:( - Okay, whoever you are, and If you're still reading this, I did not purposely try to copy Abby whoever's Fanfic, I just suddenly thought up the idea when my friend was doing this report on cancers. And I did not mean to copy her Fic, but you still shouldn't have called me a B, Coz that was really mean, and you shouldn't have blamed me for something that I didn't do. But, well, if you blame me for doing that, there are a lot of repeated ideas and you can't blame us all for all the repeated ideas that were made.

Alenor-Die a virgin! Are you crazy? What are you smoking man?

UnangelicHalo-OMG! Did you just call Paul Paulie? I thought only PFCers call him that. You're a JFCer right? Coz I thought you are a JFCer. Or are you the person that said clubs are stupid.

Clavie-Aw. Don't cry Alex. It isn't that sad. How come you people are so sad? I was just Mad, but whatever. Nobody cares about what I think.

Pens and Potatoes-Um, so your brother died of cancer? That's so sad. I wouldn't be sad if my brother died of cancer. But of cource, I would be sad if I had a brother. You must have had a lot of experience on these cancer things. And Paul was not ebing nice by offering her money. There's a 'but' in there, that's if she dump Jesse. And that's just taking advantage of her having cancer.

Gatorchick-Um, excuse me? NVM me. And I wasn't sure what I was thinking. I wanted Jesse to catch them while they were kissing. But then I was like "Hey, I could do more damage to Jesse! Mwahahahaha!" And when Jesse found out that Suze lost her virginity, I wanted him to slap her or something, but I was like, that's so mean, and Jesse's so kind. But I think I made Jesse too kind....babble on....Oh yes, and I just wanted to know, what does WTF mean?

Sweetest Reject-Yeah, that's why everybody's calling Suze, Bad Suze, but the truth is, she didn't do it willingly. God, what were you people on? Why the hell would she do it willingly. I think she was in another one of those trans or something.You know, one of those when she was kissing Paul, yeah, one of those. And you wrote Mini Mediator, so you should sorta know.

Jerseygrl-Really? Did ya really like it? And actually, that wasn't one word, with the "one word" thing, it's more like three words....

ChocEc-Um, yeah, I was pretty shocked that I wrote that. It didn't even look like something that I wrote. It's like my hand has a mind of it's own. Creepy...

Okay, and with that said, let's move on to the next and final chapter ;) Sorry for the misspelling. My lazyness is taking over. Btw, this chapter is super long, because I had to fit everything in there. And I have no idea what the ending's going to be, so I just kept on adding never-ending stuff in it.

We haven't talked about me and Paul after that day. You know, that day. Actually, we haven't talked much at all. Jesse's just reading some stupid old book that he borrowed from Father D. I should actually be thankful that he forgive my after, all that. I'm not even so sure that Jesse knows what virginity means. I mean, I'm not saying he's stupid or anything. But I bet in his days, girls don't usually tell they're boyfriend that they lost their virginity....But I'm not even sure if Jesse is my boyfriend anymore.

But of cource, Paul seems to be in the emergancy room a lot lately. It's said to be some kinda unknow force around him. Hey! Don't look at me like that, I don't know who did it. But all I know now is that Jesse hates me now, okay, that wasn't what I was going to say, I was going to say that I hate, and I mean REALLY REALLY hate Paul now. But, well, it works out both ways. I hate Paul, Jesse hates me, and Paul hates Jesse. Isn't that the hate triangle or something?

So, why isn't Jesse just moving on? He's really making me uncomfortble with the 'watching over Suze, so that she wouldn't do anything stupid with Slater' thing.

"Uh, Je-Oh crap-" Oooo! My faverite show's on. "We'll talk later."

Jesse layed his book on my desk. And walked over to the TV.

"Jesse, scoot over-" He turned the TV down. "Je-"

"Susannah," He used his sternest voice that I have ever heard him use. "We need to talk, now!"

"But Jesse-"

"Now."

I looked down at my...um, what was looking at again?

"Susannah." His voice turned from stern to the softest, calmest voice I have ever heard. Oh, I'm feeling all mushy again.

"Jesse, look. I really don't feel like talking right now. Can we like, talk tomorrow or something? Coz I'm really not feeling like talking."

