James was falling in and out of sleep, tears streaming silently down his face. Meowth curled up and slept soundly.

Jessie slept like a rock. James looked at her, looked at her stomach which was starting to slightly come out. His hands in his lap soon became fists. How could his parents be so horrible. No, why did he expect anything else?

"Master James.."

"Don't call me that anymore...I'm pretty sure I've been disowned." said James dully.

"...We've arrived, sir."

James gently nudged Jessie awake. They got out of the car and were greeted by James' Nanny and Pop-pop.

"James, it's lovely to see you again!" said Nanny, giving him a big hug.

James managed a weak smile. Pop-pop gave him a handshake. They turned their eyes to Jessie.

"But I thought Jessiebelle got married to that famous professor.."

James shook his head. "This is Jessie. I told you about her last time."

Nanny looked concerned as she remembered the conversation they had before he rode off in a giant Meowth balloon.

"Why did you come so suddenly? Is something wrong?"

"Uh, yes and no."

Pop-pop took James' suitcase and headed towards the door. "Come in, let's talk about it." Nanny smiled.

"You're just in time for dinner."

Nanny was right. The table had a nice pot of stew, a big bowl of salad, and four plates with portions of rice on it.

The four humans sat at the table, James thanked Nanny and Pop-pop and they started to eat.

Meowth sat on the floor, about to jump on James and demand his share when Nanny stood up.

"I almost forgot! I'm so sorry, dear. The pokemon food is in here." She took out a bowl and a tupperware full of homemade pokemon food. When she opened the tupperware and emptied some of the hard pellets into a bowl, James heard footsteps."Uh-oh, Meowth, you're not the only one who is hungry."

The door flew open and an orange blur bounded across the room, but stopped in front of James, ignoring the food. James had forgotten the pain in his chest and the tears he had shed in the car. His face was a mixture of surprise and joy. "G-...growlie!"James literally jumped to the floor, hugging Growlie with all of his might. "I missed you so much.!" He looked up at Nanny and Pop-pop with concern. "But..I left him with my parents...why is he here? Did he get sick?"

Pop-pop nodded. "He had a problem with his legs, so they sent him to us. We gave him some physical therapy, and he was so happy here that your parents asked us to take care of him. He really wasn't happy without people and pokemon to play with. He would spend days alone in the doghouse when he lived with your parents."

James nodded. "Well now you can stay with me, Growlie. I won't leave you again."

"Your Chimecho is here too. I trust you and Mime Jr. have been the best of friends?"

James bit his lip and his eyes opened wide. "Our pokemon are at HQ." Jessie smiled. "They were at HQ." James looked at Jessie. She beamed. "They're in my suitcase. I saw Maria in the afternoon right before you pulled the mass evacuation orders on us, and she surprised me with them. I was looking for a good time to tell you, but obviously we were busy."

"I can't wait to see them again. I'm sure Mime Jr. will be glad to see you again too. James stood up. His dinner was half-finished, and Jessie was just putting the last spoonful of stew and rice into her mouth.

James pushed his plate towards her. "Jessie, have mine too."

"James, I have enough for myself, you eat your food.""Jessie...you're eating for three now, so please, have a little more." Jessie smiled at him and took the plate. James watched her, a little smile on his face.

Nanny burst into applause. "Congratulations, James!"

Pop-pop nodded. "I knew it. You made a fuss when I asked if you were married, but my instincts were correct. When you get to my age you learn a thing or two."

James looked over, puzzled. "We're not married." he said quickly, averting his gaze.

"Oh..." and came the awkward silence.

Jessie finished all the food on her plate. "Thank you for the food. It was delicious!" said Jessie. Pop-pop stood up from the table. "James, how about we go upstairs and see Chimecho."

"You mean, Chime?" Pop-pop motioned for James to come with him, and led him upstairs.

Chimecho was hanging out in the window when James came. Chimecho excitedly floated over to James and covered his eyes. James laughed and gave him a hug. Pop-pop watched the scene. "You know, I think you'll make a great father." James stopped and looked at Pop-pop. "You're not angry at me? Or...disappointed?"

"I'm happy for you, James."

But Pop-pop didn't look happy. James sighed. Pop-pop continued. "Call me traditional, but I think it would be best if you got married, at least on paper, before the baby...babies? are born. How many months along is she?"

"Three. And they're twins. And I don't want to get married. Even though I love Jessie, my feelings about marriage remain the same."

Pop-pop gently continued "But I think it would be better for them. Promise me you'll think about it."

James hung his head. "Another thing to think about..."

Pop-pop yawned. "Shall we sleep on it?" James nodded. "Yes, let's."

They walked back downstairs, where James was surprised to see Jessie helping Nanny put all of the dishes into a dishwasher. Nanny then showed Jessie and James to the guest wing of the house, which was on the other side from theirs in the huge estate.

James looked at Nanny, concerned. "Are you sure it's OK to stay here?"

"Of course. All 4 of you. " said Nanny, looking at Jessie's stomach with a smile.

James smiled. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."