HIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!! I'm back! So sorry to have kept you all waiting. I had a lack of inspiration for awhile with this. So I hope you all like this chapter. I am free from school, yet sadly have to start work tomorrow. Well on the brighter side of life I am a brown belt now WHOHOO! I will now stop boring you all about by boring life and get on with the fic. Thanks to all of you who reviewed. It makes me happy that people are reading my stories, no matter how pointless they may seem. To clear some things up about this chapter. Morgan is still at Hunters house, and Cal may be slightly out of character. Make sure to tell me if I'm really wrong with my portrayal of him.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the mediator or sweep series. So please don't hurt me.

Morgan's POV

"Hunter what are we going to do? None of this makes sense at all. I've tried to scry but I always get the same image of that girl talking to thin air." Hunter's handsome face was creased in thought. I really hope we come up with something soon.

"Have you tried to scry for a specific location? Maybe if we find out where this is all coming from we can get some kind of clue and maybe contact this girl." Now why couldn't I have though of that? Then again Hunter has always been the logical one.

"No I haven't. It's worth a try though." I lit the candle on the table in front of me and concentrated on my breathing. I felt Hunter put his hand on mine sending me energy. I smiled slightly before slipping into a deep meditation. I opened my eyes and stared into the center of the flame. The flame had grown and could clearly see the images within it. I saw a beautiful sunset over a beach. Then the scene changed to an old house. I could just barely make the number out of the house. 99 Pine Crest Road. (A/N I'm not sure if this is the right address or if it is one from another fic. I couldn't find it in the book. So if this is yours I am really sorry I didn't mean to steal it I really didn't.) The last image I saw was a tourist booth "Scenic Carmel by the Sea California". I switched my gaze form the candle to Hunter. "Did you see any of that?" he nodded his head yes. He seemed to be thinking about something.

"Morgan, do you think there is any way that your parents would let you go to California for a couple of weeks?" he has a pleading look in his eyes. This was important and I knew it. I sighed, this was going to be difficult.

"Well it is summer…I really don't know Hunter. I mean if it were because of school they wouldn't have a problem, but schools over."

"Morgan, what if you just told them the truth?" My eyes went wide open at that option. How could I tell them? I opened my mouth to say no, but Hunter must have been able to tell I was going to object because he wrapped an arm around my shoulders comfortingly.

"Love, I know what you're thinking but it won't be that bad. Sooner or later they are going to have to accept the fact that you are a witch. They're your parents Morgan, they'll understand." I sighed.

"I know Hunter but what am I going to say. "Mom, Dad, I need to talk to you for a second. I need to fly half across the country with my boyfriend so I can talk to a girl I don't even know, who I also think is crazy. Just so by ex-boyfriend, who is dead, doesn't kill me or anyone I love.' Is that what you want me to say to them?"

"Well not in those words exactly, but something similar to that. Please Morgan we have to do this."

"Alright I'll do it but on one condition." He at me, obviously relieved I had agreed to this.

'What is it Morgan?"

"You have to come with me." he seemed to be a little uneasy about this but he agreed in the end.

LATER THAT DAY MORGANS HOUSE

I walked into my parent's study with Hunter right behind me. Thankfully they were both there watching a movie.

"Um… mom, dad do you think I could talk to you for a minute?" They looked up at me and then back at Hunter. My dad turned the movie off and faced me.

"Sure honey, what's the matter?" My mother's voice sounded wary like she knew what was coming. I took a deep breath and started to explain. I felt Hunter send me strength and support. I was really grateful he was there. When I was done my parents just stared at me. My dad was the first to say something.

"So let me get this straight. Cal, who is dead, is hunting you, and you and Hunter need to go to California to find some way of stopping him."

"That's basically it." My mother was staring at the ground. I wished she would say something. She looked up at me; her eyes were bright with tears.

"You can go Morgan, if it is as important as you say it is then go. Just be careful. If you do something stupid and get yourself killed I will never forgive you or myself." I stared at her in shock, as did my father. I reached over and gave her a hug.