"Susannah, I'm really worried about you-"

"Jesse! You shouldn't worry over me, I'm going to die, and there's nothing to change that!" I tried to hold back the tears.

"But I care about you."

"I don't even deserve your care. I don't deserve anything from you." I sobbed. He held me close.

"Shhhh, don't say that Susannah." I felt him tightening around me.

"I'm dying." I whispered hoarsly. "I'm dying."

"Shhh, no, you're not. You're getting better each day."

"You're telling I'm getting better? I'm too weak to do anything now."

"And that's exactly what's making you vulnerable."

"Hey!" I said lifting my head off him. "I'm not vulnerable!"

"Then what do you call what Paul did to you."

I hesitated a little. I knew that he was going to have to bring it up someday.

"I was not vulnerble." I'm superwoman!

"Then you wanted him to do that to you?" He asked looking disgusted with me.

"I-I-"

"Is this a bad time?" Both me and Jesse looked at the direction where metalic glitters fell. One word: Slater.

"Yes." Jesse and I said in unite.

"Hmm, nothing I could do." He said looking amuse. What is it with Paul's timing?

"You, GET OUT!" I screeched.

"Sorry, can't." He said glaring at me, smirking. "Weren't you guys talking about how vulnerble Suze was? I have to say, I couldn't agree more."

Jesse gritted his teeth.

"I'm am not vulnerable!"

"Then what do you call what happened with you and Slater."

"Yeah, Suze." Paul seemed deeply amused by all this.

"YOU-" I threw my fist at him. But he simply caught me wrist.

"Oh, poor Suze. Just simply vulnerble." He said smirking.

I struggled but he wouldn't let go.

"Let go Paul." I said through gritted teeth.

"And what do you have to say about that De Silva? I'd say vulnerble."

"Hands off." Jesse said through gritted teeth. I saw his fist tighten.

"Or what?" He said pulling me to him, and catching me in his arms.

And fist came out of nowhere, sending Paul flying to the ground. Ha, show him, Jesse.

"I could have handled that you know."

"Just get over here." He said grabbing my wrist.

Paul quickly got to his feet and started laughing.

"Shut up Paul."

"I just find all this very, truly funny. Vulnerable Suze, and 'I think I'm so tough' Jesse."

"YOU-" I went in for a punch, but Jesse quickly pulled my back. What, I can't even choose what to do now?

"Hahaha..." And Paul quickly materialized outta there. Coward.

And Jesse dematerialized too. And for some reason, I think that he isn't going after Paul.

Mom came into my room. Great.

She slowly closed the door.

"Hey what's up!" I said wiping away my tears. Hoping that it wouldn't show.

"Hey. What's up with you."

"The same as usual.

"Aw, Don't say that Susie. And anyway, I got news."

"Don't you always?"

"No Susie, I'm serious. I have really good news for you."

"Oh, you mean Paul Fucking Slater is died? Wow, aren't I happy." Except I didn't say Fucking.

She gave me a weird look."No, and who's Paul Slater?"

Opps, I can't believe I let that slip out! Have I ever slipped out Paul's name when I'm babbling to Jesse?

"Oh, just my imaginary Cancer friend. He's dying you know." I rolled my eyes sarcasticly.

"Ha ha, very funny Susie. I wanted to tell you that the docter said that you're getting much better. There's a chance-"

"Ah hah! Superwoman Suze is Back!"

She gave me a funny look. "Um, I never knew that you liked superwoman, your father have a lot of those comics in the basement, he used to collect those-"

"Yes, whatever mom, could you just like." I pointed to the door.

"Oh, okay, you just get your rest. We all know that you could do it."

"Whatever." I muttered as she kissed my forehead.

I waited until after she left. "Jesse, you get your ass here right now! Or I will-" I thought about it, would will I do? There's nothing much that I could do.

A moment later. Metalic glitters fell. "You called."

"Think about it Paul, when have I ever called you." I said through gritted teeth.

"Oh, you have called me a lot of times through your mind."

"Whatever."

Paul walked over to me. "Stay away Paul."

"Or what? You're gonna sic your boyfriend on me?" He smirked.

"Shut up Paul."

He took another step toward me.

"I'm warning you Paul."

"Aw, there's nothing much you can do Suze."

He grabbed my wrist and we dematerialized.

