AN: Here is the final chapter. The choice has been made by you guys. Reason I asked was this will effect the follow up to this story sometime in the future. This was fun to write and I hope you enjoyed it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Paw PAtrol

Zuma thought of his family, the pups and Ryder who he loved very much. Yet he looked at Misty, pleading with him via those amazing eyes that he could stare into forever. Family or love. The land or the sea. Paw Patrol or Misty...

He closed his eyes and slowly swam to Misty's side. Hugging her, he whispered, "Okay... I'll go with you..."

Misty gasped and stared at Zuma. "R-really? But... you know this means..."

"I know," whispered Zuma with a sigh. "But I feel that I have to go with you. Misty, if I lost you... I don't know what I would do or if I could ever move on." He held her paws with his. "We were meant to be together. I know this. We're destined to be mates... if that means "Zuma of Paw Patrol" must die on the suwface... then so be it."

Misty's response was a kiss on the cheek. "I know this is hard... and I know you love your family. Believe me, if there was another way I would give it to you but..." She lowered her head. "You must think me selfish for wanting you."

Zuma smiled and placed a paw on her cheek. "I'm just as guilty for choosing you over the others."

"D-do you want to speak to them before we go?" asked Misty, holding his paw against her cheek and nuzzeled it.

"No," whispered Zuma, lowering his head. "I'm scawed that they won't understand... or be angwy with me... let them think I'm gone so they can move on..."

Misty nodded and sighed. "Okay, let's go. I'm sure my brother and his guard will be arriving soon. Let me do the talking so that they don't spear you on sight."

Zuma nodded as he Misty swam ahead. He looked back at the direction where the surface was. Did he make the right choice? Was this one choice something he would regret later on? Was choosing love over his family the better option? He didn't know, but he hoped that things worked out in the end.

Goodbye you guys, thought Zuma as he took a deep breath and followed his girlfriend towards a new life and a new future.

(One Year Later)

Rocky placed the flowers on the grave as as small sad smile decorated his lips. He sat down and stared at the gravestone that held his best friend's name. "Hey, Zuma. Happy Birthday," said Rocky, lowering his head and staring into the ground. "I bet your celebrating it in heaven. We're planning one too, even though you won't be here so if you come by in spirit that would be great." He closed his eyes and whispered, "I'm getting used to days when your not around. We all are, but sometimes I can see the others staring at your grave and they look... lost... I guess I'm the same way."

"We finally decided to get a new water rescue pup. Marshall admits he cannot do the job any longer and balance three at the same time," muttered Rocky. "It's a girl, a Shiba Inu and... well..." Rocky blushed as a smile decorated his face. "She's kinda cute. Like, really cute. Her name is Aqua." Chuckling, Rocky said, "I know. Funny, huh? Me falling for a girl who loves water so much? She's kinda like you only more graceful then brave."

"I wonder if this is how you felt around Misty... of course, I don't know where she is now, but I hope she never comes back," growled Rocky. He never forgave that bitch for never coming to Zuma's funeral or even afterwards. It was like she didn't care at all about Zuma. Some of the others were the same way like Chase and Skye, but Rubble, Marshall, and Everest believed that something must have happened.

"Just... give me the courage to ask her out, where ever you are, Zuma," said Rocky as he got up, sheding a tear. "I just pray that whereever you are... you're happy."

He smiled before turning around and left the empty grave alone.

The End