A/N: Hey! I just finished reading Twilight, and it is AMAZING! I love it! I hate Paul even more than before, if that's possible. But still. GO JESSE!!!! Hoot! Hoot!

Moving swiftly onwards: this is either a 'One Shot' or a 'Many Pages Fic'. I don't know which. I'll decide later I think.

I have my T.B injection this week, so PLEASE be nice and review! I hate needles, so I kind of need something to take my mind off it. Is that emotional blackmail enough for you? Lol. I am only kidding. Except for the T.B jab part. And the fact I'm scared to death.

Plus it'd be nice if someone did review. : )

This is set about three years after Twilight. Enjoy!

I ignored the annoying rattling sound that was coming from my window. I'd only got back from my latest mediating fiasco at 3am and I was determined to get at least five hours sleep. But to no avail. I opened my eyes and squinted up at my alarm clock, feeling my eyes sting from the sudden glowing light the numbers gave off. I sighed, 4am. Was my work never done?

I got up groggily, glad that I had yet to change out of my ripped jeans and favourite faded black tee. I didn't want to scare whoever it was that was lurking around outside my bedroom window.

I tip-toed to my window seat, taking a second to admire the beautiful Carmel bay by moonlight. It truly was the most beautiful place on earth. Well at least it seemed like that at four in the morning when I had yet to sleep. But even though my brain wasn't doing a very good job processing everything right now, I knew I was right. It truly was amazing.

I opened the window with difficultly. It seemed that fumbling fingers came hand in hand with being completely wrecked. I quickly slipped on my sneakers before hoisting myself over the window frame and onto the handy little ledge below. Scanning the surrounding area cautiously I found myself looking down at an unrecognisable car. Then found myself losing my breath completely.

Like in that song. You know the one by Destiny's Child? Except I doubted they lost their breath for the same reason if you know what I mean.

Even in the faint light that was filtering through the huge pine tree above my head, I could so tell what was going on. I found myself looking straight at the guy that -not too long ago- graduated college with honours. The guy that I'd first met when moving to Carmel with my mom three years ago. The guy I'd come to love. Jesse.

I saw him grin up at me from where he was standing beside the sparkling new car. His pride and joy. After Spike of course. His teeth gleamed in the silvery moonlight that was also playing on the blue highlights of his normally dark hair. He dropped the remainder of his pebble collection on the floor as I jumped down and came to stand in front of him.

"Hello Doctor De Silva. I take it as you decided you didn't need any sleep tonight?" I asked in an amused voice. He grinned down at me happily. He never ceased to smile when someone called him that. Doctor I mean.

And seeing as that's been his job since he left college a year ago I'd say that makes him one happy guy. Especially when he gets to show off his extensive scientific knowledge. Something that David was finding perfect. He finally had someone to speak to that actually understood what he was going on about. He'd gotten plenty attached to Jesse since the prom all those years ago. Now he wouldn't quit following the guy. He'd walked in on me and Jesse at least twice now. It was getting kind of annoying having step-brothers. Jesse however found the whole thing hilarious.

"What are you doing here?" I asked curiously. He flashed me another brilliant smile before slipping his hands around my waist.

"Do I need a reason?" he asked calmly. Now it was my turn to grin. Since Jesse was a full time Doctor and Mediator now it's pretty difficult finding time to just be with each other. That -alongside my college studies- also means the only precious moments we do spend together are normally for whatever ghost has decided to grace us with its presence recently. Like earlier on when me and Jesse had the gruelling task of finding some old lady's purse, which she dropped on the beach right before she croaked.

The great thing being: Jesse and I get to work on the cases together. The down side is that we have to be professional about the whole thing. No kissing or moonlit strolls for us.

But Jesse was here now. I couldn't help but slip my arms around his neck as he pulled me closer to him. I smiled up at him as he lowered his mouth to mine.

I instantly felt all my thoughts disappear. All except the ones about us. Our future. Because now that Jesse was alive, who was to stop us living happily ever after? I finally had the guy of my dreams, and I intended to hold onto him till the end of time. And the way he was kissing me now, I could tell he was feeling the same. I'd finally found my soul mate. My equal. The guy I wanted to spend the rest of eternity with. Just like Madam Zara predicted.

He pulled away from me, breathing raggedly. I could feel his warm breath tiggling my face. I couldn't help but giggle. I know it's weird, but I was in a weird kind of mood. And Jesse's breathing just seemed hilariously funny to me. Instead of looking down at me like I was some kind of freak however, he just continued looking at me intently. I guess that's what made me shut up. Him looking at me like that. I blinked up at him curiously.

"What?" I asked confusedly. I felt him pull away from me slightly as he continued to study me with that same intense calmness.

Then he did something that I totally hadn't expected:

He got down on one knee.

And let me just say, if my heart wasn't fluttering wildly before then it sure as hell was now. I watched in astonishment as he reached into the pocket of his soft suede jacket, to produce a ring.

And that's when I knew I'd lost it. I just stared at him in shock. He smiled at me a little, still looking a bit cautious about what he was about to ask me.

Then he said it. The words I'd only ever imagined him saying in the distant fantasies of my mind. But this was real. He was real.

"Susannah, will you marry me?"

Well I guess that's what it would have sounded like if I hadn't lent down and kissed him before he got to finish it. I pulled away only to whisper briefly against his lips:

"Of course I'll marry you."

Which all things considered, was a very good way to end that day.