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J E S S I E ' S G O O D B Y EBy Suz/Friezaess AN: Ah, my first song fic on fanfiction.net! And, keeping in the 'Pokemon spirit', that song is "The Time Has Come" from the episode "Pikachu's Goodbye". But I think it sounds better under Rocketshippy circumstances, so take that ya little yellow rodent! ;)~ Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or the song "Pikachu's Goodbye". Dang! James sat in his sleeping bag, staring out the window of the cabin he was spending the night in. It was late in the evening, and outside, rain was pouring down. Every now and then the soft rumble of thunder echoed throughout the land, whilst the surrounding trees swayed in the strong winds. The bleak weather reflected the young Rocket's mood. Once again, his mind was on his partner, who was absent from the scene. He turned to look at Meowth, who was fast asleep in his little yellow sleeping bag next to him. James sighed. It just wasn't the same without Jessie. I close my eyes It had been almost six hours since Jessie had been summoned to the Team Rocket Headquarters. James had been puzzled as to why only she had been called and not the whole team. The answer had come when he received a phone call from her. Jessie had always been the strong, able member of the team, but when she had told him that the Boss had promoted her, James was shocked. He had tried to sound happy for her on the phone, even though his heart was breaking. Now that she was of higher rank, it would be hard to associate with her, and the chances of them meeting up within Team Rocket again were slim. James could tell from her tone that she was sad to leave the team, though she tried hard not to let on. It was a very brief, shallow conversation, for each of them was lost in a sea of different emotions. Jessie was leaving, after all that they had been through. She and James had been inseparable for years, even before they joined Team Rocket. It was rare to see one without the other, even the twerps and Giovanni knew that. We've gone so far Now she was gone. James didn't even get to say a proper goodbye. He didn't
get to tell her how much she meant to him. He didn't get to tell her how much
he loved her. Meowth had brooded over the loss also, and even though he would
never admit it, James knew he was hurting. He too knew that the team would never
again be the same. James hung his head. The time has come He thought back to their fateful trip aboard the Saint Anne. He was about to tell her then, but the orange-haired twerp had butted in. He had tried again in the hot air balloon as they were sailing away from his parent's estate, but was interrupted when Meowth yelled out for them to come back for him. There were other times too, but more often than not, James just lost his nerve. Now he only wished that he could have had one more day with her to tell her he loved her. He knew she would do well as a higher ranking Rocket without him to slow her down. A tough, intelligent woman like Jessie would go far in an organization such as Team Rocket. Her strength was what gave him strength. Everything James lacked, she made up for, and vice-versa. She gave him a sense that they could achieve anything, reach any goal they set. Being without her was going to be like being without part of himself. You've helped me find Never before had James pictured life without Jessie, and even now he found it hard to accept. It was still sinking in. They seemed like the perfect team- Jessie, James and Meowth, Pokemon thief extrodinares. But even when they seemed to fail at stealing Pokemon, they excelled in friendship. It was going to be a tough road ahead. James wasn't sure if the Boss had chosen a new partner for him yet. He didn't want one, either- Jessie was the only partner for him. Two of a kind James snuggled down into his sleeping bag. He didn't have a watch on, but knew it was quite late. He closed his eyes, hoping to get some sleep. But that was easier said than done. There was just far too much on his mind for him to fall asleep. The time has come Hours passed. It was after midnight, but James was still wide awake. The sound of rain was usually enough to lull him to sleep, but not this time. He sighed, silently hoping that he would dream of his beloved. That seemed to be the only place he could be with her now. It was almost as if she had died. Somehow today… There was a soft knock on the door. Being the only one awake, James went to
answer it, whilst Meowth simply rolled over in his sleep. When he opened the
door, he came face to face with a young woman who was soaked from head to toe.
Her long, red hair hung loose and wet behind her, clinging to her face, and
she was forced to constantly blink raindrops out of her eyes- the eyes that
James knew all too well. THE END
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