UnangelicHalo: I know, P/S makes you cry. It makes a lot of my reviewers cry...I'm not sure how I'm going to pull it off, but there will be a little J/S in here. I promise!!!

sweet-angel-star: Second...and third...and fourth....chapters will be up! I swear!!! This is going to be at least 10 chapters. All will be good!

PoeticKiss: Paulie, standing alone in the rain? I THINK NOT!!! While they WON'T BREAK UP, I'm not saying anymore than that....Otherwise, why will you keep reading??? I know, I get to kiss Rob and Paul... :::sigh::: Ok, I really did have a dream where I got to do that...it was way freaky. Rob was hotter, and it went further in my dream than I actually wrote (not lemon further, just fluff further. no shirts further. yummy!!!) Paul....man, if these characters were real, I would so jump him! lol...I think I have an unhealthy obsession with all of them.

Suze's POV:

Paul drove me home from school, and then we stood on my front porch talking for awhile. I would have invited him in, but since no one else was home, I was kind of hesistant. Mom and Andy might freak out if they came home and some guy they haven't met is in their daughter's room.

So we stood outside for a little bit, cursing the heat. It wasn't too bad under the shade of the pine trees, and I did go in and grab us a few waters. We talked about school, and summer, and this weird thing Paul called Shifting. See, the last time we hung out, his brother Jack accidently exorcised this ghost who's been around for 150 years! I prefer to call him the Guardian ghost because he always helps out kids and everything...but a couple of enemies of the Guardian Ghost convinced Jack otherwise, and I took it upon myself to have Father Dom exorcise me so I could go to the shadowland and save him. Paul came up after a while too, but was telling me he hadn't been exorcised.

"So shifting is basically where you imagine the shadowland and you're just there?" I asked, laying my head in Paul's lap as we sat down on my porch swing.

"Basically. There's a little more to it than that." Paul said, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "All I'm saying is that you probably have the potential to be a shifter, since oridinary mediators can't just be exorcised and survive going up there."

"Alrighty then." I said, somewhat iffy about the whole shifting thing. I hate that place!

"Suze, I hate it too." Paul whispered in my ear, leaning down and kissing me.

"How'd you know that what I what I was thinking?"

"Shifter powers include mind reading and mind control." Paul said simply, now working on my neck.

"So you can hear my thoughts?" That's kind of messed up!

"Sometimes. I won't invade your privacy, though." I closed my eyes and sighed as Paul's lips left a trail of fire over my neck.

"Am I interrupting?" I heard someone's voice. I opened my eyes and saw Sleepy standing there, giving me this "what the hell are you doing?" look.

"Nopes." I said, closing my eyes again. Paul didn't keep kissing me though, so I just turned over and stared up at them. "Paul, this is my stepbrother Slee-, I mean, Jake. Jake, this is Paul Slater, my boyfriend." Ooo, just saying my boyfriend gives me shivers.

Paul thrust out his hand and shook Jake's. "Nice to meet you." Paul's got manners, even when it comes to my stepbrothers.

"Yeah. Are you guys gonna stay out here all night?" Sleepy asked.

"Nah. No one else was home so we couldn't go in." I said. Now I sat up from Paul's lap and stood up. I grabbed my bag and went inside, Paul following me. We collapsed on the couch, and Paul stayed for dinner to meet the rest of my family. After dinner, we went up to my room and practiced the mind reading thing. I was way iffy on mind control- it just seemed like manipulation, you know?- so I opted to hold off on it.

"Ok, Suze," Paul said. He was sitting on my window seat, and I was sitting on my desk chair. "Just focus on me, and then wonder what I'm thinking."

So I focused. And heard his thoughts. "See, Suze, there's nothing to it. Of course, it's harder when there are more people in the room. We should test it out in class tomorrow."

Holy crap! "Yeah, it's a bit much to take in." Paul said, grinning. He looked at the clock and saw that it was almost ten. "I should get going. I'll see you tomorrow, at the front gate?"

"Yeah." I walked him to his car, a silver BMW, and Paul kissed me goodnight. "You're a good kisser too, Suze." He said quietly before driving off.

"Stay out of my head!" I laughed. I walked back inside and went up to my room. I fell asleep, practically before I could change clothes. It takes a lot out of you to read minds and all that.

"Hello Susannah." I looked around. I was in the shadowland...This can't be good.

"Did I accidently shift here? And who's there?"

"Susannah, it's Jesse. From school?" Oh. Ok then. "So, you're a shifter to, I suppose?" he asked.

"Yeah. New to it though." I stood stock still, not liking the fog on my bare legs. "Anyway we can continue this little chat tomorrow before class? I'm not liking the fog up here."

Jesse stood still, and I could faintly make out his tall form coming towards me. He was silent, so I pried at his head to see what he was thinking. "Why does she have this affect on me?...I only just met her, and already, I can't stop thinking of her...This isn't right...I wished for her, and now she's here..."

Whoa, wished for me? That can't be good...Oh shit, can't stop thinking about me? That's not good either..."Uh, Jesse, I'd love to talk some more, but I've got to sleep or I'm a bitch in the mornings. I'll see ya tomorrow."

And then I shifted back to my room. I fell asleep again, with no more shadowland visits.

"Hey, Paul, can shifters wish for people?" I asked nonchalantly as we walked to morning assembly.

