(A/N: Sorry it's been so long, I'm starting to feel sluggish for a while. But now I'm starting to write faster, and it's just about tournament time! Yay! Anyway, make sure you read and review, thanks!)
Ashura stood in James's hospital room, looking at his friend, who had awakened and had bloodstained bandages over the heavier gashes. Brock stood by him, his jaw slack and he looked utterly dumbstruck.
"Wh…what are you saying, James? Say that again." Ashura said, trying to make sure he heard right this time. James was looking down at his hands, a heavy stream of tears rolled down his face and his hands were shaking.
"I said, Jessie…she lost the baby…it was because of what that bastard did to us. She still wouldn't give you up no matter how bad we were tortured. They told me she just work from a coma…but she won't talk…I'm-I'm afraid that she won't be the same. I can't believe I just sat there and watched as it happened…" James put his hands over his eyes and tried to force back his tears, but it was no use, so he just let loose all his tears and cried into his hands. Ashura walked to the side of the bed and patted James gently on the back. He spoke to him soothingly, even though it might not help.
"Hey…it'll be alright, she's alive and she's going to be fine. All we have to do is help her through it all, and no more fighting on the front lines for her." Brock sat there and watched as James cried and Ashura tried to sooth him. He had never seen James look so lost in his life. Jessie was pretty much the reason why James was still alive; if he was gone it was like he was a lost little lamb.
"But…What if she doesn't…" James started to say, but Ashura interjected,
"Ah, don't say that she won't want to be with you after all that! Why do you think she married you, dumb ass? It's because she loves you! Honestly, you can't give up because of this, it'll be giving Team Rocket the go ahead to walk all over everyone and take over the world! Do you want something like that to happen?"
"N-no…" James replied timidly, but as he took his hands off his face, his eyes burned with resolve and hatred. He wanted revenge against the people that did such a horrible thing to his wife. I won't let them get away with killing out child…" The conversation was interrupted when a nurse came into the room. Ashura nodded his head to James.
"We're going to go check up on her, as soon as you get discharged, come to her room okay?"
"Okay." James said as Brock and Ashura left James's hospital room. Who they ran into on the way out was someone totally unexpected, Gary. He snickered at the two of them,
"Well, Ash, what are you doing here? Problems getting it up for Misty?" Ashura glanced back to Brock and smiled, then he looked back and didn't even have to adjust his voice to sound like his son.
"Don't mistake you for me, Gary. I'm just visiting friends." Gary glared at Ashura with his comment,
"Well, after your worthless mother got hurt, I'd figure she'd never get better and poor you would have to drop out of the tournament." Gary laughed; Ashura glared and slammed Gary against the wall,
"She is NOT worthless!" He yelled, Gary looked confused, and both Brock and Ashura could see that he even felt intimidated. Brock pulled Ashura off of Gary,
"Hey, let's settle this during the tournament, even though at the hospital you could get treated immediately, let's see who's better." Brock suggested, Gary pushed Ashura away and started down the hall.
"I'll get you, coward." Ashura smirked,
"Who's the one running away…" He commented under his breath for only Brock to hear.
"Wow…you still really do love your wife, huh?" Ashura nodded his head as Brock asked,
"No one badmouths my family in my presence. Well, we should go check up on Jessie." Ash replied as they walked down the hall to Jessie's room.
"Jessie…c'mon. It's me, Ashura. Talk to me, I know you can hear me." Ashura pleaded with her as he sat down on her bed. Jessie was staring straight up at the ceiling, her eyes looking lifeless. Brock stood by the door. He had never seen her without any type of emotion before, it was pretty scary, she didn't respond to anything no matter how much Ashura begged and pleaded. Ashura, who always had a calm and collected expression, looked absolutely worried,
"Jessie please, snap out of it. Don't do this to us. James won't be able to take it…he needs you. We need you. Please…" She didn't respond or even bat an eye at his comment.
"Dammit…" Brock said quietly, "Losing her baby must've devastated her beyond anything. James is going to be so heartbroken."
"She's got to snap out of it. Without them, it might be useless to mount an attack on Team Rocket." Ashura said, sounding hopeless.
"Jessie, snap out of it!" No matter what Ashura or Brock said, Jessie would continue to stare up at the ceiling. They both exchanged glances with each other,
"Maybe it'd be best if we tried this at home where she would be more comfortable. If James is there she might just snap out of it." Brock suggested, Ashura agreed,
"Well, we should get them both home." Ashura replied. They stood and left Jessie's room to begin getting their things ready to go home.
Ash was waking up on the couch as his father, Brock, Jessie and James came into the house. James was carrying Jessie in his arms; she was hugging him and burying her head into his shoulder. Brock walked behind James to make sure he didn't fall over.
"We're home." Ashura said, Ash held Pikachu in his arms and got up.
"Oh, welcome back." He looked to Jessie and James, "Want me to clean out the extra guest bedroom?"
"Please, Ash. Thank you." James said, he sounded so helpless. Ash put Pikachu down and nodded his head, "Just put Jessie down there until I can clean it up. Just hold on."
"Thank you so much." James thanked him, Ash walked up the stairs, and Brock went after Ash to help. James walked over to the couch and tried to set her down, but she didn't want to sit on the couch, or let him go. "Jess…c'mon, you have to rest." James said to her, but she still wouldn't let him go. James sighed quietly and sat down on the couch, holding her in his arms, Ashura stood and tilted his head to one side.
"Are you sure we should tell Ash about this. If we want him to join us, we're going to have to tell him everything…including about Misty…"
"He's your son." James stated, "You can tell him if you want to and do things how you see fit. But if I happen to see Gary, and I have a chance, I'll take it, and he'll die." At the mention of Gary's name, Jessie's grip tightened around James. James hugged her tighter in return. "Don't worry." He whispered to her. "He won't hurt you anymore." A few minutes later, Ash and Brock, walked back down the stairs.
"The room's all ready." Ash said to James as he got up without a word and carried Jessie up to the guestroom. Ash watched the two of them go up, and then turned to his father,
"What happened?" He asked, Ashura sighed, and then told Ash what was going on with Jessie and the loss of her son. "Oh my god, she lost it? …No wonder James looks so mad, I'm glad I didn't ask anything…"
"We should just probably leave them alone for a while." Ashura said quietly, the three men stood in awkward silence, and then Ash spoke up,
"Who did that to them?" Ashura shook his head,
"It's very personal, they don't want me to tell. It's nothing you need to worry about."
"How's Misty doing?" Brock asked, conveniently changing the subject,
"She's sleeping right now, so she should probably be out for the rest of the night. Speaking of night, I think I need to go train a little bit. I'll see you all later." Ash left the house.
"I'm not sure how this tournament is going to go…" Brock mumbled aloud.
"Hopefully without a hitch. But knowing the circumstances, I'm pretty sure that there will be lots of issues. So there's no way of knowing what'll happen."
"But you're going to be ready, right?" Brock said, Ashura grinned and winked,
"Of course, my son is the most famous celebrity out there. I must make sure he comes out a winner. Now, we've got a lot of planning to do."
(A/N: please review it for me, thanks again!)