DECEMBER 28, 11:03 AM
DISTRICT COURTHOUSE
DEFENDANT LOBBY #7

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I made my way to the Defendant Lobby where I last saw Rachael when Misty was channeling her. I wanted to check and make sure Misty was alright. Checking in, I saw her asleep on the couch, probably exhausted from channeling Rachael. I noticed Mia on the floor playing with her little sister Maya, who was normally being carried on her back, but now was sitting on the floor. The girls were playing with a blue ball, rolling it back and forth.

"Hello, Mr. Edgeworth. Sorry I couldn't watch the rest of the trial. I was worried for Mom and Maya was getting restless," Mia greeted.

"That's alright. I should thank you for your help, Mia. You and your mother helped me a lot during my trial. If not for the both of you, I'm not sure I'd have the strength to fight for my innocence. I'm certain Anna would've eventually testified and tried to take me down any way she could," I replied as Mia began looking bashful, then Maya began crawling, while reaching out to Miles, who was still in my arms.

"Not now, Maya~" Miles whined, holding onto me tightly. Mia was giggling.

"You must love your father a lot," Mia grinned as Miles began to flush slightly from that comment. I couldn't keep a smile off my face. Miles was being adorable. It filled me with joy to know I can watch this adorable little boy grow up to be a handsome young man. It was a dream I never believed could be a reality.

"What's wrong, Father?" Miles asked, looking up at me.

"Nothing," I replied, chuckling and petting Miles' hair playfully.

"I never got the chance to congratulate you on your victory. Congratulations," Manfred responded, who walked in through the door.

"I couldn't have done it alone. Thank you for taking Blaise's Case and... for saving my son. I owe you a great deal, Manfred," I said.

"... the one who should be saying that is me. I had almost killed you that day and yet you and Miles were willing to put your lives and reputation on the line for my sake. More than that, you both reminded me of what was more important in my life. I'll forever be in your debt."

"But Mr. Von Karma, you saved Father and freed him from the Debeste's. You saved me too. You were willing to pretend to be my father, so Debeste wouldn't hurt me. Even if you did intend to kill my father, I don't think you would have. You still withdrew in the end," Miles stated. (1)

"Miles, I withdrew, because of you," Manfred said as Miles' eyes widened in surprise.

"M-Me?"

"Yes, you. When I approached the elevator, I was in the heat of the moment and ready to kill your father. Two things had happened that made me stop. One of those things was you calling to me, while I had the gun pointed to your father. There was another."

"Another? What is it?" Miles asked. I think I know what Manfred is talking about.

Manfred dug into his pocket, then retrieved the bullet. It was the stray bullet Miles had shot by accident when he threw the gun. Miles stared at it, eyes widened. He slowly looked up at Manfred with confused and fearful eyes, as if questioning the possibility. It was a memory that had been blocked subconsciously from Miles' mind. (2)

"Do you remember?" Manfred asked.

"I... I shot you, didn't I? I... I'm sorr-"

"Don't be sorry. You were protecting your father from a killer. It was also this bullet that proved another possibility, a fourth person that had been at the scene of the crime. Both this bullet and the bullet that killed Yanni Yogi were tested and proved to not match. With a single bullet, you shot the killer and forever changed him," Manfred said, placing the bullet in Miles' hand. "There is a saying: evidence means everything. This is evidence of the very event that will forever bound me to you and your father. Thank you." (3)

"M-Mr. Von Karma..." Miles choked, then hugged him tightly from my arms. I also joined in.

When I first met Manfred, I had thought he was a despicable man that I could never show my son around. I would never dream of this man being someone that would love Miles the way he is right now. The thought that this man would be the man I would owe my life to would be considered laughable or an insult at best. Then again, I never really knew Manfred and he never knew me. The funny thing about getting to know your enemy is that you never know if that enemy could become your friend.

I knew Manfred and I will eventually face each other in court, but this time as true rivals. Finally, we can both face each other with full trust and respect. No longer will we feel the need to hide anything from each other. I get the feeling Manfred will no longer be limiting my investigations at the crime scene like last time. I'll also show him my A game by bringing in Miles to help. I'm certain that will make him more than happy.

We both heard a crack from the couch, then turned, parting our group hug as Misty sat up, yawning. She just woke up from her nap. She looked at us, then giggled.

"Don't let me stop you. You three deserve a hug after all this chaos," Misty responded.

Manfred cleared his throat, seemingly semi embarrassed. I suppose he's not used to showing a much softer side to him. I changed the subject, asking, "how was your nap?"

"Ah, it was alright. I'm going to guess that Debeste was declared Guilty?" Misty asked, standing up.

"He was. I'm certain the P.I.C. will have a Field Day trying to find a new Chief Prosecutor, perhaps some strict procedures to make sure the next one isn't a Smuggler," Manfred said. He seemed to find that idea humorous. I kinda do too, if I had to be honest. I really must be a recipe for trouble.

