Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon or "The One I Love" which is by The Rasmus.

Author Note: This is an alternative ending, making it so that chapter 3 wasn't a dream. It's just a general thought I had and I wanted to write it out. So chapter 4 is really the ending, this is just another way I thought I could end it.

Jessie stood by the table where James had left her. She wasn't sure how long she stood there, just trying to understand what had happened. Tears continued to fall down her face. She wasn't sure what to do, so she turned away from the table. She walked out of the building, slowly heading back to the place she had been staying.

/Haven't slept in a week
My bed has become my coffin
Cannot breathe, cannot speak
My head's like a bomb, still waiting
Take my heart and take my soul
I don't them anymore/

Jessie laid in bed. It had been a week since James had told her he was married. She hadn't had the strength to even leave town. She decided it didn't matter how long she stayed there, it wasn't like James was going to care. He'd probably already forgotten about their meeting.

Out of nowhere, there was a knock at the door. Jessie thought about ignoring it but whoever was knocking was persistent. She slowly drug herself out of bed and walked to the door. She unlocked it and slowly opened it. A man who worked in the building was standing there.

"Yes?" she asked.

"There's a message for you. Apparently your phone doesn't work and so there was a message left for you at the desk." The man said, handing her a piece of paper.

Jessie slowly took the paper from him. "Thank you," she said softly.

He smiled and nodded. "You're welcome. Have a good day ma'am," he said, walking away.

Jessie slowly shut the door, locking it up again. She slowly walked across the room and sat down in the chair by the window. She unfolded the note and held it out to read it.

'Jessie,

I know our meeting the other day did not end well. I'm sorry about that. Everything was just happening so fast and I got nervous. I'd like to meet again. How about at the park we used to meet at all the time? Be there in two days at 3:30. I'll be where we always met. I really think we need to talk and I hope that you will come.

-James'

For a long time Jessie just sat there, staring at the note. James wanted to talk now? How about when she was ready to talk? She sighed softly, pushing herself up from the chair.

"I guess I'll go. I don't know why, though. It's not going to change the fact that… that-" she stopped, feeling tears welling up in her eyes. "That he's married," she finally finished. She laid the note down on the table next to her bed and then laid back down in bed. She would have to think about it. She wasn't sure she could handle getting hurt again.

/The one I love
Is striking me down on my knees
Drowning me in my dreams
Over and over again
Dragging me under/

Two days later, Jessie was walking toward the park where she was to meet James. She was nervous, probably more nervous than the first day she went to meet him. She didn't want to do it, she wanted to turn back. It wasn't like James was going to tell her that he was leaving his wife for her. She wasn't sure she would even be able to handle that.

James was standing by a tree in the park, watching the various people passing by. He was hoping that Jessie would show up. He hoped she'd gotten his message. He sighed softly, leaning his head against the tree. He knew that this wouldn't turn out very well, he could already feel it. He knew Jessie was very hurt and she never seemed to handle being hurt very well.

Jessie stood back, watching James for a moment. He seemed to be lost in thought. She just watched him, remembering all the times she'd had with him. All the times that she imagined she'd be the one with him. Now he haunted her in her dreams and she got more depressed thinking about it. Every morning became a new type of torture for her, as she'd be remembering her dreams. Slowly she began to walk up to James. It didn't take long for her to reach him.

"Hello James," she said, stopping a few feet away from him.

"Jessie," he said, sounding relieved that she had showed.

"You said you wanted to talk to me, so let's talk," she didn't seem to be interested in much discussion.

James nodded slowly. He turned to face her, trying to look her in the eyes but she looked away from him. She knew that if she caught his eyes, even for a moment, she wouldn't be able to stay strong.

"Just talk," she demanded.

"The other day didn't go so well. I'm sorry. I should have just told you from the beginning that I'm married. Like I said the other day, I would love for you to be able to come back here and stay… but I know you won't now. You know that if you did come back, we couldn't be anything but friends." James said, trying to keep his voice strong and steady.

"Yes, I know." Jessie said. She was already starting to feel tears welling up in her eyes. She didn't really want to cry yet.

"I know it doesn't mean a lot now but I really did care a lot about you. I wanted us to be together, I wanted us to get married. I guess things change," he said.

"Of course things change. Especially when you give up on someone you love," she said.

"I didn't want to give up on you! I thought you moved on with your life! How was I to know that you were thinking about coming back to me?" he exclaimed, starting to feel a bit frustrated.

"I don't know. I'm sorry. Why did you bring me here today?" she asked, wanting to get to the point.

"I brought you here because I thought we should just talk. Talk about what happened the other day and I don't know." James said, starting to wonder if he'd made a mistake by asking her to come there.

"I was hoping that you brought me here so you could tell me that you're going to leave your wife," she said, feeling somewhat wrong for saying that.

"No. I couldn't do that," he said.

