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"Let me get this straight," said Jesse for what I swear was the millionth time. "You are going to travel back in time, to prevent Father Dominic from ever falling in love with a ghost, in order to avoid future pain on both sides."

"Pretty much." Somehow I didn't think that he would like this answer. I was right.

"Querida, I question your sanity. No one should alter what has already been."

"Paul time travels all the time."

"I though you said he was a creep." Jesse spoke the informal last word with difficulty.

"He is a creep of the umpteenth degree!" I spat heatedly.

What? It is so totally true. Bite me!

"Then why would you want to do anything the way he does it?"

"I don't! It just happens that time travel, for this particular situation, seems to be a good way of, you know, sorting things out."

"What if things don't go to plan?" inquired Jesse – reasonably, I admit grudgingly.

"Well – I'll cross that bridge when I come to it." I replied. "Or burn it, if I feel the need." Hmmm. Burning it sounds more like my style. Yes. Burn the bridge. I loved feeding my evil side.

Jesse looked utterly confused. One of the major disadvantages of being 150 years old is that you're not exactly up to date with the lingo of the now.

"I mean that I'll figure that out if I have to. I'll improvise."

Jesse understood this, but for some reason, he didn't seem to like it much.

"Susannah", he always calls me by my first name, "this is a bad idea. There are so many things that could go wrong!"

"Not necessarily…" I tried to wheedle my way out of it, only Jesse had other ideas.

"What if the Father's old flame is violent? Like Maria de Silva?"

"Um, Jesse, this is Father D's girlfriend we're talking about. Violent? That I doubt."

"You never know," shot back Jesse.

"Well then, let's find out!" I answered back just as quickly.

We sat in silence for a few minutes, until Jesse spoke up.

"Susannah, I can't stop you from doing what you wish to do. Just try to be careful – I won't be around to help you."

"Trust me," I replied confidently, "I have being doing this mediating thing all of my life. I will be fine." Which is true. I will be fine. I'm always fine.

"I hope so", murmured Jesse, although he didn't sound too convinced.

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