"It's probably going to be as chaotic as when I left the office. Hopefully, the Judiciary will take over from here," I stated. "There's also the Jeff Master Case."

"That reminds me. There's something I've been meaning to mention to you, but haven't got the chance."

"Hm?"

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"Is it about the IS-7's connection to the Smuggling Ring?" Miles asked. That made me freeze. There was a connection? Is that why...? (4)

"There's a connection?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows slightly.

"There was. It was the reason I took the case. My son had found some findings of one of the Smugglers participating in the competition. At the time, I had thought it was Jeffery Master, but our trial had proven me wrong. Of course, I did suspect that Debeste was the Ringleader, ergo why I had to play along when he gave me the Autopsy. I suppose it was my foolishness for not suspecting it to be forged," Manfred confessed.

"I see. I don't see Jeff Master as the smuggling type, but now that you've mentioned it, it certainly explains a lot." (5)

"It does?"

"One of the things I found, during my investigation, was that two of the opponents were close friends and were able to cheat each other to win the recipe book that was for Medicines. For Delicia Scones, it made sense, since she was a medical professional, but I couldn't understand why Dane Gustavia and Isaac Dover would want it, Isaac Dover especially since he was already a famous sculpture."

"Actually, I can answer for Dane Gustavia. He has a Taste Disorder, making it impossible for him to taste sweets. The recipe would've given him the cure to that disorder. It was why he had his son taste test his sweets for him."

"Is that so?" I asked. That's News to me!

"What I had not anticipated was his son's disappearance. I had not been mentioned of this, until two months into the trials. I had not seen any signs of Mr. Gustavia's son and it turned out that he had lost his son right before the competition. That's when I came to the horrifying truth that the victim was the Smuggler. Considering he is a famous sculpture, it makes more sense. He'd have much higher influence with his fame and fortune." (6)

My jaw slowly dropped and my eyes widened in horror. If that's true, then... oh no!

"The kids, they...!"

"Are out there somewhere. Now, that my son has found the corpse, we should be able to find any clues to their location. There's a slim chance, but it is possible that anything on the boys' whereabouts are on his person, if they're still alive."

"... are you going to indict Dane Gustavia?"

"Absolutely. I have no doubt he was the one that killed the Victim, but I doubt he will say anything. Not as long as his son is still missing somewhere."

"Then, we need to find the boys. If the Ring was the one that took the boys, I have connections to help me find them."

"I thought you'd say that," Manfred smirked.

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The door opened and we all saw Jennifer and her mother. Miles began reaching his hands out to Jennifer and I placed him down, so he could go over to her. My son hugged her, grinning widely before he hugged his grandmother.

"Hi Aunt Jenny!" Miles greeted as Jennifer laughed, patting his head before giving him a hug.

"You were wonderful out there. A chip off the old block," Jennifer said.

"Both. I'm just glad it's over. Now, I can stay with Father until I grow up to be an adult!"

"... he really..." Mrs. Newslayday said sorrowfully as Miles looked at her shyly. (7)

"Um..." Miles responded.

"Miles, this is your grandmother," I introduced him.

"G-Grandmother?" Miles responded shyly.

"Yes, mind if I take a look at you?" Mrs. Newslayday asked, bending down to take a closer inspection of her grandson. Miles seemed nervous as she gently lifted his chin up. "Miles Edgeworth. Did you know that you have a grandfather named Michael Newslayday?"

"N-No way! You mean...?"

"That's right, you were named after your grandfather, my husband and your mother's biological father. He was the one that encouraged your mother to be a Reporter."

"I never knew."

"What did your husband work as?" I asked curiously.

"He worked as a Director of the film industry. Of course, young Rache wanted to become an actress at first, but her father insisted that Reporting was her profession. I was nervous about it, since I knew Reporters can go into all sorts of dangerous situations, but I couldn't say no to him. After he died, I raised young Jenny and Rachael, who was in her teens by that time. She pursued Reporting to follow her father's wish. Never looked back.

"Losing her was the most dreadful time. She may've died about eight years ago, but it was a year before that I truly lost her. I never saw her and assumed she was dead. Though... a part of me knew she was alive. I remember a year after that... I felt my heart break in two for some reason and I couldn't stop crying. Perhaps... it was my mother's instincts telling me that I had truly lost her that day." (8)

"I am... so sorry. I know I don't deserve any forgiveness from you and I won't ask for it, but believe me when I say that I truly regret..." I said, my voice choking up before watching as Mrs. Newslayday took my wrist.

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"I'll never understand why Rache chose you, but she has always made her own decisions. If it were me, I'd never dream of loving someone... like you. But, I can see that Rachael chose you out of the many men that pursued her and one that I encouraged her to marry in the past. Either way, you tried to save my Rache and fought for her. For that, you have my forgiveness and blessing. I'm sorry I never gave you the chance Rachael gave you. Had I done that, I would've seen my daughter's last gift to us," Mrs. Newslayday apologized and I found myself hugging her, my tears leaking from my eyes and onto her blouse. (9)

"Thank you."

