Rating: PG…for adult themes and so on, but I actually think I managed to do this whole fic without the use of bad language! So go me!
Notes: Ok… this is meant to be moving, I was moved when I was writing it, but that may have been because I was swizzelling in my chair… Anyway… Oh, I have no idea what Brock's last name is, so I made it up...or that may have been one that somebody else used and I though it fitted...I can't remember. As you may or may not be aware, i hae a memory like sieve. I’ve had this idea for a while, and it all came together here, surprisingly in one day, and considering this is not an amazingly short fic that is quite good for me. Please send me feedback at free_tree@moose-mail.com… thank you! Thank you!
Lost
“Looks like Team Rocket’s blasting off again!” At dramatic speed, Jessie, James and Meowth flew through the air.
“I’ m startin’ ta notice a pattern here,” noted Meowth.
“You know, for all the blasting off we’ve done since we met that twerp, by rights we should be dead by now,” commented James dryly.
“Yeah, well maybe if we could not fail for once in our lives, we wouldn’t have to risk death so often,” fumed Jessie angrily. They were falling now, hurtling to the ground at high speed.
Then suddenly, there was nothing between them and the perilous Earth. James and Meowth plunged into a lake that appeared to have materialised beneath them, but Jessie, who was separated from them a little, did not. Instead she fell towards the rocks at the edge of the lake, and hit, with bone crunching impact.
“Well that was lucky,” said James, not noticing the unfortunate fate of his partner in crime.
“AAAAAHHHHH!!! Get Meowth outta dis water!!!” screamed the deluded cat. Tiresomely dragging Meowth with him, James made his way to the edge of the lake.
“Hey, where’d Jess go?” asked Meowth when he had regained his sense after his primary fright.
“I don’t know,” answered James; he looked around, “Jessie? Jessie?!”
“Uh, Jimmy?” said Meowth nervously.
“What is it?”
“I don’t tink we were so lucky after all.” He pointed to the rocks to the side of them, where Jessie’s limp body lay sprawled, a heavy gash spread across her head. For a moment James just stood there in horror, then in a moment he was by her side.
“Jessie! Oh God, Jessie! Please be okay, please.” He didn’t know what to do, didn’t want to touch her, in case he caused more damage than was already done. He felt numb, and completely lost.
“We’d better call an ambulance.”
***
Do you still remember , how we used to be
Feeling together , believe in whatever
My love has said to me
“You shouldn’t be here! Go away!” yelled Jessie. She struggled and writhed as they moved towards her.
“Don’t think I won’t tell on you!” she shrieked, panic seizing her, as she struck out at the shadowy figures coming nearer and nearer, surrounding, restraining.
“You’ll regret this…don’t think you won’t,” she added, trying to hide her fear, speaking almost in a conversational manner. But still they came, with their strong hands, strong, gloved hands. Something about them seemed familiar; she just couldn’t pin down what.
“I know you,” she said, “who are you?” But none answered, no one ever answered, at least none of them.
From among the others, another figure moved forward, it seemed blurred, strange, like she couldn’t see him properly, like he wasn’t really there.
“Now, just stay still, Jessie,” he soothed calmly, “this will only take a minute.” He had his back to her for a moment, but then turned round, and held out what she recognised as a syringe, to the light, checking the amount of liquid. She was suddenly filled with fear, and felt a governing impulse to run, but as soon as she tried to get up she was pinned back down again.
“Now, don’t try and fight it, Jessie,” soothed the figure with the syringe, as he brought it towards her held out arm, which another of the figures had gripped and pinned down. She whimpered in fear, then decided there was nothing else for it.
“No!” she cried, struggling under the restraining hands, “NO! NO! NO!” She writhed as the hands held harder.
“Get the restraints!” cried one of the figures, as another quickly came towards her and tied her down.
“HELP!” she screamed, “NO! NO! NO!” The blurred figure moved in closer, and she felt a stinging prick in her arm.
“NO! No! No…” she moaned, her screaming diminishing to whimpers and then slowly out as she faded to black.
***
Both of us were dreamers
Young love in the sun
Felt like my saviour, my spirit I gave ya
We'd only just begun
“How is she? Is she okay?” asked a worried figure outside, as the men departed the room. The doctor stopped in front of him and sighed heavily.
“She’s asleep now. She’ll probably wake up in a few hours, but she’ll be calmer. As you know, the drugs only work for a certain amount of time. When she gets like this, it has to be done.”
