Special thanks to Pens in Potatoes, for inspiring this chapter!

WARNING: CHARACTER DEATH!!!!! I'M SORRY!!!!

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Suze's POV:

That's it. All doors will lock from now on. And I'm going to learn rituals to keep spirits out!

Jesse and I got in the car, and drove to our hotel for the honeymoon. I think Jesse missed me or something when I was gone, if the way he acted was any indication. After we got checked in, and recieved our room key, Jesse and I got in the elevator and made our way up to the room. We get off the elevator at our floor, and start walking down the hall, Jesse behind me, kissing my neck and stroking my belly. Halfway down the hall, he picked me up in his arms, and ran the rest of the way to our room!

"Jesse! Slow down!" I cried, laughing as he opened the door and carried me to the bedroom. He set me down gracefully, nothing like when I'd messed up my feet. Then, predator-like, he slithered over the bed to me, this hungry-wolf look in his eyes. I didn't mind it though. If anything, it excited me more. Everything that was bothering me flew out of my brain as Jesse kissed me hungrily, pulling off my tank top and shorts, while I tugged off his shirt and pants. Jesse reliquished my lips, kissing down my cheek, to my neck, down to my breastbone. He now had a knee at each hip and was nibbling on my neck.

I moaned lightly, giving in to him, not that I'd be arguing much on our honeymoon. "With or without, querida?" Jesse moaned into my neck. I knew what he was asking.

"Whichever. We're married now, Jesse." I moaned back, as he continued to suck on my neck. I felt his hands drift down there, and my breath caught in my throat as Jesse started to rub.

"Sorry to interrupt!"

I yelped, and fell over, almost falling off the bed. I saw Lindsey standing next to the bed looking frantic. "I know, I know, it's your honeymoon, but he's on his way up!"

"What?!" I yelled. Jesse had already grabbed an edge of the sheet to cover up with. I had grabbed some of it as well, to cover up my body as well. "Lindsey! I don't care who's on their way, get out!" I yelled.

Just then the door burst open and Paul came running in. Jesse groaned, and took on a murderous look. "Suze, Jesse," Paul said, nodding to us. "I'm not here to ruin anything for you guys. It's her I want." He pointed to Lindsey. "Dead woman aren't supposed to talk! Time to stay in the Shadowland this time." Paul dove at Lindsey, which didn't go over so well, seeing as he landed on me and yanked the sheet down.

For a minute, Paul forgot completely about shifting Lindsey to the Shadowland, and stared at my exposed chest. I yelped and tried to pull the sheet back up, but Paul was laying on it, so all I accomplished was showing more skin.

"Lindsey, go!" Jesse yelled while Paul was distracted. I smacked him and grabbed several pillows to cover up with. Jesse pulled on his boxers and went in to get rid of Paul.

"Paul, stop staring at me!" I yelled. He wouldn't take his eyes off of me.

"De Silva, I'd kill to be in your shoes right now." Paul said, adding a wolf whistle to the end.

"If I were clothed, I'd hurt you right now." I snarled, wrapping the sheet around me.

"Susannah, what do you suppose we do with him?" Jesse inquired, now (sadly) wearing his jeans and shirt. "If we let him leave, he'll go after Lindsey again."

"Hey, I'm still here." Paul retorted. "And, Suze, the sheet does you no justice."

I replied with a single fingered gesture. "Susannah!" Jesse grabbed my hand and pulled it down.

"Well, he has ruined our honeymoon. I'm slightly pissed!" I said hotly. "Now, hand me my clothes so I can kick his ass!"

"Whatever, I'm gone. Happy humping." Paul said, walking out the door. "Oh, and Suze?" Paul poked his head back in the room.

"What?"

"Call me when this doesn't work out." Paul said winking at me, and walking out of the room.

"I'm going to hurt him." I growled. Then I sighed and said, "Hand me my shirt and shorts, please?"

Jesse sighed and said, "Alright, Susannah." Reluctantly, he handed my clothes to me.

"You know, Susannah, just because things got interrupted doesn't mean we have to stop. I mean, this is our honeymoon." Jesse said, kissing my neck before I could pull on my shirt.

"Jesse, we have to stop him before anyone gets hurt." I said. Jesse pretended to pout a little bit, but I kissed him lightly and said in a very sultry voice, "When he's gone, I promise we'll come back here and not leave for two days."

I pulled on my clothes and we left. Jesse was locking the door to our suite when I saw it. A body lying in front of the elevator. A spirit standing next to it. Two spirits, actually.

"Jesse, you may not want to lock that door." I said.

"Why not, querida?" Jesse asked, smirking slightly.

I pointed to the elevator. Lindsey Monahan was one of the spirits standing there. The other...

The other belonged to the body.

The body...was Paul's.

Paul stood over his body in disbelief. I saw the cause of death- a knife to his throat. Lindsey had been a fan of the Halloween movies, I guess.

"Justice is sweet. Even sweeter when mixed with revenge." Lindsey said before bright lights appeared and she moved on.

Leaving Jesse and I stuck with the spirit of Paul.

This cannot be good.