"Ugh, come here big guy," Jennifer sighed, shaking her head before giving me a hug. "I can tell you've been doing everything on your own. If you need any help, babysitting, company, work or whatever, give us a call. Now, that we know the truth about you and Rache, you're practically family to us now," Jennifer smirked slightly, her hands on her hips.

"B-But... we never got married," I said, feeling bashful and awkward.

"So? You got her the ring, didn't ya? You also made a child with her. We're pretty much stuck with each other either way. That includes the holidays, so you better show up or I'm gonna hunt you down." (10)

"I suppose that's true. I've... never been part of any family gatherings or functions."

"Consider this your first, then."

"Indefinitely. I expect to see Miles at least every week. He's only got five years before he starts hitting his teenage years. The men's testosterone in our family goes through the roof by the time they're between the ages of 12-13. I want to use the time I have to enjoy spoiling my grandchild, before he gets to that age," Mrs. Newslayday said as I laughed. Honestly, I am curious what Miles will turn out to be when puberty starts kicking in. Unfortunately, I never got to enjoy being a teenager due to all the heroine inside of me. (11)

"Of course. Though, I assure you that Miles will be just as enjoyable by the time he hits that age," I said.

The door opened and I noticed Dick behind the door, saying, "ah, there you are, Mr. Edgeworth! I've been looking all over for you."

"Ah, Dick. I wanted to thank you for looking after my son. Here," I said, getting out my wallet, then signing a check before giving it to him. He took it, then his eyes widened.

"Y-You serious!?"

"As promised. I can have you looking after my son and, if you prove to do a good job, I might raise your pay." (12)

"No way! Thank you, Mr. Edgeworth! I won't let you down!"

"We should get going. I will becoming over to visit this Wednesday. How does that sound?" Mrs. Newslayday promised.

"Miles will love that," I replied with a grin.

"Then, expect to see me then. Goodbye."

"Same. Don't be a stranger," Jennifer replied with a bright smile. "Oh, but before I do, could you lean there against the couch over there?"

"Uh sure..." I replied, awkwardly, leaning over by the couch. Miles seemed to be enjoying himself, talking with Manfred, which I found to be cute, but... "Why?"

That was when Jennifer got out her camera, then snapped a photo, the flash going off.

I instantly felt embarrassed. Miles and Manfred both looked over at Jennifer, who squealed in glee. She said, "I had to... for memories. I thought it would be perfect."

"Would it have killed for you to ask before shooting me in a photo!?" Manfred asked, looking mostly embarrassed. Miles was hiding himself behind the tail of his coat.

"Aw, don't be a spoiled sport. This is my first photo of my nephew. I want to treasure the memories."

"Did you get me in the photo?" Dick asked, grinning.

"I did. Honestly, the caption was perfect. I'll be keeping this in my photo album. Anyways, enjoy yourselves. Bye!" Jennifer grinned waving as I found my face turning redder. I hope I looked decent. My eyes were averted toward Miles, because I felt awkward.

"Sorry, Jenny often goes overboard when it comes to family photos," Misty said.

"It's fine. No harm was done. It only surprised us," Manfred assured.

"I hope I didn't look too awful," Miles stated, his cheeks turning pinker from embarrassment.

"You look amazing, Miles," I assured, petting his head as Miles began showing a smile.

"I should get going. My family is waiting for my arrival in the car," Manfred said.

"Alright. I'll see you later on today?"

"I certainly hope so. After all, you have a client to see before I have him indict for murder," Manfred smirked before leaving. Though, while he was leaving, Larry and Phoenix began running passed Manfred down the hallway. Well, more like Phoenix was chasing Larry, who seemed to be holding some strange metal box of some kind. Phoenix slipped, then fell onto the floor.

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"Larry, give that back to Ms. Oldbag!" Phoenix shouted.

"Boys, what's going on?" I asked. Larry had already turned a corner in the hallway by that time. (13)

"Larry stole Ms. Oldbag's voice box thingy," Phoenix said.

"You... whippersnappers!" Wendily shouted angrily, huffing and puffing.

"Oh no," I groaned.

"Father, can I kick Larry?" Miles asked.

"Outside and not along the District Courthouse property," I said.

"Thanks!" Miles said, running after Larry.

"Miles wait- nonononononononono! POPS, HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" Larry screamed, kicking around, while being dragged by Miles' arm around his chokehold. "MILES HAS GONE INSA-" His voice was lost by the time they were out the door. Meanwhile, Wendily went around the corner to retrieve her megaphone.

"Ha, good riddance," Wendily smirked. She turned to me. "Tell Miles I'll be taking him for ice cream." I chuckled awkwardly.

"Will do," I replied. I guess Wendily is really taking a liking to Miles. Who'd have thought.

