Disclaimer: Refer to parts 1 and 2 for details. Songs are"Toi et Moi" ("You and Me"), an original Japanese Pokemon song, and the Team Rocket theme song.

"The Return of Jessiebelle"

PART THREE

By: Kawaii Kasumi

James woke up two hours later with a splitting headache, in a huge bed, having no idea where he was. He tried to move his hands to sit up higher and rub his eyes, but realized that he couldn't because they were handcuffed to the bed!

"WAAAAH!!!!!!! Jessie! Jessie help me!" James yelled, twisting and turning, trying to free himself hopelessly. "Jessie! Jessie!! JESSIE!!!!! Please help me!!" James yelled as loud as he possibly could, but the only response he got was a small jewelry box falling off of the bedside table from him shaking the bed so much. His wrists started to hurt from pressing them against the handcuffs, and he realized that there was no possible way of him to free himself. He settled back into the large pillows and began to cry. "Who.....who couldv'e done this to me??" he sobbed. He lifted his knees up to his face to wipe his tears away, and realized that he was no longer wearing his tux, but wearing a white cotton terry bathrobe.Then he remembered the voice he had heard.....the one just before he was knocked out. It was a voice of pure ice...one that came from an extremely cold-hearted person with a southern accent. "No....it couldn't be....Jessiebelle!!!" James feared. His heart came to his throat. "No, no no no NO!!!!!!" James screamed as he had never screamed before. He didn't care if anyone was in the house, outside, or anywhere, he just wanted to be heard, desperately. After screaming for about an hour, James' throat was very raw, and he felt as if he had cried out just about every last tear from his eyes, he leaned back, still sobbing a little, and cried himself to sleep.

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20 minutes later......

James was having a very unusual, but very nice dream. He was walking down a tunnel alluminated by a beautiful light. It felt as if he had been walking for hours. Jessie's beautiful singing voice suddenly filled the tunnel.

"You know us as Team Rocket and we fight for what is wrong...."

James began to run. "Jessie! Jessie! Where are you?!" He called out.

"James! I'm right here! Keep going, keep going!" Jessie yelled. James ran faster, and Jessie suddenly appeared.

"Jessie!" James yelled, running up to her and throwing his arms around her. "Oh, Jessie....I was so scared.... Jessiebelle came and kidnapped me and...and...." James began sobbing again.

"It's alright, James. I'm here. Just kiss me and everything will be ok." James began to have slight doubts whether this was really Jessie....there was something different about her....about her hair and her voice. But he had to kiss her. He coudn't resist..... she pulled him in, and James gasped. She kissed him hard....and James didn't feel the overwhelming warmness and passion he always felt when he kissed Jessie. This was definintely not Jessie. James opened his eyes and discovered that he was being kissed by none other than Jessiebelle! He pulled away and began spitting wildly. Jessiebelle smiled.

"Jessiebelle! You BITCH!" yelled James, who began squirming like a worm on a hook again, trying to get free and kicking at Jessiebelle.

"James...you're finally mine! There is no way you're gettin' away." She stood up and pulled out her whip. "Now, stop tryin', or I'll make you stop." She said firmly, raising her whip threateningly. James stopped, and began to sob again.

"Why have you done this.....and where's Jessie?!" James demanded.

"Oh...I dun know...." Jessiebelle said, waving her hand as if she couldn't care less. "All I did was pick yew up and run away, and she tried chasin' me, but I was way too fast for that li'l bitch." Jessiebelle said, smiling.

"DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT JESSIE THAT WAY!!" James yelled, clenching his fists and grinding his teeth.

"What? Are you threat'nin me?" Jessiebelle said, sticking her whip in James' face. James gulped and hung his head.

"That's better. Now....let's get re-aquainted." said Jessiebelle, dropping her whip and sitting on the bed. She layed on top of James and draped her arms around him, gently kissing his neck. James could do nothing but lay there sobbing hopelessly. "How's life been with that Jessie of yours?" asked Jessiebelle as if they were just having a normal conversation. James wanted to say something like "What's it to you?" but he knew that if he used witty retorts like that, he'd just be punished ~ severely.

"Wonderful.....fabulous....never better." James sobbed.

"I can make your life better, James. I can give you anything and everything your precious li'l heart desires. If you just let me."

"No...." James said. "Never."

