Well I've hit my first bout of writer's block. Oh joy. D=

Disclaimer: Pokémon, along with any people, places or things from it are not mine, nor do I claim it to be. The only thing I do own is myself and the dream this all started from.

Where was I?

This time I really didn't know. I was in a small, dark room.

Why would I be here? I hadn't fallen asleep, had I? I think I remembered something about a plant, not being asleep.

I felt that I was lying down on the floor of this room, looking at the ceiling. I also felt my head throbbing. It felt like I had hit it on something, when would I have done that?

I sat up and looked down. The first thing I noticed was that I could see my legs, meaning that if this was a dream it couldn't be one of the dreams in which I saw the legendaries. But I didn't feel like I was in a dream, though I did feel a little groggy.

I reached up to feel the spot on my head that hurt. My hand touched a bump that was near the back of my head. When had I hit my head? I certainly didn't remember doing that at any point.

"Jenn," I heard a voice say, "You're awake."

"Awake?" I said, looking around to find the person that may have talked.

All I could see were the walls, floor and ceiling of this room. There was one wall that had bars instead of being a simple wall. I was sitting very close to these bars in one of the corners of the room, in the only patch of light. There was a window in the wall above me, but a small one that let in only a sliver of light. I also determined the dimensions of the room, now that I was looking around. It looked only about seven feet by seven feet by seven feet, nearly a perfect cube.

'Where did that voice come from?' I asked myself, feeling that my brain would stop working if I didn't keep it on task, because it hurt so badly.

"Hello," I called out, "Who said that?"

"I did," the voice called out from the opposite corner of the room, about ten feet from where I was sitting. This corner was the darkest, being the furthest away from the light source.

I put my hands down on the ground and tried to hoist myself onto my feet. As I was trying to stand up my head started spinning, forcing me to sit back down. I decided if I wasn't going to walk over to see who that person was I would have to slide my way over, which was what I did. As I moved into the darkness my eyes started to adjust, helping me to make out the shape of the person that had talked. I saw a small body, with strange triangular ears on its head. Once I saw a tail flick I knew who it was I was looking at.

'Mew,' I thought to her, 'why didn't you let me know you were here?'

"I didn't want to say anything that would give away who I was, in case there's someone guarding this place," she told me telepathically.

'Then why didn't you tell me through telepathy?' I asked.

"I couldn't," she replied simply, "You were too far away, about double the distance I can work with."

'Then why didn't you move closer?'

"I didn't want anyone guarding this place to see my shadow because of the light," she said, "I've gotten into enough trouble by showing myself." With that she disappeared.

'Where are we anyway?' I asked her, still not able to remember. I also couldn't quite remember what we were doing before I got here either, the bump I had on my head obviously making my memory screwy.

"Some sort of make shift cell Team Rocket has in their hideout for anyone that breaks in, before they dispose of them," Mew responded.

My memories started coming back. Mew and I had entered the Team Rocket hideout. I had stopped to pick up a hidden PP Up in one of the potted plants and Mew had appeared. Then, for some reason, I was here.

"They caught us," Mew explained, having seen my memories, "Our talking alerted a nearby Team Rocket member that we were in their hideout. He hit you over the head, knocking you out. I managed to disappear and escape before he could get me. The Team Rocket member called a couple of others over to help him move you here and alert their boss. They brought you here and I followed. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and what the Team Rocket members that were here were doing, and one of them managed to accidentally bump me in here before they locked the door."

'Did anyone see you?' I asked Mew.

"Of course," she replied, "That's the only reason you're still in here. They need to keep you for questioning. I head the conversation. Once you spill any information you have you are then disposable. They plan on questioning you, then killing you."

I was now completely overwhelmed with information, though that could have been a side effect of the bump, not being able to take in as much all at once. Then again, it was a lot to take in. I was caught by Team Rocket, a group who I thought was a bunch of weaklings, put into a cell, and was soon going to be questioned about Mew, and then killed.

"Ah," I heard another voice, male, sly and intimidating, which almost reminded me of a snake say, "She's awake."

"Shit," I said under my breath. 'What now?'

"I don't know," Mew admitted, "Maybe they haven't quite sent orders out yet. Just resist, don't say anything."

I turned to the barred wall. Behind this wall stood a tall, lanky man, matching his serpent like voice. He was clad all in black with a red 'R' on his chest, like the traditional Team Rocket uniform. Blue, spiky hair stuck out of the bottom of his hat making him look less professional, and oddly, more intimidating.

I rubbed the bruise on my head, "No thanks to the force used to get me here," I spat. I figured if I was to resist these brutes I'd put all of my energy behind it.

"A rude one," he said mockingly, "You don't look like you'll last though. You're weak without those Pokémon of yours."

"Without... What?" I reached down to my belt. He was telling the truth, my Pokéballs and my Pokédex were gone. I also hadn't noticed before, but my backpack had been taken as well.

'I'm screwed,' was the only thing I could even begin to think about this impossible situation I had now found myself in. What the hell could I do?