I stuggled. "Let go Paul!"

He let go of me, and I almost fell over. But he caught me just in time, before I could topple over.

"Thanks." I muttered angrily.

"My pleasure." He grinned down at me.

"Hmph." I looked around. "Where are we anyway?"

"Take a look for yourself." He grinned.

I swirled around. "Whoa!" I took a step back.

"You like it?" I heard Paul say next to me.

"Wow, it's beautiful!" I gasped. Not daring to blink, for this might be a dream. It was a beautiful sunset on the ocean. You could barely it the sun anymore. But you could see glitters apon the horizon, and the orangy sky. The forest on one side.

"Where are we Paul?" I asked still not taking my eyes off the beautiful setting.

"My home city, Seattle."

"Seattle..." I sighed. "It's like a dream. This is so beautiful."

"If it's a dream." He whispered leaning towards me. "Then don't wake up. Never wake up."

I leaned over a little to catch another glance at the Sun before it disapeard.

"Whoa there. I wouldn't do that it I were you."

I still didn't take my eyes off the sunset. "But you're not me. And you'll never be me."

"True." He moved closer to me. He placed his hand on my hips and swirled me around. "But I know one thing-" And he moved in for a kiss.

Okay, I have to admit. It was a good kiss. A really really good kiss. But, yeah, I know, there's always a 'but' in there. But, he's not the one that I wanted to be kissing me. I wanted Jesse. I wanted to see the sunset with Jesse. Not Paul. Certainly not Paul. Never Paul.

"Is somebody there?" We quickly broke apart. Then I saw a face apear out of the window. "Suze?"

"Jack!"

"Suze!" He gave me a hug. "What are you doing here?"

"Hey there little buddy." Paul said ruffling Jack's hair. Jack gave him a toothy grin. Hmph.

I turned my head to see the sunset. But it was gone already. I was really disapointed.

"Oh, so you guys saw the sunset. It's beautiful isn't it?"

"Yeah."

"Paul's really good with the timing thing. I always miss it."

I heard Paul chuckle. Whatever.

"So, are you guys here to stay?" Jack said pulling on my hand.

"Yeah." Paul said flashing me another one of his physision grin.

"Well, you see Jack, me and Paul, we did not come together. So we're not leaving together." I said loudly, making sure Paul heard me. "But I'm very sure that your brother wants to stay here."

"Sorry little buddy. I can't stay."

"Oh." Jack said looking disapointed. I wish I could help, but there is no way, I'm staying here with Paul and his family.

"Well, Jack. I have something really big to tell you." I said bending down, facing him. "I have cancer, and I'm not sure if I could, um, be here with you, to stay."

"Well, that's all taken care of." Paul said pulling me up. "Tomorrow you're going to the famous Dr. Philip. I will pay for it."

"What!" I was shocked. He was paying for me cancer! "What...are...you...talking...about?"

"It's all payed for. And he's the best around."

"Excuse me, but I gotta go now." I was pissed. I didn't need Paul's money. I didn't even want to leave.

"Aren't you going to stay a little while?" Jack asked sadly. Yeah, I'm sure that's going to be very fun.

"Nope, gotta get going." I said turning around. Um, okay? How do I leave now? "Um, Paul. A little help here?"

"Sorry no can do." Paul said flashing me a I'm-can-so-outsmart-you. "You said that we're not leaving together."

"Fine." I said stomping toward Jack. "Show me the door."

"Sure Suze."

"Fine, C'mon, let's go." Paul said taking my hand. And we dematerialized.

( The next day.)

"Where were you?" He muttered some Spanish under his breath. And they did not sound good. Great. Jesse was sitting there on the window seat, with Spike on his lap. He was waiting for me to come back.

"Um, nowhere. I had to help CeeCee with something." I lied. Gosh, I hope it didn't show on my face.

"No you weren't."

Darn!

"I was um," I tried to think of something believable. "On a date!"

What? On a date! Where did that come from. I did not say that!

"With Slater? Did you enjoy the Sunset?"

What is he? God? Ooo, he can see everything. Big deal.

"Um,"

"You don't have to say anything." If I didn't know any better, I'd say that he sounded...jeaulous.

OMG. I just realized something. He might have seen us kissing too. And Jack, and Paul...

