Title: So Much For My Weekend- A Mediator FF
written by EIW :8)
This is my first ff on this site and I don't know how to explain it,hmm so I'll let this quote explain it it's werid I'm usually good with summaries
Summary : I'll admit it, I don't know why I was in Shadowland, I couldn't remember much from what had happen today, Oh my God am I dead because I'm looking right at my body...but if I'm breathing in shadowland why are they two of me?...Paul Slater I'll kill him later, he's most likely the reason why
hope you enjoy
EIW :8)
Chapter 1
It was Friday afternoon and Father Dom had already call me into his office after most of the students from Caramel had left. He was going out of town for the weekend and was just making sure I could handle taking care of ghost. Which I think is ridiculous, I send ghosts to their finally destination, it may sound cool but is so not some ghosts don't leave so peacefully and others just accept it and leave.
Without the use of your fists. Father Dom had said as I tried to pay attention. I nodded so he knew I heard that part.
Susannah, please listen to me, promise me no exorcism, none of the usual trouble, and please put your differences behind you and try to show Paul the light, and maybe show Jesse how to use a computer, if he's going to go in the medical field it might help him a little. Father Dom said.
I can't believe this doesn't Father Dom, doesn't he realize it's the weekend, I mean I don't mind spending more time with my boyfriend Jesse even if he was a 150 years old ghost in till a couple of weeks ago, what I do mind is showing Jesse how to use today's technology not so easy,I mean he gets confuse with just pressing the buttons on a remote control. And Paul Slater the idea of having to hang around him sickens me.
Father Dom as much fun as that sounds, I think I rather take a pass on this. I said very seriously.
Suze, I know it isn't fun for you but it's a responsibility. Father Dom said trying to hide his cigarettes.
How are they my responsibility? I asked not so happy . I could understand how Jesse is but Paul, how is he my responsibility .
Susannah, I don't have time to explain but it's your responsibility have a good weekend, I have to go or I'll miss my flight. Father Dom had said before I could get another word out.
He doesn't really think I'm going to do what he had just ask? I asked myself and had got a quick yes from Father Dom from the end of the hallway.
The joys of being a mediator.
