Okay so, I want 4 reviews until I update. One is so not good enough. This is a sequel to 'The Past and The Present' which was the last Mediator fanfic I did. You don't need to read it to get this.

Disclaimer: I own nobody atm!

"You have got to be kidding me!" I cry.

"Oh, Suze, c'mon, don't be so uptight" Paul says calmly, with an evil smile appearing on his face.

"Uptight?!" I scream "This isn't uptight, this is me being furious! Where's Jesse?!" I look behind but I was only faced with hundreds of baffled faces. My family and friends. They were all very confused, they hadn't seen that this guy in front of me…no matter how (I hate to admit it) hot he looks in this tuxedo, well, this guy wasn't Jesse.

"Suze, just get on with it, you have to if you want your boyfriend back."

I froze.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I guess you'll see, we'll just get on with the ceremony, okay Suze?" Paul smiles. That stupid calm smile. Where was my Jesse? Was he hurt?

"No, we won't just get on, tell me where Jesse is" I stare at Paul a little longer, he's just looking at me. He isn't saying anything. He's just smiling.

"Did I happen to mention you look drop dead gorgeous in your dress?"

I can't believe him. I just can't. I turned around and stormed straight out of the church. I can see my bridesmaids scurrying behind me "CeeCee, Gina, just wait here, will you?" I leave them looking extremely confused. Yeah. Well, they weren't the only ones.

I stand outside the church in a panic. Where is Jesse? What was Paul doing here? I hadn't spoken to Paul for over a year, I thought he moved to London. How could he even know about the wedding? Let alone what time and place.

I hear the door close. I hear footsteps. I pick up the trail of my wedding dress and slowly turn around. Jesse?

"What's wrong, Suze?"

No, it wasn't Jesse. It was him.

"What do you mean what's wrong?" I say in hysterics "I walk down the aisle to be faced with someone I hate, someone who makes my guts churn every time I see his face, I walk down the aisle to be faced with you. Paul."

"Well…" Paul starts. I force him to stop, I'm still on my rant. And I should be as well. This is my wedding day and my groom is nowhere!

"And you're aksing me what's wrong! I mean, what the hell is wrong with you, Paul? You think you can just take Jesse's place? Well you can't, you can never take his place, Jesse is the one for me, not you, don't you see that by now?!" I take a breath. I'm so furious right now.

And worried.

"A guy can wish, can't he?" was all that Paul said.

"Yeah, a guy can wish, but wishing is different from actually doing, where is Jesse?"

I can hear nattering from inside the church. People are getting curious. I may have to kick Paul's butt. It might be hard in this gown but it's gonna have to be done.

He steps towards me. Closer, closer, closer. He's so close that he's whispering in my ear.

"You'll find out, after me and you are wed." he said it so quietly, such in a whisper that it sent shivers all down my spine.

But I'm not kidding. That's what he said.

"We aren't getting married! I'm getting married to Jesse! Where is he? Please, just tell me Paul, is he okay?" I take a few steps backwards, being so close to Paul like that made me feel uneasy. Unsafe.

"Oh, he's just fine, but he won't be, unless you marry me today, got that?" paul smiles that calm smile again "come on, my bride" he holds out his hand for me to hold and…well….

I took it.