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Damn. I cannot get rid of this fruitloop.

He stared at Graciella.

Ha, you thought he was talking to me, didn't ya? Yeah...me too.

"Just leave her alone." Jackson said shoving her behind himself. "Please." Marc smiled, "You think I'm really going to listen to you, Slater? You're just like your dad and how he always tried to protect her mom." He said looking at Gracie who was trembling as she clung to Jackson.

He smiled as he walked over to her, "Pretty, just like your mom. And you also don't know when to stop. That's why she's dead!" He screamed. Gracie started sobbing on Jackson's shoulder. "She never knew when to give up. And apparently neither do you."

"Shut up." She said quietly.

"Excuse me? You want to repeat that, de Silva?"

"I said, 'Shut up!'" She said as she tried to get her voice back. "She died protecting me. Protecting my dad..." I felt Jesse move as she said that. I looked over at him to see that his face was expressionless.

Marc grabbed her. "Graciella Susannah de Silva." Jackson tried to grab her, but Marc pushed him away. "Why don't you use your powers?" He mocked her. "Come on."

"I can't."

"You can't?" He smiled. "And why is that?"

"I can't."

His smiled got wider. "You're the daughter of a shifter who was also half witch and of an ex-ghost and you can't do anything?" A tear rolled down her cheek as he mocked her. "Come on, Miss de Silva."

She apparently also inherited Jesse's temper.

In an instant, she dematerialized.

"What the hell?" I heard Paul ask.

I could tell that Marc was getting frustrated, but hey, he asked for it. "WHERE ARE YOU?" Then he went flying.

"Jackson, run!" We heard a voice, but we couldn't see anyone.

"I'm not leaving you." He said, trying to find her. She rematerialized and said, "Go!" He looked at her and nodded. Then he reluctantly ran down the path.

As Marc was slowly coming to, she dematerialized again.

"What the hell?" Paul asked again. I looked at him and said, "She's the daughter of an ex-ghost, Paul."

"DE SILVA!!!" Marc yelled. Then he stopped, "She's here."

"Who's here?" Came Gracie's voice.

"Your mom."

Gracie rematerialized at that. Marc looked around.

"Oh my gosh." I whispered. Paul grabbed my hand, and I grabbed Jesse's, who reluctantly grabbed his brother's.

"SIMON!" He yelled. But we shifted before he could get to us.

"What do we do now?" Jesse asked when we got the Shadowland. I shrugged. He looked at me, "Susannah, you're a witch."

I looked at him. That really hurt. "What did you just call me?"

He shook his head, "No, Susannah. I said you're a witch. I wasn't calling you one."

"Yeah, Blondie." Paul said with a smirk.

"Shut up, Satan." I said back to him. Then to Jesse I said, "What's your point?"

"Do that thing you do with the star...it'll tell us where to go."

I sighed and raised my hands up. This time when I did it, the stars spelled out 1850.

"1850? What's in-" Then it hit me. "Oh my gosh!"

"What?"

"Jess...e, don't you see it? Marc's going to go back through time...and...do something."

Paul stared blankly at me, and then said to Jesse, "And for a minute there, I actually thought she was on to something."

"No, she is on to something, Slater."

Paul looked at Jesse. "De Silva, dude, you have spent way to much time with Suze."

"No I haven't...well, maybe I have...it's not like I had a choice." I glared at Jesse. He looked at me and smiled, "Not that I would have had it any other way, querida." He said to me reassuringly. He looked back at Paul, "I think what she's trying to say is..Marc's going back through time."

Paul stared at both of us. "No freakin' duh, Jesse! That's what he's been doing this whole time! Suze is seriously rubbing off on you!"

"No, Paul." I said. "Marc's going back through time to stop me and Jesse from escaping the fire in the barn."

Paul looked at me, realization of what I had just said was sinking in. "Ok. Well...1850 it is then." Jesse rolled his eyes and took my hand.

When we opened our eyes, I recognized the place immediatly. I looked over at Paul, "We'd better hide. We...or at least..you should be getting here soon." He nodded and we ran over to hide behind barrels.

Sure enough, Paul came along just as soon as we went behind the barrels. He went inside and talked to Mrs. (evil) O'neil and came back outside.

The real Paul sighed and said, "3...2...1." And then I ran out of the boarding house. I screamed, "Suze, what are you trying to do? Get us shot?"

Jesse rolled his eyes. I smiled at him, but he just shook his head.

