"Ah good. You’re finally here." Jessie and James glanced at each other, and then their eyes went back to Giovanni.
    "I see you still haven’t got that Pikachu. I’m extremely disappointed in you two. And I’m afraid," he said with a smirk,
    "I’m going to have to split you up."
    At first the pair stood there, stunned. Then it dawned on them. It couldn’t be, he couldn’t split them up! Most of their life, they’d spent together. He couldn’t just separate them!
    "You have twenty-four hours to collect yourselves, and you will return here to meet your new partners." They nodded,
    "Yes boss."
    "Dismissed." They left the room in a daze, and back towards their quarters. Split. Jessie thought. He was going to split them. She glanced over at her partner, trying to hide the tears that were building up. She left quickly and sat on her bed, crying.

    Ever since Jessie had found him in the snow that night, he’d felt something for her. And know Giovanni was going to, to... James cut himself off. He couldn’t bear to think, most other partners would think nothing of it but he and Jessie, they weren’t just partners in this whole business. He hated Team Rocket, it had ruined his life. Thinking on that, he thought maybe it hadn’t. Even horror as such it was it was better than being whipped daily by his ‘fiancée’ who he hated. James wished her dead, and hated himself. He’d just wanted to live a normal life. With Jessie.

    Neither gave a thought to Meowth. He wasn’t just anyone’s pokémon, he was himself. And he cared for his friends. He had been rejected all his life, by Meowsie, by the Boss. And out of their control as it was, it felt like Jessie and James were rejecting him. Meowth sat there, twirling spirals in the dust, despairing and alone.

    "Jessie, meet your new partners." What Jessie’s eyes met was nothing she had imagined. Butch and, and Cassidy! It was pure horror, and they didn’t look forgiving. Giovanni smirked.
    "Seeing you’re both failures, I decided maybe the failures might get better together. And I can’t ruin existing groups any more, can I?" James clenched his fists, Cassidy would kill Jessie, given the chance! He couldn’t let Giovanni do this, if Jessie died, he’d be, James couldn’t say how he’d be, Giovanni wouldn’t care a bit!
    "And James. We’re trying you out on a new recruit, with Meowth. James, meet Maria." At that moment time seemed to stop. Everyone was staring at the woman in the door way. Well, from her looks she could hardly be described as an adult. She was small, and had brown hair with hints of gold. Her eyes were staring too, shallow brown eyes that seemed bewildered. Suddenly she blinked, blushing a little.
    "This?" a voice exclaimed, shocking the life back into everybody,
    "First you think you can take away Jessie and then you think you can replace her with, with, with this child?" Giovanni raised his eye-brows,
    "Maria is hardly a child. She is an 18 year old who has been in training for a year and I really think she isn’t worth wasting on you, really, with her, you are the new recruit." The man walked up to James. Unnoticed, he slipped a drop from a bottle on James’ skin. James moved back in fright of Giovanni. Who sighed, and swung back on his chair, and signaled for them to leave. Jessie looked furiously at him, but did not act. It was too soon.

    So far, all had seemingly gone well. James was strangely reckless, seemingly forgotten about Jessie. But Jessie was different, she reluctantly went along, planning things in her mind. Cassidy was planning too.
‘Entry 92
It is my seventeenth day with Jessie in our team. And tomorrow is the day I will act. I have it planned in my mind, and I will put it on paper. I will have my revenge on Jessie. She won’t get away with trying to kill Megire, years ago as it was, and blaming it on me. She will be the victim, I the victor.
It goes like this. Well, firstly, it revolves around Jessie, of course, and James. Okay then. We have been given out the new coma inducing bullets. I’ll shot James firstly, so he won’t see anything. Then, poor ol’ Maria will die. Or nearly die. James is in a coma, so it seems like Jessie might think he’s dead. She’ll be devastated, and commit suicide. Come to think of it, Maria will actually have to die. Otherwise she’d tell. So, what Giovanni will think is this. Jessie was mad with Maria for ‘taking James away’. She gets the gun full of those bullets. She thinks they are proper bullets. She shoots at Maria, who brings up something in self defense, which the bullet bounces off and hits James. Jessie thinks Maria did it deliberately at James, and runs forwards with a knife at Maria, who then is dead. Jessie thinks James is dead, and tries to commit suicide, still thinking the gun has normal bullets, and shoots herself into a coma. Of course, she’s in a coma to begin with. They all are. Easier to arrange. James might wake up. Jessie might, but she’ll be punished for it. And poor ol’ Maria is dead as a dingbat.
I can’t wait
Cassidy’

