Part 2
James could hardly drag himself over to Jessie. His leg was bleeding and a splitting pain went through his side, but seeing Jessie lying on the ground was enough inducement for him to ignore the pain and drag himself over to her. The explosion caused major destruction and this time Team Rocket wasn't lucky enough to blast away. This time they were trapped and injured, and James couldn't see Meowth or the twerps.
"Jessie? Jess?" he lifted her head a bit and she weakly opened her eyes.
"What...?"
"Togepi caused a real major explosion. Are you ok?"
"My body aches..." She tried to get up, but couldn't.
"Don't move, Jessie, you might have broken something. How are you
feeling?"
"My back hurts... am I in a bad shape?"
"You'll be fine, Jess, don't worry", He tried to comfort her, even though he wasn't so sure what will happen next.
Jessie looked into James' eyes and whispered weakly: "Meowth... help Meowth..."
"I don't know where he is."
She weakly raised her hands to show him where Meowth was lying, and
when he looked at that direction, he knew that things are getting worse.
Meowth was lying unconsciously under a big pile of rocks, and when James dragged himself over to him and tried to get him out, he couldn't pull him out from under the rocks.
"Is he alive?" Jessie asked, afraid to hear the answer.
"Yeah, he's alive, but I can't pull him out from under the rocks without hurting him and myself, what am I going to do?"
Jessie turned her head and looked at James. "There's only one way to keep him safe until help arrives. Put him in a Pokeball."
"A Pokeball? Meowth? He won't like it.. he will kill us when he gets better..."
"James, if you don't do it, he might not get better."
"Jessie, he had never been in a Pokeball in his life. Do you really think it's a good idea to lock him inside one now?"
"You're not locking him. You're keeping him inside it until the help arrives."
James pulled out an empty Pokeball from out of his belt and looked at Meowth. "Sorry, pal..." He whispered, opened the Pokeball and a red light pulled Meowth inside of it. James held the little Pokeball and looked at it, and that made him feel weird. He very rarely thought of Meowth as an actual Pokemon.
"You did the right thing. He'll understand." Jessie whispered weakly. James came closer to her, and painfully sat beside her. He lifted her head slowly and put it in his lap.
"Jessie, what happened to Arbok?"
"I called him into the Pokeball in time. I think it's ok."
James suddenly noticed that Jessie's back was bleeding.
"Oh, no, you're bleeding..."
"You're bleeding too", she answered and he noticed that his leg wasn't in a very good condition. He looked down at Jessie's face and saw that she was closing her eyes.
"No, don't fall asleep. You must stay awake!"
She opened her eyes slowly. They were filled with tears. "I'm so tired, James, and my body aches..."
"I know, Jess... I know... but you can't fall asleep now. Don't close your eyes."
"I feel really weak", tears fell out of her eyes and wet her chicks.
"Jessie, come on, talk to me, don't think of that."
"Talk to you?"
"Yeah, lets plan a way to get even with those brats for exploding us, after we get out of here."
"Maybe they're dead."
Her words came as a complete shock to him and he didn't answer. The twerps? Dead? Sure, they weren't his favorite persons on earth, but it'll be really weird if they are gone.
"I don't want to talk about the twerps now anyway", She said when she saw the expression on his face.
He looked at her and felt completely helpless. He couldn't drag himself long enough to get help, and he didn't want to leave Jessie. He couldn't bring her to any hospital, because he was too afraid that moving her might cause more damage. And in his pocket- a Pokeball- his Pokemon-friend Meowth, and he couldn't help him either.
Jessie started to close her eyes again intermittently.
"Jessie, no... stay awake, please..."
"I can't, James, I feel so weak", she sniffed, "I'm hurt real bad. I don't think I can make it."
"Don't say it! You'll make it, just don't close your eyes."
A few more tears fell down from her eyes, and James wiped them away. If she dies now, she would probably go thinking he hated her. He said some nasty stuff to her that day...
"Jessie...? I'm sorry... for that thing I said about your hair. I think it's nice."
