Growlie breaks through the people and knocks James over, licking off his tears. "Thanks, buddy."

"Now," Brock says, "Why don't we find Chimecho for you?"

"I'd love to meet Chimecho for the first time! Or at least, for me."

"Mime, Mime, Mime. Mime, Mime-mime!/You two were great together," Mime Jr. tells James, "That's why I joined you. Chimecho was too sick to continue on the journey with you. I saw how much you meant to each other and caught myself in one of your Poke Balls."

"Really?"

"Mime./Yeah."

"Then, what are we waiting for? Let's go!" Everyone jumps onto Tropius and takes off. They still have half of the day left and with Tropius' speed, they reached James' summer cottage quickly.

"Dawn," Brock says, "you and Jessie should stay here."

"No way!" Jessie shouts, "I'm not staying anywhere." She steps close to James and Meowth.

"Alright, you can all come." Brock turns to Dawn. "But it might be a little crowded. Plus, it would be a little shocking to them. Eh?" He spins around and the kids are gone. "Oh no."

James, Jessie, and Meowth run straight through the doors. "Nanny? Pop Pop?" James calls. He runs through the halls, searching for his relatives. The couple stop in their tracks when he enters one room. "Nanny! Pop Pop!" He dashes up and grabs them in a hug. Mime Jr., who was on his shoulder, jumps onto Pop Pop's hat.

"James? It that really you?" Nanny asks. "I could've sworn you were a young man when we last saw you . . ."

"I was! I think . . . It's really complicated. Jessie, Meowth, and I got blasted by a crystal and Ash, Brock, and Dawn are taking care of us."

"You're not making sense," Pop Pop says.

"James!" Brock walks up, out of breath and supporting himself on his knees. "We were going to take it slowly."

"I know, but I really wanted to see them again."

"Chime?/James?" A Chimecho floats up.

James gasps. "You're so beautiful! Are you my Chimecho?"

The Grandparents stare at Brock and Dawn.

"Uh, James, why don't you go play with the Pokemon in the greenhouse," Brock suggests.

"Okay!" They run out with Chimecho circling around James. Brock explains everything to Nanny and Pop Pop. They actually react well and accept James' fate.

They walk out to the Greenhouse and watch the children for a moment. James is splashing around in the pool with the Wooper and Chimecho. Meowth stays far back, not wanting to get wet. Unfortunately, Jessie sneaks up behind him and pushes him in. She and Oddish laugh together as he screeches and zooms out. He glares, shaking the water all over them. They pause, then laugh together.

"He does seem happier than the last time we saw him," Nanny says.

"Chime./Hi, Nanny." Chimecho floats over to them.

James notices and runs over. "Thank you for letting me play again, although it only seems like I was here a few months ago."

"We always have room here for you, Little James." Pop Pop smiles.

Dawn stares up at the setting sun. "We should go soon. It's getting dark."

"Say," he continues, "Why don't you four stay the night? We have some extra rooms and we'd be glad to have James stay a little longer."

"Please?" James pleads up at Brock.

"I don't see why not," Brock says.

"Wait!" A voice comes from Dawn's Pokedex. "We still have to get to my gym battle and Jessie's first contest."

"No need to worry," Dawn says, "We can get back to you in no time."

"Fine." Ash closes out of the call. They all sleep in their rooms, but James lies awake.

I can't believe I'm supposed to be evil. Did I ever hurt anyone I love? Why did I join Team Rocket? At least I had my Pokemon, Jessie, and Meowth. They must have been my friends. Does that change anything? James stands up softly, trying not to wake his Pokemon. He tiptoes out of the room to a balcony. The full moon shines down on a pool in the backyard. I shouldn't dwell on this. I've been given a second chance. Ash was right. I'm the one who makes my future. But what if-

A creak from behind makes him jump. Jessie and Meowth, who actually watched James, walk up next to him. "Can't sleep, right?" She whispers.

"Yeah."

They're silent for a moment, glancing at the bright stars. After a few minutes, Jessie speaks up, "Why were we given a second chance?"

"Huh?"

"Of all the people, why were we the ones to be chosen?"

"Chosen?"

"It can't be a coincidence that all three of us were . . . made kids. It's hard to explain and a lot to take in."

"Well, maybe we had a bit of good inside. Plus, we were the ones who touched the Sapphire Stone. It's our fault we were dumb enough to do that."

Jessie laughs. "You're right, but I feel like we're missing something."

"I'm sure it's nothing." James swings to sit on the rail. "I mean, we need to accept it. Coincidence or not. Let's make this time count."

As he pulls in his fists to emphasize, he almost falls backwards, but Jessie and Meowth grab at him. "Be more careful," is all she says before heading back to her room.

"What's up with her?" James thinks to Meowth.

"Meowth . . ./No idea . . ." Meowth meows. They head to bed once more. The thoughts finally fade away as they fall asleep.

The next morning Ash complains, "Hey Brock, since you're taking so long, can you stop by Misty, Tracey, May, and Max? They should know what happened."

Brock sets down his fork. "I'll try my best, but that may be too many stops for Tropius."

Tropius coos to James. "She says she likes a challenge, but maybe some other time."

"Still talking to Pokemon I see." Nanny smiles.

"You knew?" Brock asks. "Why didn't you say anything last time?"

"Well, I didn't want to disappoint anyone. Everyone understands Pokemon at one point, but it usually fades over a short period of time. We could see James had a knack for holding the ability. However, I think he lost it by the next time we saw him."

"Do you think I'll lose it again?" James pouts.

"That's all up to you and how long you love Pokemon the way you do now."

I wonder what happened last-James thinks before he realizes something. "Hey, where's Jessie?"

"She should be here by now," Brock says.

"I'll check her room." Dawn excuses herself from the table. A few moments later, she peeks her head around the stairwell, worried, "We have a problem . . ."

Upstairs, James gasps at the open window and curtain blowing in the fresh breeze. "How'd she get out of the third floor?" He sticks his head out and examines the surroundings. Along the tower grows easily climbable vines leading into the forest below. "The hill is so steep she could hurt herself! There's dangerous Pokemon in the forest! We need to find her right away!" James tries to dash out, but Brock catches him.

"Calm down, she'll be fine."

"Look at this." Dawn picks up a note.

It reads:

I can't take it anymore. This is too much. I no longer know who I am. I don't even know who I can trust. One moment I cry myself to sleep the seventh anniversary of my mom's disappearance, then the next I'm adopted by three lying kids who see me as evil. The only thing I'll miss is James and Meowth. I feel connected to them, but can't remember a thing. I'm sorry, James. I have to leave. Goodbye.

~Jessie

James staggers back. "Jessie," he cries. His legs shake until they collapse.

"Meowth!/James!" Meowth pounces up to him.

"I'm a fool. I can't believe I didn't notice it. She was so upset last night, but I didn't expect her to do this. It's . . . it's my fault." Tears stream down his cheeks as he squeezes Meowth in a tight grip.

AN: This is the real Chapter 6. I have no idea what happened last time. So yeah, Team Rocket are confused and Jessie ran away.