A.N - Got this out a bit earlier because Moondancing Millie and I are proper excited about the next chapter of Lady of The Night which should be up tomorrow.

Also, Happy belated Birthday to Maz.

And I'd also like to say thank you to everyone who reviewed last chapter. The most response for this story yet. Thank you guys.

Chapter 10

Suze's thoughts were a confused mess. She had ignore Jesse and listened to Paul. Shifter and the thought of what they could, apparently, do were haunting her. She felt a headache coming on.

Claiming she was going to see the nurse - which she really intended on doing - Suze received a pass and left the classroom.

Paul still had Jesse's warning of 'Stay away from her' ringing in his head when he looked up and saw the girl in question walking along the hall.

'If only Jesse had waited a minute longer,' Paul thought evilly. 'Oh Well. His loss.'

"Hey Suze!" Paul called out before jogging quickly over to her.

"Not now Paul." She sounded so tired, fed up.

"But Suze, don't you want to learn how to shift?"

Paul watched as the different expressions played over her face. He knew she was warring with her better judgement. She wanted to learn, just not with him. He shouldn't have let on to the fact Jesse knew how as well.

"I was only going to see the nurse …" She explained half-heartedly, gesturing weakly in the direction she had been walking.

"Well, now you're coming with me." Paul held out his hand and genuinely smiled. "Come on."

Suze looked unsure. Her gaze darted between the nurse's office, Paul's hand and Paul himself, before it finally settled on his face. All she saw was honesty. He wasn't going to do anything to her.

Sighing, she put her hand in his, feeling the warmness of his fingers seeping into her own. She … trusted him. To a certain extent.

Paul led her out to the back of the school where there was a small cemetery.

"Huh," Suze said looking around. "I Didn't know this was here."

Paul shrugged.

"We're going to need privacy," he explained. "When you shift, your body is left behind. We don't want anybody walking over and finding both of us out cold." He smirked a little. "Not to mention skipping class."

Suze chewed on her bottom lip nervously.

"I suppose," she agreed. "But Paul, I kind of don't want to physically shift. Can we just talk about it?"

"I know," his eyes sparkled. "And after we talk. You'll want to. Trust me."

Suze shook her head in the negative. Paul simply shrugged again.

"We'll see," he replied cryptically.

He gestured to a patch of grass nearby where they could sit. It's funny really, both of them couldn't help but think. You'd think that cemeteries would be swarming with ghosts, but they're not.

As they sat, Paul explained to Suze how to shift. Shut your eyes, picture the place you want to go and voila! you're there. Apparantly, you could shift through time as well. But it was complicated and not recommended.

True to his word, the more she heard, the more she wanted to actually experience it. The excitement in her voice alerted Paul to that fact too.

"So," he said. "Ready to shift?"

Suze hesitantly nodded, not really wanting to admit that he was right and that she had changed her mind.

Paul help out his hand to her. Suze looked at the offending appendage pointedly and it's owner rolled his eyes.

"Come on Suze," he replied exasperatedly. "You don't know what Purgatory looks like. If I'm touching you, I can take you there with me. Just take the damn hand."

She had just slowly put her hand in his and closed her eyes ready for a new sensation to overtake her when she felt someone standing behind her. Someone with an unearthly glow.

Suze snatched her hand back from Paul.

"You!" She exclaimed to the ghost. "You just disappeared last night! How am I suppose to help you if I don't even know your name?!"

Paul galred at the intruder. It seemed like no one wanted him to be alone with Suze. At least not for long.

"Who the hell are you?" He spat angrily.

The ghost looked angry, when he's been alive everyone had known who he was. Now they wanted to know how fast they could get rid of him. He started shaking with the intensity of the feelings bubbling inside of him.

"I shouldn't be dead! That's how you can help me, mediator," he pointed a finger at Suze, "make me alive again!"

Suze rolled her eyes. If she had a dollar for every time a ghost said that …

"Look, … ghost," Suze scrunched up her nose, remembering she still didn't know his name. "That's not possible but there's something keeping you here. Keeping you from moving one."

"I shouldn't be dead! That's what's keeping me from moving on. My brother should be the one stuck like this."

"You want your brother to die? So you're going to enact some kind of revenge? Kill him so that you're not the only brother dead?"

"Hey, that's not a bad idea…"

Suze jumped up to grab the ghost's arm, which was totally pointless as he could just dematerialise. It stopped him though.

"Wait, you can't kill your brother!" She tried to reason with him.

"Look, you don't understand. Neil should have died. He's not the champion swimmer, yet he was the one who managed to hold onto the boat longer. It's not fair."

"Neil? As in Jake's friend?" Suze asked.

The ghost cast her a duh look that clearly said she should have figured it on sooner.

"Yes." He rolled his eyes. "I'm Craig. Now let me go and let me kill my brother."

You'd have thought that hearing yourself say such a ridiculous thing out loud would put the idea out of your head. Evidently not, in Craig's case at least.

"Who says both of you have to die?" Paul spoke up for the first time since his earlier livid outburst.

His statement was met with two blank, un believing faces.

"What if I told you there was a way you and your brother could switch places?"