Suze's POV

"Who the hell are you?" Jesse asked her.

"And why do you keep showing up, trying to kill Susannah?" He asked.

She smacked her gum loudly.

"Listen to me boy, my name is Ashley, and I was killed by this little bitch." She said stabbing her finger at me.

Me!

I didn't kill anyone!

No one!

Never would I kill anyone in my life, much less hurt them.

"I'm afraid that you're wrong. I would never kill anyone." I said.

"Shut up bitch." She smacked at me.

"Yes." Jesse said.

"Who told you that? Who?" He demanded.

"Who?" I asked nervously.

"I said shut up bitch!" Her tension was clearly rising.

"Well who?" Jesse growled.

She rolled her eyes and smacked her gum.

"The same person who I THOUGHT killed me."

We stared at her as she smacked her gum.

"Paul Slater."

"PAUL SLATER!" Jesse screamed.

"Of COURSE he would say that Susannah killed you, he totally despises her!" He said. Wow, Jesse just said totally.

"Stop making lies." She said.

"He's not lying!" I said desperately.

"I said SHUT UP BITCH!" she screamed.

I guess that Jesse had enough with her calling me bitch because the next thing I knew he was punching her in the mouth.

"Jesse!" I screamed, and pulled him back.

The ghost got up off the ground and immediately dematerialized.

"Jesse. I've had ENOUGH excitement for one night." I said.

"Well Susannah." He said. "You're excitement isn't over yet."

He reached into his pocket, and brought out a small box.

I couldn't believe it.

Was he going to PROPOSE to me!

He slowly got down on his knee.

"Susannah Simon." He said.

"Will you marry me?" I couldn't believe my ears.

"YES! YES JESSE DE SILVA! YES!" I kissed him passionately, and then said, clearly out of breath and tears in my eyes,

"I really think that I've had enough excitement in my night now." I said, more tears welling up from my overwhelming joy.

"Yes, Let's go to bed." Jesse said, pulling me onto the bed. I immediately fell asleep.

The next day we went to MGM studios.

As we walked into the park, I immediately was astonished by how it looked.

It looked exactly like a set for a movie.

We went on the Rock 'n' Roller Coaster, saw the Lights, Motors, Action! Extreme Stunt Show, which Brad immediately wanted to sign up for.

He said that if he did that show, Kelly Prescott would be all over him.

Jake just laughed and called him a freakin' idiot again, but he didn't say freakin' or idiot, just like before.

We saw the Muppet 3-D show, which Jake was dying to see.

Brad thought that it was totally idiotic, and Jesse made the sad mistake of asking David if he knew how 3-D movies worked.

Of course, he knew, and went rambling on for what seemed like hours, but he finally shut up when Jake stuffed some napkins in his mouth.

We saw The Little Mermaid, Jakes request again, and Brad was about to die.

Then we went on the Tower of Terror, my all time FAVORITE ride in the whole park. When we got into the elevator, I took my seat next to Jesse.

Jesse was next to Brad, who was next to David, who was next to Jake.

They took us all the way up to the top floor, and just when they were about to drop us, the ghost appeared in front of me.

Jesse grabbed my arm, and they dropped us, faster than the speed of gravity.

The ghost slowly approached me and pulled out a knife, which she placed on my throat. This reminded me of Jesse's ex-fiancée Maria De Silva the night she came and threatened that I either tell my dad to stop digging the hole, or die.

She was about to slit my throat, when Jesse kicked her with his foot, which made her dematerialize quickly.

When we got off the ride, we left the park, all of us.

Jake, Brad, David and of course Jesse and Me.

Jesse and I tumbled into our room, and laid down on the couch.

"Oh Jesse." I breathed.

"I can't take anymore of this ghost stuff."

"I know Querida," he said.

"I know."

Jesse's POV

Just then, my cell phone rang.

What a great time to have my cell phone ring.

I grabbed it out of my pocket.

"Hello?" I said.

"Hello, Jesse De Silva I presume? Mark Parkons here, I'm for the United Doctors Association. May I have a word with you for a second?"

I glanced over at Susannah, and she was messing with her ring.

I smiled and went out of the room.

"Yes Mr. Parkons, I can have a word." I said.

"Good, Jesse." He said.

"The doctors at Carmel Community Hospital are astounded by your work, and they would like to put you on a higher level job." He said.

"Yes sir." I responded, very pleased with the news.

"You will have to come and work in England." He said. I froze.

"England?" I asked.

"Yes Jesse, until you either quit your job, or move up to a new level." He said, very confident in his decision.

"Will I be able to take a family member with me?" I asked, thinking briefly of Susannah. "Depends, what family member?" he asked.

"Well, she's not really family yet." I said, hoping that he caught on to what I was saying. "Oh. Fiancée, I see. Um, Jesse, I'm sorry, but you either take the job, or you take your fiancée, it's either one." He said.

"Will I ever get to see her again?" I asked, feeling tears come on.

"Yes. There is one visiting week. You get to either go home and see them, or you have them come see you. It is the week of August the 20-27th every year." He said.

"Do you accept this new job? But before you make your decision, I would like you to know that this is a great honor, not many doctors are chosen for this job, and we would love to have you on our team of specialists." He said.

"So will you take the job, or your fiancée?" I had no choice, this was a great honor.

"Y-Y-Yes s-s-sir." I stuttered.

"Thank you so much Jesse, and your flight for England leaves in 2 days at 5:30 in the morning, you will be taking a private jet that picks you up in Disney World. Someone will pick you up at the airport in England. Thank you. Goodbye." He said.

"Bye." I mumbled, and I closed the phone.

How was I going to break the news to Susannah?

I walked into the room, still with a sad expression on my face.

Susannah ran up to me immediately.

"Jesse!" she cried. "What's wrong?"

She moved her hand up to my face and carefully stroked it.

I grabbed her hand and carefully slipped off her ring.

"W-what are you doing Jesse?" she asked, a faint gasp while she spoke.

"I just got a call from Mark Parkons, head of the United Doctors Association, and he wants me to move up and work in England." I said.

"Wow Jesse, that's great! I'm really proud of you!" She hugged me, and I felt really bad saying that I would take the job.

"But Susannah, I can't marry you." I said. She broke away from me and looked into my eyes.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because with this job, I can't bring any family members with me, and theirs only one visiting week a year, August 20-27th." I could see the tears in her eyes.

"When do you leave?" She managed to say.

"In 2 days." I replied.

"But Jesse, what if that ghost comes back?" She said.

"What if that ghost kills me?" She was right. That ghost had no schedule on when it dropped by to try and kill mi querida.

"I'm not as strong as you." She said, and she hugged me.

"Hold me." She said as she cried into my shirt.

"I love you." She sniffled.

"I love you too, I love you too." I said.

So there's the update. It sucks, I know. Don't rub it in please:(