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Okay I original Wrote this Fic Along time ago. Back when I was an even crappier writer than I am now. Back then it was just sad. However being I find I actually like having way to many Fics to Work on I'm Resurrecting this Fic and rewriting it. You can find out more at the Authors Notes After the fic.

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Pokemon: Like Father Like Son

Prologue: Good-byes and A Greeting.

Lance opened his eyes as he heard a soft sniffling sound. "Delia are you okay?" he asked knowing she wasn't he could feel her tears on his chest. He waited as she tried to calm herself finally she looked up at him. ["She's Beautiful."] he thought as always he wondered why he always thought that the morning after they made love. ["I won't think it again."] that thought chilled him and once again he nearly decided not to leave.

"I just don't want you to go." she said finally as she looked into his blue eyes slightly obscured by his spiky light brown hair. She knew as she looked in his eyes that he wouldn't stay no matter what she said he wouldn't stay.

"I can't I have to do this." he said deciding that the peaceful moment was over he got up and walked toward the bathroom. "I'm going take a shower since when I'm on the road I may not have many chances." he said stopping to look at her. "Want to join me for old times sake?" he asked.

"I don't think so." Delia said grimly and turned to look out the hotel window. Eventually she heard the shower start running and she got up and dressed. "Maybe I should go before he gets out?" she asked herself and found she didn't want to leave she wanted him to stay but if he won't she wanted to know why.

Lance emerged from the bathroom toweling his hair before beginning to get dressed. As he was zipping up his pants he heard Delia ask softly "Why can't you stay?" He turned to look at her she was standing by the door fully dressed.

"I just have to be the best." Lance sighed "I know that doesn't make sense to you but you've never been made to feel inferior and laughed at for your dreams." He looked at her and saw she wasn't satisfied. "I can't let them be right those rich bastards who told me I'd never be the best."

"You Care more about your dream and proving your manliness than me." she said angrily as she opened the door and stormed out slamming it shut behind her. Delia Ketchum ran threw the dirty corridors of the hotel and out the front door. She kept running till she reached her front steps then sit down and began to cry.

Lance almost went after her but he knew if he did he'd never fulfill his dream. "I'm sad to say you were right." he said sadly. Turning to the mirror he went threw the motions of getting ready for his trip.

Sometime later as he walked down the road heading away from Charonda Town Lance reached up and wiped away the last of his tears. He decided the best way to deal with this was to put it behind him and move on.

Some Time Later Delia Ketchum began to throw up in the mornings. Her mother had a fear of what that might mean but she decided to just carry her daughter to the doctor and have definitive proof of her suspicions.

"Mrs. Ketchum you were right your daughter is pregnant." The Doctor said he noticed the young girl seemed withdrawn. Mrs. Ketchum thanked the doctor and then told her Daughter to wait in the car while she paid the bill.

"Your father is not going to like this do you know who the father is?" Mrs. Ketchum asked "If so we are going to have to call the young man and make him take responsibility for his actions."

"I'm not telling you his name it'll just make things worse." Delia said as she glanced over at her mother to gage her reaction. When her mother didn't say anything she asked "Mom?"

"Your Father is not going to like this." Mrs. Ketchum said to her daughter sadly she knew her daughter was stubborn enough that if she tried to push her daughter would become even more obstinate about not revealing the father.

Her mothers words were strangely not surprisingly prophetic. Delia sat quietly while her father said a string of swear words she rarely heard him utter. "Who is the bastard that did this to you?" he asked as he finally seemed to notice her presence.

"I'm not going to say." she said meekly and winced as he flew off the handle into another long tirade of swear words "It would just make things worse." she said hoping he would back down like her mother.

"Go to you room and don't come back down till you are ready to tell us." her father yelled darkly. "Well Get." he said as she hesitated. She retreated to her room and laid down on the bed and began to cry.

"Maybe I should tell them?" she said to herself between sobs. "After all Lance will have to come back and we can get married." but she knew she wouldn't she knew it would ruin both their lives Lance would hate her and their child for it.

"I can't tell them and Daddy will never forgive me for not telling them." she began to cry harder then she stopped and began to pack her belongings. "I can't stay here." she said to herself.

Several Months later in a hospital in Viridian. Delia Ketchum was handed a baby boy by the nurse. "Well little one I guess we will have to find a nice quiet place where we can live." she said to the baby.

To Be Continued..

Authors Notes:

1. This prologue is actually a rewrite of a short prequal fic I did midway threw the original work.

2. The original work was very short and lacked detail this version will not.

3. The original was inspired by debates about who Ash's father is on the Pokefanfic list. The two main candidates were Lance of the Elite four and Giovanni head of Team Rocket.

4. I obviously sided with Lance.