We waited there all night. I msut have fallen asleep, since the next thing I hear was, "Suze!" I felt someone shake me. I opened my eyes to see Paul looking down at me. "Diego just came. Let's go in." I nodded and sat up. I had been laying on Jesse. He was asleep too.

"Jess. Jesse. De Silva!" I shook him. "Hector!"

"What?" He said as he rolled over.

"Come on!" I said trying to get him up.

"Suusaaanah!"

"Hector!"

"Gosh, I'm coming!" He said as he got up. He yawned and said, "I guess 150 years finally caught up with me." I smiled and he wrapped his arm around me.
Well, he seemed like he wasn't mad at me anymore.

"You do this for all people who die before their time?" I heard Past Jesse ask me as we walked inside and hid behind the hay.

Uh oh. I'm allergic to hay.

I was about to sneeze, but Jesse put his finger under my nose.

"Wow. That really works." I said.

"No, you're case is just special." I heard Past me say.

"There he is." I whispered to Jesse. He followed my gaze and saw Marc standing before us.

You dumb little fruitloop! Why won't you leave!???!?!

I groaned and ran really fast.

"Susannah!" Jesse whisper yelled at me.

But it was too late.

I didn't even think about it.

Yeah, you know that book where the girl saves the president and she just tackles the would-be assasin? Yeah. That was me.

Only, I wasn't protecting the president.

I was protecting 16 year old me.

Wow, that sounded so weird.

I tackled Marc.

You read that right.

"What the-"

"Shut up!"

I was on top of him as we rolled around in the hay. Jesse looked at me in horror.

The real Jesse, I mean. Not Past Jesse.

Come on! Where are you, Felix!?

Felix...heh heh...isn't that a cat's name?

Anyway...

"What the hell are you doing?" I looked down at the person I had tackled.

"Mario?"

He smiled. "Mario, what the- where-...WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?"

"I was hungry." He held up an apple. I stared at him.

"Oh my gosh. OH MY GOSH! Mario... UGH!" I walked back over to Jesse and Paul. Mario followed me as he ate his little apple.

Jesse stared at his brother. Mario just smiled at him.

Once again, we fell asleep. I woke up about an hour later. I was laying on Jesse with his jacket wrapped around me. I looked around and saw Mario asleep with his apple hanging out of his mouth, but no Paul.

I quietly untangled myself from Jesse's arms and walked out of the barn.

"Paul?"

He turned around and smiled. "Hey, Susie-Q." I walked up beside him. "What's wrong?" He shook his head and said, "Nothing."

"Paul, I know you better than that. You haven't looked this bad since the day you saw me and Jesse making out in the cemetery at the Juniperra Serra festival."

He laughed, but then looked away. "Come on, Slater. What's up?"

He sighed, "It's Mercy."

"What about her?"

"I don't know...I never told you but, ever since she found out she was pregnant, She's been acting weird. We kinda...we've seperated."

"Paul-"

"Not divorced or anything, but...I don't know."

I put my arms around him. "I'm sure everything will be fine."

"It's not like you did it." He said with a smile. I could hear ths sadness in his voice.

Paul wanted to be left alone, so I walked back inside. Jesse was awake now, and looked up at me when I walked in.

"Querida, what's wrong?" He asked as I sat down. I shook my head and rested my head against his chest. His arms automatically went around me.

"Um, Paul."

"What happened?"

"Jesse, do you think...do you think Mercy's baby is..."

"No. I haven't since the day I found out."

I looked up at him. "How did you know?"

He looked uncomfortable, "Just from stuff Paul told me."

No further questions on THAT subject.

I sighed, "Jesse-"

"I know." He said as he arms went tighter. He kissed the top of my head as I laid it back down on his chest.

"Suze, Jesse!" I opened my eyes.

"What is it?" I asked Paul. I followed his gaze and saw Marc watching as the fire started.

"Oh no."

Jesse stood beside us. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's -"

"No."

Jesse looked at me like I was insane. "Jess, if we change something, you might not shift back with me, or we may die."

Jesse sighed and said, "I know. And stop calling me Jess."

I looked up to see the fire spreading...

"Susannah, don't move." I heard Jesse say. Thats when I knew that any minute, Jesse would save me and we would jump out the window to safety.

But little did I know, that was the REAL Jesse talking to the REAL me.

I turned back and saw fire spreading all around me.

In an instant, just like before, Jesse came running through the flames to me.

But unlike before, we weren't safe.

We hit the ground, and I could feel the heat all around me...smoke feeling my lungs...

...and then...everything went black...

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