Disclaimer : You know the drill. The great and wonderful Meg Cabot owns everything. I own the plotline and a few of the characters.

Okay guys....you are gonna love me for this....I hope. :) We are getting DANGEROUSLY close to the end of this particular story. :( But I have to tell you...it's been a blast writing this story and expect the last chapters to be coming out the end of this month. :) Okay, now enjoy this particular chapter. You won't be sorry. :)

Paul's POV:

I was sitting on my bed gloating over the fact that de Silva was laying in the street dying when a flash of light appeared to my left. I looked over and grinned as I saw Maria.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't little miss Maria. How have you been?" I asked as I stretched out on my bed and put my hands behind my head.

"Shut up Paul!" She hissed.

I grinned. "Wow….TOUCHY." I laughed. "What is it PMS?" I asked grinning lazily.
Maria shot me a death glare….or as much of one as she could.

"Is that supposed to scare me?" I laughed. "Maria….honey….don't even try, you are nothing but a piece of trash to me that does my bidding whenever I tell it to." I said laughing.

"I hate you Paul." She said.

"I know. So, what did you want Maria?" "Susannah is waiting for you." She said.

"What!" My eyes widened and I jumped up. "Susannah? Where?" Maria grinned. "2 streets from her house." She said evilly before disappearing completely.

I jumped up and grabbed my coat quickly and ran out the door. MY Susannah was back….and she wanted to see ME!! I got in my car and speed off, eagerly anticipating my joyful reunion with her I knew she'd come to her senses.

Susannah's POV:

I pedaled as fast as my feet could go and found myself two streets away from my house. I skidded the bike to a stop and stood there, knowing that I was getting ready to see Jesse now in just any second and he would be….ALIVE!!!! I certainly never thought would have been possible. Just think MY Jesse….ALIVE!!!! I smiled at the thought but then suddenly stopped….ALIVE….Jesse, IN TROUBLE. My eyes widened and I started running down the street until I saw someone laying on the ground. That someone being the love of my life. I ran faster.

Jesse's POV:

I kept feeling myself go in and out of consciousness. I kept hearing sounds around me. Like of people talking, but when I would look up, I found no one. "I am so sorry querida." I whispered. "I am so sorry that I failed you." I said, then I felt myself slipping from consciousness. Just then I heard someone running. I heard the panting of breath. I looked up and saw someone running down the street towards me. I smiled and tried to get up or wave, anything to get the person to me quicker. I wish that I could see the person more clearly. I blink and try to focus on the person's face but it comes out as a blurry shadow. I sigh sadly and try to speak, but just then my sight turns black and my head falls to the concrete and I know no more.

Susannah's POV:

I saw Jesse. He was laying on the ground, blood pooling around him. I gasped as I saw this and dropped to my knees beside of him. "Oh please be okay!" I whispered as I looked down at him. He seemed to be unconscious and I looked him over to make sure there were no other injuries and noticed a huge knot on the back of his head. Right away I knew that when he'd blacked out, his head had hit the concrete too hard. I shook with fear as I looked around in desperation of what to do.

"Well, well, well…" I heard, just before strong arms wrapped around me to hold me in place. I knew who it was and now knew what had happened to Jesse or more WHO had happened to him.

"Paul." I hissed through gritted teeth.

"Oh, I'm so happy that you remember me baby." He grinned and I felt him lean down so that I could feel his breath on my neck. "You just couldn't stay away from me, could you?" He asked, a smirk on his face.

I struggled to get out of his grip but he wouldn't let me go. "Paul…let me go." I hissed as I struggled more. Paul laughed. "What, don't like being this close to me Suzie?" He asked, smiling. "Well I know at least one time that you didn't push away from me." He said as he let me loose.

