A/N: Just a oneshot of the scene in haunted. Jesse's POV on the last chapter (the graveyard scene).
Disclaimer: I do not own the Mediator.
I materialized at my own headstone, staring at the words engraved in them. Susannah. She went through so much trouble for me. I do not deserve her. I had not right to kiss her; she deserved someone better than me. Anyone would be better than me. After all, a living, breathing person would definitely be better than someone with no life, someone dead. I was lost in my own thoughts when I heard her footsteps down the pathway. I saw her approaching me, and she slipped her fingers through mine on the headstone.
"I'm sorry," I needed to apologize, I was too forward with her "for everything." I kept my gaze on the headstone, too ashamed of my actions to look at her in the eye. She shrugged, "I understand I guess." She understood? Understood what? " I mean, you can't help it if you don't… well, don't feel the same way about me as I do about you." What did she just say? Did she just say… she loved me? Did she think that I did not return her feelings? Did she think I wanted to leave her alone? Nombre de Dios, if I could, I would want to spend my whole life with her. " Is that what you think?" I asked her, "That I wanted to leave?" She looked shocked once she heard this "Didn't you?" Why would I want to leave?
"How could I stay?" Yes, how could I? "After what happened between us, Susannah, how could I stay?" I should never have kissed her. I should never have… fallen in love with her. I should have left when I had the chance, when she asked me if I wanted to go back to… that place. I should have said yes. Then, this would never have happened. She had not idea was I trying to tell her. "What happened between us?" She wanted to know "What do you mean?" She sounded like she genuinely did not know what was happening.
"That kiss." That kiss. I let go of her hand, and she lost her balance for a while. That kiss. I should never have done what I did. What kind of gentleman was I? I should never have gotten so forward with her. What if… it led to… led to… that? I should never have kissed her. I loved her, but she could never be with someone like me. Someone without breath, someone dead.
"How could I stay? Father Dominic was right. You need to be with someone your family and friends can actually see. You need to be with someone who can grow old with you. You need to be with someone alive." That last word pained me. I was dead. None of her friends and family could ever see me. She and I could never be together. I was lost in my own thoughts when she spoke. "Jesse, I don't care about any of that. That kiss… that kiss was the best thing that ever happened to me." When I heard that, I was delirious. She did not care! She just wanted to be with me. My querida was the most generous, giving, loving person that I did not deserve. "Querida…" I whispered as I drew her close to me, I sealed her lips with mine. I love you.
A/N: Is it any good? Just a short oneshot on Jesse's POV. Read and Review please! By the way, that place that Jesse was walking about was the place he got exorcised to in book 4. Perhaps if I get any good reviews, I'll continue to write oneshots on Jesse's POV.