“She sounded so afraid…” sighed James, “There’s no other way?”
“I’m sorry,” consoled the doctor, “Not all patients react this way. Often, after the first few doses they get used to it…it becomes almost part of whatever the closest thing is to a routine that their minds can muster, but Jessie clearly doesn’t like to have things out of her hands.”
“No,” a fleeting smile crossed James’ face, “she always did like to be the one in control.”
“Her personality’s still there,” added the doctor, “even if she is no longer what she was.”
James was silent for a moment, then asked the question he most feared and longed to ask.
“Do you think… is there any chance that she could get better?” If he had let himself, he might have known the answer, having asked the same question practically everyday for the past three years, but he still didn’t allow himself to admit it.
“As always, I’m afraid. Jessie is increasingly in a state of delirium, and although she does come out now and again, we’re not sure that means we can bring her back… the way she was before. All we can do is keep on trying, but I’m afraid we can’t confirm anything.”
James sighed sadly. Then gave a weak smile, but there was little behind it. The light had left his eyes, and left behind was only a shadow of what had once been there.
“Let me give you some advise,” said the doctor, “I know you love Jessie very much, and you don’t want to lose her, but I can see what being here every moment you can does to you. She wouldn’t want you to lose yourself over her.” He looked up, confused and hurt.
“But I can’t leave her. I promised her I wouldn’t, that she would always have me.”
“She won’t if you keep on this way. Losing a loved one like this is awful, and because their bodies, and on occasion their minds are still here, they cling to it. But, it can make them lose themselves, all this, constantly; it’s not healthy for them, for you. You have no other life, but her right now. Every moment, you’re either working or you’re here. It’s not good for you. You need a life, James, or she’ll lose you the same way you lost her.”
“But…but I haven’t lost her. She’s still here!”
“Maybe. But I want you to think about what I’ve said. Having a life doesn’t mean giving up on her, but you need to get away from here. Just sitting here, it’s killing you.” James sat, muted as the doctor stood up, and made to leave.
“When can I see her?” he asked at the last minute. He turned.
“We’ll send someone out to tell you when she’s awake.” And he left.
There was silence. James looked in through the window to Jessie’s room and watched her sleeping figure, her chest rising and falling. She looked so peaceful like that. Looking at her, he wouldn’t have thought there was anything wrong with her. But the harsh reality hit him every time she woke up.
“Hey, ya okay, Jimmy?” came a familiar voice. James turned to see their furry friend standing beside him.
“You got the food?”
“Yeah… help yaself.” He held out a brown paper bag filled with sandwiches and doughnuts, and a can of cream. In his other paw he held a coffee.
“I’ m not really feeling all that hungry.”
“Okay, who are ya ‘n’ what’d ya do wid James?” he joked half-heartedly.
“I don’t know… I don’t know who I am anymore… not now.” He stayed looking on through the window, at Jessie. Meowth followed his eyes.
“She does. And so do I. We know ya, Jimmy, ‘n’ we love ya. ‘N’ even if she can’t always say it, even if she’s not always here in her mind, she won’t let go of you. You’re de ting dat’s keepin’ her wid us.”
James sighed, and drank his coffee. Maybe she hadn’t lost him, but he’d lost her.
Hasta manana , Always be mine
***
It’s so dark here, dark and cold, and lonely. And I’m all alone. I just want to get out, just want to be free again.
And suddenly there’s you, I’m swimming in your emerald seas, melting at your touch, flying on your voice.
And then you leave, and there is only this nightmare. I’m trapped in this dark room, as the walls close in on me. I hear your voice calling me, but it’s so far away, and I can’t reach you. I reach out, but the walls close in further.
“Jessie?!”
“I’m here!”
“Where are you?!”
“I’m lost.”
***
Viva forever , I'll be waiting
Everlasting , like the sun
Live forever , for the moment
Ever searching , for the one
“James?” James woke from his fitful slumber.
“Huh? What?” he yawned. He opened his eyes to see one of Jessie’s main carers. She was a nurse, about thirty, named Dana. Of all Jessie’s carers, James found her the easiest to talk to. She smiled warmly and tucked a loose strand of thick curly brown hair behind her ear.
“She’s awake now, if you want to see her.”
“How is she?” he asked.
“She’s calm, babbling a lot, but she keeps asking for you.”
“Okay,” he looked around, “Did you see where Meowth went?”