"Why?" she asked.

"She's pregnant. I wouldn't leave her now," he said, crossing his arms.

"I see." Jessie turned away, now just trying to hide her tears.

"Don't just walk away again." James said.

"What's left to say? You're married and she's going to have your child. You're not going to leave her. There's nothing left to say. The other day was bad; we weren't really ready for what the other had to say. We know that now. Since you're happy in your marriage, there's no place for me. I'll just go back home and continue working," she said, wishing it were really going to be that simple.

"I guess you're right, Jessie. I'm sorry that I asked you to come here. I just thought I should explain but I guess I don't need to explain anything to you. You seem to think you've got it all figured out. As if it's not possible to love two people at the same time. The way I feel for you and the way I feel for her are two completely different feelings. I love you, I've known you forever. I love my wife in a different way. I guess you don't want to hear that though," he said.

"Not really, considering it doesn't matter now. The feelings don't matter anymore. I just need to leave, I need to go back home. I need to figure things out so I can continue on with my life. I'm not going to hold on to someone who can't have me around," she started to walk away.

"Wait a minute Jessie!" James called out, causing her to stop.

"What!" she growled, turning back to face him.

"Here," he paused, looking around the other side of the tree. A second later, Meowth came walking around the tree. "Take Meowth with you."

"…What?" Jessie couldn't believe it. "You're going to send me off with Meowth?" She wasn't angry, per se, just a little shocked.

"Yes. Meowth was a part of the team, since you're alone… I want you to have him with you. He kept me company all the time after you left," he said.

"I wanna come with you Jess." Meowth said, walking over to her. She looked down at him, turning away.

"Goodbye James," she said, walking away.

Meowth looked back at James for a moment. James nodded for him to go. Meowth stood there for a moment more before turning to follow Jessie.

/Hypnotized by the night
Silently rising beside me
Emptiness, nothingness
Is burning a hole inside me
Take my faith and take my pride
I don't need them anymore/

It was a week and a half later and Jessie had finally returned home. She was sitting out on her back porch, still unable to sleep. After that day of meeting James in the park, she had been unable to sleep very well. She just felt empty and alone. She glanced up at the sky, looking at the stars.

"Thanks for helping me out," she whispered miserably. Soon after she said that, clouds started covering the stars. She sighed softly, leaning back in her chair.

Meowth silently made his way out onto the porch. He watched Jessie sitting in the chair, just staring at the sky. He felt sort of bad for her. He walked over to the chair and sat down next to it.

"Hi Meowth." Jessie said quietly.

Meowth didn't say anything, he just looked at her. She looked down at him.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothin'. I'm jus' wonderin' if you're ever gonna be okay," he said.

She sighed softly, standing up. "If you're just going to be like that, then I don't want to talk." She walked away, leaving Meowth sitting out on the porch alone.

/The bed has become my chapel of stone
A garden of darkness to where I'm thrown
So take my life, I don't need it anymore/

Jessie lay in bed, staring at her ceiling. She had been thinking a lot. She was still extremely hurt by her meeting with James but she had to move on. Her life there had been fine before she met with James again but now it just wasn't working for her. She thought her house was big enough but after she brought Meowth in, she was starting to feel crowded. She wasn't sure why but it seemed to be happening anyway. There was only one thing she could do.

/The one I love
Is striking me down on my knees
Drowning me in my dreams
Over and over again
Dragging me under/

It was three and a half years later. James was walking down the street, glancing at the house numbers and every so often glancing at the small slip of paper he held in his hand. He finally found the house number that matched the one on the slip of paper. He slowly made his way up to the door. He took in a breath to calm his nerves and then he knocked on the door. After a moment, an older woman opened the door.

"May I help you?" she asked.

"Yes, um, is there was woman by the name of Jessie here?" he asked.

"No, I'm sorry," she said, looking kind of sad.

"Do you have any idea where she might be?" he asked.

"No, I'm sorry. Maybe she was the one who sold us this house. That was almost two years ago," she said.

He frowned slightly. "Yes, probably. Thank you for the help," he said, turning away.

"Wait!" the woman said. He turned back.

"If you wait a moment, I can get you a number of someone who might know where she went," she said. He nodded, pausing on the steps.

A few moments later the woman returned to the door with a small business-like card. "Here," she said, handing it to him, "that was the one who worked with her to sell us this house. She might be able to help you."

James took the card, nodding. "Thank you for your help," he said.

The next day James went searching again. He started with the real estate office that was on the card. The only information he got from them was a name and a number of one of Jessie's old friends. So, that was the next place he was searching for.

It took him almost all day to track down the house that she lived in, since she lived on the other side of town. When he found the house, he realized he wasn't in a hurry to go knock on the door.

"She probably won't know where she went either," he whispered to himself. After standing on the sidewalk in front of the house for a few minutes, he decided he should go find out.