"Will Larry be alright? I didn't mean to get him in trouble. I just wanted him to give Ms. Oldbag back her voicebox thingy," Phoenix said sadly.

"It's called a megaphone and he'll live," I assured.

"Um... should I go out and make sure they're alright?" Dick asked.

"Sure, but try not to be in the crossfire. Miles can be... a bit hyper when he roughhouses. Also, tell him that Wendily will be taking him out for ice cream."

"Sure thing, sir!" Dick assured, making his way outside.

I sighed, shaking my head. I headed back inside the lobby to gather my papers. Everyone else made their way out the door, leaving only Phoenix. He slowly approached me with his head down and hands behind his back. That meant there was something he wanted to tell me.

"Is something wrong, Nick?" I asked.

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"It's... about my father," Phoenix said quietly.

I looked at him with raised eyebrows. So, he knows. I asked, "what about him?"

"... I want to save him and... I thought maybe you can help me. I want you to teach me everything you know!" Phoenix said with determination.

"I don't know, Nick. Have you seen your father?"

"Not really, but... he talks to me sometimes. Th-That's why I want to save him. I've been thinking about it for along time and I know it's impossible, but... well, I saw Miles and if he can save you and Mr. Von Karma, then maybe... maybe I..."

Sighing, I replied, "I have a case right now, but... we can talk about this tomorrow. I want to make sure this is something you really want."

"I know," Phoenix replied, smiling with understanding. "Even if you refuse, I'll find some other way. I just don't want to live my life never seeing my father again, because he's a criminal. I know he's always worried about me. That's why... I can't hide forever. Not after all of this. If I do, I know I'll regret it. No matter what Daddy has done, I love him just like Miles loves you. I don't want to spend another day without him or knowing if I'll ever see him again. Do... you understand... don't you?" A shadow was over Phoenix's eyes, but I could see there were tears threatening to come out.

The pain of knowing you may never see your father again. Watching your father continue his behavior, while you stand there helplessly, waiting for him to come back. How long have I longed to see Dad again? I know how unfair it is I can only see him in the Detention Center. Even though I often lied to myself that I hated him, I knew it was far from true. Even now, I...

"I don't believe Daddy hates me. I just can't. If I accept that, then... I'd rather forget about him!" Phoenix cried sorrowfully as I held him in my arms, comforting him.

"I understand and your father doesn't hate you. I'll help you, I promise," I said as Phoenix nodded, crying onto my white collared shirt.

DECEMBER 29, 8:25 AM
MASTER MANSION
FOUNTAIN PATIO

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Miles and I arrived early as possible. Manfred was currently finishing up talking with Dane Gustavia on his side of the investigation. It would soon be my turn. This time, I brought Miles with me. In this case, I felt that his assistance would be needed to finish up Jeff Master's Case. Also, I wanted to check upon Jeff and Katherine. I know they must've been worried about me, since DL-6. I was glad the new and official Autopsy Report was enough to prove Jeff Master's innocence. From what Manfred had informed me last night, the police had released Jeff Master sometime after Blaise's trial. Thanks to Raymond's efforts, he was able to keep that case going until the new official Autopsy Report was released to give Jeff Master a Not Guilty verdict. (15)

I was sitting on the bench near the fountain, while Miles seemed to be dancing with Katherine. It didn't take long for Katherine to be wrapped around Miles' finger. I couldn't contain my smile, seeing those two dance. It's not common to find an 8-year-old boy that knows how to Ballroom Dance.

"That was marvelous! Who taught you how to dance so well?" Katherine asked Miles.

"Father did. He used to participate in many Balls back during his Chief Detective days," Miles replied proudly.

"Ah, I never knew. You should have told me, Mr. Edgeworth. I would've offered you a dance," Katherine grinned.

"Um... I'll... think about it," I replied bashfully. (16)

"Still, it is an honor to see you return back. Kathy and I were growing worried, after watching you be taken to the Detention Center," Jeff replied.

"I must apologize for causing such worry. To be honest, only a two days ago, I thought I'd never see my son again."

"I was scared too, Father. I'm glad to be back with you. It's been frightening having to go to sleep and not being allowed to see you," Miles said, running up to me.

"I can imagine," I replied, petting Miles' head.

For Miles, I know these past few days have changed him. Some of it for the better, but others that may need work on. Dick had mentioned that Miles had grown some abnormal fear of elevators and closed spaces. There might be other symptoms of anxiety as well. I already scheduled an appointment for Miles to see a psychiatrist as soon as possible. There's no telling what kind of damages DL-6 had on Miles. There probably is more from the other days that followed.

Right now, I want Miles to enjoy himself as much as he can. I know these years he has are small before he starts hitting puberty. For me, I lost so many years of my preteens and teenage years. I never want Miles to lose those. Many parents complain about raising their teenagers, but as long as my son enjoys them, then so will I. I love Miles far too much to not enjoy every little thing he does. (17)

"So, who are you waiting for? Didn't you say you were going to introduce Mr. Gustavia to someone?" Jeff asked.