I jerked out of his grasp and then spun around and looked at him. "I don't have time to play around with you Paul. Just leave me the hell alone." I said angrily. Okay I admit, I was scared. No…I take that back. Scared wasn't the word. There was no word that could describe what I was feeling right then. I mean, the love of my life was laying on the ground, seemingly lifeless and here Paul was trying to start something that he had no business even trying to start. "Oo…feisty." He said, smiling arrogantly as if he didn't have a care in the world. He grabbed me by the arm and then pulled me towards him so quickly that I didn't even know what had happened until I felt his arms tight around my waist. "What's the matter Suze?" He smirked. I tried to look back at Jesse to see if he was awake or if he was still in that lifeless looking state but before I could even get a good look at him, Paul had jerked my attention back to him…..literally. My head hurt very badly from where he had jerked it back to look at him and I guess my face told him so as he smiled more. "Oh I'm sorry Suze, please forgive me I didn't mean to hurt you." He said. "Here let me fix it." He smirked and then leaned down and proceeded to kiss my neck, which I didn't find in the least very gratifying. In fact, I just wanted to beat the living shit out of him right then.

"Paul, leave me alone!" I said forcibly as I twisted my body and kicked him as hard as I could in the groin. Let me tell ya, that got him off of me really quick. In fact, he was down on the ground in a matter of seconds. I laughed. "Oh come on Paul….its not as if you have anything there to hurt anyway." I shrugged and then proceeded to go back over to Jesse and checked his pulse, which was minimal and barely there….but at least it was there. I took in a deep breath, my heart was pounding in my chest. I didn't want to loose him….not again. Suddenly, I was picked up with a huge amount of force and thrown to the ground, hitting my head hard on the concrete sidewalk that lined the street we were in. I looked up at Paul who was standing over me, looking like he was ready to get rid of me once and for all. And….I can kind of see why. Not that I was going to let him of course. I jumped up quickly, which was probably a bad thing to do as it seemed like little blue lights were going around and around in front of my eyes and I had to hold my head to try and stop the spinning that the world seemed to be doing.

"Tisk tisk tisk, Susannah." Paul said and I couldn't help but laugh because his voice was high pitched and he still looked to be in a variable amount of pain. But boy I wasn't laughing a second later when he had me pinned up against the wall without even touching me. "Paul….what the hell are you doing?" I asked angrily as I tried to get away from whatever type of force field he had on me.

Paul grinned. "Why I'm surprised at you Susannah, I would have thought that you'd know what I'm doing since you stole my book and read it. What's the matter? You didn't study?" He asked me as he walked closer and closer to the spot where he had me pinned. I shook my head. I couldn't say anything. I couldn't deny it. He'd know that I was lying. I looked up at the sky and then looked at him. I couldn't move. I couldn't protect myself. Now was the time I really wished that my father was around. He would help me. At least I would like to think he would. I watched as Paul came closer and closer and I shut my eyes to what I knew was going to hurt.

Alea's POV:

"Move it Deni!" I yelled as we made our way to Susannah and Jesse. We knew they were both in trouble and that they needed help. Hopefully we could protect them all we could when we got there. When we got there we saw that Jesse was unconscious and losing a lot of blood and Susannah was getting ready to get crushed by Paul….or worse. Without thinking I ran over and aided her as much as I could by giving her as much strength as I could give and I hoped that she would use it to get the force field or whatever Paul was doing to her….off. Then I looked at Deni. "Go help Jesse as much as you can. I'll help Susannah." Deni smiled and nodded and quickly went about to looking after Jesse. I shook my head and grinned. She was doing what every girl wanted to do. She was living a dream.

Susannah's POV:

And just as suddenly….Paul was off of me. The barrier holding me had been removed and I was just standing there watching as Paul…surprisingly….hung in mid air. He was looking at me with wide eyes as if he didn't know what was going on either. And then I saw them. And what I saw shocked the hell out of me. My father and….Maria….fighting against Paul….fighting….for me. My father smiled as he looked at me and then resumed going after Paul. They had picked him up with their ghostly powers or something and were now repetitively slamming him against brick walls and concrete. It actually looked like it hurt….I kind of felt bad for him. NOT.