"God Jesse! I'm dying! Okay? I just want to enjoy my last days of living! Can't I even do that?"

"If you want Slater?"

"Um." Okay, I have nothing to say to that.

"Susannah."

"I mean, the sunset was beautiful."

"And so was Slater?"

"Listen Jesse. I really didn't mean to. I mean, Paul just pulled me to him! I was, not...so...strong....enough to get away."

"Hmm. Didn't seem like that to me."

"I didn't have to choice okay? He was too strong for me."

"But you didn't call me."

"You left me!"

Ha! That got him. He looked really guilty for it.

"Are we even now?" I asked.

"At least I didn't kiss Slater."

"Well you shouldn't have left me. I thought you hated me or something. So I thought that you wouldn't come to my aid. And I was afraid that you'd-"

"I don't hate you. And you know that I could never hate you."

"I didn't-"

"OH MY GOSH! SUSIE! YOU'RE BACK! I GOT GREAT NEWS!!!!"

"What!" I asked sounding annoyed.

"THE DOCTER SAID THAT YOU'VE GOT A GREAT CHANCE OF SURVIVAL!!"

"Yeah. That's great! So can you leave me alone now Mom?"

"Um, sure. I let you have time to digest that."

"Whatever."

"So that's the answer. You're not dying?" I just stared at Jesse in shock. And I was counting so much on dying. And I'm not. Am I suppose to be happy?

"Oh." plumping down on my bed.

"You're not happy to live?"

"God no!" I said shaking my head. "This was not suppose to happen. I was suppose to die!"

"You want to die then?"

"I didn't want to live with Paul's money! Agh! I can't believe this! Now I own him one. A really big one!"

"Slater payed for your Cancer?" (A/N God! It seems like this is never going to end. I'm so tired. And I've got a really bad writers block!)

"You didn't know?"

"I've only heard David say something about it."

"I didn't want to. But Mom insisted I do it!" I said shaking my head. "Everything is so wrong!"

"Am I interupting something here?" Paul materialized in front of us.

"Could you please just leave? Okay?"

"Aw, little Susie is sad."

"Shut up Paul."

"Slater." I heard Jesse curse under his breath.

"Nice to see you too, my old buddy."

Jesse grabbed me by my arm and pulled my over by his side.

"Ooo, looks like Mr. Rico Suave isn't mad at little Susie for kissing me anymore." He had a sly grin on his face.

"What?" I asked stupidly. I looked over at Paul, and then back at Jesse. "You mean-"

"Yes, Suze." He smirked.

"You mean you set that up?" Okay, now I'm pissed. He set all that up just to make Jesse jeaulous!

"OH MY GOD!" I said shaking Jesse's grip off my arm. "I can not believe this!"

"Susannah." Jesse sounded really sincere.

"I can not believe you guys teamed up to beat me!" I shifted to Shadow Land. A place where nobody could find me. Where nobody could hurt me. I lyed there sobbing.

I slowly opened my eyes. Fog surrounded me. I can't believe I fell asleep in Shadow Land. It was cold, and creepy, but that's probably the only place where nobody could find me, or hurt me.

I lifted my head up and gazed into reality.

I'm NOT leaving. I'm not leaving. I'm not leaving here. I told myself that a million times. Before I finally shifted back.

I looked around my room.

Darn! I wasn't along. Jesse asleep (Um, do ghost sleep anyway. I made too many errors in this chapter, so I don't care.) on the window seat. Paul asleep on my chair. Both unharmed. Both with a frown on their faces.

I slowly tip-toed away from my room. But I felt something grab my hand.

"Ah!" I screamed.

"Shhh." Paul said dropping a finger on my lips. "We need to talk. Away from..." He shot a glance at Jesse.

"Look." I hissed. "We don't need to talk. It's over between you and me. And him..." I shot a glance at sleeping Jesse.

Paul's eyebrows went way up. "And him?"

"This hate triangle-"

"The hate triangle?"

"-The hate triangle is over. You are going back to Seattle." He didn't say anything, he just waited for me to finish. "He," I pointed at Jesse. "Is going to the Rec. And I am..." I looked at myself. I'm not anything. I'm alive, I lost my virginity. And I'm in love, no, I was in love, with a ghost. "Staying here."