Paul frowned and said, "Some can. It takes a lot of concentration, and very few actually can. Why?"

"I just had this weird dream last night. It's probably nothing." I shrugged, lacing my hand through Paul's again.

"What was your dream about?"

"I don't want to say, you might get mad."

"Suze, I could never be mad at you." Paul said. He sounded so sincere, I sighed and told him.

And was right. I shouldn't have told him.

"Rico Suave is gonna pay." Paul said, somewhat yelling. My head hurt like hell, so I shushed him. "No yelling! I have a massive headache."

"Yeah, that's because you shifted last night." Paul said, his tone quiet and sympathetic now. "Post shifting headaches are a bitch."

I put my head down and winced. "Damn headaches." I muttered in the darkness of the auditorium. "Can I just go sleep it off?"

"No, that's not a good plan." Paul said, keeping his voice low. "It's kind of like when you have a concussion, and people tell you not sleep. Same deal. You could slip off into a coma or something."

"Oh." I said, wincing more. "Alright, well, I'm going to go get aspirin. Or throw up. One of those." I made my way to the girl's bathroom and held my head over the sink for a little bit. Everything was swimming in front of me, and I tried to steady myself. Screw it. Going to Father Dom's office. He's gonna let me lay down in the dark confines of his office, or I'm going to cry.

I stumbled down the hallway, keeping my eyes downcast the whole time. I bumped into someone, and turned to say, "Sorry." only to see that it was Jesse.

The reason for my headache.

I glared at him and kept walking. The hallway swam in front of me, and I think I passed out before I could get to Father Dom's office.

Paul's POV:

I should have followed Suze.

I really should have. Every nerve in my body was telling me to follow her, to help her get aspirin, or something, and what did I do?

Nothing. That's what. I let her walk away.

I win the world's worst boyfriend award, hands down.

I actually did leave the assembly early, telling the novice who was guarding the door that I felt sick and needed to see the nurse. I walked down the hall, looking for Suze, and saw her sprawled out on the floor.

With Rico Suave standing over her.

Anger flowed through my viens and I raced to Suze's side. "Suze, sweetie...Suze, wake up!" I said frantically. I heard her moan lightly, and I rolled her over onto her back and picked her up.

"Paul?" Suze whispered, her emerald eyes fluttering open slightly. De Silva was just standing there, not doing anything, just watching us.

I sent him a look of death and said, "Shh, Suze. I've got you. It's ok, I've got you." Suze looked like she was going to say something, but instead closed her eyes and leaned her head against my shoulder. I carried her down to Father Dom's office, and laid her down on the couch in there. Suze had fallen asleep.

"Mr. Slater, what's wrong with Susannah?" Father Dom asked worriedly. He glanced at me and De Silva, who'd followed me down here.

"It's all my fault." De Silva muttered.

"No shit!" I said, pissed beyond belief at him. "Do you have any idea how to control those powers?"

"Yes, actually, I do!" Fire blazed from De Silva's eyes. "It was an accident!"

"Someone want to explain to me what exactly happened?" Father Dom broke in.

"Rico Suave here," I said, casting a dark look at him, "Is a shifter like Suze and I. He decided to wish for Suze last night while she was sleeping, and she was shifted to the shadowland. Now, she's passed out from the post- shifting headache."

Father Dom looked lost. I quickly explained the shifter stuff, and then he said, "It sounds like an honest mistake."

What the hell kind of reply is that?

"Mistake my arse." I said hotly. "My girlfriend is going to be in a hell of a lot of pain when she wakes up because he made her shift!"

"Why would she be in pain after she wakes up?" De Silva asked. "Won't sleeping make it go away?"

"Uh, no, genius." I spat at him. "Common thought though, that sleeping will make it go away. All she's doing is prolonging her pain. When she comes too, it's going to be hell getting over." I sat down next to Suze and pulled her sleeping head into my lap. Stroking her hair, I said to Father Dom, "Rico here had better control those powers."

Jesse's POV:

I woke up this morning, completely embarressed about seeing Susannah later at school. I cannot believe I'd wished for her in my sleep! It must have been my subconscious wishing for her...I hadn't meant to actually bring her to the shadowland! Or myself there, either!

I bumped into Susannah- or rather, her sleep walking form bumped into me- before morning assembly. She glared at me, and I turned to apologize, only to see Susannah on the floor, obviously passed out.

Before I could do anything, Slater showed up. He glared at me before leaning down to check on Susannah. Susannah moaned softly after Slater called her name.

I followed him to Father Dominic's office, and then got reamed by Slater for shifting Susannah, even though it was an accident.

"Look, Rico," Slater spat at me. "I don't care if it was an accident. To wish for someone, and them to actually come to you, means that the Wisher- you- had to use a lot of concentration and have a hell of a lot of desire for the wishee- Suze."

Oops. "Listen to me, and listen carefully. If I find out you've been shifting Suze- by accident or not- I will hurt you. Got me?" Slater said menacingly. I nodded.

I stole a glance at Susannah's sleeping form before leaving. On my way out, I heard Slater say, "Father Dom, I'm going to take Suze home. She can't go on with class like this." Father Dom agreed and let him take her home. I hoped Susannah would be Ok, and I vowed to not think about her. Deep down, I knew I would though.