The ending is here, guys!

Ash loudly told Jacob and his mother to let go of the rails; when they had disappeared under the water. They swam as far as they could and saw three pieces of broken wooden boards that had once covered a 1st Class room. Ash ordered that everyone try to get one to use it as a flotation device, and it worked, but Jacob's mother stayed in the freezing waters gripping to her son's one.

Ash was completely drenched with the freezing water and began to shake. He looked around seeing people still alive, but spluttering and coughing as the cold temperature was reaching their bodies. Ash carefully laid his head down on the board, so Jacob and his mother was in his view.

"Jacob, you've got to listen to me now," stuttered his mother. Jacob's mother had black tangled wet hair and she had a round plum face with large hazel eyes.

"Yes, mama," replied Jacob, shivering.

"You too, Ash," ordered his mother.

Ash weakly nodded and listened to the strong mother.

"Ash is going to look after you as I have great faith in him from the moment you, Jacob, switched on the telly. I want you to follow Ash's orders and he will lead you to the right path and remember Jacob, I will be looking down from those clouds smiling down on you and of course, Ash," said his mother, her lips turned blue.

Ash knew what was going to happen as he saw the mother pushing away from the board. Her face began to go pale and her head started to droop.

"No, mummy," Jacob cried.

"No," mumbled Ash, sadly as he watched his mother takes her final breath and died silently.

"Mummy, mama, please say something, I promise I will be good, please," sobbed Jacob.

"She's gone, Jay, she's gone," Ash cried.

Jacob's mother wasn't the only one to go, as hours went by fewer coughs were heard and there was a painful silence that struck the air. Ash's body violently shook as the coldness began to trigger his brain, but croaked "Stay awake because you own me a pokemon battle," joked Ash, weakly.

Jacob smiled weakly, but stared trans fixed to his dead mother's body floating in the ocean.

Misty hurled on to her saviour 'The Rapidash ship' and saw a few hundred people on it. A tall lady smiled at her and gave her a hot chocolate and a warm long blanket.

"What's your name, dear?" she asked, friendly.

Misty tried to open her mouth, but pictures of Ash flashed up in her mind.

"Misty Ketchum," she replied, sadly, clutching her bag. She went off and curled in a corner of the ship and cried, stroking her necklace to Pikachu's pokeball. The woman let her pass so she could calm down, but she got used to it from the other survivors were in the same condition.

Togepi uncurled from its egg and popped out of her bag, happily, but noticed its mummy's deep upset and began it whine.

"It's ok, Togepi, mummy's here," sobbed Misty.

A red flash appeared from the pokeball and there stood Pikachu noticing Misty's upset straight away and curled up in her lap too.

"Please Ash, please be safe," Misty mumbled.

"Got to stay awake, Misty and Jacob's mother are counting on me," muttered Ash.

"Hello, can anyone hear me?" shouted a voice.

Ash quickly and carefully sat up, trying to balance himself on the board.

"Hello," he croaked, but he was too quiet. "Oh no."

He jumped into the water and saw a dead officer near by, he told Jacob that he would be back soon and swam over to the dead body. The officer's face was frozen and his eyes were pure white from the cold. Ash checked him over and saw a shiny whistle in his pocket.

"Thank you so much," he weakly laughed and blew the whistle.

Ash kept blowing the whistle until the lifeboat made its way up to him, with two strong men in it.

"Come on son, let's get you aboard," said the older man.

Ash shook his head and pointed to Jacob. "Sir, he wants the boy to get on first," said the other man.

The older man smiled for Ash's manners and gently carried the curled up boy aboard the lifeboat and tucked him in a warm blanket.

"Now, you son, come on," said the man and helped Ash climb on.

Ash was shivering, but the men soon put layers of blankets over him to give him warmth.

"He needs a doctor," explained the man, feeling Ash's forehead. "He's freezing."

Ash's eyes began to close and soon he fell asleep clutching his grip on Jacob.

Misty soon found the strength to walk around the ship with her pokemon by her side until she bumped into Brock and Frankie. Misty stared at them, until Brock spoke "Misty, I know you're angry at me, but you see-"

"Ash couldn't get onto a lifeboat because of his class and gender, he save my life, our lives," interrupted Misty, looking down on Pikachu and Togepi; who was in her arms.

"Is Ash…dead?" sobbed Frankie, tears stinging her eyes. She remembered the gentle boy, telling her not to jump in the ocean.

"Survivors!"

The trio turned around seeing the crowds' gather round to the lucky survivors that survived the terrible sinking of the SS. Anne. Misty stared at the small boy that was handed to the doctors noticing it was Jacob and soon after two men heaved up the last survivor, which fell into grips with the remaining doctors.

"Ash!" shouted Misty, running up to the unconscious figure.

