Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon. I also do not own "Roulette" which is by System of a Down.

Author Note: Three chapters in three days? Go me! I left this chapter (much like the others) on a kind of cliffhanger. I really hope that I will get a chance to finish it by the end of this week. I hate cliffhangers and I know that leaving this chapter the way I did isn't nice. I even hate myself for it.. haha. Anyway. I used the song "Roulette" by System of a Down for this one. I'm not quite sure that it even fits but I think it does. Oh and the name of the place I make Jessie and James meet at, I just made it up. If there really is a place by that name, I didn't know it! There's definitely no place that I know of around here by that name. Anyhow. That's all for now, I think. Read and review if you wish.

James walked down the street slowly. He wasn't sure why he was going to meet a mysterious person who had left him a message but he figured it might be worth it. This person seemed very determined to see him.

James walked through the door of his home, extremely tired. He wanted to get something to eat and then he wanted to go to bed. He didn't even care what time it was, work was hard that day.

"Here's a message that was left for 'ya." James looked down at Meowth as he handed a piece of paper to him.

"What is it?" James asked.

"How should I know? All I know was it was left for 'ya." Meowth said.

James nodded, turning the paper over to read it. Written in neat handwriting was a simple message, saying: 'James, you probably don't remember me or you don't want to remember me but I want to meet you. If you're interested, meet me at the Sun Rise coffee shop, in one week at 1:30 PM.'

James thought for a moment. Who could possibly want to see him? Who would be coming to town that he wouldn't remember or didn't want to remember? He shrugged, laying the message down on the table next to him.

"Are 'ya gonna go see who it is?" Meowth asked.

James shrugged, "I guess so. Since it's a public place, whoever it is must not want to harm me."

James glanced up to see if he was close to his destination. He saw the sign just a few buildings down from him.

"Well, I'm almost there. I hope this goes well," he muttered to himself, quickening his pace just a bit.

Jessie stood outside the place she'd stayed for the night, looking around at the people who walked by her. She took a second to glance at the sky. The sky was a bright blue, no clouds in sight. A gentle breeze blew, making her feel comforted. She took in a breath to steady her nerves and then turned to walk down the street.

It had taken Jessie a while to find James. In all, it had taken her about six months to finally locate him. She had started with the house he'd been staying at when she left town, only to find that he'd moved out a long time ago. Then she had to search through all that she could find, just to see if he even still lived in town. She had found out that he was working at some company and through that company she'd found where he lived.

The next problem was to figure out what to say, just so she wouldn't reveal who she was. She thought that he probably wouldn't want to meet her, if he knew who she was. She still didn't know whether he was going to show up. Maybe he didn't know if she would show up. All the thinking she was doing made her feel even more nervous.

About ten minutes later, she found herself slowly nearing the meeting point. It reminded her of when she was going to tell James that she was leaving. She sighed softly, looking around her. All the people, they rushed around without any thoughts about anyone except themselves. She couldn't say that she wasn't like that on most days. She just hoped and prayed that James would still accept her.

She found herself standing outside of the door. She looked in the window and immediately spotted James sitting at a table near the back of the room. It reminded her so much of the day she left. She took in another deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. Slowly she pushed the door open and walked inside.

James looked up, hearing the sound of the bell again. Immediately he saw Jessie walking into the room. He nearly gasped, extremely shocked to see her there. He sat up a little straighter in his chair and let his hands rest on his lap. He didn't want Jessie to see how nervous he'd suddenly become.

/I have a problem that I cannot explain,
I have no reason why it should've been so plain,
Have no questions but I sure have excuse,
I lack the reason why I should be so confused./

Jessie slowly made her away across the room, pausing to let people walk by her. The room was small and somewhat crowded, mostly with people just trying to get a quick lunch. After a moment, Jessie came to the table where James sat. He didn't move, he just stared at her, obviously shocked by her presence there.

Jessie slowly pulled out a chair and slowly sat down. They sat there, staring at each other for a few moments. Suddenly James snapped out of it, shaking his head slightly.

"Would you like something to drink? Something to eat?" he offered.

"Coffee would be fine," she said, smiling slightly. She watched James stand and walk to the counter to get her a drink. A moment later he returned with a cup. He handed it to her, smiling slightly.

"Thank you," she said softly.

James sat down in his seat again, watched as she took a sip of the coffee. He felt so strange, sitting there across the table from her. It had been so long. His life had taken a different direction, one that he wasn't sure he could explain to her. Her presence there confused him greatly. He had assumed she'd moved on with her life. He knew that he sure had.

/I know, how I feel when I'm around you,
I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,
Around you./

Jessie glanced up from the warm cup she was holding in her hands. She smiled at James.

"How has your life been?" she asked cautiously. She didn't want to upset him or make him angry with her already.

"Busy," he started, "I got a job at a big business. It keeps me busy. What about you?"

Jessie shrugged slightly, "I've been busy also. I got a big job, thanks to a friend. I took some time off though, I wanted to come and find you."

James was slightly shocked by that. "Why did you want to come and find me? I thought you were done with me."

"No, I wasn't done with you! I wanted to do something different, I wanted to go somewhere else and see what kind of life I could make!" Jessie said, letting more emotion than she wanted slip into her voice.

