Second Chance

When I got to my room, Jesse was sitting on the window seat like usual and he was reading another book from my mother's collection.

"Hello," he said looking at me when I walked in. "So what did your mother say?"

I went and sat beside him on the cushion. "She says you can stay as long as you want, but she has to talk it over with Andy when he gets home."

I frowned a bit and slumped in my seat. All I could think was that since Jesse was alive he was going to find his own apartment somewhere and move away and forget all about me. We had already had this conversation before and he had promised me that he would never leave me, but that was before he actually had his life back. Who knows what he was thinking now?

"That's great," he said giving me a smile but then frowned with a look of concern when he noticed that I didn't look too happy. "Susannah, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," I mumbled. "It's just that you have your own life now, and I just know sooner or later your going to realize how stupid you were to hang around with someone like me. Then you're going to move away and forget all about me." I said sadly, telling him exactly what I thought.

"Is that what you think?" he ask shocked, "That I'm going to leave and never come back?"

I just nodded my head. "Why wouldn't you?"

"You don't know how important you are to me," He said tenderly, "I'm not going to move away, I'll stay with you, as long as you want me to." He wrapped his strong arms around me and pulled me closer, onto his chest.

"Good," I said lamely, "cause if you left I'd miss you a whole bunch." I leaned my head on his shoulder, just below his chin, and sighed happily.

Just at that moment Andy walked in carrying at cot under one arm.

"Umm, hope I'm not interrupting anything." He said looking uncomfortable noticing the position we were in when he walked in.

"Umm, nope" I said, climbing off the window seat, with a slight blush covering my cheeks. I was hoping neither of them would notice.

I was also hoping Jesse would stay on the window seat so we could continued our cuddle session right after Andy left, but it was already too late, the mood was ruined

"Jesse this is Andy, Andy, Jesse" I said, making quick introductions, feeling even grumpier when Jesse stood up.

"Hi Jesse," Andy said, looking at bit more relaxed, "I guess your staying with us for a while"

Jesse nodded his head.

Andy set the cot down beside my bed. "I guess this is for you then," he said, unfolding it carefully.

"Well since it's getting late I guess I'll be on my way, see you later," He said—finally—and turned around and walked out the door to my room.

I glanced at the clock. Andy was right, it was getting pretty late. The red digital numbers were flashing close to eleven p.m.

I sighed and flopped down on my bed while Jesse sat down on his cot.

"You should get to sleep soon, Susannah," Jesse said, "You have school tomorrow."

I groaned remembering it was Sunday. "Ugh, thanks for reminding me." I said sarcastically.

Jesse smirked back at me, "I am not joking, you should get to sleep."

"Fine" I said rolling my eyes at him and hopping out of bed.

I grabbed a pair of boxers and a baggy T-shirt—my new style since Jesse moved in—and ran to the bathroom to get changed.

When I came out Jesse was still sitting there.

"You can go get changed in the bathroom now, if you want." I said as I flopped back down on my bed.

Jesse blinked, "Oh yeah, I have to sleep now don't I"

I laughed at him and nodded my head. "It might take a while to get used to it."

Jesse stood up and started walking to the bathroom, but stopped and turned around with a funny look on his face.

"Susannah, what am I suppose to where to bed?" he asked and I swear he looked slightly embarrassed.

I thought for a minute. What was Jesse suppose to where to bed? Well my stepbrothers just wear their undies to bed, but I don't know if Jesse would be too keen on that.

"Well now a days," I said grinning, "guys usually where their boxers to bed."

Jesse raised an eyebrow—the one with the scar—and said, "Ok" as he turned around and walked into the bathroom.

I wonder what guys wore to bed a hundred and fifty years ago?

When Jesse came out a minute later, my mouth almost dropped open. I mean, standing there, in the flesh, was my dream guy, with perfect abs, wearing nothing but his boxers.

I quickly looked down to hide my blush as Jesse slipped under the covers of his bed.

I stood up quickly hoping he hadn't noticed that I was blushing and turn out the lights.

"Good night, querida." Jesse said quietly.

"Good night, Jesse," I said back, "Sleep tight"

Jesse sighed and I could hear him turn over in his bed. "This is the first time I've slept in a hundred in fifty years." He said under his breath but I still heard him.

A/N: Ooh look the end of the chapter! Hahahah yeah, yeah, I know its kinda short, but I wanted to end it there so to bad! AND LET ME RIMIND YOU AGAIN THAT THIS STORY REALLY DEOS HAVE PLOT! Hahahah! Ok buhbye! I'll update reeeeeal soon!