He walked up the stairs and up to the door. He rang the doorbell and waited until the door opened. A woman stood there, looking rather confused that someone would be at her door.

"Do you need… wait! You look familiar," she paused. "Do I know you?"

"My name is James. Were you or are you friends with Jessie?" he asked.

"Yeah.. I was friends with her. Why?" she asked.

"I was looking for her. Do you know where she moved?" he asked.

"No, I don't. About two years ago, she just packed up and moved. She said something about how she wasn't getting anywhere in this town and she wanted to get away from the memories. So she left. I haven't heard from her since. Why? You're the reason she left anyway, aren't you?" she asked.

I nodded. "I got married but about a year and a half ago, the woman I married left me. It took me a while to get everything straightened out… but I wanted to find Jessie again. Jessie is part of the reason why my wife left me," he paused for a moment. "Anyway. You're sure you don't know where she went?"

"Yes, I'm sure. I'd tell you if I did. Like I said, she just up and left. She didn't tell anyone where she was going. For a while I thought that she was going crazy. I don't know. I just hope she's happy wherever she went," she said, sighing softly.

James nodded. "Well, thank you for your time. I'm sorry I bothered you."

"No, no. If I ever hear anything from her, I'll tell her you were looking for her. Maybe you should give me your number or address or something so I can get a hold of you in case I hear from her," she said.

"That's okay," he said, smiling. "She's gone now. I hurt her when I saw her last and now she's moved on. I'll just go back home. Maybe someday she'll come back looking for me… but I won't count on it."

He turned away, walking down off the porch. He started walking down the sidewalk again, looking up to the sky. Off in the distance the sun was slowly sinking out of sight. He paused a second, just watching for a moment.

"I don't know where you went, Jessie, but wherever you are… I just want you to know… I still love you," he said softly.

"Oh really? I didn't know you still felt that way." James gasped softly, turning to see who was speaking. He was shocked to see Jessie standing there.

"Jessie?" he asked.

"Yeah. I heard you were in town," she said, walking closer to him. Meowth followed closely behind her.

"How'd you know?" he asked.

"An old friend saw you around and she called me to tell me because she thought that I'd be interested," she said.

"Oh," he said.

"Yeah. So what do you want? You want to tell me more about your wife? Maybe something amazing happened? Well, I just want you to know… I'm not interested if that's what you're going to talk about," she said.

"No that's not what I have to say. My wife left me a year and a half ago. So I came looking for you," he said.

"I see. So why'd she leave you?" she asked.

"I'd rather not talk about it. But I just want you to know that yes, I did care about her… but I care more about you," he said.

Jessie smiled slightly. "How do you know I'm not married?" she asked.

James looked down at Meowth who had been standing silently next to Jessie and then back up at her. "Are you married?" he asked.

Jessie smiled slightly, looking away from him. "I think you would deserve it if I told you I was married and just walked away," she said, trying to hide her smile from him.

James wasn't so amused though, he frowned. He looked her over again, trying to figure out whether she was lying or not.

"You're right, I would deserve that," he said.

She finally looked at him, still smiling. "Don't be stupid. You should know better than that. I don't go off doing things I don't want to do. I moved about an hour away, into a slightly bigger house. It's just been me and Meowth, also occasionally I'll have friends over." She shrugged.

James smiled, walking up to her. He hugged her, glad that she was just joking with him. "I want to move in with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you," he said.

Jessie pushed away from him, taking a few steps away. "I don't know about that. What about your ex-wife? I thought she was going to have a child back when I came to find you. Don't you have to take care of that?" she asked.

He sighed quietly, looking down at the ground. "She lied. She found out that you were looking for me, somehow, and she was afraid I was going to leave her. So, she told me she was pregnant and she knew I wouldn't leave her. After you'd left and she was sure you were gone, she told me it was a lie. Actually, she didn't tell me it was a lie. She told me that the doctor told her that they'd made a mistake. She told me the name of the doctor she went to and I went to talk to him and he told me that she'd never been there. It was after that that I seemed to be thinking more and more about you and finally she said she had enough and left," he explained.

"I see," she said quietly.

"Yeah, so I don't have to take care of anything. I had to pay her a large amount of money and she said she'd leave me alone," he said.

Jessie nodded. "Well, if that's how it is… then," she held her hand out to him, "let's go."

He slowly took her hand and the three of them walked away.

Author Note: Grr! This chapter wasn't supposed to end like this. Actually it was supposed to stop where James was looking at the sunset and saying his little piece about loving Jessie. Then I was going to say they never saw each other again… but it didn't work like that. When I was in class this morning, my professor was talking about investments and getting paid on commission compared to getting paid on a salary and he said something about having a house and a little girl and out of no where I thought, I can't end this chapter like that! So I guess this is just another happy ending, I really didn't mean for it to end this way.