"Oh...I think you'll change your mind. When I'm finished with you, you'll be eati'n outta my hand."

"Hmmm...." James sighed nervously.

"We'll be togetha foreva." Jessiebelle crooned. "And when you're finally convinced that I will make the perfect wife, we'll be married."

The day I marry you, a Snorlax will fly. James thought, and wanted more than anything to say that. Jessiebelle turned on the T.V., and then went to make dinner for James. James wasn't even paying attention to the T.V. All he could think about was Jessie. He loved her so much, and this was the first time in his life that he had been separated from her. Jessie was his number one reason for living. She was the whole world to him, and he knew that they would go to the ends of the earth for her. He remembered all the good times they had together, and the bad ones. And even when bad things happened, they were always able to make good things out pf them somehow, because they had each other. But now that they were apart, James didn't know how they'd survive. He began to sing their song "Toi et Moi" to himself:

"Children jump around

kittens gaze at wonderous things

everyone laughs.

Tell me! Can you feel it or you can't?

Don't give up, turn around!

Close your eyes and tell me how you feel!

Give me something real!

Yes you can do it!
Love warrior! Fight for your love!

it was just a little game, but...
lying isn't a crime, but...
with such memories...
my heart aches.

Aspiration needs courage from somewhere
I helped you when you would have drowned.....

someone couldn't receive how much I believe in them
walking a long road, I may lose my way, and cry, but

it's not for anyone's sake, or anything...
I'm always battling with myself.

I can't go back from here
if I lose, I can't go!
we cannot return, let's embrace our fate completely!

a lonely story, I find myself alone
I dream of getting closer to you for a moment."

Jessiebelle came into the room with a bed tray of Soup and crackers. She put it down on the bed, and made a gesture to feed James. He closed his mouth and pulled away.

"Come on, you've gotta eat, darli'n." Jessiebelle said. James really didn't want to let her feed him, but he was really hungry. So he opened his mouth, an she began to feed him. It was admittedly good soup.

"Minestrone...." James said.

"Ya like it?" Jessiebelle asked.

"Yep....." said James blankly. He tried his best to pretend that it was Jessie was feeding him. Jessiebelle did look very much like Jessie, but it was too hard. James could still tell the difference from a mile away. He kept thinking about Jessie still, and wasn't paying any attention to Jessiebelle, while still eating the soup and crakcers. Jessiebelle put a cold glass of Clefairy Cola to his lips, which snapped him back into reality. When he looked at the bowl of soup, it was completely empty. I think of Jessie for one minute and look how much time goes by.....Jessie.....

"See? I knew you'd like it."

"Th-thank you...." James said after Jessiebelle wiped his mouth.

"You're quite welcome." Jessiebelle said, smiling. she seemingly has two personalities.... James thought. Hopefully this one will stay out.....

"Jessiebelle..........did my parents tell you to come back?" James asked.

"You're parents had nothin' to do with this." Jessiebelle said firmly. "I came back cause I missed you so much!" Said Jessiebelle, hugging him.

"Feh..." said James, trying to move away. So that's how it was for the ongoing days. James having to lay there and suffer Jessiebelle's torment. She let him up occasionally to use the restroom, take showers, and things like that, but she watched him do everything with surveilance cameras. He hated it more than anything, especially when he was showering, with Jessiebelle sitting there in the other room. with hearts in her eyes, staring at him.

Jessiebelle has hearts in her eyes, and I have tears. thought James. What did I do to deserve such torment? I want Jessie!! That's pretty much what James thought to himself all the time. Whenever he mentioned Jessie, Jessiebelle would put a gag on his mouth for almost the rest of the day unitl he had to eat. If he said anything offensive, tried to escape, got mad at her, or pretty much did anything besides pretend that he loved her, she would whip him. James had a lot of big marks and scratches on his back from being whipped. She'd usually give him about ten lashes,and she'd always make him count the each one out loud, and if he lost count, she'd start over. Sometimes, James' back hurt so badly that Jessiebelle would have enough sympathy to not put the handcuffs back on him, and let him lay on his stomach. James was suprised to be surviving. But he just kept thinking of Jessie, and how much he loved her, an that's what kept him going. He was especially kept alive by the fact that Jessie would come to his rescue......hopefully.

TO BE CONTINUED......