Hi!!!!! I'm back! Sorry about the wait. I was at church camp all last week, and had no access to a computer. Also because of my job and my karate classes it may be a little longer until I update again. That and I have no real idea what is going to happen next. Before you start yelling at me and throwing things read and review this chapter. Then you can throw and scream all you want.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Sweep or Mediator series. So please don't hurt me. The plot however is mine. So if anyone takes it they will have to answer to my cyber ninjas.

Morgan's POV

When I walked into the room I saw a girl who was about sixteen years old. She had pretty green eyes and long brown hair. She was the girl from my vision. Now all we had to was figure out what she knew and how she knew it. I cast my senses to see how powerful she was. After all if she had seen Cal then she must have been pretty powerful to have summoned up his spirit. I felt two things that did not make sense at all. First of all, this girl was either hiding her powers very well, or was not a witch. Second there was another presence in the room. The girl's aura didn't make sense at all. There was something different about her, something supernatural, but it wasn't magick that much I knew. I caught her looking at me with interest, and then her gaze shifted to Hunter. I guess we may as well introduce ourselves.

"Hello, my name is Morgan Rowlands, and this is my boyfriend Hunter Naill. We're from a small town in New York." She nodded her head but still looked uncertain. "I am really very sorry to drop in on you like this, but we really needed to talk to you. Do know anything at all about Cal Blaire?" Her face paled and the uncertainty in her eyes was replaced with fear and panic. I felt a surge of anger come from somewhere by the window, but there was nothing there. I glanced at Hunter and the look on his face told he had sensed it to. What could be over there?

How…How do you know about Cal?" I was so lost in thought that her words made me jump a little. There was no mistaking the fear in her voice. That's when I knew she had seen him. The only question was how.

"Let's just say he's an old friend of mine." Hunter coughed at that remark. Cal had never been his friend. "Now there are a few things we need to straighten out. First of all what's your name, and how do…" She interrupted me in anger.

"You're damn right there are a few things we need to get straight. You know about Cal! You're even his friend! And because of that I want you out of my room, my house, and my life!" Hunter and I stared at her in shock. There was no trace of fear in her eyes now just anger. She stopped yelling and appeared to be listening to someone. Her eyes flashed angrily. "Now Jesse I will not calm down! These people are probably here to finish what he started. He could have killed me Jesse do you realize that? And I refuse to just sit back and let someone else do the same thing!" She stopped yelling and her face turned red. She glanced at us and then put her head in her hands. "Oh my god what I have I done now?" She sat down on her bed and groaned. I was getting more confused by the minute. Who was she talking to? I went and tried to sit down next to her only to jump up in shock. I felt a strong presence next to her. I passed a hand through the air next to her. No I wasn't losing my mind. It was noticeably colder next to her. She glared at me then sighed. "I guess you're right Jesse. Besides how else would I explain this? She looked at me again. There was still anger in her gaze but it was fading. "Tell me one thing. Are you truly Cal's friend? Because if you are you are about to get you $$ kicked." I raised my eyebrows at her, at a loss for words. Thankfully Hunter stepped forward to speak.

"We are not friends of Cal, and we definitely aren't her to kill you. If you explain what just happened we'll explain about Cal.

Suze POV

Oh my god I can't believe I just did that. Now these people probably think I'm crazy. I put my head in my hands. I felt Jesse sit down beside me and wrap his arms around me. He gently kissed the top of my head and said it would all be okay. If only he knew how much it meant to me. The fact that he was here I mean. The girl, Morgan I think her name was, came and tried to sit beside me. She didn't sit for long though. She must have felt Jesse's presence because she jumped up immediately. She then proceeded to pass her hand through his chest. Jesse was getting really annoyed though he was trying real hard not to show it. However I saw his scar glow and I heard the mirrors shake.

"Querida, why don't you just tell them the truth. There is no other way out of this." I sighed I really didn't want to say anything to them but what other choice did I have. Jesse was right there was no other way out of this mess.

"I guess your right Jesse, besides how else can I explain this." I turned my gaze to Morgan and Hunter. But first I needed to get some things straight. "Tell me one thing, are you truly Cal's friend? Because if you are you are about to get your $$ kicked." They both looked shocked. I guess they didn't expect such language out of an innocent little girl like me. HA! Me innocent, as if. Hunter finally spoke. He had a strong British accent. We aren't friends with Cal, and we certainly aren't here to kill you. If you explain what just happened we will explain about Cal." Fair enough I guess. I glanced at Jesse. He smiled at me encouragingly and took my hand. I took a deep breath and started my story. "Alright, first of all my name is Susannah Simon, and I am a mediator. I can see and speak to the dead. While ghosts are just a cold presence in your room to you, to me they are just like people. They are a solid presence that I can see, feel, and hear. When you tried to sit down a minute ago you sat on Jesse, who is a ghost. That's why it was so cold. To you that is all he is, but to me he is an actual person. I can talk to him, and he can hear me. I'm a mediator that's what I do. I help the dead move on to their final destination. Wherever it may be. If they left something undone they come to me and I help them move on." I said all of this in a sweet tone, much like those annoying flight attendants. Then my voice hardened and grew louder. "That's how I saw Cal. He came to me for help. But I refused, and he got angry. He did something to me. It felt like I was dying and he didn't even lift a finger! So as you can see I have not had a good night, and this day isn't looking much better. So I would really appreciate it if you would tell me why you are in my house asking about I golden-eyed freak who tried to kill me!" They stared at me in disbelief. Oh great they didn't believe me. Why did I even bother? Finally Morgan spoke.

"Can you prove that statement?" I glanced at Jesse and he nodded. I put on a fake smile and spoke in my overly sweet voice again.

"Jesse can you kindly prove to out guests that you do exist." He closed his eyes and concentrated. I heard a gasp from Morgan and I knew she had seen him. He probably spoke to her to. I have no idea how he did that. But he did it to Doc once. She and Hunter stared at me as if seeing me for the first time. I glared back.

"Alright I believe you. I'm sorry for doubting you, but maybe after you hear our story you'll understand. You have the power to speak to the dead. We have power to, but of a different nature. You are a mediator I am a witch.

End of Chapter Four. I know it's a little boring now, but it should get better soon. Please review. Not many people reviewed the last chapter and it made me a little sad. So please press the pretty purple button and review. The more you review the more motivation I get. And the more motivation the more I write. So please review!