AUTHOR'S NOTES: Hey! Sorry this has taken a few weeks, but I've just started my A levels and that's kept me so busy and I also have an acting job. SO a lot fo my free time has gone. But aslo, my friend died a couple of weeks ago...so I was out of it for a bit.
Anyway, I've finally got this chapter finished, I hope you enjoy it. NOt sure when the next one will be up, October half term MAYBE? It just depends on how much homework I get. Anyway, thank you all for the support and please leave a review! (:
Prepare for trouble
Chapter 4
The stabbing fingers of the night's cool embrace stirred Jessie awake and left her feeling empty. Her and James slept back to back in the sleeping bag - too afraid to get any closer, regardless of how cold the world was making them. Jessie let out a quick burst of shivers. She flipped her body around within the irritable fabric of the sleeping bag and was me with James' nose pressed against hers. He was still asleep. His warm breath trickled lightly from his mouth and swept across her features like the soothing touch of a lover.
She savoured the warmth of his unknowing self, yet not fully understanding why; maybe it was the calmed thrill of secrecy…or the simple fact that they were still wandering on uncharted territory. She turned around again, still feeling a heavy sense of emptiness, a sense that was pounding against her chest like a weight. It wasn't fear, nor was it sadness…it was almost…guilt.
She partially unzipped the sleeping bag and wriggled away from the embrace James' presence. She walked away from the campsite - not caring about the loudness of her travel; The moon was her only source of guidance, accompanied by the soft innocence of surrounding stars. As she manoeuvred smoothly through the timber city, something solid cracked across her forehead. Jessie cursed gruffly.
"Stupid branches."
She kept on moving at a slow but careless pace until she came to a cliff edge. She could hear the waves lapping against the stone, like two friends desperately trying to hold each other - but always failing. Jessie sat down on the grass and let her legs dangle above the water; she felt truly free for the first time - a sensation she had only before imagined, like she was a wild Pidgeot soaring above everyone else, its wings slashing through the air.
The wind curled itself around Jessie mall figure and embraced her with timidly - but with wild intentions…he heart was beating faster and for a short moment in time she could forget everything else and just feel the rustic touch of nature around her. She loved the feeling of knowing that there was nothing separating her from danger, it was a raw sensation that made her tingle and bit her lip with nervous joy. But it made her wonder slightly, why does she crave such an experience?
It's not like she had a lust for adventure, nor did she want to put herself in danger…she considered the fact that maybe it was for comfort, so she could truly feel something that was strong. She felt a peculiar sensation trickle down her spine like an insect - causing her to let out a slight shiver; she turned in sync with a proclaiming gust of wind. James was standing a few paces behind her - his body stiff and his eyes overflowing with concern.
"James?" She acknowledged.
"What are you doing out here, Jess?" He questioned as he moved closer. She swung her legs away from the cliff edge - her skirt rolling up her legs slightly. She hugged her knees and avoided looking at James' face.
"Just sitting." She murmured. James sat opposite her - half mimicking her position.
"But why?"
"I just felt like it." She shrugged.
"Really? You just felt like getting up in the middle of the night at sitting over a cliff edge…just so you could have a think?" He questioned, almost mocking her.
"Get off my back, James!" She hissed.
"Aw, come on, Jessie, you know I didn't mean it like that." He shuffled closer to her and studied her delicate features. She looked back briefly.
"I did it because I care about you." She blurted shyly.
"What? You came out here because you care about me?" James scratched his head.
"No. I told Jessiebelle what I told her because I care about you." She admitted. She was looking at James fully now and she scooted even closer to him.
"I'm still confused." He whimpered nervously. Jessie let a small smile break across her face and James eyes twinkled at her in response; he had always admired her beauty…secretly, of course.
"When Jessiebelle first starting talking about marriage naturally one of my first thoughts was to send you off and get al that lovely money of yours…-" She looked deeply into his colour eyes, but she could see them go dim with pain. "- But then I remembered everything tat Jessibelle put you through…I remember how terrified you were the first time, and I just couldn't bare to put you through that… -" James was silent, his eyes almost shivering. "- I made the decision that I did because I care about you James…I care about your happiness."
Their eyes locked together, and tears were threatening to spill from both of them. Jessie lay her head on his shoulder and was soon being cuddled by his arm; this wasn't an unusual situation for them, they hugged more often than not…but there was something about this hug, the emotion behind was so powerful and so full of truth and passion. Jessie felt safe within his arms, she felt like nothing else mattered, because it didn't; there was no Jessiebelle, no blasting away from a failed mission…there was nothing to worry about. At this point in time it was only them underneath the moonlight's soothing embrace. She felt warm in James' arms, like he was holding the very thing that was most precious to him. She clung to him tighter and shivered within the cool air.
"Cold?" He whispered to her. He felt her nod against his chest. "Do you want to go back?" They both wished that they could stay in this moment for the rest of the night, but the chills in the environment were becoming harsh.
The wind wanted them out of its domain, and it became to attack their bodies with violent gusts. The stood up together and ran back to the campsite giggling and entwining their fingers. They slowed and quietened as they returned to their sleeping bag, not wishing to wake James' stalker…until James accidentally kicked over their empty food cans and causing them to cartwheel loudly across the ground.