At first, everyone had been a little testy about having Meowth around the hospital a lot, but finding in the end, that he was more human than pokemon where his mind was concerned, they had adjusted, and were now used to his presence.
“He left a while ago, said he had something to do. He told me to say he’d be back around 8.00, when you woke up.”
“Okay.” He looked through the window at Jessie. She was sitting up, mumbling, from what he could see. It was that weird glass, the kind that you can only see through one side, and the other side is just dark.
“Come on,” said Dana, leading him through the door.
“Jessie, somebody’s here to see you,” she announced. Jessie looked up, confusion clouding her eyes, then as her eyes focused on James and studied his face, his features, and her sapphire eyes met his emeralds…the sea met the sky, recognition dawned on her.
“There you are,” she said, in a matter-of-fact tone, “I’ve been looking all over for you.” He smiled, and came to sit on the bed beside her.
“I’m here now,” he said, brushing the hair out of her face and gently tucking it behind her ear. It was no longer in the obedient coif she had always kept it in before; she didn’t seem to care anymore. Instead it was tied in an untidy not at the back of her head. The doctors had recommended they cut it off, to cause her less distress when she had to be restrained, they’d said, but he hadn’t let them. Her hair had always been her pride and joy, her “one true love”. He didn’t think she would want it cut off.
As for her clothing, if she had been in her right mind she would have demanded something of more taste. As it was she was stuck in the traditional hospital nightshirt. But as tasteless as her clothing was, she was still beautiful to him.
“The dragons are coming tonight,” she said, “they told me,” she furrowed her brow as though trying to remember, “they told me you had to watch out for them. You might have to wave, or…or hold up a lamp. They said they’d need a landmark. It’s easy to get lost in the dark.” She gazed off into the distance for a moment then began to twist her hands in her lap.
“Okay,” he said calmly, “I’ll look out for them.” He was used to her babbling, her little imaginings. She talked like that a lot. Sometimes it didn’t feel real at all, just like some childhood game. How he wished he could still play those, how he wished he could go back to being the whiny kid in an adolescent’s body, coming up with wild ideas, and depending on Jessie to protect him. He couldn’t do that anymore. He had to be the grown up now. And it was hard.
He tried to take her hands in his own, she was twisting them violently now, but the moment he touched them she yanked them back and held them to her chest.
“Don’t touch those,” she said, “they’re not ready yet.” For a moment he was hurt, but then he remembered that she didn’t think like she used to anymore, she had changed, even if not completely.
“Are you hungry?” he asked, “Do you want breakfast yet?”
“Hungry… hungry for power. That’s what they all are. They don’t think, they don’t bother to think what it’s like for the others, for the people it effects.” He took her hand and this time she didn’t pull away.
“Jessie?”
“Hmm?”
“Do you want something to eat?” She looked up at him, searching, as though she was looking for an answer in his eyes. Then she shrugged her shoulders a little and nodded.
“Uhuh.”
“Okay.” He stood up and made to go out to the food trolleys in the hall, and get something for her.
“Don’t!” she cried, before he could leave, “You mustn’t leave her! She’ll be lonely without you.”
“I’ll only be a minute, I promise, Jessie.”
“Please,” she moaned quietly, and reached out to him, whimpering. He sighed and came to sit back down beside her, taking her in his arms as he did so. She smiled affectionately and sighed, leaning her head on his shoulder.
“I thought you were hungry,” he said, stroking her hair tenderly.
“This is better.” He looked at her curiously. It was strange, one minute she could seem completely out of it, the next, perfectly normal.
“Woah, sorry ta interrupt, folks. But de cat brought food.” Jessie giggled and smiled.
“Kitty! Cute, furry little kitty.” She reached out an arm to Meowth, who looked up at James helplessly. James took the food from him, letting go of Jessie and leaving the cat to his impending doom. Jessie moved to the end of the bed and swooped Meowth into her arms, giggling.
“Where have you been, kitty? I missed you.” She turned him so he was lying on his back and began to tickle him.
“Aaaaah! Hehehe! Make her stop! Hahaha… Oh God, de toiture!” That was the way of it for a while before, finally taking pity on Meowth, James stepped in.
“Okay, Jess, I think Meowth has suffered more or less enough. I think we can eat now.”
“More or less?” groaned the cat. Jessie was looking at James, with that helpless, confused expression she used so often when she didn’t know what to do. He came to her side.
