When Our Eyes Met Again(A Wrightworth Fanfiction)

CHAPTER FIVE

"For fifteen years, I've had a recurring dream. I'm in the dark and it's hard to breathe. Eventually, I hear a gunshot and a terrible scream. A blood-curdling scream that I still hear to this day. 'It's only a nightmare'. That's what I've always told myself. But if Yogi didn't actually kill my father, that nightmare points to a horrifying truth. I was the one who killed my father that day."

I kept my head down and my eyes shut. The only thing that kept me from any sort of outburst was my nails digging into my skin. The courtroom was in a frenzy of shock until the Judge banged his gavel.

"I would like to take a fifteen-minute recess", the Judge sounds just as shocked as the rest of the court," During this time I will consider the appropriate course of action."

Wright feverishly looked through papers in the defendant's lobby. I couldn't help but feel guilty. He seemed so happy that he had won, after coming so close to losing.

"I'm sorry, Wright. I've just wasted all your efforts"

He said nothing, a determined look in his eyes. I knew that look. He was on to something, or at least he thought he was.

Maya shifted nervously and then looked up at me, "Uh, Mr. Edgeworth? Do you know why Nick became an attorney? Apparently, it was to see you again and ask you what happened."

"Me?"

I was surprised. Nick went through law school and went through all the effort and training to see me? Surely there was more to it than that.

Wright turned another page, "The Miles Edgeworth I knew wanted to be a defense attorney, like his father."

I winced at the mention of my father. He was right, that used to be my dream. But he didn't understand. Of course, he did not understand; that's why he sought me out after all these years, to understand. Was that true? Did Wright really care that much about me?

"But you became a prosecutor and I wanted to know why"

He paused, almost like he wanted to add more, before continuing to look through the files before him.

"Wright...", I looked away from him, "My father was my pride and joy. He was an attorney who wanted justice for both the defendant and the victim. But after he was killed, Hammond forced a shady acquittal. And the case went cold. That changed my mind. I started to hate criminals and defense attorneys. The one who reached out to me then was Von Karma. He taught me that justice should be perfect, cold-hearted, and a merciless hammer to be used upon all. I had made up my mind. To become a prosecutor and make as many criminals atone as I could. But perhaps, I only did so to escape the sin Is committed."

"Mr. Edgeworth..", Maya spoke up softly, looking to face Nick as he snapped the file shut, "Nick..?"

He had that grin on his face that made him look so optimistic and oddly adorable.

"It's alright, I'll definitely prove my clients innocence."

This idiot, "But I confessed my guilt! I've admitted that I was the one who killed my father, Gregory Edgeworth!"

Saying it again out loud was bitter and painful. To think, it was all my fau-

"I'm sorry but I don't believe your nightmare."

"Wh..What?!"

"I believe in your innocence. Even if you don't believe in it yourself, I'll prove it for you!"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing but it was impossible not to be impressed.

The trial soon continued and I was placed back on the witness stand for Wright's cross-examination. I hated to admit how flawless he was in all he did. But he was pinning everything on Von Karma. My stomach knotted a million times. What if he was true in his accusations? This man who raised me; who had taught me everything I know, who had turned me into the man I was, what if he killed my father? I didn't want to believe it. But Wright's defense it was so stellar I had a hard time not believing it, that was until he ran out of evidence.

But he was so close. He had even proven that Von Karma had a bullet in his shoulder. He even had me believing in my own innocence. That's when I had it. I faked a gasp of pain and clutched my chest, halting the whole trial.

It gave us a little time. I had a plan. Now I just needed to pull it off.

I needed to get Maya to the prosecutor's office, and then I had to quickly get back to trial. Larry Butz would stand in my place for the few minutes I was absent and then, when Maya returned, we'd have the evidence we need.

I returned to the stand with an anxious feeling. This was all riding on Maya. And while I trusted in her abilities I also feared Von Karma's determination to stay innocent.

She pulled through, providing the bullet that had been found at the crime scene. Victory was in sight.

It was Phoenix's turn, time to finish this, "Extract the bullet from Mr. Von Karma's shoulder at once, and compare the ballistic markings of the two bullets!"

"If they match, that will mean they were both fired from the same pistol", I joined in, determined to find justice for my father.

"And prove that you were at the scene of the crime, without a doubt."

I'm not sure how it happened but we were almost in sync, bringing down the hammer of perfect, true, justice upon Manfred Von Karma.

"So, what do you say, Mr. Von Karma?"

And, with that, Phoenix Wright broke him and he let out a blood-chilling scream that shook me to my core. It was the same scream I heard all those years ago. It was him, he was the one who killed my father. There was no doubt in my mind.

Phoenix Wright, you saved my life.

(A/N)

OKAY, okay. I know I said this would be a romantic chapter but I forgot how freaking long Turnabout Goodbyes was. But now, we've done it, we've gotten through this hill and now the romance(and a bit of angst) can begin! Thank you to everyone who's stuck with me this far. I'm going to be starting chapter six right after I upload this so the next chapter will be out either tonight or tomorrow. I want to get as close to daily uploads as I can.