Disclaimer: Hmmm, still not mine...they will be, you wait and see. I'll own them all.
A/N: Listening to Blink 182, hmm. Mmm, chocolate ice-cream. Oh sorry you wanted the next chapter. Well then go away, sigh I suppose, if I have to! So here is chapitre quatre. Guess what? I got another reviewer!!! Thank you to SweetestReject for reviewing! Yaay! If I can get one each day by tomorrow I'll have...uh, one more than today? So here you go. A chapter I wrote earlier this week but had to type up from my notebook. Hmm. Hay I wonder if we have any more chocolate ice-cream. Going to search through the freezer. Byeeeeeee!
Luv Lor-lor
Suze's POV
Ok. I didn't quite expect that. "Sorry, what did you say?" I heard her perfectly well, I was just checking.
"My brother is going to kill a little boy! You have to do something. He's already killed me because I found out what he's going to do." Whoa. This is big. So a little boy is going to be murdered unless I do something about it. Oh great.
"Uh, ok. You know what? I think we had better get Father Dom."
"I'll go and tell him, querida." Almost forgot Jesse was there for a second. He gave me a quick peck on the cheek before dematerialising.
"So is he your boyfriend then?" For a ghost who seemed very distressed just moments ago she sure was interested in my love life because she then started asking all the usual questions. You know the ones.
"Isn't he dead?" Duh, yes.
"Do your parents know your boyfriend is a ghost?" Oh sure. 'Hi mum and dad, my boyfriend's a ghost!' Next thing I know I'm in a room with padded walls.
I put up with this for half an hour before Jesse finally came back.
"The Father asked for you to go to him, Susannah. And that...I'm sorry, what is your name?"
"Sarah." I realised I hadn't actually asked her what her name was. Oops. I felt a bit guilty but then all signs of guilt vanished when I saw her flash a flirtatious smile in Jesse's direction. She's flirting with my boyfriend!
"And that Sarah should go also. I'll see you there, querida. Sarah can come with me. Are you driving, Susannah?"
"Yeah." I replied absent mindedly. Concentrating more on shooting warning glances in Sarah's direction. You know the sort that say "keep your hands off my boyfriend or I'll kick your ass". The little cow was beaming at the prospect of going with my lovely Latino boyfriend.
"Be careful, querida." Then he disappeared. What is that supposed to mean? He always tells me that. It could possibly mean 'be careful'. My lovely, protective boyfriend, always looking out for me. When will he realise I don't need looking out for?
I grabbed my car keys from the kitchen table and jumped into my car, a present when I finally passed my driving test. On my way to the mission I thought about this whole thing. Was this really serious? Was this little boy's life in my hands? Was this ghost even serious or was it a huge joke? Stupid Sarah, eyeing up my boyfriend (A/N: Sorry couldn't resist, I'd just like to say: The suns gonna shine on everything you do...! Hehe, listening to The Lighthouse Family!)
When I arrived at the mission everyone was in Father D's office. Father Dom looked kind of distressed and Sarah was staring at Jesse's butt. Grrr! I always hate the women, they all stare at Jesse, this causes me to give them a bit of a duffing up (A/N: as in beating up, but I like duffing better) sometimes. Jesse smiled when he saw me and came up behind me, putting his arms around my waist. Ha! Suze 1 – Sarah 0
Father D didn't seem as happy as I was about it though. In fact he looked kind of uncomfortable. You would think that after two years he would have gotten used to us dating. But, alas, no.
"Susannah, this is quite serious. I'm sure the police are searching for this little boy but from what Sarah here tells me they have no idea where he is. Sarah however does." Surely he doesn't expect me to do anything? What am I supposed to do, just go and get this kid back from the evil grasps of a murderer?
"What do you expect me to do about it? Go to the police and be all 'Hi, I know where this kid is, a ghost told me'?"
"Actually, Susannah, yes. That's exactly what I want you to do," HUH? Ok, that's not what I wanted to hear, "Just not the police exactly. There is a friend of mine, Dr Cyrus Krantz, he has a team of psychics currently working on this very case. I'm sure they wouldn't find it too strange to find out that you are a mediator."
"Psychics?" I snorted, "Yeah right!"
"I am perfectly serious, Susannah. Each individual had a special gift. I believe the person working on this particular case is a Jessica Mastriani, she can find out the whereabouts of missing persons in her dreams."
"And you found out all of this how?"
"I used a little invention called the telephone, Susannah. I thought Cyrus might be working on this case as it's the case of a missing child. I asked him about it. He thinks that you should meet him in New York."
"New York? I can't go to New York! What will I tell my parents?"
"Tell them it's a school trip, querida," Jesse's voice came from behind me, "And you were a reserve. Someone couldn't go so now you are going." I love my boyfriend. So helpful, if only he could remember when I finish school.
"Good idea honey but it won't work. School's finished, I'm free, at least until I go to college." Jesse blushed at being called 'honey' in front of Father D. at the same time as Father Dom cringed. Get over it Father D. 'cause nothing you do is gonna stop us.
"We will think of something, querida." Jesse said, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.
Then suddenly Sarah (A/N: Hehe, suddenly Sarah, that's alliteration!) who hadn't spoken yet, piped up, "Tell your parents you're going with a friend. Only make up a name so that they can't see them around at all or you'll be in trouble. I always found Cindy was a good one to use." Father Dom didn't seem too happy about this.
"You shouldn't lie, Susannah. You really must tell your parents about being a mediator you know. They have a right to know."
"Yeah, they also have the right to lock me in the loony bin if they want so I'd rather not tell them thanks. I'd prefer to lie to my parents than spend the rest of my life in a room with padded walls."