“Come here,” he said, opening a carton of yoghurt and dipping in the spoon. Realising what he meant, she opened her mouth so he could put the spoon in her mouth.
And that was how breakfast went most days, when James wasn’t at work that was, either doing shifts at the local fast food restaurant or working the till at a nearby gift shop. It was his weekend off at the moment so he could spend more time doing what he wanted, but even then, he rarely slept at the apartment he had bought for he and Meowth to stay in, preferring to stay close to Jessie.
Meowth sadly watched as James fed Jessie, who seemed to depend entirely on him. It amazed him how much she trusted him; whenever she was unsure of something, she would look to James for reassurance. But it saddened him more, that the once proud and independent woman had been changed so much, that one seemingly immortal could be brought back to Earth with such harshness. But the love between these two had kept them together, even in the face of this. Because it was love that they had, even if they had never admitted it to him or each other.
“I think you’re done with this,” said James taking the carton and putting it in the bin.
“Great!” said Jessie, “Now let’s go catch that Pikachu!”
Yes I still remember , every whispered word
The touch of your skin , giving life from within
Like a love song that I'd heard
***
I can’t get out… but I have to. What is this?! I won’t just give in! I’m a fighter! But I can’t find the way out… I have to reach you, but I can’t find you.
“Where are you?”
“Jessie!”
“I can’t find a way out!”
“Come back, Jessie!”
“Where are you?!”
“I’m lost.”
“What happened?” asked one of the paramedics while the other bustled about with a stretcher and some painkillers.
“She fell down that hill,” explained a tall young man, about 18, with dark hair, “We were hurrying towards the town and she tripped and fell all the way down. I think she might have broken her leg on the rocks.”
“Okay, can I have you and your friend’s names please, and the girl’s?”
“I’m Brock Harris. This is Ash Ketchum, and the girl’s Misty Waterflower.” He scribbled something down on a clipboard.
“Right. That’s just for the record. We need to get her into the hospital.” They moved over to the injured Misty, who, despite the broken leg, appeared to be perfectly fine, or at least fit to argue, lying in a heap.
“This is all your fault, Ash Ketchum! If you hadn’t challenged me to a race, I wouldn’t have fallen!”
“Well, you didn’t have to do it! Anyway, you should have been looking where you were going!”
“Okay, kids, break it up, we need to get you into the hospital. Are you in a lot of pain?”
“Well, I was, but I think the painkillers have numbed it a little.”
“Right we’re going to put you on this stretcher and take you in the ambulance, okay?”
“Okay.” Carefully, the paramedics laid the stretcher on the ground and lifted Misty onto it. They then made for the ambulance.
“Are you kids coming?” asked the first paramedic.
“Yeah,” said Brock, jumping in and pulling Ash with him.
***
Slipping through our fingers , like the sands of time
Promises made , every memory saved
Has reflections in my mind
“It’s so dark. Did you notice?” asked Jessie frantically, “It’s strangling, so dark.”
“It’s okay, Jess,” soothed James. She whimpered and scrambled to the door.
“I-I have to get out. I can’t stay here!” He came over to her and tried to take her hand, but she backed away from him, seeming almost frightened and cowered in the corner, bringing her knees up to her chest and shivering.
“The Sun! He’s gone! He’s left, and I’ll never see him again!” He tried to come towards her, but she just pressed herself further into the wall, like she thought maybe it would swallow her, or let her pass through it.
“What is it, Jess? You want to go outside?” She whimpered and tears filled her eyes.
“You can’t keep me here!!!” she yelled angrily, “You can’t keep me trapped like this!” He stood up and left the room.
“No!” she cried, “No…” She reached out for him, but he’d gone.
“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,” she muttered over and over. Meowth approached her.
“Hey, Jess. He ain’t gone far, he’ll be back before ya know it.”
“Come back…”
***
Why do I feel so trapped? It’s like I’m frozen in this hell. Somebody’s gonna pay for this. I can’t stand to feel so alone. I need to get out. I need a hand to guide me.
“Jessie!”
“Guide me!”
Guide me by the heart…
“Jessie!”
“I’m trying!”
But it’s so hard…
***
“Dana?”
“James? What’s wrong?”
“It’s Jessie. She wants to go outside. I think she’s feeling trapped, all cooped up in that room. If I could just take her outside for a blast of fresh air, I think it’d make her feel better. And she’s been calm, plus I know what to do if she gets unsettled.” Dana sighed.