"How long has he been asleep?" asked one of the doctors, seriously.

The doctors unclipped his life belt and hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt, tapping his bare chest.

"About 15 minutes at least, we woke him up once and said we're going back to the Rapidash, but he said just find more survivors so we did and there was none," reported the man.

"He's not breathing," sighed the doctor and thought there was nothing they could do for him. Misty was going to break down, but then she turned to Pikachu and thought of the day before they left on the SS. Anne.

Flashback

"I'm fine, the little mouse zapped me," replied Ash, standing up and turning his hat back round.

End Flashback

"Pikachu, you need thunder shock Ash," ordered Misty, crouching down to the crying pokemon.

Pikachu nodded and started to hit Ash's lifeless body with electricity.

"What are you doing?" shouted the doctor.

"Keep doing it, Pikachu," ignored Misty.

Frankie and Brock tried not to watch feeling guilty of getting into a lifeboat without Ash and there he was dying in front of them.

Misty crouched down to Ash and told Pikachu to stop and hold Togepi for her.

"Come on Ash, breath," mumbled Misty, in his ear. "You love me and I love you and you said to me we will be together forever."

The crowds started to split as they couldn't watch love being destroyed, but suddenly a weak soft voice came out. "Mist"

Everyone turned around in surprise at Ash's side again, in their white coats and carried him to a warm room; where they linked him up to a breathing machine.

Around the world, every television, radio and internet site contained reports of the sinking of SS. Anne. People were showed pictures of what the SS. Anne looked like and the passengers waving off, saying their good byes to start a new adventure, but who knew they were waving good bye forever.

Delia stood teary eyed at the television, witnessing the upcoming reports of over 1,000 people died and her son could be one of them. The report announced there was a phone number, to have any information if your loved one was still alive. Delia ran up to the phone and dialled the number and as she gave the name, the answer was "No one has come forward yet of Ash Ketchum, but it is still early days yet. All you can do madam, is meet the ship at port and hope for the best."

Frankie, Brock, Misty and the pokemon sat there looking at the uncomfortable figure cabled up to a breathing machine. He tried to smile, but images in his head of the people dying in the disaster took affect. Misty was nervously, holding Ash's hand and looked over to Brock.

"Happy now?" he asked, furiously.

"Misty, it isn't fair you blaming Brock," commented Frankie.

Brock got up from his chair and shouted, "No, I'm not Misty."

"Will you two calm down, it's usually me and Misty who do this," Ash joked weakly.

"There's no joke, Ash, Brock got on the lifeboat saying that he was a first class, when a real first class could have took his place. He is a coward," spluttered Misty.

"He's not a coward," said Ash. "He did it for Frankie and…the baby."

Misty's eyes were in shock and looked at Ash to Frankie; who happily nodded and walked over to Brock.

"We're having a baby," smiled Frankie, rubbing her stomach.

Misty stood in shock, thinking of what to say next.

"When Brock was in the lifeboat, I was angry too, but when I saw Brock holding a positive pregnancy tester in his hand, I thought about the baby growing up with no father, like what I had and let Brock go. So no, Mist, Brock isn't a coward and to be honest I'm glad we are all alive," explained Ash, stroking Pikachu behind the ears.

Misty's face lightens up and apologised to Frankie and Brock, and soon made up as friends again. Frankie and Brock decided to leave as Ash had begun to fall asleep.

Misty snuggled up next to Ash, cuddling and giving him pecks on the cheeks. "I love you, Ash Ketchum."

The Rapidash had finally came to port and families were reunited some were happy and others were sad from the news that their loved one had died in the wreck.

Delia and Professor Oak hurried on board; asking where was Ash Ketchum or Misty Waterflower or Brock Slate. Brock saw the couple and he had a serious dim look on his face and showed them to the room where Ash was, but the doctor was the first thing she saw.

"Mrs Ketchum, Ash Ketchum and Misty Waterflower died in their sleep from the cold, I'm so sorry."

Delia slowly walked up to their bedside and saw Ash cuddling Misty. They both had their eyes closed and smiled from their comfort. Misty was holding tight to her necklace as the 'I love you' words still bubbled.

"My two dear children, let you rest in peace," sobbed Delia

A year after, Frankie did give birth, but to twins! One a boy called Ashton Slate and a girl called Misty Slate. Delia had a newly found son named Jacob, who decided to start a pokemon journey with his adopted pokemon Pikachu. A service was held in the ocean on the Rapidash for people; who died on the SS. Anne, the ship of dreams. To Ash and Misty, it was indeed the ship of dreams

The End

Thank you to all the people who read and reviewed this story. I hope you enjoyed the story and didn't waste too many tissues and I will think of an idea for a new pokemon story! Thank you guys and speak to you soon.