"Yes, alright, Susannah. I understand what you're saying. Anyway, Cyrus has booked you a flight for tomorrow morning. I suggest you go home to pack some clothes and tell your parents where you're going."
So I drove home with Jesse sitting next to me. He didn't have to but he came anyway. He decided that he would come to New York with me and we flew out there the next morning.
Jess's POV
We arrived in New York, kind of tired, and were greeted at the airport by Dr Krantz, Special Agent Smith and Special Agent Johnson. Dr Krantz greeted me with, "Jess, we're being taken off the case." HUH????
"Uh...what?" Ooo, intelligent Jess, really smart.
"No one can get anything, no one knows where this kid is. I don't know what's happening but no one's psychic abilities appear to be working." Ok, that's weird. Hang on, I've just come to New York for absolutely nothing!
"And you tell me this after you drag me all the way to New York? You couldn't have told me before?" I was getting kind of pissed off. Well so would you! And I was tired! Give me a break.
"Calm down, Jess. We thought we'd keep someone close by to keep an eye on things and as you're already here you get to be that someone."
Let's give a big "Whoopee!" for Jess, she gets to be 'that someone'! Can you here the sarcasm?
Jill spoke up then, "You get your own hotel room, Jess." This was accompanied by a meaningful glance towards Rob. What's that supposed to...OH! Oh, ewwww!!! Not ew having sex with Rob 'cause you know, far from ew but ew Jill talking about it! Just ewwww! That is not right. I refrained from sounding really disgusted in case I offended Rob and settled for scowling at Jill. She just continued talking, ignoring my scowling.
"And you can go sight seeing or something. You'll find something to do." Was that another veiled reference to sex? Ok, this is just sick. Ewww. How did she know anyway?
"Ooookaaaay...so can you give us a ride to the hotel? I kind of knew the answer to that question. Uh, yes. Just say the word and it's done. What a second, what word?
"Sure. Come on, car's this way."
On the way to the car Rob came up really close, putting an arm around my waist and whispered, "What was that about?"
"I have no idea," I said out of the corner of my mouth, "Well, I do but how could she know?"
"Remember your birthday?" How could I not? That was the first time. Also the day Rob gave me my promise ring.
"Yeah." I said grinning. What? And maybe blushing a bit. So sue me, I can go a bit girlish and giggly every now and again.
"Wasn't she right next door?" Oh yeah...we'd been working on a tough case that week.
"Oh. She has a point though, we have our own hotel room." I grinned at him and raised my eyebrows suggestively.
"Naughty! You're supposed to be working." What's that supposed to mean?
On the way to the hotel Dr Krantz told me that he wanted me to meet someone the next day. He didn't tell me who or why he wanted me to meet them and I didn't have a chance to ask him because then the car pulled up outside the hotel and he didn't get out with the rest of us.
That night, let's just say me and Rob made use of our hotel room. I was woken up at eight in the morning by my cell phone ringing. Weird, I thought Dr K had the number for the room. I shuffled around trying to find the phone but Rob got to it before me. "It's Douglas." He stated before answering it.
"Jess's phone." Then this look of pure horror spread across his face.
He mouthed to me "It's your mum!" Oh no. No, no, no, this can't be happening. She finally remembered I have a cell phone. I hadn't heard from her since Monday and now she calls. And she tricks me into answering by using Doug's phone. Ahhh!!!
"Hang up!" I hissed at the same time as he said "Yeah this is Rob, um...I think you should speak to Jess."
"No! No, no, no! Hang up!" Then he tossed the phone at me. I caught it and brought it up to my ear.
"Um, hi mum. I have to go, uh, do something. Speak later, love you, bye." Then I hung up.
"What did you do that for? Why didn't you just hang up? Now she'll be ringing all day!"
"What difference did it make Jess? She would have been ringing all day anyway! Anyway, she hates me enough already, if I had hung up she would hate me even more." That's true, she still hasn't gotten used to Rob, after two years. "Anyway what about you? 'I have to go, uh, do something, bye'!" he joked.
"I saw your face! You were just as scared as I was! What did you say anyway? You looked scared shitless!" (A/N: I love that expression)
"She said 'Is that Rob? I want a word with you about my little girl!' She was about to have a go at me, it was scary, very scary."
"Oh, poor Rob. Did the nasty lady shout at you? Hey, where does she get off calling me her little girl? When will she realise I'm eighteen. She treats me like a little kid." I'd gone from finding the situation quite funny to being majorly pissed off in the space of about two seconds.
Rob wrapped his arms around me in an effort to cheer me up. It worked.
"Let's forget about it. We'll deal with your parents when we get back. Let's go and get some breakfast." That's when the phone rang, only this time it was the hotel room phone. We both jumped but then I realised that mum couldn't possibly have the number to the room and so I picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hi, is that Jessica Mastriani? This is Suze Simon." Who???
"Yeah, this is Jess Mastriani. Who are you?" I looked at Rob who just shrugged and started to watch T.V.
"Suze Simon," she repeated, "I was given this number from Dr Krantz. He said he wanted my to meet you." Oh. This must be the person Dr K was talking about yesterday.
"Oh ok. Just give me a time and a place and I'll be there."
"Uh, could I come to your hotel? I'm just a few blocks away so it won't take me long to get there."
"Yeah, sure. I'll see you then, bye."
"Uh, bye." Ok, strangest conversation ever.
"Who," Rob asked, "Was that?"
"I have no idea."
A/N: Finally I finished typing it! I think this is my longest yet. Anyway, you may have to wait a bit for chapter 5 because tomorrow I'm going to see Spider Man 2 and I have writer's block. Aren't The Who great? Sorry just a random thought, I'm listening to them right now. Any who R&R plz, byeeeeee from Lor-lor!