"Will you shut up!" Jessie laughed - almost falling into his arms.
"I didn't do it on purpose!" He explained, choking back giggles.
"Well, if you wake up the 'Queen of mean' over there, you'll have hell to pay!" He smirked at him. He batted her shoulder playfully.
"Okay, okay -" James laughed, "-Lets just try and get back to sleep." James bent down and was the first of them to crawl back into their single-sized sleeping bag; he scooted as far to the side as he could - leaving plenty of room for his partner.
But when Jessie finally entered the sleeping bag, she didn't lie as far away as possible, instead she cuddled into James and his arms held her in a warm embrace. His fingers curled through her thick, colour hair and she buried her face into the crook of his neck…they never really slept this close before and they weren't sure if they'd ever do it again…the only thing they were sure of is that they had never felt closer. James place a light kiss on the top of Jessie's head. She smiled.
"Goodnight, Jessie." He whispered. Slowly, they both began to stir away into the devious clinch of sleep, their minds rocking away into their own dizziness; and as the relaxation consumed them completely, the last thing they remembered was being in each others arms.
**!**
The crisp air of an early morning swooped through the trees like the freed feathers of a bird - swiftly awakening the sleeping Team…and their 'guest'. James wriggled gently away from Jessie body at sat up - rubbing his scruffy hair and yawning. He stretched his back awkwardly….hearing his spine crack in discomfort. He could see Meowth standing a few paces away from him - unmoving and facing outwards to the trees. He scratched his head again. He unskilfully tumbled out of the sleeping bag and walked confidently up to Meowth. He towered over the Pokemon.
"Meowth, what are you doing just standing there!" For a while there was no answer, just an eerie, still silence…not even nature made noises.
"Uh, Jimmy -" Meowth said shakily, "- You might wanna take a look at that" He added. Meowth raised his arm and pointed to the highest if trees; James' eyes followed and for a long while he could not decipher what it was that Meowth wanted him to look at…until he spotted a small yellow-ish creature hanging from the branches - surrounded but hundreds more of it's own kind. Kakuna. James swallowed a lump in his throat and froze next to Meowth. His heart was racing, not again! Because they both knew that wherever there were Kakuna, there were Beedrill.
"What should we do now, James?" Meowth whispered, barely moving his lips.
"I think we should leave, and pretty darn soon!" They heard light footsteps behind them and soon Jessie had joined there little duo; at first she said nothing, and simply stared at the pathetic pair with disbelief. She was almost astounded, feeling the time fleet around her.
"And what do you think you to are doing?! She laughed angrily.
"Be quiet will ya?!" Meowth hissed.
"Excuse me! Don't you dare-" He outburst was stopped by James' gloved hand grabbing her mouth forcefully, he eyes widened, but then narrowed again with anger.
"Jessie! Be quiet!….Look, over there!" He moved her head to look at the nesting Kakunas. Jessie eyes widened once more.
"Shall we just…leave? Throw our stuff into the balloon and -"
" - Yeah, I think that's a good idea." James interrupted. In sync, Team Rocket began to walk backwards, each step quicker than the last; they never turned around, instead their gaze remained focused on the Kakuna herd, as if the life depended on it….if kind of did! It was going well, they revered further and further into their campsite…they could sense that they were close to the balloon when suddenly Jessie crashed into the only other person who wasn't present with the Team. Jessiebelle cried out in disgust, jumped to her feet and threw herself and James.
"Oh, James! That little pest of a girlfriend just attacked me! Can't ya see how cruel she is?!" She squealed - hiding her true predatory nature. James furrowed his brown and look almost threateningly at her; he grabbed her wrists and pried her off of him.
"Jessiebelle, we haven't got time for your childless nonsense!" He snapped.
"James, that ain't no proper way to speak to a lady." She disciplined.
"Jessibelle we have to leave now!"
"What're you talkin' about, Sweetheart?"
"Erm, there's some Kakuna over 'dere and we don't want to be running into any Beedrill." Meowth explained. Jessiebelle laughed.
"Don't be so stupid, there aren't any Beedrill around here!"
"Where there are Kakuna there are Beedrill!" Meowth commented as Jessiebelle moved closer to the still Pokemon. Jessiebelle soon found herself by the closest Kakuna ad began to tickle the top of its head lightly.
"Honestly, are you three really afraid of something so harmless?! -" She laughed again, "- Why, I never heard of anythin' so stupid in all my life!" The trio began to back away again; Jessie grabbed all three sleeping bags and carelessly launched them into the balloon basket…slowly followed by her doing the same to her two partners. She climbed in afterwards.
That's when the violent buzzing arose. Jessiebelle turned in a ferocious panic to see several large Beedrill rise up form nowhere. She looked into their threatening eyes, she could sense their hostility. "Oh dear…" She murmured. But as she turned around Team Rocket had already launched their balloon and were floating down the path. He only choice was to run after them.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Really hope you enjoyed that, sorry if it was a bit rushed. Please review and let me know what you think...all comment welcome! xx
