to him::

Brock: Why is it so...packed?

Tom: Well, I guess everyone’s going on vacation or needs a checkup or make an appointment...and they won’t listen to a thing I say!!....

Brock: Oh, boy.... Hmm...let’s see...I know! ::stands on counter, loudly:: Can everyone be QUIET!?

The room quiets down.

Tom: You make it look easy....

Brock: Ladies and Gentlemen... If you already have a scheduled appointment for today, stay here. If you’re willing to make one or anything else, please CALL! My home phone, Tom’s or anyone else’s that’s working here, please!

Tom’s handing out cards to the crowd.

Brock: Thank you everyone and come again! ::gets down as people are leaving, some were grumbling::

Tom::looks at Brock:: Wow...! I could never do that!

Brock: Just takes time and patience...

When they both looked toward the “crowd”, there were only 4 people with their pokémon. Brock and Tom both have sweatdrops.

Brock: Well, let’s get to work, Tom.

Tom::sighs:: Sure thing, boss.

Brock and Tom took a woman and her Voltorb into one of the examination rooms with chairs and a counter.

Tom closes the door.

Brock: So let’s see what the chart says for Mrs. Yamato’s Voltorb...
::picks up a clipboard with a chart::
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Just as all that’s going on, Misty and Rachel were walking in the gym.

Misty: Well, looks as great as you remember it?

Rachel: Even better... How are my Pokémon?

Misty: Pikachu..err.. Sparks, Charizard, Ampharos, Lanturn, and Brock’s Golem and Steelix are in great shape!

Rachel: Sounds like you’ve got everything handled perfectly!

Misty::puts her hand behind her head:: Heheh...

Rachel::holds her stomach:: Ooh...

Misty: Rach? You ok?

Rachel::kneeling:: No...I’m not okay..... I've been like this since Brock got up...uh....

Misty::kneeling and putting hand on her shoulder:: What’s wrong? Is it time now?

Rachel: Oh...yeah....

Misty::grabs V-cellphone from back pocket:: Okay then. I’ll contact Brock and then-

Rachel: No! No...Don’t call Brock, please! He’s really busy. Call...uh... Ash, the hospital...THEN Brock. By then I’d be there and had the baby supposedly...ok?

Misty: Alright, Rachel....::dials number:: C’mon, Ash...Stop eating and stuffing your face and pick up...!

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Ash::sighs:: Okay... you can try that on...

Cellphone rings.

Ash::picks up:: Hello?

Misty: Ash, Rachel’s in labor. We’re contacting the hospital THEN Brock...as Rachel said to do, alright?

Ash: Uh....sure I guess so...

Misty: Don’t call Brock just yet, okay?

Ash: Okay, Mist. ::hangs up:: Kids! We’re going to the hospital.

Mystic: Why? What’s wrong Daddy?

Ash: Uh...Auntie Rachel’s gonna have her baby... so let’s get Ashlie and go!

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At the gym.....

Rachel: Ah...Misty... where’s the ambulance?....

Misty: I haven’t called.....

Rachel: Why?!

Misty: Cuz I’ve contacted the hospital and told them we’re on our....way?

Rachel::sighs:: Okaaaaayyy...::gets up with help from Misty::

They headed for the car. Misty runs back and locks up the gym, then back to the car.

Rachel: Okay....we’ve contacted Ash and... the hospital......

Misty: Want me to call Brock now...?

Rachel: .......at the....hospital.

Misty:Alright......You sure about this? I mean.... with Brock not knowing now....?

Rachel::nods:: Yes.....

They arrived at the hospital where they took her in immediately.

Rachel::turning around:: Okay...Call him now....he’s at work! The Breeding Center!...

Misty: Alright! Good luck, Rachel!

Rachel: Thanks, Misty!

Misty::dials numbers:: I hope he’s not too busy....

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Phone rings.

Tom: I’ll get it.::picks up:: Brock’s Breeding Center! We’re at your Breeding Service!

Misty::through phone:: Tom? Is Brock there?

Tom: Uh...Yeah, he’s here....::turns to Brock::

Brock looks up at Tom from his papers.

Misty:Well..uh...can you tell him Rachel’s.....-

Doctor: Mrs. Misty Ketchum?

Misty: Hold on, Tom. Yes? ::covers phone::

Doctor talks to Misty. Tom’s trying to figure out what’s going on.

Tom::looks at Brock, mouths:: I don’t know....!

Misty::over phone:: Alright!! Thanks Doc! Tom! Guess what!!!??

Misty tells him.

Tom::laughs hard:: Oh my God! Really!? HAHAHA! Alright, I’ll tell him! Bye! ::hangs up::

Tom::faces Brock:: HA..haha...::puts arm around him:: You little Devil....

Brock::w/ smirk on face:: What?.....

Tom: Hahaha...Brockie ol’ pal...as one of your best friends and co-worker, I’ll say this as calmly as I can...hehe heh....

Brock: What is it, Tom?

Tom: Brock, my dear friend... You are now a... PROUD FATHER OF A HEALTHY BABY BOY!!!

Brock looks at Tom, astonished.

