A/N: I do not own Haunted and I am not, although I may wish it, Meg Cabot. The whole first part is the last page, so I warn that if anyone has not read Haunted that they do not read on. I strongly suggest that anyone reading it right now stops at this period.


' "Jesse," I said, feeling drunk with happiness, "I don't care about any of that. That kiss . . . that kiss was the best thing that ever happened to me."

I was simply stating a fact. That's all. A fact that I'd been sure he'd already known.

But I guess it came as a surprise to him, since the next thing I knew, he'd pulled me into his arms, and was kissing me all over again.

And it was like the world, which had, for the past few weeks, been off its axis, suddenly righted itself. I was in Jesse's arms, and he was kissing me, and everything was fine. More than fine. Everything was perfect. Because he loved me.

And yeah, okay, maybe that meant he had to move out . . . and yeah, there was the whole Paul thing. I still wasn't too sure what I was going to do about that.

But did any of that matter? He loved me!

And this time when he kissed me, no one interrupted. '

We ended up missing the feast of Father Serra. But it didn't matter! I was with Jesse and that was everything I always wanted. I was happy.

And not just because his tongue was playing tonsil-hockey in my mouth.

But because I was in his arms and I found out what I wished for all along. That Jesse loved me too. And at this moment we lay on the ground at his tombstone. Just staring into each other's eyes. I was smiling too, a big grin played over my lips. Hector 'Jesse' De Silva was holding me, and a grin was on his lips too. No one spoke, but I had a question that I really wanted answered.

"Do you have to leave to the rectory?"

Jesse just held me, staring into my eyes, his grin faltered. But then he smiled again.

"No. I don't think I should now," He said leaning in for another kiss, "Although Father Dominic might disagree."

I laughed and kissed him this time.

"No, he most definitely won't agree. He thinks we shouldn't be together. But I say we don't listen to them, because . . . I- I love you," The words were new on my tongue and I didn't really know what would happen.

Jesse sat up a little and looked down into my eyes.

"I love you to Susannah," he cupped my cheek, "My one and only querida."

I smiled and Jesse bent forward and kissed me with so much passion that I almost past out.

Because it was real! It was happening!

I sadly had to pull away from the passionate kiss.

"We better get back. Father D. might come looking for us. He's probably already noticed that both of us are missing, and soon enough he'll put two and two together."

Jesse sighed and began to sit up. But I gently pulled him back down.

"We don't have to go back yet."

He laughed and we started making-out again.

We didn't go back until people were clearing up booths. Jessie and I made sure to get as much dirt as possible off of us, from where we were, on the ground, at Jesse's tombstone of all places. We had gotten it so it wasn't noticeable.

Not noticeable if you weren't looking for us. Like Father D. was.

And Father D. had grabbed my arm, well he didn't grab my arm, more like he lead me away from the 'feast'. Jesse, knowing it was about him too, had followed, into the school and to Father Dom's office.

"Well?" He said after we had seated ourselves in the guest chairs in front of his desk.

"Well what?" I questioned back.

Father Dominic gave me a look that was an I-was-not-born-yesterday look. He eyes shifted to Jesse's, the same look of the Father's face.

Father D. was the first to crack. He let out a sigh and looked at us both, like looking at intolerable children.

"I know both of you have missed the feast, and there is still a remnant of dirt on both of you. I can just guess what you two have been up too."

Jesse's eyes met Father D.'s own and they told him all he needed to know.

Jesse's eyes where sparkling still.

"I forbid you all to continue this."

I almost jumped out of the chair.

"What?" It turned out I wasn't the only one who didn't like it, for Jesse had spoken at the same time, but his was a border-on-anger no.

He shook his head and leaned back in his desk's chair.

"But why? Why do you both wish this upon yourselves? Jesse, you know that Susannah will grow old, and you will stay about twenty years old until you move on."

All Jesse did was nod. Of coarse he knew this.

"Yes sir. I do."

"Then why," He said with a sigh, "Do you continue this?"

Jesse grinned, and I could tell, even before he said it, what he was going to say.

"Because we love each other."

I could swear that Father Dominic's lines around his eyes deepened a little. His eyes shifted to mine, and I knew what he was going to ask.

"Is this true Susannah?"

I nodded.

"I love Jesse with all my heart."

Jesse looked over at me and smiled a huge grin that made him look even hotter. I mean, come on, who could resist a face like that. I sure couldn't, I knew I was blushing even before I felt the heat creeping up my neck.

Father Dom. sighed again and slumped back in his chair, looking kind of helpless in the matter. It was kind of sad actually.

"Well . . . I guess I can do nothing about the matter except strongly disagree."

We smiled and got up to go, as I opened the door to Father D.'s office, Jesse grabbed my hand, and I heard a sigh escape Father Dominic's lips, as we walked hand-in-hand out of his office. Only, to my despise, to be greeted by the devil himself.

"Aww, how sweet. Mind if I brake up this love boat?" Said Paul Slater in such an angry tone that sounded murderous to me.


A/N: I love cliff hangers, So how was it, please R&R. I'm working on the second chapter tomorrow. Actually since I'm continuing the book and the last page of the last chapter ended chapter 18. Then my story was chapter 19 then I'll have chapter 20 up soon .