She smiled. "Thanks, James. And I'm sorry for saying that you're a wimp and a spoiled rich boy."
"That's ok, Jess." He smiled back at her, "I'm also sorry for saying those stuff about you loving only yourself."
She smiled and looked into his eyes. "I am not in love *only* in myself", she
said, and didn't explain exactly what she meant by that.
"Don't get me wrong", she said, "I *do* think you're a spoiled rich boy, I just shouldn't have said it to your face", she smiled.
"Thanks a lot , Jess!" He laughed, but laughing made his side hurt, and his face twitched in pain.
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm fine... a bit injured..."
She gave him a worried look, and then took his hand and squeezed it. She was obviously in a lot of pain and her eyes started to shut down again.
"Jessie... come on... stay awake, please!"
She didn't open her eyes for a longer time this time, and he really panicked. He tapped on her chick and when she finally opened her eyes, she noticed that he was crying.
"James, I'm sorry... I am so tired... " Her eyes shut again.
"Jessie, Jessie, wake up, Jess.... please wake up..." He slapped her face gently so that she'll open her eyes, but she didn't.
"Jessie... don't leave me, please open your eyes..."
A splitting pain caught his side, a very serious one this time. He felt like he was going to go unconscious, and he tried to wake Jessie up one more time, but she didn't woke up. Suddenly, he heard a voice from behind him.
"They're over here ! Team Rocket's here!"
James raised his head and saw Brock standing and weaving his hands. Four men ran over to them and put James on a stretcher.
"Jessie... help Jessie..."
"They'll take care of her, James, don't worry", Brock said.
"Is she going to be ok?"
"We'll do the best we can", said one of the men, who was probably a paramedic.
They were about to take him into an ambulance, when he suddenly remembered of something. He pulled out a Pokeball.
"Please Take this Pokemon to the Pokemon-center as quickly as possible. It's injured real bad."
Another man took the Pokeball. "We'll get it there as soon as possible."
And then James went unconscious.
James could hardly drag himself over to Jessie. His leg was bleeding and a splitting pain went through his side, but seeing Jessie lying on the ground was enough inducement for him to ignore the pain and drag himself over to her. The explosion caused major destruction and this time Team Rocket wasn't lucky enough to blast away. This time they were trapped and injured, and James couldn't see Meowth or the twerps.
"Jessie? Jess?" he lifted her head a bit and she weakly opened her eyes.
"What...?"
"Togepi caused a real major explosion. Are you ok?"
"My body aches..." She tried to get up, but couldn't.
"Don't move, Jessie, you might have broken something. How are you
feeling?"
"My back hurts... am I in a bad shape?"
"You'll be fine, Jess, don't worry", He tried to comfort her, even though he wasn't so sure what will happen next.
Jessie looked into James' eyes and whispered weakly: "Meowth... help Meowth..."
"I don't know where he is."
She weakly raised her hands to show him where Meowth was lying, and
when he looked at that direction, he knew that things are getting worse.
Meowth was lying unconsciously under a big pile of rocks, and when James dragged himself over to him and tried to get him out, he couldn't pull him out from under the rocks.
"Is he alive?" Jessie asked, afraid to hear the answer.
"Yeah, he's alive, but I can't pull him out from under the rocks without hurting him and myself, what am I going to do?"
Jessie turned her head and looked at James. "There's only one way to keep him safe until help arrives. Put him in a Pokeball."
"A Pokeball? Meowth? He won't like it.. he will kill us when he gets better..."
"James, if you don't do it, he might not get better."
"Jessie, he had never been in a Pokeball in his life. Do you really think it's a good idea to lock him inside one now?"
"You're not locking him. You're keeping him inside it until the help arrives."
James pulled out an empty Pokeball from out of his belt and looked at Meowth. "Sorry, pal..." He whispered, opened the Pokeball and a red light pulled Meowth inside of it. James held the little Pokeball and looked at it, and that made him feel weird. He very rarely thought of Meowth as an actual Pokemon.
