It was a beautiful sunny afternoon in Hyrule. The birds chirped, the denizens picnicked, and Pocket Fi had absolutely nothing on her agenda. Master Link was spending the day with Zelda and Creator Fi, but there was a protocol for just such an occasion. Fi and Zelda knew that sooner or later Pocket Fi would outperform herself and Master Link would periodically not require any assistance, so they programmed instructions for her to seek out the other Links and assist or play with them.

As their world was now split among different timelines after the Dimension War, it became apparent that more than one Link and Zelda and even Ganondorf existed at a time. To ensure clarity when referring to one of them, everyone had come to give each Triforce bearer a nickname except for the central three who fought in the Dimension War.

The first Link to be sought out was the one from Fi's era, dubbed Sky Link. He sat in the Lumpy Pumpkin and watched Sky Zelda play her harp on stage, so Pocket Fi moved on.

The second was Twilight Link, but he was busy herding goats at the ranch with Midna and Ilia helping him. Pocket Fi recorded the tension between the two women and then departed.

The third was Toon Link... he would have been called Wind Link but he was one of two Links present to have gone on more than one adventure, and his physical appearance was a bit of an anomaly. All the same, he was occupied with... well, sleeping.

Once he was up and about, washed and dressed, Pocket Fi went on her way. Toon Link decided to help his grandmother around the house and with Aryll, they had no need for Pocket Fi.

The fourth and final Link—unless another rift opened as was the case for Toon Link—went by the nickname of Young Link. He was more famous than the others as it was his legend that taught almost all the other Links, save for Sky Link. Young Link had journeyed through time and across a distant land, he had defeated Ganon and Majora's Mask, he had saved two countries from destruction... but he was the coldest of the Links.

Young Link was polite, quiet, and reserved. He spent time with others when they asked but he much preferred to be alone, often under a tree or in a grassy field. It was here that Pocket Fi found him, in the center of Hyrule Field under a lone tree that provided ample shade.

Young Link saw a flash of blue and he looked up quickly, but the brightness in his eyes dimmed when he saw Pocket Fi.

"Hello, Master Young Link. Do you require assistance?"

"..." The boy hero shook his head.

"Do you require food or water?"

"..." Again, he shook his head. He pulled up his knees and set his chin on them.

"..." Pocket Fi tilted her head and floated into his line of sight. In her cape flaps was a rubber ball."Would you like to play with me?"

"..." Young Link lifted a shoulder and gently took the ball, then tossed it down the hill. Pocket Fi dutifully chased and returned it, but she stayed in place when she spotted twin reflections on Young Link's cheeks.

"... Master Young Link?" The ball rolled in the grass. Pocket Fi landed on the boy hero's knee. "Master Young Link—"

"Link," said he. His voice was quiet but carried steel. "My name is Link. Just Link." He wiped his face, threw the tears away. His hands trembled on his knees. His shoulders tightened, and his back hunched over. The harder his eyes squeezed shut, the more the tears ran.

"... Master Link..." Pocket Fi floated to his cheek and hugged her tiny body against it, nuzzling her face against his cold skin. For all her intelligence and capabilities, Pocket Fi found that she was unsure of how best to proceed. All she knew for certain was that he needed comforting... but also something that she herself was unable to give.

"Creator Fi," she said via telepathic communication.

"Pocket Fi," came the swift reply. Fi lay on a blanket beside Zelda and Link, having been invited to a picnic with them for the sake of plot. "Are you in need of assistance?"

"I am in need of assistance. Master Young Link is experiencing an emotional reaction."

Fi sat up instantly. "What is your current location?"

"We are in Central Hyrule Field, under a single tall tree."

Fi turned to Link and Zelda. "I must go, I apologize for leaving this event in haste but I am needed somewhere."

"Is everything alright?" asked Zelda.

"I will make it so," said Fi. "Please trust me. I will contact you if I need assistance."

Zelda and Link blinked at each other, then nodded. "Do what you must. We trust you."

Fi bowed her head. "Pocket Fi, I will arrive at your location... now." It was a simple matter to turn into an orb of light and fly across Hyrule Field, such was the nature of Fi's abilities. She was not as fast as Ghirahim's teleportation or even Midna's, but it sufficed in this situation. She touched down in front of Young Link and knelt before him. "Master Link... May I ask what is the matter?"

"I'm fine," said he with a trembling chin. He looked up at her, eyes red and cheeks puffy, and hugged his knees tighter. "I-I'm fine..." He glanced at Pocket Fi and another swell of tears ran down.

