3 months later...

James and Meowth had continued working for Team Rocket, however, they were trailing a different bunch of twerps. James and his new partner, Carol, had decided to become romantically involved.

Jessie had taken James' advice and had been going to see Maya on a regular basis.

"I just don't know what came over me, doctor. It was like some kind of evil presence that took over my body whenever opportunity arose. What do you think it was?"

"Well Jessie, to tell you the truth, I've never heard of a case like this before, so I'll do my best to come up with an explination. I think it may be that your fear of rejection was too overpowering and since you didn't get what you wanted, your brain just exploded and you felt like you would do anything to get your way."

"Hmm. You may be onto something there, doctor. Thankyou for sharing your views."

"And thankyou for paying 45 dollars an hour to hear them."

They both laughed as Jessie took the hint that their time was up, "Same time next week?" Jessie asked.

"I'll be right here waiting," she replied.

Jessie turned towards the door and walked out. She paid the 45 dollars and left the facility. 'I'm suddenly feeling a change in myself...' she thought.

The next morning, she awoke to the sound of her alarm clock. It had been set for 8:30am.

"Ah..." she moaned, "time for another pointless day of work!"

She looked at her sleeping partner who was lying peacefully on the sofa, "WAKE UP, JAMES...I mean, CANE! It's time to go catch that Pikachu!"

"Ah, put a sock in it, ya old bag!" he growled.

"HOW DARE YOU CALL ME THAT!" she screamed.

"Why don't we just sleep in today? We're not gonna catch the Pikachu anyway, Jessica."

"DON'T CALL ME JESSICA!"

"Sorry...bitch," he smiled to himself.

Jessie absolutely despised him (mainly because he was abusive towards her). At times like this, she'd think about James. She hadn't seen him for months. She got very depressed when thinking about how much she missed him and wished that she had been able to control her actions. A tear fell down her cheek as she ran into the bathroom.

'Haha, now I can get some sleep,' Cane thought as he dozed off into the land of nod.

"Oh, James! I miss you so much. I'm sorry for what I did to you. Will I ever see you again..?" Jessie sobbed while observing a photo of her former partner. She was very upset about him but she reminded herself about the upcoming 'Annual Team Rocket Party' and how he's bound to go to it. She longed for the day, because she planned to apologise and beg James for forgiveness.

The party was only three weeks away. She had a beautiful sparkling purple gown ready and shoes to match. 'This dress is perfect for winning James back,' she thought, 'if it doesn't, then I don't know what will...'

Meanwhile, in another part of the region...

"Oh, James, honey, isn't this dress just amazing? I think it's the best one so far."

"That's what you said about the last hundred dresses. Can't we go now?"

"Oh no, dear, we've still got ten more shops to search through."

"Well I'm tired and I wanna go to bed."

"James! There'll be plenty of time for that later, but for now, lets go to that shop over there!"

"It looks very expensive!"

"You can't judge things by the way they look! Now let's go inside..."

"What a rip off! Fifty dollars for a hair tie? Come-on James, we're going over there!"

"Awww..."

Three weeks later...

It was the night. THE night. The night that Jessie would renew her friendship with James and beg for him to take her back. She was so excited.

"Come-on, Jessica! How long does it take to put on a dress?" Cane yelled, furiously. "

Shut up! My name is JESSIE!!!" she screamed.

"If you're not out of there in ten minutes, I'm gonna knock the door down and carry you to the party whether you're dressed or not!"

"Why don't you just go? I'll come when I'm ready!"

"I'm not showing up to a party alone! Hurry up and get out of the bathroom!"

Jessie was trying to beautify herself up to impress James. Everything was done to perfection. Make-up, scent, etc. But she knew that if she wasn't ready soon, she would recieve a black eye.

The bathroom door finally opened and she was grabbed by the arm straight away. Cane dragged her all the way to the party, "Let go of me, you're making my arm sore! Arrgh!"

She stopped and snatched her arm away, but soon found herself being lifted over his shoulders, "Put me down! Put me down!"

He carried her all the way to the party, but set her on the floor before entering. They walked in together, arm-in-arm (as it was very formal). Jessie immediately scanned the room for any sign of James. She couldn't see him anywhere. Cane was off to the bar to grab a drink and chat up a lone woman.

About an hour into the party, Jessie was sitting depressed and alone at the bar, guzzling down her third glass of wine. She thought it doubtful that James was going to show, until the door opened and in he came, kissing an orange-haired woman who was wearing the same dress as Jessie, only hers was green. Jessie looked up at them and the world came crashing down on her. She knew that she didn't stand a chance now and didn't see the point of even trying to win him back, even as a friend.

Jessie gulped down a forth glass of wine and then attempted to get up and walk over to Cane, who was now dancing with the woman he was talking to earlier, "I wanna go now!" she whinned.

"Get lost, Jessica, I'm just getting started," he said, smiling at the woman.

She grabbed his arm and attempted to drag him away, but he slapped it down and she fell. A crowd gathered around them while they started to argue, "WE'RE NOT GOING HOME UNTIL I SAY SO, UNDERSTAND?"

"I'll walk home by myself, then!"

"Alone? In the dark? With all the muggers and murderers that are out there? I think not!"

"I'm sure none of them could possibly be half as bad as you!" she mumbled.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing..."

WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

"I SAID I'M SURE NONE OF COULD POSSIBLY BE HALF AS BAD AS YOU!"

"Oh that's it, Jessica, that's the final straw! I've had enough of you," he said, making a fist.

PUNCH