"You could say that and it's actually two boys," I replied.

"Are they Nick's friends from the orphanage you mentioned?" Miles asked.

"Yes," I replied, looking out toward the entrance.

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Arriving from the gate was the orphanage teacher and two small boys, Phoenix in front of them. Smiling, I got up, then walked to the orphanage teacher, who had the two boys I needed to see.

"Hey, Pops!" Phoenix greeted gleefully.

"Are these the boys you asked for, Mr. Edgeworth?" The Orphanage Teacher asked. (18)

"Yes. Simon Keyes and Horace Knightly," I said.

"Simon Keyes and Horace Knightly?" Miles asked, looking at the two boys, who seemed confused. One boy had a buzz cut and the other one had short black hair. The smaller boy with the black hair seemed much shier than the boy with the buzz cut.

"Yeah. Ma took them in about a year ago. They were found all alone in the cold, snowed in. She says they were found by a kind man that took them to the orphanage. We welcomed them into our new home as new members of our family," Phoenix explained happily.

"Yes. They were wonderful additions to our lovely family," the Orphanage Teacher said, smiling so motherly as she fluffed her puffed scarf that looked to be like a fox. "You know, Greggy, I've always admired you for your boldness, but are you certain about this?"

"As certain as I've ever been," I replied with a confident smirk.

"My, my. That is so like you."

"Father, do you know this lady?" Miles asked. I guess he caught onto me, but I didn't want to give it away to Jeff and Katherine. They've been through so much already.

"A dear friend of mine I consider. You could say... we're like family. Her name is Ms. Pat," I replied.

Miles looked at her, then at me, before nodding. I think he got it. For a moment, I thought I heard Miles whisper, "I knew she was alive somewhere." Sharp as always, though I think Ms. Pat might've been a bit nervous by that question. I gave her nod to signal her that it was alright. I think this court case with Blaise had placed her on edge. I'm just glad it's over. (19)

"Edgeworth, I am done talking with the Suspect. You may go in and do as you please," I heard Manfred. We both agreed to stay formal, while at work.

"Thank you, Prosecutor Von Karma," I replied, then turned to Miles. "Miles, could you go get the two boys?"

"Oh, sure!" Miles replied, then approached the boys. "Simon, Horace, there's someone Father wants you to meet!"

"M-Meet?" Horace asked, both confused and shy.

"Nowaynowaynowaynoway!" Simon cried, hiding behind Horace.

"It's okay, guys. You can trust, Pops. He's saved so many people and he's very nice," Phoenix assured.

"I-Is he?" Simon asked as Phoenix nodded.

"I don't know," Horace said.

"You play Chess too, right Horace? So does Miles. You both can have a competition together afterwards," Phoenix said.

"Really? You play Chess!?" Horace asked excitedly as Miles showed his confident, smug smirk.

"You bet I do!" Miles bragged.

"Heh, alright then, you got me. Nobody ever wants to play with me at the orphanage," Horace said with his own game smirk.

"I-I don't know, Horace," Simon stuttered shyly.

"It's okay, Simon. I'll protect ya, if anything happens."

"O-Okay."

"I expect this won't take long?" Ms. Pat asked.

"They'll be out in a jiff," I promised with a wink before leading the boys to where Dane Gustavia baked his creation.

This was going to be hard. I know who these children really are. They were the children of Dane Gustavia and Issac Dover. They had gone missing a year ago. It turned out they were trapped inside a car, snowed-in in the icy cold weather. An assassin I knew personally had found them and took them to Ms. Pat's orphanage. As far as I know, neither of these boys have any memory passed almost dying in the freezing cold. It seemed the cold weather must've given them amnesia.

Either way, it was time I reunited them with the only man in the world that would know them. I know this will hurt all sides. I have no doubt Issac Dover was a Smuggler and had attempted to Smuggle these boys. Had it not been for his death, these boys would've been smuggled. It must've been traumatizing for the boys. I know they're going to be hurt more than anything, but if I don't present the truth, neither side is going to heal. There is no telling what may become of these three. (20)

It's time to get the truth out.

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Father entered inside one of the kitchen rooms on the right. He wanted me to leave this between him and his client with Simon and Horace. I'm certain this is going to be painful for them, but it's for the best. If they don't confront the truth of their fathers, they'll never truly heal. I know that feeling, finding out your father is a criminal and not knowing if you'll ever see him again. It's been the pain I've felt these past few days.

"Do you think they'll be okay?" Nick asked me.

"... they'll be alright," I said, keeping a straight face. Nick gave me a saddened nod. "What about you?"

"Me? Oh, I'll be fine! I've got you and Larry!" Nick assured me with a grin.

I smiled, shaking my head, before saying, "you're hopeless."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Nick asked me with that puffy, angry face.

"Now Nicolas, be nice," Ms. Pat said.

