Disclaimer: i keep forgetting to put these in. but i own nothing expect the plot and that ghost, matt, from a couple of chapters again.

Suze's POV

I'm sitting on the edge of the cliff that overlooks the ocean when I hear a voice behind me.

"Thinking of jumping?" I don't turn around.

"Go away Paul." Of course he doesn't, instead he sits down next to me. I sigh and turn towards him,

"What part of go away is so hard to understand?" He shakes his head.

"Have you forgotten our deal? We've got a lesson tonight. And unless you want me to exorcize that dead cowboy you seem to be so in love with a deals a deal."

"He's not a cowboy" I mutter.

"Whatever." Paul says. "Let's go." He gets up but I stay right where I am.

"It doesn't matter anymore." I say. Paul stares at me.

"What? Did I just hear what I thought I heard? Suze Simon doesn't care if I exorcize Jesse? Has Hell frozen over? Is the world coming to an end? Can-"

"Shut up Paul. I get the point." I sigh and begin to explain.

"You don't have a picture of Jesse, so you can't summon him, and it's not as if your gonna get the chance to exorcize him by running into him or something unless you happen to find out where he's leaving for and if you do you better tell me where he is because I'm totally gonna kick his ass for doing this to me and to answer your first question yes I was thinking of jumping but with my luck I'd end up like Jesse and be stuck as a ghost for a hundred and fifty years and just annoy poor Father Dom and I hate to admit it but Father Dom was right and I never should have fallen in love with a ghost but Father Dom was assuming that Jesse would even return my feelings and he thought that it would just be impossible because I would never be able to introduce him to my parents and stuff but he didn't count on it being impossible because Jesse would decide that after kissing me three times it was okay to just take off and leave for who knows where, montana, or Slovakia, or Canada or something and...and..." I was crying at this point but for some reason I couldn't stop talking. This is the first time I've really felt bad for Paul Slater. Even he doesn't deserve to hear me pour my heart out over Jesse. Let me tell you, it isn't pretty.

"And...this just really really sucks." I finished. Paul stared at me. I glanced at him. He looked kind of...dazed.

"Sorry. You didn't need to hear that." He cleared his throat and I was fully convinced he was gonna ask me whether or not I had my period But instead he says,

"We have company." I follow his gaze and see, who else? Jesse.

"I think I'll leave you two alone." He walks past Jesse and claps him on the shoulder. Jesse flinches.

"You really did a number on her man." he says. Then he walks away. Jesse sits down in the spot Paul just vacated. Well. This is embarrassing. I won't look at him.

"How long have you been standing there?" I ask.

"Since he called me a cowboy." he says grimly. I give a half hearted laugh that comes out sounding like something between a snort and a sob.

"I'm not moving to Slovakia." Jesse says quietly.

"Oh. Thanks. That really narrows it down."

"No I mean I'm not..." He turns towards me, "Susannah, Father Dominic was right. You never should have fallen in love with me,"

"Is this supposed to make me feel better?" I ask. Jesse sighs.

"Let me finish." he says. I roll my eyes and turn to him.

"I've had specific warnings from Father Dominic and your father not to fall in love with you, warnings that I've paid absolutely no attention too. I've come up with millions of excuses not to say anything. Believe me, considering our situation there are plenty. And I'm sorry to have given you false hope that day at the graveyard, but at that point I thought that it might, somehow, work out between us." Jesse took a deep breath and kept talking, "But then I remembered. I heard what Dr. Slaski told you. He warned you to stay away from the shadow world, I know you, I know that you won't. But I've got a bad feeling about this, what if something happens to you? What if shifting ends up killing you? Or even something worse. And somehow I don't think that I'm helping matters." I stared at him.

"What? So your just gonna leave? Because of a warning from a senile old guy?" I say, "How do we know he knows what he's talking about? He's in a wheel chair, he has a nurse, for all we know he's on heavy drugs. He probably thinks he's Richard Nixon too." Jesse smiled.

"No Querida. I don't want to risk it." I turned away.

"So this is it then? I'm never going to see you again."

"I didn't say that." he said quietly. I look up at him, but I can't read his expression.

"Please don't leave." I say quietly. He kisses me softly

"I'll come back. I promise." and then he disappears.