(A/N: Hi everyone. Here is the next chapter. It is short, but the next one will be longer. I don't like this chapter title, but oh well! here it is, hope you enjoy!)

Disclaimer: So yeah, I have written this a lot, but it must go on... (and on) Don't own the Mediator series, I just write about them. k?

Thank you reviewers! As you know, you all rock!

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Chapter 11: "Running"

We were now on the outskirts of town. It was to dark to see anything really except the stars shining so bright in the night sky. You know, the bright ones have already died. Their glow continues on because of the distance the light has to travel. I don't know why I was thinking this, some piece of information that was always coming out of Doc. It sort of reminded me of Jesse, my Jesse. Just as the sun would rise in a few hours, the stars would disappear, just like him. I am glad it was dark out so no one could see the tears that came down my face.

It had been a full hour (or what felt like an hour) of riding. The horse saddle was killing me. Remind me never to ride a horse again. It is nothing like the merry-go-round at the park. It smells, it's itchy, it hurts, and it was extremely boring. The path we took was narrow so we had to ride behind each other. Paul was taking the lead, I was behind him, and Jesse was behind me, watching the back. I looked ahead of Paul and noticed the road was getting wider.

"Paul, are we there yet?" I know, childish but this ride was becoming very monotonous .

"Almost. Just a little.." But Paul didn't finish his sentence, instead he came to a complete stop. I then realized why he stopped. There were three men, also on horseback. But unlike them we didn't have guns.

"Give us all your goods and your horses and then put your hands up." We complied with their demands. I mean what else were we supposed to do? We lowered ourselves off the horse and handed over the reins. We didn't have much anyway to give them. They looked a little disappointed, but what did they expect? "Also we want the girl." Ok what? He did not just say that. I was just about to pop him one in the face, when Jesse came up close behind me. He whispered so only I could hear.

"Querida, when I tell you to run, you run as fast as you can and don't stop for anything." Before I could protest, Jesse pulled out a knife from his boot and lunged an arm around the leader's neck. "Nobody move. Susannah now!" I looked into his eyes. It would be my last memory of him. I saw something I hadn't seen in a while. There was sorrow, pain, and love in that one look. I pulled myself away and ran. I did exactly what Jesse had told me to do. I ran and did not stop. I could not stop. The realization that I would never see him again finally sank in. The tears were flowing freely now.

Bang!

A loud fire rang through my ears. I fell to the ground. Did I fail? Did Jesse give up his life to save mine? Why? I had to go back to see what had happened, to know it wasn't true. I turned around and ran into someone. My eyes were blurry, but I could never forget that voice.

"Susannah, I have been looking everywhere for you, why...why are you crying?" I did fail. Jesse was dead again and this time it was all my fault.

That is what I thought at the time, but eyes can be deceiving, as well as feelings.

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(A/N: I know this chapter was short but it was important. The next chapter is from Suze's and past Jesse's P.O.V. (Longer) so I will try and update soon! promise! hopefully I won't be too busy. That will not happen( I hope!) Bye 4 now...please review!)