"You did the right thing. He'll understand." Jessie whispered weakly. James came closer to her, and painfully sat beside her. He lifted her head slowly and put it in his lap.
"Jessie, what happened to Arbok?"
"I called him into the Pokeball in time. I think it's ok."
James suddenly noticed that Jessie's back was bleeding.
"Oh, no, you're bleeding..."
"You're bleeding too", she answered and he noticed that his leg wasn't in a very good condition. He looked down at Jessie's face and saw that she was closing her eyes.
"No, don't fall asleep. You must stay awake!"
She opened her eyes slowly. They were filled with tears. "I'm so tired, James, and my body aches..."
"I know, Jess... I know... but you can't fall asleep now. Don't close your eyes."
"I feel really weak", tears fell out of her eyes and wet her chicks.
"Jessie, come on, talk to me, don't think of that."
"Talk to you?"
"Yeah, lets plan a way to get even with those brats for exploding us, after we get out of here."
"Maybe they're dead."
Her words came as a complete shock to him and he didn't answer. The twerps? Dead? Sure, they weren't his favorite persons on earth, but it'll be really weird if they are gone.
"I don't want to talk about the twerps now anyway", She said when she saw the expression on his face.
He looked at her and felt completely helpless. He couldn't drag himself long enough to get help, and he didn't want to leave Jessie. He couldn't bring her to any hospital, because he was too afraid that moving her might cause more damage. And in his pocket- a Pokeball- his Pokemon-friend Meowth, and he couldn't help him either.
Jessie started to close her eyes again intermittently.
"Jessie, no... stay awake, please..."
"I can't, James, I feel so weak", she sniffed, "I'm hurt real bad. I don't think I can make it."
"Don't say it! You'll make it, just don't close your eyes."
A few more tears fell down from her eyes, and James wiped them away. If she dies now, she would probably go thinking he hated her. He said some nasty stuff to her that day...
"Jessie...? I'm sorry... for that thing I said about your hair. I think it's nice."
She smiled. "Thanks, James. And I'm sorry for saying that you're a wimp and a spoiled rich boy."
"That's ok, Jess." He smiled back at her, "I'm also sorry for saying those stuff about you loving only yourself."
She smiled and looked into his eyes. "I am not in love *only* in myself", she
said, and didn't explain exactly what she meant by that.
"Don't get me wrong", she said, "I *do* think you're a spoiled rich boy, I just shouldn't have said it to your face", she smiled.
"Thanks a lot , Jess!" He laughed, but laughing made his side hurt, and his face twitched in pain.
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm fine... a bit injured..."
She gave him a worried look, and then took his hand and squeezed it. She was obviously in a lot of pain and her eyes started to shut down again.
"Jessie... come on... stay awake, please!"
She didn't open her eyes for a longer time this time, and he really panicked. He tapped on her chick and when she finally opened her eyes, she noticed that he was crying.
"James, I'm sorry... I am so tired... " Her eyes shut again.
"Jessie, Jessie, wake up, Jess.... please wake up..." He slapped her face gently so that she'll open her eyes, but she didn't.
"Jessie... don't leave me, please open your eyes..."
A splitting pain caught his side, a very serious one this time. He felt like he was going to go unconscious, and he tried to wake Jessie up one more time, but she didn't woke up. Suddenly, he heard a voice from behind him.
"They're over here ! Team Rocket's here!"
James raised his head and saw Brock standing and weaving his hands. Four men ran over to them and put James on a stretcher.
"Jessie... help Jessie..."
"They'll take care of her, James, don't worry", Brock said.
"Is she going to be ok?"
"We'll do the best we can", said one of the men, who was probably a paramedic.
They were about to take him into an ambulance, when he suddenly remembered of something. He pulled out a Pokeball.
"Please Take this Pokemon to the Pokemon-center as quickly as possible. It's injured real bad."
Another man took the Pokeball. "We'll get it there as soon as possible."
And then James went unconscious.