"You could've made it clearer. You made it seem like you were angry with me or something! You just left! How was I supposed to know that you were planning on coming back!" He didn't realize he was getting so angry.

"I can't believe we're fighting," Jessie said softly, looking away from him. "It's been so long, I thought we would be happy to see each other."

"I am happy to see you! I just can't believe you're sitting here in front of me, talking like nothing has changed! I don't even know how to feel about you anymore. I don't know how to really feel about you being here right now. I thought there was something really special between us but after you left, I felt like I was the only one who felt that. I thought I loved you and you didn't love me!" James exclaimed.

/Left a message but it ain't a bit of use,
I have some pictures, the wild might be the deuce,
Today you saw, you saw me, you explained,
Playin the show and running down the plane./

"Are you serious!" Jessie exclaimed. "I felt so horrible about what I did, that's why I worked to hard to find you!"

"If you were going to feel horrible, you shouldn't have left in the first place," James said, a bit softer.

"James, I didn't know what I was doing. I cared so much about you before I left. I guess I thought I was doing us both a favor. I don't know," she said, looking down at the table. "Maybe I should just leave. I don't think this was a good idea."

"No. Please, don't. Let's just talk, okay? Umm," James thought for a moment, "do you have your own place or are you staying with someone?"

Jessie stayed quiet for a moment, just studying him for a moment. "I live alone. I stayed with my friend for a while until I was able to get enough money to buy my own place. I've been staying there alone. What about you?"

"Well, Meowth is still around. And-" he stopped, deciding he wasn't ready to say that. "Well you know how Meowth is. Having him around can be like have a house full of people."

Jessie smiled slightly, "Is Meowth doing well? Does he ever talk about me?" She felt slightly foolish for even asking that question.

"Meowth is doing very well. He's enjoying the new house I moved in to. He used to talk about you, after you left. Now he doesn't so much. I guess he's like me, he decided you were really gone for good."

"I sent that message, I wasn't sure it would do any good though," she said, feeling even more stupid. Of course he'd know she sent the message.

"I thought for a long time, trying to decide whether I wanted to come or not. I felt a bit uneasy, I thought that it might be someone wanting to do harm to me. I guess I can be a bit paranoid," he said.

"No, I understand. I just thought that if I put my name on it, you might not show up. I wanted to be sure that I could get you here. I have missed you so much. I decided to look for you one night; I was lying outside looking at the stars. I remembered that time you told me about wishing on stars. I realized I truly missed you. I've spent too much time just talking to your picture," she laughed softly. She knew that sounded stupid.

"To be honest, I missed you a lot too. I moped around the house, Meowth was about to give up on me. I kept your picture on my desk where I worked, I almost got fired because sometimes I'd spend more time looking at your picture than I would doing my work. Finally, I figured that I should just give up. I thought you were done and happy with your new life. A while back, it's been months, I had a realistic dream about you. I was about to give in and look for you but I decided that I'd rather not push myself back into your life. So I left you alone. Then I just kept working and going out. I finally got over you." James felt kind of bad for being so honest but he knew that the worst was yet to come.

"Seeing you today has made me feel better," Jessie paused for a moment, "I was hoping that if you still wanted me around, I could move back here. I would quit my job to move back here to be with you."

/I know, how I feel when I'm around you,
I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,
I know, how I feel when I'm around you,
I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,
Around you./

James frowned, now feeling the pressure to tell all the truth. Could he continue to keep it from her? Not if she wanted to be this serious.

"No, don't do that, Jessie," he said, trying to keep his voice steady.

"You don't want me around anymore? What about all that about caring and having something special? Don't you understand? I feel that way too! I was just too stupid to realize it sooner!" Jessie was getting upset again. She just wanted him to accept her again.

"Seeing you here today has been great. I thought I would never see you again and if I did, it would probably be on TV after you did something amazing. Seeing you makes me feel such a confused mess of emotions. I'm happy and sad. Angry and disappointed. I feel like I know exactly how I feel about you being here and yet I feel like I have no idea," he stopped talking for a moment.

Jessie shook her head slowly. "I don't understand? Why don't you want me to come back? We could be happy again. I know it might take a while for you to completely forgive me but we could be happy," she said, starting to feel tears welling up in her eyes. She didn't want to cry, she just wanted him to understand.

James shook his head, standing up. Jessie stood too, wanting to stop him from walking out on her, if that was what he was going to do.

"You just don't understand!" he exclaimed. "I would love for you to be here! I would love to pick up where we left off. That would be wonderful, that make me happy. But we just can't!"

"Why!" Jessie cried, not being able to hold back the tears she was fighting.

James held up his left hand, revealing a shiny gold band around his ring finger. "Because Jessie, I'm married!"

Jessie stumbled back a few steps, completely shocked. She could still feel the tears rolling down her cheeks. She shook her head, not wanting to believe it. "You-you can't be!" she whispered in complete disbelief.

"You waited too long, Jessie. I'm sorry," he said, turning away quickly, trying to hide the tears in his eyes. He quickly walked across the room and out the door, leaving Jessie standing there alone.

/I know, how I feel when I'm around you,
I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,
I know, how I feel when I'm around you,
I don't know, how I feel when I'm around you,
Around you, Around you, Around you.../