TCYD, part 3
I'm so sorry for not posting part 3 and you're all probably ready to kill me because this isn't it. But, it's the best I can do right now… I'll explain more after this little segment from the very small notes I have on part 3.

-Ash's POV-

I moaned slightly as I regained conch ness again. This time, I felt no movement beneath me. But, It didn't feel like I was on the ground. Then, I felt someone's arms around me; I felt my head resting in something soft, and someone's cool hand on my forehead. I opened my eyes weakly, and looked around me.

Like before, the person holding me was Misty… I wished she did this on a regular bases… and occasionally she'd lean down and kiss me… and I would kiss her back…

"Look! Dah twoip's awake!" A distant but familiar voice called.

Was that…? Meowth.

"Shhh!!" Another voice called. I heard the sound of a mallet connecting with someone's head then the bushes near by rustled and I heard Meowth let out a yelp of pain.

"Shhh, Jessie, you're not helping!" A third voice said.

"Team rocket?" I said out loud.

"Meowth was right!" Jessie cried. "The kid is up!"

"Hey Twer… errrrrrrrrrrrrrrr… Ash… what happened to you anyway?" James asked me, coming out from his hiding place behind the bushes.

"I…I'm not sure." I confessed. "All I remember is pain… and cold… and Misty…"

"Aw, isn't that cute, the kid's in love." Jessie said a hint of a smile on her face.
I started to protest, but stopped. "…Actually, for once Jessie, I think… think… I think you're write…" She looked shocked.

"I guess that's the closest thing to a complement I'll ever get from you, huh kid?" She said.

I smiled and was about to continue when Misty, who'd been asleep this whole time jerked awake.

"Team rocket!" She cried.

[A/N
I'm so sorry for this being so short and all… it's just… well, my brother went and got himself hit by a car… He's in the hospital right now and well… the doctor's say he'll be fine, but he hasn't regained conch ness yet, so they're no way to tell if he's brain damaged or anything… Okay, you don't wanna hear about my depressing life, please review and say something nice or no, flame so I can have something to laugh at… I haven't laughed in days it seems… Jeez, there I go again, talking all depressed like…

Okay, I'm outta of ideas so if anyone would please give me some, or would like to finish the fic up themselves, I give you my permission.

Seeya, review if you want.
Kasumi