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~*The Undoing of the Mediator*~

Chapter 4: Of Old Men and Libraries

~*Suze*~

When I woke up the next morning, on Saturday, I found a folded note in my hand. Curious, I opened it. It was from Jesse! It said………Jesse still loves me! But he was totally right. I was giving up, and something like that completely wasn't like me.

I quickly took a shower and pulled on an awesome J-Crew sundress and my new slides. I knew Jesse was following me around, and I wanted to make absolutely sure I was looking my best.

I walked downstairs to find everyone enjoying a large breakfast of blueberry pancakes along with other gourmet breakfast foods. Never being quite the breakfast person that my step-brothers were, I ate the smallest pancake and braved the OJ. Hopefully it wasn't all backwashed yet. Living with three teenage boys is no joke, I tell you. It's rather disgusting, actually. Dopey was inhaling pancake after pancake, sometimes two at once. Just as I was wondering how long it would take Sleepy to keel over into his plate of syrupy pancakes my mother asks, "What are you doing today, Suzie?"

No one but my mom is allowed to call me Suzie. Seriously.

I turned to face her. "Just heading to the library to do some research for school" I replied. What I really wanted to do was to find information on stripping Mediators of their powers, and finding that would be no walk in the park.

"Gotta go, later!" I said, forcing a huge smile on them. I've noticed that if you act all happy parents won't suspect you of doing anything strange. I'm very prone to doing strange things, according to my mother.

"Don't you want anything else to eat, Suze? I mean, we have all this food" said Andy, looking a little hurt and gesturing to the mounds of food on the table.

"My smile turned a little more sympathetic, "No, I'm alright, but thanks anyway Andy!" And I walked out the door. Free.

The public library was about a half a mile away from my house, so I had no problem with walking. I was a little nervous about my new slides, and memories of the last time I wore new shoes popped into my head, but I ignored them.

When I finally got to the library, I realized how lost I was.  Book after book obscured my vision.  I couldn't even find a page on Mediators on the web, so how was I supposed to find a book on one? 

"Jesse," I whispered out of the corner of my mouth so people wouldn't think I was talking to myself.  "Jesse, are you here?"

A single book slid out of the bookshelf in front of me and landed at my feet.  I took that as a yes. 

"Jesse, see if you can find any books on Mediators," I said, still muttering to the bookshelf in front of me. 

I was pretty sure he had left, so I walked over to the books on the supernatural and started skimming. How to contact the dead…….I didn't really have a problem with that……..Pet Psychics……..the I-Ching……..nothing.  There were no books in front of me that contained what I needed.

"Looking for something that isn't there, sweetie?" said a raspy voice

I whipped around and came face to face with a very, very old man.  His clothes were ragged and torn, and man, he smelled.  Creepy, huh?  "Actually, I was just leaving," I replied.  Old guys do NOT call me sweetie and get away with it. 

"I know what you are.  I, too, see things that aren't there.  I know where you can find it,"  he said, peering even closer at me.

"Find what, exactly?" I whipped back around.  Now I was interested!

"The only book ever written on who we are.  What we can do," he answered.  "I saw you talking to him before……….talking to one of them." 

Now how could he know that unless he was another Mediator?  "Where can I find it?" I asked reluctantly.  He wrote an address on one of the little slips of paper the library always has so you can write down the call numbers or whatever.  I looked at it.  "1056 Manchester Way.  Ask for George."  I knew that street, it was mainly shops and restaurants.  My problem lay in the fact that it was about twenty miles away, and I still hadn't gotten my driver's license yet.  I thought about who I could call.  Not my step-brothers, they would ask too many questions.  Same with my parents.  Adam, I thought.  Adam would take me. 

I walked over to the payphone and dialed his number. 

A/N:  I know this one was kinda short, but we were getting finals back and I was kinda freaking out about that!  The next ones will be a 'lil longer (hopefully).  Thanks for reading, guys!!  Many, many more chapters to come (this is just the beginning!) It might be a few days before a new chapter, b/c of a new semester starting, but I'll do my best to get it up as soon as possible!!  PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! Love ya all!

~Summer