Brock: No..no way..n-now?! I-I’m a..father?! I’m a father. I’m a father! I’M A FATHER!! OH MY GOD! ::both start jumping up and down and cheering::

Brock::realizes::....oh my God....I’m a father....::falls back into a faint::

Tom catches him just in time.

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Misty and Ash walk into Rachel’s room. She’s holding her baby.

Misty: Oh..Rachel...he’s adorable...!

Rachel: Isn’t he?

Ash: How ya feeling?

Rachel: A bit tired....

Ash: Probably....

Misty elbows him in his side.

Ash: Ow!... ::grunts::

Misty: Here! We got these for you! ::shows her a bouquet of flowers:: Just like you and Brock did for me!

Rachel: Wow! Thanks.... Where’s Brock? Didn’t you call him?

Misty: Yeah... I did.....

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Brock opens his eyes. He’s still at the Breeding Center. A cold washcloth was on his forehead. Tom was sitting next to him in a chair.

Tom: Thought you’d never wake up...

Brock::puts hand on forehead, sits up:: Ugh... Well, I am... How’s Rachel..?

Tom:....uh... I don’t know....

Brock::looks at him:: What do you mean “You don’t know”?!?!

Tom: I don’t know...

Brock: C’mon then! We have to get to the hospital! ::gets up::

Tom: Uh...okayyy...let’s go...!

Brock::running to car:: Oh...God... If anything happens to her... I’ll never be able to forgive myself...not again...please....! ::a small tear trickles down his cheek::

Tom::feeling his friend’s sorrow:: It’ll be okay, Brock... I hope she’s okay...

Brock::opening car door, thinking:: Please be okay, Rachel.... our baby, too.... ::sighs::

Tom::stops him by putting hand on his shoulder:: Brock? Why don’t I drive?

Brock: Well, I-I uh.... ::stammers:: Okay, sure....

Tom gets in the drivers seat and they head to the hospital.

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They all sigh, waiting for Brock.

Misty: Rachel, can I hold him?

Rachel::looks at Misty, smiles:: Sure... Auntie Misty....

Misty::takes him from her arms, sits in chair:: Hey little guy... He’s so adorable! Hey! Uncle Ash !

Ash::walks over to Misty and looks at the baby:: Awww... Hey, Rach... What did you name him?

Rachel: Well, I was kinda thinking of naming him Seth, after my favorite Circus teacher! ::smiles::

Ash: Yeah, I remember you telling us about him and those days...

Rachel: Yeah, I kinda miss them....but Tom’s here....He’s a good friend..! I thought I’d end up marrying him...but then I met Brock....you know the rest...! Haha...!

Misty: Yeah...! ::gives him back::

Ash::wines, jumping up and down:: I wanna hold him! I wanna hold him! I wanna hold wittle Sethie!!

Misty and Rachel laugh as she gives him to Ash.

Ash::holding him:: He is cute...!

Rachel: Yeah... He’s got Brock’s eyes... ::looks down::

Ash and Misty look at Rachel.She looked like she was almost going to cry.

Misty::taking her hand:: Don’t worry, Rachel. He loves you and shows it deeply. He’ll be here soon....

Rachel: Oh,..I hope so.... unless he’s never coming back....! ::sobs::

Ash: Don’t think like that!!

Rachel looks up at Ash, wiping her tears.

Misty: Yeah, Brock’ll come! Just give him time....

Ash gives Seth back to Rachel. She kisses him on the forehead.

Brock::slides in doorway:: Time and patience!

Ash/Misty::turn around:: It’s Brock!

Rachel::gasps:: Brock!

Brock: Who else? Haha... ::hugs her:: Hey, honey.....

Brock kneels down next to her bed.

Rachel::hugs back:: Oh..... Brock! I.... thought you wouldn’t come.... ::sobs::

Brock: Is that what you were afraid of all this time....? Why wouldn’t I...?

Ash and Misty wink at each other and quietly slide out the door and close it. They both nodded at each other.

Tom comes rushing around the corner, panting. He goes up to Ash and Misty.

Tom::panting:: Is....Rachel....okay....?

Ash: Yeah, she’s fine.

Misty: Now that Brock’s in there! ::nudges Ash::

Ash: Hehe heh....

Tom: Oh...good....::collapses in chair::....I was worried......::sighs::

Back in room.........

Brock is sitting on the floor, stroking his child’s hair and holding her hand with his head next to hers.

Rachel:......Brock?

Brock: Hmm?

Rachel:....I love you....::turns head and kisses him on forehead::

Brock::turns to her:: And I love you....::takes her cheek with his hand and kisses her::

Brock then turns to the baby.

Brock: He’s got your beautiful smile....::looks at her::

Rachel: And your eyes...

Brock::whispers:: You never told me his name...::looks at the baby::

Rachel::whispers:: It’s Seth....

Brock: After your Circus teacher....right?

Rachel: Yes.... Seth....::looks at him::

Brock: Seth... I like it.... ::smiles:: Oh god....when he turns 10....::looks at her::

Rachel/Brock::both look at Seth:: Oh, no.......

THE END........