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6:00 am, Monday November 4th, Chase and Skye's Apartment

Chase stood for the first time in ten days. He took his first step, over to the shower. Then, to the kitchen where he prepared his own omelet for the first time in days. Skye walked in, "Good to see you walking again. Breakfast?" "Yep. Figured if I can walk I can stand, and if I can stand I can cook." He replied with apparent hope in his voice. "Smells good." She said smelling it. "Yours is gonna be ready soon." He told her. "Alright." After both omelets were made they ate up and Chase went to get dressed. He got everything ready and soon was out the door by seven o'clock.

7:10 am, Monday, Adventure City Police Station

Chase rushes into the police station and barely gets the elevator. Alone he smiles mischievously as he presses the button to go up. When he gets up to the main station floor there were banners and a cake to celebrate him coming back. "Hey! Speak of the devil there he is!" On of the officers cheered. "Guys, Thank you, you didn't need to do this." Chase thanked them. "Nah It's alright." They said handing him a slice of what appeared to be a Vanilla cake with blueberry buttercream and frosting. He went into his office to gather his officer's assignments and to make an important phone call. He shut the door and picked up the phone. "825-6009." He muttered to himself. It rang. "Hey. Told you I'd call." "Yeah. Out of that chair?" "Hell yeah man, so glad to be walking again. Can I ask you something?" "I din't you called just to say you're walkn'. What's up?" "It's a lot, wanna talk about it over coffee?" "Sure." Chase hung up the phone and finished his cake. He threw the plate out while walking out to brief his officers. "ALRIGHT!" He yelled authoritatively. "There are no new assignments continue your current ones, however, Redmond, you answer any phone calls addressed to me, I have an important meeting to get to. Any questions?" "NO SIR!" They all yelled back "Good," he responded, "Good-bye."

7:30 am, Monday, Porter Cafe' 

Chase walked over to his table and sat down. about five minutes went by and a tall, athletically slender, gray, mutt, with a dark gray spot over one eye walked over to him. "Chase!" He said "Good to see you." "You too, Rocky." Chase replied shaking his paw. " So, what else have you been up to other than target practice?" "Oh ha ha. I actually am the police chief." "Wow!" "Yeah." "Married?" "Yep. Me and Skye, 12 years two weeks ago." "Damn. Been that long?" "It has. What about you, what have you been up to for the past thirteen years?" "Me? Well where do I begin? I started my own recycle and anti-pollution agency. Rocky Roads maybe you heard of them." "ABSOLUTELY I HAVE! I donate a thousand dollars a year." "Thanks. But not much other than that mostly business and financial deals to keep afloat, non-profit is not easy." "Ok, I get it." 

7:45 am, Monday, Porter Cafe'

After fifteen minutes a waiter came. They ordered their coffee which came back very quickly. "So what is it you wanted to talk about?" "Do you remember The Paw Patrol?" "Best years of my life." "Well I wanted to reform them. But there is a caveat, No Ryder." "Of course he is the whole entire reason we shut down." "Yeah. My Idea is we run it like 911. Like a multi-service public safety entity under the city government." "Huh." "Sound good. We would get a call. Then our secretary would phone the according respondents. Fire? Marshall. Snow rescue? Everest. We would also have government funding provided to us for this entity only no embezzling like Ryder." "I... Love that idea. So we would be like a local, more available, more reliable, 911?" "Exactly." "I'm in. Who else you got so far?" "Just me and you. But I plan on talking to Marshall, Everest, and Rubble about this." "I'm down. Where are we meeting?" "The old tower." "The one in Adventure Bay?!" "Yep. I know a lawyer who can help us get it back. And I know an interior designer who can help us refurnish." "Awesome. I can't wait. Those were truly the best years of my life." Rocky got out of his seat, set some money on the table. "That should cover the coffee. Thank you Chase. You are going to help so many people." Rocky said smiling at Chase. "No. I wont. We will." Chase insured him.

4:30 pm, Monday, Chase and Skye's Apartment

When Chase got home Skye was in the bedroom reading while dinner cooked in the crock pot. "Hey honey, I'm home!" Chase yelled into the apartment. "Hey honey! I'm here!" Skye responded. Chase hung his coat and hat. Chase walked into their bedroom. "Hey honey," he said sitting down on their bed next to her, "I had a meeting today with a old friend." he told her. "Who?" She questioned. "Rocky." "Oh. How is he?" She asked "A multi-millionaire. Rocky Roads." "No way." 'Yeah. But I need to talk to you about something." "What happened?" "Nothing yet. I want to reform the Paw Patrol without Ryder." "Wow. Okay, um. How?" "Well you know our friend Kyle Midman, the lawyer? I was going to see if he could get us back the old Adventure Bay tower, and city government approval for us to work like a 'local, more available, more reliable, 911'." "I like the sound of that." "I have Rocky's seal of approval and I wanted to also have yours." "I will join. I love this." "Me too, It's almost like I made it." "Smart-ass." BEEEEEEEP! "That's my oven timer. We got brownie's for dessert." Skye said getting out of their bed. "Ooh. sounds good." Chase said following her to the kitchen.

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