(Chapter IV: The Help and the Nightmare)

"Domino."

"Domino?!"

"Domino has nice legs."

Cassidy and Butch lay on their backs on Cassidy's bed. They had decided to keep with the temptation from someone else of the opposite sex plan, but use it on James this time. Now they just had to think of whom to tempt him with. Cassidy shook her head.

"No, not Domino."

"Okay...Wendy."

"Hmm...Wendy would do it for sure. She hates Jessie almost as much as I do."

She paused and cursed.

"No, we can't use Wendy. Remember, the boss sent her to the communications in Africa."

"Oh yeah...wherever the heck that is," Butch remarked. "Well...why don't you do it?"

"No, no, no. If I do it, and James tells Jessie, then she'll get suspicious since you already tried to get her. Besides...ew."

Butch chuckled lightly.

"Okay, okay."

They were silent as they thought for a while. Butch moved his head to look over at his partner.

"Domino."

She scowled.

"No! Not Domino!"

"Why not? She has nice legs."

Cassidy sat up and frowned down at him.

"Domino's too young."

"So? Most guys like younger chicks."

"Yeah, but...she's an elite! She's not gonna want to try and seduce a white-rank field agent!"

Butch smirked up at her.

"True. But she'll do any mission as long as the boss has authorized it. So all we need to do is get the boss to sign something to allow us to get help from other agents."

Cassidy looked thoughtful.

"That might work. You really think she can get to James?"

"Sure. Guys like to get laid, after all. And knowing Jessie, I doubt he's getting anything."

Cassidy cut her eyes at him.

"Some girls have morals..."

"Exactly. That's why James is stupid to be with Jessie! Anyway, he's probably very sexually frustrated, so when Domino offers herself to him..."

"Okay, I get it," Cassidy cut him off.

She sighed.

"Fine then. I'll call the boss and talk to him about it."

"Trust me, this'll work. Domino is very persuasive..."

Cassidy looked at him with somewhat angry suspicion.

"Or so I hear," he quickly added, flashing her an innocent smile.

Mondo sat in the Team Rocket HQ Cafeteria, happily eating his lunch. He was very hyped up from the conservation he had with Jessie, James, and Meowth earlier as he was inspecting their meowth balloon that morning. He had been harboring a huge crush on Miss Jessie for some time now. He knew it wouldn't ever become more than that, since she was at least a few years older than he was and he was probably just admiring her smarts and her beauty. It was like having a crush on a teacher. Besides, he saw the way she smiles at her partner. And it was even easier to tell with James. He knew he didn't stand a chance. He was just waiting for the two of them to wise up. And now they finally had. They were a couple! They were in love! Mondo was so happy for them. They had been a little nervous when they first started talking to him; Mondo's crush on Miss Jessie was even more obvious than James' feelings. But they had nothing to worry about. Mondo was genuinely thrilled! And he promised not to tell the boss or any of the other agents. It was kind of hard, though. He was about burst with excitement! Like, Meowth, he was already envisioning their wedding and their children and how their home would like and where they would honeymoon and how they would...

"Mondo!"

Mondo's brown eyes snapped open to see Agent 009, Domino, sitting across from him. He blushed, embarrassed.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Domino!" he apologized. "I was just...thinking about things..."

She waved her hand, dismissively.

"Yeah, sure. Listen, Mondo...you know a lot about Agent Morgan, don't you?"

Mondo looked at her curiously.

"James—I mean, Agent Morgan? Yeah, sure I do. Why?"

"I need some information on him for...a...thing."

She seemed to grimace a little. Mondo blinked.

"Um, well, what do you need to know?"

"Just...doesn't matter, just tell me some basic information."

"Well...he's about 5'8 or 5'7...and his shoe size is..."

"No, no, no! Personal information!"

"Oh. He likes shiny things, like bottle caps. And food, especially donuts—jelly donuts. And he doesn't like tea or whips or um, scary things. He can be kind of silly and somewhat over-dramatic, like his partner...whom he's very...loyal to. And he's very protective of his and his partner's hair and appearance and clothes. And he does whatever she says...usually. And he can build robots and machines and he's very good with technology and food, but besides that he can be, well, pretty dense. And he's kind of naïve, too."

He paused a moment to think.

"Does that help?"

Domino was rubbing her temple and frowning. She was not a very happy elite.

"Damn my high-ranking status and loyalty to this stupid organization and it's rules..." she muttered.

"Huh?"

"Nothing. That'll do, Mondo."

She stood to leave, then paused.

"Thanks, I guess," she said quickly before leaving.

"Um, you're welcome..."

Meowth lay awake in bed, staring up at the ceiling. His eyes were wide and slightly frightened. It had been a long while since he'd had a nightmare...and he hadn't been expecting one. He and James had been in the Meowth balloon and Jessie was in some other hot air balloon. They were flying apart from each other, but they were trying to get to each other. Jessie and James reached out for each other desperately, but it was difficult with the balloons floating away. And then a Team Rocket helicopter flew up...and rocket agents starting shooting at them in order to keep them from reaching each other. He shuddered and moved on to his side. It had been so sad to watch...and confusing at the same time. Why would someone want them apart so badly? They were just...the perfect couple; they couldn't be kept apart... He looked up at the bed the two of them shared. They had fallen asleep in each other's arms. After a moment, James shifted in his sleep and rolled out of Jessie's grasp, his back now facing her. And after a while, she moved in her sleep too, so they were back to back with a big gap between them. Meowth closed his eyes and turned over. They couldn't be kept apart...could they?

End of chapter four.