Then I saw something strange. A bright glowing white light that stood in form of a person gliding up towards Paul. Curiously I walked towards them to get a closer look but just as quickly found a force blocking my way. Biker Bob. I sighed and shook my head. "Dude…don't you ever give up?" I asked as I brought my leg up and kicked him hard in the shin, which in turn made him fall to the ground for a second. But that second was enough from me. I quickly brought my knee up hard and hit him quickly in the face hard enough to bring blood and to hear a few bones crunching….much to my satisfaction. Seems that just those broken bones was all it took to get Biker Bob out of my way. Because just as quickly he dematerialized into thin air….which made me feel a whole heck of a lot better about my chances in winning this little fight let me tell ya. As I turned around to go back to the main fight…with the spawn of Satan….I was surprised to find that a very bloody Paul had ended up landing right in front of me on the hard pavement of the street. I grinned. "Had enough Paul?" I smirked.

Paul looked at me evilly and shakily stood up. "You haven't even seen the half of it Suze. You think you've won something. But you really haven't. I know what you really think and feel. I know you Suze. You like me and you don't want me to get hurt. Or else you would be pounding my face into the concrete right now. Admit it Suze…you like me." He said.

I put on the pretense of thinking for a minute before grinning as I looked at him. "Your right Paul. You do know what I think and feel pretty well. As a matter of fact….you pretty much just predicted your own future right there." I said smirking as I punched him right in the face, sending him backward a little bit, but he kept his balance…which was surprising, considering the bashing he'd already taken before me. I smirked and went to hit him again, when suddenly he grabbed my hand in mid swing and twisted it backwards, causing muscles and bones that I did not even know I had to bend in ways that they definitely WEREN'T supposed to bend. I gathered up as much strength as I could muster and pulled my hand hard out of his grip and sent it flying right into his gut….HARD. Which had the desired effect that I had been looking for. He doubled over and fell to the ground, looking up at me, trying to get his breath back….which he wasn't being very successful. I laughed at him. "Come on Paul. I thought the spawn of Satan would be stronger than that." I said tauntingly. Paul looked up at me with a surprisingly arrogant grin which kind of made me nervous because I didn't know what he was grinning at, you know? So there I was standing there and Paul was kind of….well scaring the hell out of me. "What in the heck are you smiling at Paul? You lost. Go away. Leave us all alone." I said, trying to hide the nervousness in my voice. Paul just grinned. "Susannah, Susannah, Susannah. When are you going to realize that you will never get rid of me? I'll always be there. Even if you succeed in driving me away from you now….you'll always be looking over your shoulder, wondering where I am." He laughed evilly. "You can't get rid of me." He said. I shook my head in disgust and had the urge to back up a little but didn't. "Get the hell out of my town Paul." I said bitterly. "Hmmm….how about….no?" He said smirking.

I knew what he was doing. He was trying to psyche me out. Trying to make me admit that I was scared of him. Trying to make me give him more ammunition to torture me. I shook my head. It wasn't gonna happen and I just started kicking the shit out of him. Trying my best to get him away from me…. It was scary…but at that point….I wanted to kill him. I completely let loose on him. Trying to hurt him….just like he'd hurt Jesse. So I kept going after him. I kicked him, hit him, anything I could do to him. By the time my father pulled me off of him, his face was so bloody that you could barely see the natural color of his skin and almost unconscious.

"Get the hell out of my town Paul….and don't come back." I hissed, spitting in his face as I walked away from him and towards where Jesse's body lay.

Alright there's that chapter. I hope you enjoyed it :) I decided to put a nice little cliffhanger in there...so....I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Toodles. :) Look for the next chapter soon! And I would just like to thank everyone who has reviewed. You guys have stuck through this story with me through thick and thin and when the computer crashed on me and everything. You reviewers are TRULY amazing. Thanks for sticking with it. The end is soon....so keep reading and reviewing. I promise...you won't be disappointed...at least....I hope not. ;) :)