Jacob lay in bed with a plate of hospital food in front of him, he was starving but he couldn't eat. He was still in shock.

A doctor walked into the room and next to him was a lady who looked to be in her mid-late forties. When she saw her son awake she dropped her handbag and ran forward to embrace him.

Tears poured from her eyes and she sobbed heavily, Jacob hugged his mother tight.

The doctor chuckled and began checking vitals. Jacob's mother held him for a long time but eventually released him.

She wiped her eyes and stood next to the bed. "How's he doing doctor?"

The doctor flipped through some notes on a clipboard before smiling at her.

"Vitals are looking good, we'll just run a few more tests and soon you can be out of here."

The doctor smiled at his patient.

"So, Jacob, do you remember what happened?"

Jacob's brows furrowed as he thought.

"No, I don't remember anything, what did happen?"

"Well one night you went to sleep, and you didn't wake up, until now. You've been in a coma two months, you gave your mother quite the scare."

Jacob hung his head and whispered. "I'm sorry."

His mum gasped, and the doctor frowned.

"Jacob, I ran the tests, we have no idea what caused you to go into the coma or come out of it, but it wasn't your fault."

Jacob smiled at his doctor, "Thanks, Doc."

Jacob's mother placed a gentle hand over one of his. "I don't want you to blame yourself, because I don't."

Jacob smiled weakly at his mother. A nurse entered the room and she said; "Mam, if you'd like to come with me we can sign the rehabilitation forms and discuss the appropriate program your son should be undergoing."

His mother nodded. "Right -She looked at her son- I'll be back soon." She pecked him on the forehead and left the room.

The doctor checked a machine, pushed some buttons and said. "Well Jacob, you should be good, you're on the mend now and will be out of here soon."

The doctor turned and began to leave the room, but there was something that Jacob had to know.

"Hey, Doc."

The doctor turned to him with a raised eyebrow.

"When people are in comas, do they... do they dream?"

"No-one knows for sure, some people think so, others don't, there have been reports of people having extended dreams or nightmares whilst in a coma. Why, did you have a dream?"

"I'm, not sure..."

The doctor nodded and left. Jacob had told the truth, what had happened while he was under, everything from the Pokémon world, was it a dream? Had it been a figment of his imagination or perhaps a cruel joke by some higher power (like an author)?

No, he decided that it couldn't have been, because all of it, to him, dream or not, it had been real, and he would never forget them, his irreplaceable friends.