I've said it before and I'll say it again. Jesse is so hot! Wait, wasn't I supposed to say something else? Oh yeah. If I owned Suze I'd make her stop being a girlie girl, if I owned Jesse I'd hug him for all eternity, and if I owned Paul I'd kick his arse and tell him to get his own girlfriend. Unfortunately, I don't own anything from the Mediator, but I can still hope. *sigh*

Hey I was thinking maybe we could put 1-800-Where-R-You fics in this section, since they are both Jenny Carroll.

Life sux.*sigh* Yup that about sums it up.

This is a link chapter, nothing extremely critical happens, but I need to put it in here to keep things running smoothly.

Thank you reviewers, I love you all and give you endless cyber hugs.
Thanks especially to Joy for putting up with my endless babble about
my fic and James Marsden in French class.

Chapter 5

Trying Not to Think

Argh! Finally! After an hour and a half of watching Dopey and Sleepy inhale and regurgitate their tacos with cheese sauce, I am so ready to puke. God, they eat like llamas, complete with open mouths and lots of spit. One word: Eww.

I yank open my bedroom door and start, "Hi Jesse, sorry that you had to wait so long, but we had to have another long Ackerman-Simon family... Jesse?" He wasn't there.

Huh?

How rude. Honestly you think that when you tell a guy to stay put, he'd stay put. Wait, what am I talking about? Since when has a guy ever done what you want him to? Um...no times that I can think of. But I mean this is Jesse I'm talking about, Mr. I-will-uphold-my-honor-at-all-costs. He normally keeps his promises. Maybe he is still mad at me for calling him dead. Jerk.

Okay, not worrying about it. If he wants to be a butt and ignore me, that's his problem. I'm not even going to think about it. Okay...maybe I am. No! Bad Suze! Go to sleep! No thinking!

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I didn't sleep. I tried to, I really did, but I just couldn't help it, the thinking I mean. I hate it when he's mad at me, it completely sucks. I wonder where he is right now.(A.N.:and here's Jesse now! "Slater! If you don't get your tongue out of her mouth right now I'll..." and now back to Suze!) Oh well, back to attempting to lose consciousness and not thinking.

*Flashback: "Paul is going to try to exorcise Jesse." Freaky.*

Okay whoah. I now know three things:

I'm schizo. I know where Jesse is. Paul is so dead... as soon as I figure out how to use this stupid rock Rowan gave me.

Nope, banging it against my bedpost is so not working.

"You do realize that that is an ancient artifact?" said Rowan from
behind me.

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Another chapter. Please review. tired...