PAW Patrol: Resurgence || Book One

(S1-C9) Facing Our Demons

Even though they were at the pup park, they didn't really feel like playing. Chase had asked Ryder if he and Skye could go there, and of course, he agreed. Despite not actually playing, they still enjoyed just laying down and spending time with each other.

"I can't believe it's been a month since we lost her." Skye whimpered. Besides Marshall, she had been the most affected by Everest's death. She had lost her best friend, and although she was starting to get over it, it still hurt.

"It feels like we've all changed. We rarely leave the lookout, we don't do missions anymore, we almost never see Marshall. I-I just don't get it." She explained, starting to tear up. Seeing that she was upset, Chase wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer, which seemed to cheer her up a bit.

"I know, but hey, I'm sure things will go back to normal one day. Eventually, we'll all move on, even Marshall." He reassured. Skye nodded and laid her head down on his shoulder, enjoying the company they were getting to have with each other.

A few more minutes of silence passed. "Well, Ryder said we should be back by now so we should get going." Chase stated, standing up.

"Awww, but I was having fun being with you." Skye pouted. Chase laughed at the face she was making. "What?" She asked, confused as to why he was laughing at her.

"You're cute when you're mad. But we do need to go. Come on, I'll let you ride on my back." He offered, laying back down. The cockapoo smiled and jumped on as they went back to the lookout.

Upon arriving, they were actually surprised by what they saw. Rocky and Zuma were playing with each other, which wasn't anything too uncommon, but they noticed Marshall was also outside. Granted, he wasn't doing much, he was just laying under a tree with Ryder, but at least he was getting some fresh air.

Skye jumped off his back as they walked over to the two. "Hey guys. Glad to see your out of your puphouse." Chase greeted.

"Blame him for that." Marshall dryly responded, nodding towards Ryder. The boy rolled his eyes and turned back to his pup, although he wasn't too surprised at his remark. It had taken lots of convincing to even get him out of bed.

"Marshall, for the last time, I made you come out because we're worried about you. It isn't healthy to stay cooped up in there all day." He told him, sounding like he had said it a million times by now.

"He's right buddy, it's a good thing you're out." Chase added. Marshall shrugged unenthusiastically and laid his head back down. The couple looked back at each other, and seeing as the dally clearly wasn't in the mood to talk, decided it would be best to leave him alone.

After noticing the two leave, Ryder turned back to Marshall. "Are you sure you don't wanna play? I got a new tennis ball if you want to play fetch." He offered. The pup only shook his head in response.

He was about to just give up and go back to his puphouse, when he suddenly heard growling, which immediately took his attention. He snapped his head over and saw Rocky and Zuma play fighting, something that, being dogs, they did often. Usually this wouldn't be anything new, but now, all it did was bring back the memories of Jake's mountain.

Marshall could feel his own heartbeat speeding up. He tried to stop the memories from getting to him, but it wasn't working. He was aware of everything that was happening, but he could see Everest being attacked again. Although this time, it wasn't a dream, as he was completely awake. No, this was a flashback.

The dally curled into a ball and started crying, having no clue what was happening to him. He was badly shaking as well. Ryder suddenly noticed what was happening, and was caught off guard immediately. "Woah, what's wrong?" He asked worriedly.