"Yes, Ma," Nick replied, moping with his hands to the side.

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"What's going to happen to Mr. Gustavia? He... He's not the killer, is he? And, what about the boys?" Katherine asked worriedly. (21)

"Actually, speaking of the boys, I noticed there was something familiar about the smaller one," Jeff stated.

"You should. Those boys are the sons of Dane Gustavia and Issac Dover," Mr. Von Karma explained.

"Wh-What!?" Katherine exclaimed with shock.

"Is that... no way, but they have been missing for a year! How did Mr. Edgeworth find them?" Jeff asked in deep shock.

"He said hidden sources," Mr. Von Karma replied.

"After Mr. Von Karma explained the situation with the Case's connections to the Smuggling Ring, Father was able to trace down where the boys would've been located for Smuggling transportation," I explained.

"No... way," Katherine responded flabbergasted.

"Goodness me!" Delicia cried.

"I can't believe there was a Smuggler in my contest. It never came across my mind," Jeff said.

"I don't believe the Police Department would've thought either. I had taken this case, believing I would catch the Smuggler, when the Smuggler had been the Victim the entire time. I'm certain what Gustavia did was something any father would do, if he found out the man they once called their friend used his son to traffic his own son," (22) Manfred said. The entire patio was dead silent. You could hear a pin drop.

"But, why do people have to kill? I mean... once it's done, it's final. You can't ever bring it back," Nick asked meekly.

"That is true. But, to say you are never capable of taking the life of another or to murder would be the most foolish thinking. It was something I once thought myself. In truth, no one is more evil than the other. We are all human born evil and how we grow will depend on each choice we make in our life, especially as adults," Mr. Von Karma said. He's right, but...

"People can change, right? Father changed," I asked.

"That is also right, but the crimes your father made will be a burden to him for the rest of his life. Had I taken your father's life, it would have been a burden on me as well. Even if we are to work hard to become better people and change our ways, the old ways will always tempt us. They will always hang over our heads until we eventually return back to those old ways."

"So then, what should we do? How do we live our lives without turning to crime?" Nick asked.

"And, how can any ex con turn from their old criminal ways?" I asked.

"... I suppose all we can do is try. There isn't a definitive answer, but perhaps while you're still young, you can think of ways to prevent criminality. You can start by learning to love and trust those that will guide you to the right direction. Honor your parents and caretakers. Criminality almost always starts from whom and where you were born from. From them, you can learn to become a criminal or a good citizen, whether by listening and following their teachings or using their flawed teachings as an example of what not to do. Whatever you decide depends on you." (23)

I smiled. I trust my father won't teach me any of his former criminal ways. So, I can learn from his teachings and follow his criminal example as what not to do. I'm certain Nick will do the same. He told me that his father is a criminal. I don't know what kind of criminal Nick's father is, but I'm certain Father can help him too. Nick isn't alone and I never want him to feel alone.

It wasn't long before Mr. Gustavia arrived out of the room, looking defeated. Simon was seen crying in Horace's arms with bitter tears. Nick immediately ran to him and gave the boys his own hug.

"Daddy! Daddy, don't leave meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!~" Simon wailed, Nick and Horace keeping him from running to his father with their arms.

"Have you settled things with your client?" Mr. Von Karma asked Father.

"I have. He says he's willing to let me defend him," Father stated.

"The police is outside the mansion. I will allow you to leave on your own freewill. Either way, you will have to show up in court for the murder of Issac Dover, Smuggler or not," Manfred said.

"I understand. As long as the boys are safe, I will agree to whatever punishment you give me. I... know what I did was... I never wanted any of this. I was just trying to protect them and when I realized what Issac had done, I intended on taking a photo of the Taste Disorder cure for me and my son before going after the boys. He... He has it too, it just hasn't taken effect yet. When Issac caught me, I was so afraid that he'd sell out our boys," Mr. Gustavia confessed, then wept bitterly as Father patted him on his back. "I'm so thankful they're alright. I thought they were..."

"If you want to, I can walk you to the car," Father offered.

"Th-Thank you, Mr. Edgeworth. You really are too kind."

"No, I became an Attorney to protect those I love and many of them are your type."

"You mean...? I heard about your trial."

"Yes. I never thought I'd receive any sort of act of mercy from the court of law, but it does exist. It's because of that, I want to give others like yourself that chance."

"Th-Thank you."

"Hey, Mr. Gustavia," I said, pulling Mr. Gustavia's red jacket. He looked down at me. "Do you know why a lawyer isn't supposed to cry, until it's all over?"

"... why?"

"Because, the verdict hasn't been decided, until it's all over. So, don't lose hope. Keep your chin up and be ready to fight for your innocence until the verdict has been decided."

"Heh, you're a good kid," Mr. Gustavia said, showing a smile. He looked up at Father. "Your son's a good kid. I look forward to seeing him at the trial."

"Same. He's my treasure and good luck charm," Father bragged proudly.

