The Notebook

Nurse Carol was tired of picking up the messes that the doctors made. She was a nurse for heaven sakes, but she felt more like a janitor the way things were going. She walked into the trauma room and put her gloves on. They had to keep everything sanitary in the hospital, including her hands. Carol looked around slowly this is going to be a tough one, she thought as she saw all of the trash and dirty tools around.

She turned her attention to the stretcher, and gasped as she realized a body was still laying on it. Great, she thought, somebody forgot to call in the morgue. But, as she looked closer at the body now lying there, she realized it was still bloody and they must have expected her to clean it up. "It" the person lying there was no longer alive, so how could I refer to it as a person anymore, Carol thought.

She sighed and got out a wash cloth. She went over to the sink to wet it and walked over to the body. Carol looked at the person lying there and slowly wiped off the blood on him. Yes, it was a boy, and the more she wiped away the blood, the more real he became.

" I wonder what his name is," Carol thought aloud. " I mean was."

The boy had soft blue hair, despite the dried blood in it. After much scrubbing and hard work, she had finished, and she began to wonder whether or not she was supposed to clean up the dead, the guys from the morgue must have more to do with there jobs, then hauling out the bodies. Well, it's too late now. Carol looked down at the teen's hand, what is this? She asked herself. She took it out, and found that it was a notepad. She looked at it closer, examining what was written on it.

" Oh," she muttered, these were the boy's final farewells to those that he loved.

Hearing a whimper Carol looked up to see a teenage girl, who was probably the same age as the boy. The young girl had long red hair, and she wore... a Team Rocket uniform!?! Without warning, the girl broke down into tears; she was down on her knees her face in her hands.

Carol slowly walked over to the girl, put a comforting hand on her shoulder and gave her the notebook. There, my job is done, she thought, but she had been touched by this case more then she will ever know.

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Jessie sat there crying the notebook lay next to her. She hadn't bothered looking at it.

" What did I do to deserve this?!?" She screamed and she felt another hand on her shoulder, if that nurse has come back I'll sock her! She thought needing something violent to do to conceal her emotions. But, she looked up from her hands and saw Meowth there, tears in his eyes slowly beginning to drop. Then the two embraced, they were all each other had left, and they never wanted another loss, especially not like this.

Jessie looked down at the ground now, and saw the notebook again. She released Meowth, who went to go cry in a corner. Slowly, she picked up the notebook, her tears still flowing freely down her cheeks. She saw that it had something written on it, which looked like notes.

" Oh my God," Jessie exclaimed. " This... this... James wrote these,"

Jessie looked at the one that had her name on it, ignoring the other three. She read and began crying loudly.

Jessie I've longed forever to tell you how I feel, and now is that time. I love you, I've loved you since the day we met I just didn't have the courage to tell you, and now as I lie here dying I want you to know that I'll always love you. I'll always be with you, when you feel that you're all alone in the world I will be with you more then ever. Though my body may die my love for you will always go on,

" God James, I've always loved you too," Jessie whispered, she got up and walked over to where James was lying. Still crying, always crying the tears never seemed to stop. She looked down at him and closed her eyes.

" James, I love you!" Jessie said to the lifeless body before her.

" Do you hear me? I said I love you! I love you James, I love you!" Jessie was now shouting and crying. There was anger in her voice. " You weren't supposed to leave me! You were supposed to be with me, we were supposed to be together.."

Shaking, Jessie grabbed the limb body with her two hands. " Are you listening to me? I need you James! I need you..." She wailed loudly and fell to the floor, Meowth rushed over to her.

" Jess, it'll be all right." Meowth tried to comfort her, but his words meant nothing to Jessie now.

" No! It's not all right, he's gone and nothing will be all right until I'm with him!" Jessie screeched, by now several people had rushed to the door of the room thinking that there was a fight going on. Jessie ran past them all and just continued to run not wanting to stop.
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Misty, Brock, and Ash sat there stunned; Misty and Ash had just finished telling what had happened. Misty told them what happened when she left and Ash told them what had happened during the accident. Now, the truth about the entire past year had finally been revealed.

All three of them wanted to avoid saying the mean comments that were going through their head. Ash wished he hadn't told Misty about the crash, and wished he hadn't blamed everyone but Misty for the cause of her disappearance. I should've known that was what had happened, that Misty had wanted to go, Ash thought as he stared at the ground. Misty was just sitting there looking at the plain white wall in front of her, tears in her eyes.

" Uh, I better get Pikachu." Ash said suddenly. Brock and him had left Pikachu back at their hotel room to watch over the bags while they searched for Misty. " I'll see you when I come back." With that Ash walked out of the room, closing the door with a soft thud.

Misty looked at Brock. " Can you do me a favor? Can you find out what happened to James, I...I want to see him." Misty said softly.

Misty wasn't going to give up hope that James was still alive. So what if Ash thought he had a very small chance of survival, James was a Rocket they can survive through anything.

" Yeah, sure I'll go, and I'll be back as soon as I can with the news." Brock reassured her and he also walked out.