"I promise to be careful mom. Thank you so much for letting me do this. You have no idea how much this means to me." My mom smiled at me and returned my hug.

"When are you leaving?" I glanced at Hunter. We hadn't thought that far yet.

"Tomorrow morning" Thankfully Hunter answered for me. They both looked a little shocked at how soon we would be going. My mom nodded her head.

"Well you better start packing Morgan, call if you need any help." I nodded and gave her and my dad another hug. Then I left the room and walked Hunter out to his car. He pulled me into a tight hug.

"See that wasn't so bad was it?"

'No, I guess it wasn't." I gave him a quick kiss, and said goodbye. Then I went inside to pack.

Susannah's POV

All right who was the creep? Well I don't care who he is. He just ruined my perfect moment with Jesse. It was perfect and now it's ruined. He will pay!

"So sorry was I interrupting something?" he asked with raised eyebrows. Jesse let go of me as if I had suddenly caught fire. His face turned red and I could feel my own heating up as well. The guy chuckled to himself. This guy was really starting to get on my nerves.

"Look who are you and why are you here bugging me?" I know I know. He's a pour lost soul who needs my help and blah blah blah. Well I didn't care at the moment. I want him and his pretty golden eyed face gone. At least I didn't punch his face in. That would have been a pity because he did have a pretty face. He had nice dark olive skin with dark brown hair and those intense eyes. Which to tell you the truth were actually starting to creep me out a bit. I was snapped out of my thought by his smooth voice.

"My name is Cal Blaire. I'm here 'bugging you' because I need help. I was under the impression that that is what mediators do, and correct me if I'm wrong but you are a mediator, as you are quite capable of talking to me and to lover boy over there." Well he had a point there. "Now are you are you going to tear yourself away from that cowboy long enough to help me, or am I just wasting my time?" Oh he was really starting to piss me off now. No one calls Jesse a cowboy. By the sound of my mirror shaking I could tell Jesse was angry to. Cal turned his gaze to Jesse. " I suggest you kindly hold your temper. Or you will regret it." This made Jesse even angrier.

"What gives you the right to talk to her like that. She is after all a lady. And who gave you the right to tell me what I can or cannot do." Cal's gaze turned dark when Jesse was done speaking. Uh oh this was not good. I decided it was time for me to intervene after all I am the mediator. I positioned myself between the two guys. I placed one hand on Jesse's shoulder in an attempt to calm him down.

"Okay calm down both of you" Jesse relaxed a little but I could still see his scar glowing. Cal's gaze grew even darker. I gulped involuntarily. "Cal what is it you want my help with?" How bad could it be?

"I want to you to help me get revenge on the people responsible for my death. I want you to kill them so I can claim what is mine." Oh this was bad very bad. "If you refuse to help me I have nothing against using force to get what I want. I have before and I'll do it again." Whoa this is a little harsh. I mean killing people in the first place is bad. But killing people so they will help you kill someone is just plain wrong. This guy needed some help. I was about to say this when I saw the maniac glint in eyes. What would he do if I refused to help? What could he do? Sure he can punch and kick, but that's nothing I haven't dealt with before. Besides Jesse's here. That makes it two against one. The look in his eyes was starting to scare me. I really don't like being scared, that's probably why I responded the way I did.

"What could you possibly do to me? After all you are dead. And in case you haven't noticed it is two against one."

"I warned you" he closed his eyes and started chanting something I couldn't understand. It must have been in a different language or something.

"Oh so you can talk in a different language what's the big de…" I couldn't finish. All of the breath left my lungs as I screamed in pain. It felt like I was being torn apart. Like someone was stabbing an invisible dagger into my stomach.

"Susannah!" I could hear Jesse call my name, but it was distant as if I was lost in a different world. In a way I guess I was. "What are you doing to her? Please stop!" I felt him wrap his arms around me trying to comfort me. The pain began to subside just a little. At least I could breathe a little now. I looked up at Cal with tear stained eyes. He had a maniac grin on his face and was muttering to himself.