"What are you going to do when I get my Prosecutor's Badge and face you in court?" I asked.

"Then, I will stand proudly as I cross swords with my sweet little boy and his adorable cravat," Father chuckled as I smiled brightly.

"I'll be looking forward to seeing you during your next visit!" Mr. Gustavia greeted before getting himself into the police car, allowing the police to cuff him.

"You too!" Father greeted. "Guess it's time to get ready to close IS-7 once and for all."

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"I say! Honestly, this whole year has been a mess of things. I intend on cleaning up my mess before returning back to Germany," Mr. Von Karma stated.

"You're leaving?" I asked, whining. I had just got to know Mr. Von Karma and now he's going to leave?

"I have some messes I must clean up there as well and... some friends I need to speak to," Mr. Von Karma explained.

"I understand," Father said, nodded.

"But... w-we were just beginning to get to know each other and-and, you can't leave!" I cried as I began crying heartfelt tears.

Mr. Von Karma held me in his arms, getting out a handkerchief to dry my tears. It wasn't fair! Mr. Von Karma was starting to become a part of the family. I don't want him to leave! I love him! (24)

"Miles..." Mr. Von Karma said gently as I looked up to him. He dried more of my tears. "Listen to me, I will be leaving, but I want you to promise me you will work hard. Make good grades in school, listen to your father, and then, when you are ready to take the Bar Exam, you can come to my office in Germany and I will make you the greatest Prosecutor this world has ever seen!"

"P-Pr-Pr-Promise?" I asked.

"I promise," Mr. Von Karma promised, hugging me. He turned directly to my father. "Edgeworth, I trust you will keep a watch from this end. The Smuggling Ring is far from exterminated. If anything, it has been crippled, thanks to our efforts. There's a chance it may rise up again. Call me for any updates."

"I'll see to it that you get any information regarding the Ring. Also, if you need anyone to defend you out there, I know a few people in Germany that can help you," Father offered.

"Y-You don't have-"

"Too late. I have no doubt you left yourself a big mess out there and there's a lot of unfavorability of you from the Defense Attorney's there," Father smirked with squinted eyes.

"Hmph, I suppose you're not wrong."

"Then, it's decided. I'll make a few phone calls and let them know what you did for me. Word of mouth can be a powerful tool and, if they know that Manfred Von Karma helped save a Defense Attorney from a man that tried to kill his son, there's a good chance quite a few of them may have second thoughts about you." (25)

"Perhaps. I suppose one or few is better than non. Thank you."

"No, thank you. I never thought I'd ever feel in debt to another Prosecutor again. When you return back, don't be afraid to come and see us."

"Yeah, Mr. Von Karma! Promise you'll come see us, when you come back?" I asked.

"Of course. Though, I still have one question," Mr. Von Karma said as my father looked up. "How do you plan to feed those kids?"

"Wh-Who said...?" Father asked, taken aback.

"Pops, Simon and Horace say they're hungry! I'm hungry too!" Nick whined.

"Actually, dinner does sound quite lovely," Kathrine said.

"I'm actually quite hungry myself. I haven't had a decent meal, since I was arrested," Jeff stated.

"No! NO! I know what you're doing and we're NOT doing this!" I shouted, balling my fists as Father blinked.

"Awwww, but I wanted him to say it! Pretty please!" Nick pleaded.

"I wanna hear it too! Please!" Horace and Simon pleaded.

"Could you, Mr. Edgeworth? For the children?" Kathrine asked. Even Jeff was eager to hear Father say it. I had to groan aloud.

"Suppose you might as well, hm?" Mr. Von Karma asked with his signature smirk.

"Alright, Miles, would you like to join in?" Father asked me.

It did seem exciting. I could feel the adrenaline kicking in and I pumped up my fists, then said, "yeah, let's do it!"

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"OBJECTION!!" (26)

AFTER STORY NOTES:

1. While we all know that Manfred had succeeded in murdering Gregory Edgeworth in canon, what Miles is meaning is that it isn't something Manfred would normally do. It isn't in his character.

2. Basically, it was a combination of the gunshot and Miles calling out to Manfred that made him stop. In the heat of the moment, it's hard for a human to stop themselves, but Miles was the one that stopped Manfred. The idea of a child being in front of him, while he was about to take another man's life is what stopped Manfred from continuing his deed.

3. This is also the same bullet that proved who the murderer was in canon. In this case, it proved Manfred's innocence and the possibility of a fourth person, including Miles' kidnapping. That gunshot wound will always be a scar to remind Manfred of what he almost became.

4. Manfred mentioned this to Miles before him and his family started investigating for Blaise Debeste's Trial. Gregory never got the chance to be told about that, since he was at the Detention Center.