Misty turned her attention to the closed windows. Damn it, if only they were open I'd have something to look at in this dull, hopeless room.
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Brock walked out of the room and went down a ways, and soon had a head on collision with Jessie, who was still running. Both of them fell down on the ground. Brock stood up abruptly. He looked down at Jessie, she stayed on the ground her head resting on her knees, she was crying. Brock knew then what had happened. Slowly, he reached down to help her up.

Jessie looked at him and took his hand slowly. Brock blushed a little; not knowing what he could do to help her through her time of sorrow. He quietly put a hand around her shoulder to comfort her, even though she was much taller than he was and he had to reach up. Feeling human contact made Jessie fall into his arms, much to the surprise of Brock. She needed a person to tell her it would be all right, she needed someone who was at least almost her size to reassure her, and hold her.

Brock didn't know what else to do so he just let her cry on his shoulder. Slowly, Jessie stood up straight and swallowed. Brock took her hand, and led her with him to Misty's room.

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Meowth had thought it best to leave Jessie to her sorrow for now, and had got up on a stool next to where James' body still lay. He put his paw down on the cold lifeless hand and he bowed his head.

" Goodbye James, I'm gonna miss ya." He said softly. After several minutes standing next to James, Meowth turned his attention to the ground to find a way off of the stool, and noticed a notebook.

Hmmm, didn't I see Jessie wit dis? He thought as he slowly went over to it and picked it up. Meowth let out a sudden gasp as he realized what it was, and read the note that was for him.

Meowth you are a great friend, better then I could ever ask for. Please take care of Jessie for me. You were always the top cat in my eyes.

Meowth cried at the note, and looked up to James, " Don't worry I'll make sure ta take good care of Jess, you can count on it."

Meowth noticed the other names on the notebook and sniffed, I better bring their notea to 'em, James would obviously want them to have it. Though, I'm not sure why, they're just twerps, Meowth thought angrily, as he walked out of the room.
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Misty watched as to her surprise, a Meowth walked into her room with a notebook carried under his arm. She looked at him; his face hid all emotions from her. God, that's no help, Misty thought desperately awaiting Meowth to speak.

However, the Meowth never opened his mouth, he walked over to Misty and laid the notebook on her lap. He looked at her wistfully, and slowly turned to walk out the door. When the door shut behind him, Misty picked up the notebook, wondering why on earth Meowth had given it to her.

Before Misty had a chance to read what it said, she was disturbed by more visitors, and became very surprised when she saw Jessie holding onto Brock, looking terrible. Her hair was frizzy and her eyes were pink, from crying? No, please don't tell me-

Jessie took a seat by the window and turned her attention to the ground. It seems like a lot of people had been finding the ground very entertaining lately. Brock's face was very solemn as he spoke.

" Misty, I'm afraid, that James has passed on." Brock began shakily.

Tears welled in Misty's eyes and she began crying hard." No, it's not true! He's alive, I know it!" Misty shouted going through denial.

" I'm sorry, but...he's gone. I saw him myself." Jessie whimpered through tears.

"No." Misty continued to cry. Why did that have to happen to James? He wasn't that bad of a guy. Soon, she felt someone's arms holding her, but she didn't bother to find out who it was. When the other person released their grip, Misty lifted her head to see Jessie, and was sad for her.

" He loved you so much." Misty whispered.

" I know......" Jessie replied, " I.. I loved him too!"

This made them both wail loudly, while poor Brock; still clueless as to what to do just stood there. After a very long time of crying and comforting each other, their tears subsided, and Jessie went over to the window. She opened the blinds. Misty smiled a little, finally, she thought.

Jessie looked at Brock, the sadness in her eyes was still very clear.
" Could, Could you walk me to my hotel room? I mean if it's not to much trouble." She wanted to feel safe, and walking back with only a Meowth, wouldn't help her.

Brock looked at her confused at first, but then he understood and grabbed his coat. " Yeah sure I could." He replied, and both Jessie and him walked out.

Misty was about to cry some more when she noticed the notebook, and lifted it up. She read slowly and when she was finished she read it again, the words confusing her, but also in some ways comforting her too.

Misty, I'm sorry, that I did this to you. I know it was my fault. I didn't know I'd hurt anyone when I left. You're a great friend, please try and understand Jessie like you understood me. I'll miss you,

Why did he think it was his fault? Misty looked outside through her window trying to keep back the tears that continued to fill up her eyes. Soon, her attention was changed to the door where she saw Ash walk in with Pikachu at his side. Ash looked at her and saw that she had been crying.

" Misty...What's..." Ash began, but Misty slowly put two fingers over his mouth to silence him, and handed him the notebook, returning her gaze to the window. Ash read his

Ash, I'm sorry I tried to steel your pikachu and I'm sorry for any pain I caused you.

Misty sat and looked out the window, she looked at a faint blue and white star, and smiled a small teardrop rolled down her cheek,

" I'm going to miss you too James."

The End

Ok, so this was my second fan fiction story, how do you like it? I don't think it was as good as the first one, but what do you think? Also, I'm wondering if anyone is interested in finding out what kind of adventures James and Misty went through during the year that they were gone. If you want more of this story or you think I should move on and write an entirely different one tell me in the reviews!