"Mas... Link," said Fi. She reached up and stroked his cheek. "Link, I wish to help you. I believe my efforts will be more successful if I hug you. May I do so?" After a moment, the boy hero nodded. Fi sat beside him, wrapped a cape flap over his shoulders, and held him close. He allowed it but he kept his arms to himself, his shoulders stiff. "Link... what is bothering you?"

"I..." He rubbed his eyes and swallowed hard. "I miss someone..."

"Whom do you miss?" she asked. She pulled him closer and rested her chin on his head.

Young Link licked his lips. His eyes wandered all over, looking everywhere but at the two Fis. "A friend... a f-fairy..."

Fi nodded slightly. "I believe I understand now. Does Pocket Fi remind you of this fairy?"

"..." Young Link turned and buried his face in the crook of Fi's neck. She pulled him into her lap, patting his back. "I miss her... I miss Navi..."

"I understand," said Pocket Fi. She landed on Young Link's shoulder and kissed his cheek. "Link, I have sensed a high level of fatigue in you. I recommend getting you into bed, this should increase your... It should help you feel better in addition to the information I wish to convey."

Young Link blinked at her, then at Fi.

"She wishes to tell you something but we believe that you should be resting in bed when she tells you," said Fi.

"Oh..." Young Link wiped his nose, nodded once. "Okay..."

All of the Links had their own rooms in Hyrule Castle as given by Zelda. The rooms were all in the same hall—often unused as many of the Links already had homes elsewhere—and each was decorated according to the resident's individual needs and tastes.

Young Link's room was barren save for the bed and dresser.

Fi carried her charge into the room. She set him on the bed and Pocket Fi pulled the covers up, then removed his green cap. "Are you comfortable, Link?"

The boy nodded and gave them a small smile. "Th-thank you."

"You are welcome," said Fi. She sat beside him with Pocket Fi on her shoulder. They both smiled at him, and Fi popped into her humanoid form. Sky blue hair stayed in the classic 'Fi' shape for about three seconds and then poofed into a mess. "I calculate a high chance that this form will be more comfortable for you."

Link blinked, then snuggled under the blanket. "I'm used to people changing in front of me. At least you didn't use a flash of light, that's hard on the eyes."

Fi nodded. She stroked his cheek with her sleeve and said, "I believe I understand why you are upset. May I offer my speculations?" Link nodded at her. "I believe that you are upset because you feel that you failed. You feel that the one task you set for yourself was one you did not accomplish, is that correct?"

"..." He nodded again. "The others... they all had someone to f-find... Zelda, those kids from Ordon, his sister..."

"The other Links found them," said Pocket Fi.

"B-but I wanted to find Navi," said Link. He let out a breathy sigh. "I tried everything, I looked everywhere... I'm glad I could help other people but I just..."

Fi wiped a tear from the boy's cheek. "You wished to find your friend, as the other Links before and after." She smiled at him, a simple loving smile. "I am pleased to tell you that your quest is at an end."

An eyebrow rose on his forehead. Pocket Fi hovered before his nose and gave it a kiss. "I was created by Creator Fi and Her Grace Zelda, but they did not accomplish it alone. This body was forged by them and two very skilled blacksmiths I am certain you recall, but I needed a spirit to give me true life.

"That spirit came to them one night and asked to give the last of her ancient life force to me, if only for the chance to see you again."

Link's eyes widened, his mouth parted, and another tear rolled down his cheek.

"I see that you understand now," said Pocket Fi. She snuggled up against his cheek and placed a kiss on it. "I am the reincarnation of Navi the Fairy, and I love you."

"But... why did you leave?" asked he.

"..." Pocket Fi pouted. "Fairies are not immortal. They are long-lived, yes, but Navi was already near the end of her life when she was tasked as your guardian. She did not wish for you to witness such an event as her passing."

A strangled gasp escaped Link's throat. "I-I was looking... I was searching for nothing...?"

"You did not search in vain," said Fi. "Were it not for your efforts in Termina, you would not have acquired the weapons necessary to assist in the Dimension War, and thus you would not be here now."

Pocket Fi nodded and said, "Were it not for the Dimension War itself, Navi would not have seen the Link native to this realm and she would not have given her life for me. It is... convoluted, I confess, but your search was not in vain. I am here now, in another form with another face and name, but I love you now as I loved you then."

Link wiped his eyes. His breath was heavy but strong, his heart beat steadily, and he smiled down at Pocket Fi. "I found you."

"You found me," said she, smiling back at him.

For the first time in a very long, long time, Link grinned from ear to ear. He held her close, then scooted over and pulled Fi into the hug as well, and the room echoed with laughter. It was the laughter of a man who had finally found what he had been searching for, the sound of a hero finally allowing himself to rest.