5. Of course, Gregory already knew that Jeff wasn't a smuggler, but now knowing the connection, it explains the great amount of distrust Manfred had toward him and his obsession with winning. Manfred wasn't just trying to win for a perfect record. Even the perfect record itself has an ulterior motive. Manfred had been going after the Smuggling Ring and as long as he didn't make a mistake, the criminals would be tried and jailed. It's only now that Manfred realized that he may've been mistaken.

6. Normally, Manfred would leave a trial, if it turned out he was wrong in his accusations, but he couldn't in this case, because of the missing boys. Manfred's biggest weakness is failure. He is now seeing that his failure was not knowing when to lose. If he is not willing to lose, then he cannot achieve perfection taught to him by his father. Had Manfred been willing to lose, he would have cooperated and worked with Gregory to find the missing boys and even tried to find the missing corpse.

7. This is the first time Mrs. Newslayday has met Miles face to face. She's surprised how much Miles looks like his mother.

8. Some mothers have documented to have instinctive feelings of knowing when they lose their children and sometimes it's vice versa.

9. For Mrs. Newslayday, she doesn't and will never understand why her daughter fell in love with the man that is partially responsible for putting her behind bars. In fact, she'll never understand why her daughter agreed to have sex with this same man to prolong her sentence. It was a very lousy decision that was putting the child at risk. That being said, she has decided to forgive him and allow Gregory to be a part of the family.

10. Now, that the Newslayday's know the truth, Gregory is going to be expected to participate in family gatherings and functions. They do genuinely want to help him, since he's been having to support Miles on his own.

11. Gregory is looking forward to when Miles hits his teenage years, because he wants Miles to enjoy those years. Gregory never got the chance to enjoy his teenage years. He was too busy trying to survive school and work with heroine being forced inside of him.

12. No more living off of noodles... for now.

13. When something smells, it's usually the Butz.

14.  The main reason Jeff Master got a Guilty verdict in canon was because Manfred Von Karma had threatened that Katherine Hall would be placed in prison in his place. Though, because Jeff had seen Manfred and Gregory fight for their innocence, even with the smallest of circumstances and Miles being placed in danger, that encouraged Jeff to continue on. Having seen that Blaise had almost kidnapped Miles again, Jeff realized why he needed to fight for his innocence for Katherine's sake. So, now he was able to get a Not Guilty verdict.

15. Dancing isn't something Gregory enjoys or does, unless it's expected. When he was Chief Detective, he was expected participation.

16. It's not to say Gregory doesn't have his moments when he's aggravated or distressed from Miles being disobedient. Every parent has their days, but Gregory is seeing Miles' teenage years as something he wants Miles to enjoy. Gregory wants Miles to spend time with his friends, go to movies, play video games, play sports and other things. It's not to say Gregory doesn't expect Miles to not become difficult from hitting puberty, but he doesn't want to make his son feel like he has to create his own structure or responsibility in order to stay sane. Gregory knows what it's like to grow up as a teenager without structure, so he wants to give his son everything he needs to enjoy those teenage years, because they'll be gone before he knows it.

17. Those of you who have already guessed who the Orphanage Teacher is gets a cookie.

18. Yep, Patricka Roland had been Phoenix's orphanage teacher the entire time. Plot twist!

19. After facing his own trial of Rachael Newslayday's murder, Gregory has learned that telling the truth is necessary, no matter how much it hurts. He knows the boys will never heal, if they don't confront the painful truth of their fathers.

20. Gregory didn't warn anyone who the real culprit was, because he knew Dane Gustavia would not cooperate. That's why he's bringing his son and Issac's son. He's doing this to gain his client's trust.

21. I know that in Miles Edgeworth Investigations 2, Dane Gustavia's motive was the Angel's Recipe that contained the cure for his Taste Disorder. It is still the motive and being caught taking a picture of the recipe by Issac was the final straw that broke his back. This is only revealing that there was more to it.

22. For a question like this, I think this is the best answer. There really is no definitive answer. Even those that are Christians, there is no answer on how to prevent sin, aside from trusting in the Lord. Even so, you're still expected to sin and slip up. To completely prevent yourself from doing evil things is literally impossible and that's kinda the point here. No one is more privileged or holds a higher authority than the other. If I had to sum up the entire moral of this story, it's that no one is morally right than the other and it is impossible to be incapable of evil things. Once you do something evil, it will stay with you for the rest of your life. Even if you were to rehabilitate yourself, it will always stick with you. This is the first time I've ever tackled the subject of good vs evil in a fan fiction and I think it's something many of us take for granted. It's easy for us to point our fingers at others that do wrong, but rarely do we look in the mirror and realize how evil we truly are. Even when we recognize it, the burden of our deeds will always follow us for the rest of our lives.

23. Not like THAT, you gross perverts. Go stand in the corner!

24. Gregory did study at Themis Legal Academy, located in Germany, so he knows the right kind of Defense Attorneys that Manfred can turn to. Now, not all of them would be able to trust Manfred, but if one is willing to defend him, then that is more than enough for Gregory.

25. IT'S NOT OVER YET! There's still the credits.