“I guess it’s okay. Even though you should really get the doctor’s permission. He trusts my judgement, and I think you’re right. She has been calm today.” James smiled, a rare event outside Jessie’s company.
“Thank you,” he said.
***
Hasta manana , Always be mine
Jessie held tight to James’ hand as they walked out of her prison, her cage. They had made a fuss of changing her clothes, but she didn’t see how it mattered. It was strange, so different outside. It wasn’t very often that she got to come out of the room. And even more rare that she would actually step outside, into the open, into the strange and forbidding world. But sometimes, she didn’t know why, but she craved it. She craved the Sun, even though it hurt her eyes, and made her feel vulnerable. She craved the air, even though it felt strange and alien to her lungs.
The monsters, and noises that lived out there were frightening, and foreign, and she didn’t understand them. Meowth walked on the other side of her. They were her protectors, he and James. They were safety, her family, her only light in this dark.
They came out through a door, and she felt the momentary fear of the blinding light of the Sun, but then forgot about it when things came into focus, and lost herself in the sky. She felt herself gasp at the beautiful blue. James smiled at her, and she smiled back, then laughed.
“Let’s fly!” she said, feeling the excitement build up inside her, and wanting to share it with her family. She began to run, laughing as she pulled James and Meowth along with her, she heard them laughing too and laughed more. She was free, a soaring eagle in the infinite sky.
Suddenly there was noise, and bustling, and she felt James stop and pull her to him. One of the monsters stopped and sped to a halt in front of them. James pulled her further back as strange figures in green came out-the monster must have been carrying them. They opened it up from the back and more strange figures came out, one lying down on some kind of surface that was carried by the green figures. It was funny, but the one lying down and her two companions looked familiar, she was sure she’d seen them before. She felt James gasp. The girl looked hurt.
“Is she broken?” she asked James, “Like me?”
“No,” said James, in a strangely dark tone, “not like you. They can fix her.”
Viva forever , I'll be waiting
Everlasting like the sun
Live forever , for the moment
Ever searching for the one
***
“Right, we need to get her looked at, then when we’re sure it’s just a clean break, which I’m fairly certain it is, we’ll get you operated on,” said the paramedic.
“Thank you,” said Brock. An elderly nurse, about 60, approached he and Ash.
“Could you two please come to the waiting room?” she asked and beckoned for them to follow, “Are you relatives?”
“No, but we’re the closest she’s got to it round here. We’re travelling together,” said Ash.
“I see. Well, they’ll let you know when you can see her, probably after operating. We’ll keep you updated on how she’s doing.”
“That’s great,” said Brock.
“Thanks for your help,” said Ash as she left them to themselves.
“She’ll be alright. I’m sure of it,” reassured Brock.
“Where do you think we can get some food?” wondered Ash. Brock sighed-Ash hadn’t changed a lot.
***
“What are de twoips doin’ here?” moaned Meowth, as they made their way back through the lobby, “I tought we’d lost ‘em.”
“So did I,” agreed James, bitterly, “ but clearly not.”
“Why didn’t you say something?! Who the hell do you think you are?! And what did you do to your hair?” They turned to look at Jessie, who was clearly off in her own world again.
“Maybe if we just try and stick to our ward. They shouldn’t really be in the mental ward…it looks like Misty just got an injured leg. So if we just…”
“Team Rocket?” James turned to see Ash and Brock staring at them. He instinctively grabbed Jessie’s hand.
“Well, well, well, if it ain’t de twoips,” came Meowth’s snappy comment.
“You’re not here to try and capture Pikachu again are you?” groaned Ash. At this James got angry.
“No, we’re not, seeing as one: we don’t want to and two: we are no longer members of Team Rocket, so with all due respect, will you leave us alone?” Jessie whimpered.
“It’s coming. It’s coming and they can’t find me. Where are they?”
“What are you talking about?” Ash asked obnoxiously.
“Leave her alone,” said James, jumping to her defence.
“Uh, Ash?” said Brock, but he ignored him.
“What’s the matter, Jessie, can’t you talk for yourself?” he walked closer to her, standing up to face her. She cowered back, and before James could stand between them, she had backed herself against the wall in a corner, pressing herself into it, like earlier, sobbing and banging her head against the wall as though trying to drown everything out.
Ash and Brock looked on stunned as James came to her side, taking her hand and stroking her hair. Gradually she stopped and broke down crying in his arms. Gently, James picked her up, scowling at Ash.
