Jessie tip-toed quietly across the small room she shared with her teammates in the training headquarters, taking extra care to be silent as she went. She was only wearing her socks because she did not want to wake up Meowth, the cat was finally sleeping through the night. Very unlike Jessie, she still couldn't stay asleep; dreams of the waterfall were keeping her up most nights. It had been four weeks since they had saved James and he was doing fine. She sighed quietly as she pulled the door open and then slipped into the hallway.

She was on her way to visit James in his hospital room as he was still laid up in there. That was other reason she couldn't sleep and she was frustrated with herself. How could she allow herself to worry this much over him? To let it go the point that she wasn't sleeping and half eating, spending her days in a fog of concern, like wasn't like her at all. Why was he so different from all the other partners she had ever had? She couldn't help it, her mind just kept going over and over the last thing he had said to her at the waterfall, that the three of them made a "perfect team". She had never even made a decent team with anyone.

"Damn it James," she muttered softly as she made her way through the dark hallways.

Jessie had made the journey so many times over the last few weeks that she was there in no time. She pushed the door opened and walked calmly inside. There was James, lying in the bed almost exactly the way he had left him the night before. They had stayed up late just talking, about nothing really but it was nice all the same. He was sleeping soundly tonight, disappointing her somewhat but she walked over to his bedside anyway.

The Doctor's here were complete fools, imbeciles parading around in white coats flashing expensive pieces of paper proclaiming themselves to be healers. Even with her minimal nurse's training, Jessie knew there was no reason for James' entire head to still be wrapped completely in bandages. The gash he had gotten on his head had long since healed, no thanks to them. Jessie had been the one who had taken care of that, cleaning it and even the putting in and the removal of the staples he had needed. The brainless morons had even screwed up on healing his broken bones.

Against her advice, the Doctor's had tried to use the same technology used to heal pokemon after battle on him. It wasn't made for humans and it managed to fuse his bones back together but it had made them extremely brittle. James told her the pain had been worse than when he actually broke them, so much so that he had passed out during the procedure. They were so brittle now that one false move could snap them again. That was why he was still lying in the hospital bed, unable to join the team until he was fully healed.

As she had done every night before, Jessie began unwrapping his head gently, she wasn't going to talk to a mummy. She tossed the useless material and stared at him. The cuts and bruises that had been on his face had healed as well, they hadn't even left scars. He'd be thankful of that, she thought as she grabbed a chair and placed it next to his bed on the left side. Settling herself into the chair, she brought her knees up to her chest. She reached over and grabbed his hand. Jessie rubbed his fingers lightly and swallowed hard.

"Well James, tomorrow is the big night, Meowth and I are going to steal the Red Snorlax as the final Team Rocket training test." She said quietly. He let out a light snore, almost in acknowledgment.

Jessie was actually very nervous about tomorrow and it wasn't helping that Meowth was worried too. They were going up against Cassidy and that other guy, Buford or something like that. They were quite a pair together but that Cassidy on her own was something else. Jessie thought of herself as being particularly evil but this girl took being evil up a few notches. Jessie honestly secretly admired Cassidy for this but she would never let anyone know about that. She just shook her head trying to clear her thoughts and wrapped her hand completely around James'.

"Viper told us that if just one us is successful the entire team passes the test," She almost whispered to him. She didn't want just her and Meowth to do it, she wanted James there with them. She suddenly laughed.

"Figures that when I actually want a partner, one would literally slip though my fingers." She chucked softly. Jessie thought she saw his eyes flicker open at this for a second, but they remained fully closed.

She sat there for a while longer just watching him sleep, wondering what his dreams could be bringing him. He looked so peaceful, the way his lavender hair just slightly framed his face, almost looked like he didn't and would never have a care in the world. Jessie envied him a little in this moment; her mind was so burdened by what was going on around her. Just one more reason he should have gone across that rope bridge first, that list was getting fairly long.

When she finally noticed the sun beginning to come up beyond the mountains through the window, she decided it was time to head back to her room. Jessie stood up and gave his hand a little squeeze and walked over to the door.

"I'll do my best for you James, to be the greatest team in Team Rocket history." She whispered over her shoulder while walking out to the hallway.

James heard the door click closed and fully opened his eyes. He smiled as he watched the sun creep into his room, much like Jessie had done during the night to watch him sleep.

"Don't worry Jessie, I told you I'd never let you down," he said stretching his right arm up toward the ceiling.