    The next day Maria was found dead. Jessie lay on the floor, seemingly dead. And James sat, rocking back and forward, crying.
    "What happened?" James head lifted, his eyes hollow and pain-filled,
    "Cassidy. Coma-inducing bullets. I woke up." Of course, Giovanni wasn’t even listening.

    Now Jessie and James were at the hospital. Maria was dead as ever. And Cassidy went on as normal.

    "Good news. Jessie has come out of her coma, and is being interviewed."
    "Interviewed for doing what?"
    "For murder, attempted murder, and attempted suicide."
    "What the hell? Jessie did NOT kill Maria. Cassidy did. Cassidy shot me with the gun. Coma gun. And doubtlessly, she made it seem as if Jessie had did it, and Jessie tried to commit suicide."
    "Don’t see your logic." And the strange man left the room, leaving James in further despair.

    "I did nothing. It was Cassidy. Shot me with a coma-inducing gun. Did it all."
    "James said the same thing. I don’t think Cassidy would take the chance to have both of you wake up, if she would do that much. You are both trying to save you, Jessie." Jessie swung around on her chair,
    "We are not. We are telling the truth. Cassidy didn’t count on both of us waking up." The man simply sneered and left the room. Jessie flonked off the chair and onto the bed. It was the stupidest thing. Nobody believed them. Had Cassidy’s plan been that good?

    Meanwhilst, Cassidy sat looking very smug. Of course no one believed the little pair. Her plan was flawless. And she’s burnt her diary. No one would ever believe the truth, and no one could make her talk. She grinned, and stood up, grabbing her bag. She straightened her uniform in the mirror and left the room.
    "Cassidy." Her eyes flicked over to Butch,
    "You did do it, didn’t you?"
    "You think I would lie?" Cassidy said in pretended horror.
    "Of course you’d lie! We’re Team Rocket. And besides. You are lying about it."
    "What makes you think that, eh?"
    "Your diary." As soon as Butch said that, he regretted it.
    "You – read – my – diary?!" Butch bit himself and turned to run. Cassidy’s bullet got him straight in the back. She couldn’t risk him talking. He would if he was made to. And besides, the bastard had read her diary. Cassidy brought out a small cloth and polished the gun, dropping it down besides Butch as she walked away.

    Jessie had been dreading this day. Her trial. It was all that Cassidy’s fault! She’d killed Maria, put her and James into a coma, framed her, and then shot Butch! They all knew it was her who shot Butch, so obvious. But still no one believed that Cassidy had framed Jessie. She swore blind she had killed no one. But she had. Jessie sighed and got up, walking as had been arranged to the Boss’s office.
    "Ah good, you are here. Your trial will start in 2 hours. You do know I know it was Cassidy? So why doesn’t she go. First, unlike her, you’ve never succeeded in catching a pokémon since you were 18. Second, I’m moving Cassidy to the Assassin’s Team. So I can’t have her fired." A slow grin crept on Giovanni’s face. Everyone knew what happened to those who were fired. They were assassinated. Jessie suddenly knew her fate, she would be fired, and that Cassidy would have the glory of killing her. Jessie could never let Cassidy have that. She knew what she had to do, and she wasn’t happy with it.
    "I’m sorry Boss. But I will not allow Cassidy to have that." Jessie hand moved to her belt.