“What have you done to me?!” she cried, as it seemed, to Ash, “What’s happening? Where are they?” she mumbled as she quietened.
Without a word, James turned to leave with Meowth behind him, and Jessie in his arms.
“Wait!” said Brock, “What happened? How did she get like this?”
“How do you think?” asked James sourly.
“How?”
“What was the last thing you saw us doing?” he asked, wearily.
“Blasting off, I guess, that’s always the last thing we see you doing.”
“Yeah, well that was the last thing I saw Jessie doing too,” he stated coldly.
“What?” Brock was incredulous, “What are you saying?”
“When we came down, Meowth and I landed in a lake. Jessie hit a rock head first.”
Ash spoke, stunned: “But you guys always survived that stuff. You blasted off all the time, you were always fine.”
“Yeah, well I guess lady luck decided to miss her cue this time. She didn’t take her away from me in one go, she’s making it slow and painful, so I guess you could say we’re fine, on the outside.”
“Oh God,” said Ash.
“Didn’t you wonder where we’d been these past three years?”
“You were here?”
“Pretty much. The boss used this as an excuse to get us off the squad. He didn’t see us as a big enough threat to bother assassinating, but he said if we ever gave anything away, he’d have us killed. Then he sent us here, to get Jessie taken care of. Or at least in theory, they can’t do much for her though.” Meowth came up to him then, and spoke.
“Hey Jimmy, Jess is asleep. We should get her back.”
But we're all alone now , was it just a dream
Feelings untold , they will never be sold
And the secret's safe with me
***
“God, I feel so awful,” said Brock, “I feel like we did this to you.”
“It wasn’t your fault,” said James, “I think for all these years I’ve been blaming you, only to find that really there’s no one to blame. Something like this would have happened eventually.” They sat in the waiting-cum-sitting room by Jessie’s room. James had spent so much time here, it was more his home than the apartment. Brock sat in silence for a while, looking at Jessie through the window.
“I’m so sorry, James, I really am.”
“Don’t be,” he said, “at least she’s still here, for the moment anyway.”
“Will she ever get better?” James sighed.
“It’s doubtful, it seems like everyday she slips further away, everyday I lose her a little bit more.” He put his head in his hands in an attempt to stop the tears that he knew wanted to come and never stop falling.
Soon after, Ash came down from the recovery ward to say that Misty had had her operation, and was sleeping the anaesthetic off, and a little later Meowth appeared with food for all.
“James,” said Ash, “I’m sorry for frightening Jessie like that. I didn’t think.”
“It’s okay,” he said, “You didn’t know, and how could a twerp like you guess?” He let off a half smile. Ash, in normal circumstances would have found his pride hurt, but he was finding himself strangely sensitive to other people at the moment, and realised that the world wasn’t all about him, just for a moment.
***
It just keeps coming, just keeps getting darker. I’m so tired of being here, so tired of being alone in the dark. There has to be a way out. There has to be a light, or how can there be life?
The walls close in.
It’s so tiring; I just want to let go.
And again…
But I have to hold on…
And again…
For him…
And again…
Oh, no you don’t. If you push me, I push back.
“Jessie!”
“I’m coming, James!”
“Jessie!”
“James!”
***
Hasta manana , Always be mine
“James!” cried Jessie, “James! Where are you?!” James shot up from his sleep.
“Jessie!” He ran to her room where she sat up right. He stopped in front of her, shocked.
“James, you’re here. I was so scared.” He stood there, for what seemed an eternity, beyond belief.
“Am I dreaming?” he asked.
“No, you moron! If I wasn’t so rusty I’d be getting out my mallet around now to knock some sense into you.” She grinned. And he laughed, ready to burst with joy. Feeling tears come to his eyes he ran to wrap his arms around her.
“Jessie! Oh God Jessie, you came back,” he cried, running his fingers through her hair and kissing her head, holding her to him like he would never let go.
She held onto him just as tightly, never wanting this to end.
“I’m so afraid if I let go I’ll lose you again,” she sobbed, half in joy, half in sorrow.
“Then don’t,” he said, gazing into her eyes. Then suddenly, with little warning other than the sudden impulse in their hearts, their lips met, and they kissed with an urgency that only love itself could fathom.
Meowth and the others stood in the doorway, awoken by the racket, watching.
“Guess dey found each oda,” he grinned.
Viva forever , I'll be waiting
Everlasting like the sun
Live forever , for the moment
Ever searching for the one
The End