"You can't get rid of me like that, Suze."

"Yes, I can, Paul."

"But you lost you vir-"

"God Paul," I said throught gritted teeth. "When are you going to get it? It's over!"

"And it's over between you and him?"

"Yes." I don't know why I'm so mad at Jesse. I mean, he's been nothing but kind to me. So why? Why?

"Hahaha..." With Paul's bitter laugh. Jesse suddenly woke up.

"Susannah. You're back." He shot Paul a look. "And you're still here."

"Yes, I am." Paul smirked.

"Paul." I said looking at him. "Bah bye."

"You know I'll be back." He smirked and dematerialized before i could say anything else.

"Whatever." I muttered turning to Jesse.

"Susannah-"

"Before you say anything, Jesse. I need to tell you that-that-" I sobbed to myself. "It's over."

"What do you mean, Querida?"

"It's over between us. Everything, everything..." All the memories. It hurts to much to do this.

"Querida."

"Please Jesse. You're making this harder for the both of us." I sobbed, my voice hoarse. "Because my heart is breaking with every word I'm saying. So please..." All the memories. The first querida. This first kiss. All that time that he was there for me....

He slowly tok my hand. "But why?"

"It's not-never going to work out." I sobbed. "So please Jesse. Just do the both of us a favor-"

"I understand..."

I couldn't make out his expression.

"But I just want you to know." He said pulling me to him. And kissing me so gently. "I will love you no matter what."

I slowly opened my eyes. "No Jesse-"

5 months later....

I took a step into the graveyard. Now, this is my home. I belonged here. I saw Jesse looking down at my grave. He looked up as I came in.

"Susannah."

"How's everything." I still wasn't able to learn how to dematerialize. But I'm getting better at it. Sometimes I get blown off cource. That's why he's always with me whenever I tried to do that.

"Good." He said nodding a little.

There's still Paul Slater. I found Father D and him spending a lot of time together. Father D is keeping an eye on him. He's still trying to go back in time and make me live again. I wouldn't really mind living again. I mean, it was so sudden...I've still got some unfinished business. I'll move on as soon Paul give up on me and move back to Seattle. I left him a little note telling him to move on, but does he ever listen to me? No.

Okay, then there's mom and Andy. They're so upset about me dying. Mother is constantly crying. It's too hard for her. First it's Dad, and now me. Though I did leave her a note telling her that I'm okay and I'm in a better place. But Mom still have a hard time excepting the Heaven and Ghost things. Some things never change.

And then there's David. He knows me and Jesse the best, and believes in ghost. I left him a letter telling him that I was okay. And if he ever wantes to visit me, he could go to The Wise Father. He's constantly visiting.

And Jake. Some how, the 600 dollars that he so kindly put into my surgeries are back at it's right place. Hmm...I wonder how that happened.

The school is really sad. Especially Cees and Adam. They're in mouring. I feel really bad about hurting everyone. They're all really depressed.

BUt you know what cheers me up? Brad's reaction when he saw the letter that I wrote to him. Okay, Jesse wasn't really happy about me writing that, but it was a laugh. In Big Bold letters, I wrote-

I'll hunt you in my afterlife!

He ran around the house screaming like crazy. Hey, at least someone here believes in ghosts!

Jesse gently touched my headstone. "In memory of Susannah Simon. As a wonderful daughter, sister, and friend. Many good memory and many to go."

"Your family really loves you."

I nodded. "I bet yours too."

"Father worked too much. Mother was too sick. I had too many sisters and I had to care for them."

"Oh. But I bet they still loved you."

He nodded unsurely.

"Let's go." He said taking me hand.

I nodded.

"Wow. It's so beautiful."

"You didn't think that you could see it ever again did you."

The Sunset was beautiful. It took my breath away. And this feels right.

Me and Jesse...Together...

End of Chapter 3.

Phew! Finally finished! That was the longest chapter that I have ever written! So tired...

Many thanks to:

UnangelicHalo, Alenor, Clavel, Jerseygrl, SweetestReject, Gatorchick, Deliasbabe, Pens in Potatoes, JesseBelle, and Havana Luna, thanks for all the reviews.

Please revew one last time for my last chapter.

And with that, I take my leave and say goodbye...