"I didn't want to that, no I didn't. But you left me with no choice. Just like Morgan did. Just like Morgan." With that he disappeared. I looked down at my stomach expecting to see blood. I saw nothing; there was no cut! But it had to have been real! I had felt the pain. I looked up at Jesse and saw the fear in his eyes.

"Jesse was that real? Please tell me it wasn't real!" he pulled me closer to him murmuring into my hair.

"It was very Susannah." I could feel tears in my eyes, but I refused to cry again. I shuddered at the memory of what had happened and buried my face in Jesse's chest. He held me a minute, then pulled away slightly. There was concern written all over his face. "Querida are you alright? What did he do to you? You were in so much pain but there was nothing there. You're not hurt are you?"

"I don't Jesse, I really don't know." he cupped my face in his hands and brushed away the tears. I glanced down at my stomach again. Just as before there was nothing, just the memory of the pain. I closed my eyes and tried to forget it, but I couldn't. I don't know how long I laid there in the shelter of his arms. Eventually I must have fallen asleep.

Jesse's POV

Susannah eventually fell asleep curled up in my arms. I didn't have the heart to wake up so she could sleep in her bed. So I gently lifted her in my arms and carried her to her bed. I laid down with her cradled against my chest. I pulled the blanket around me and held her. She was still sound asleep. I wish I knew what happened to her tonight. I wish I could have made it better, or prevented it in some way. Who was this person that carried with him so much anger. Who had such a terrible thirst for revenge that he would resort to harming innocent people to get what he wanted? I knew one thing; he was not getting near my querida again. I looked out her window and saw the sun rising over the ocean. I glanced down at Susannah and saw she was awake, just barely. She smiled softly at me. I leaned down and kissed her head. I smiled down at her and kissed her mouth.

"Good morning querida." She responded by yawning and snuggling deeper into the blankets. Despite what had happened the night before I couldn't help smiling a little. Same old Susannah. I pulled her closer to my chest and I heard her sigh happily. If only we could just stay like this forever.

Suze POV

I woke up in Jesse's arms and felt him kiss my head then my lips. I could really get used to this. He said good morning, but me being me just snuggled deeper into the soft blanket. I heard him chuckle a little bit, then he pulled me closer to him. I sighed and closed my eyes. Trying to fall back asleep. My mother however had other plans. I was just about to fall asleep when I heard her shout up the stairs.

"Suzie! There's a some people here to see you!" My eyes flew open and I cursed under my breath. Why now of all of times. Grumbling I untangled myself from Jesse and got out of bed. Jesse did to and went to his usual place on the window seat. I heard a knock on my door. Apparently my mother had sent them up. I shouted for them to come in expecting Cee Cee and Adam. My door opened and in walked a girl about my age maybe a little older. She had long brown hair and brown eyes. Next to her was a guy who looked to be about twenty or so. He had short blond hair and bright green eyes. Oh joy more new visitors. I turned slightly so I could Jesse's face. He was looking at them warily especially the guy. The girl stepped forward and started to talk.

"Hello, my name is Morgan Rowlands, this is my boyfriend Hunter Niall." She gestured to the guy standing next to her. He smiled slightly at me. They both seemed really nervous. "We're from a small town in New York. I'm really sorry to have barged in on you like this, but we really needed to talk. We needed to know if knew anything at all about someone named Cal Blaire." At those last words my face paled and I heard Jesse's sharp intake of my breath. I sand down on my bed feeling suddenly light headed. How could they know about Cal? How could they know about me?

End of Chapter three. This was a really long chapter for me. I hope you all liked it. Once again so sorry for the slow update. I'll try and update sooner. Please review and tell me what you think. Ideas are always appreciated. Good or Bad just tell me what you thought. Thanks to everyone who reviewed last time. Bye for now.

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