(P&P: Sorry for the delay. I found my guinea pig, dead, in his cage around 12:30 AM yesterday. So…yeah. And, plus, now I am not only the script writer and assistant director of my film, I am also starring as the lead character. Yeah, scary. HA HA. Oh, yeah, and my parents bought me this laptop that just kicked windows off of it, so we have to take it back to BEST BUY to get it fixed. And, they got me a nice leather portfolio for my writing stuff! Ok, not like any of you care…and who reads these little things that we fic writers write anyways?…well….besides me….? Alright, read now!)

Chapter three

Holy

Shit-ocki mushrooms!

Yeah. That is what was replaying in my mind as I watched Jesses chest rise and fall rapidly.

Yeah. That and the fact that he seemed to be alive and kicking. Well. Alive. Not much with the kicking at the moment….

Oh, Suze. Just shut the hell up why don't you!?

Just then, as I was telling myself this inside my head, Jesse looked up into my eyes. Just then I felt a draft. It felt weird. Like, all of a sudden it was really cold in my room. Then I noticed Jesses gaze wonder from my eyes, down my body. I followed his gaze, noticing…..!

I was naked!

Completely!

Stark, fucking, nude!

Sorry! Pardon the language! But, seriously! I was standing in the nude! Not something I want my hot Latino room mate, of whom I love, to see me in this state. Well….

No, Suze. Bad!

I looked back up at Jesse, who was still gazing at my naked form. I looked around the floor for my towel. I spotted it, snatched it up, pulling it around me awkwardly. I couldn't bring myself to look at him now. Not now. How could I? The guy had just seen me completely naked. You would think he would turn his head or turn around, you know? But does he go around doing any of that?

HELL NO!

Oh, well. I can't too mad at him. I mean, hes freshly alive and everything. Oh my god!

Jesses alive!

I almost forgot!

Could you blame a girl? I mean, one who had just gone through a little predicament such as the one that just happened? I mean, come on. I could have forgotten that the world was about to end. You would have too! So don't give me any shit. I don't need it.

I still couldn't look at Jesse. I just couldn't bring my gaze from the floor to his eyes, which I had a feeling were on me right now.

"Susannah." Jesses silky soft voice floated across to my ears. Breath, I could hear, was mixed in with my name, as well as that silkiness I have come to love.

I still couldn't look at him. I was too embarrassed. Yeah. That's what I was. I was embarrassed. I was embarrassed that Jesse had seen that part of me. Well, that whole part of me. Well, you get it darn it!

"Susannah." Jesse now sounded a little insistent on hearing me answer. And, with that, he sounded closer.

I had to look up then. Yep. Jesse was closer alright. He was right in front of me. Well, he was looking down on me. That's, how close he was. I felt my cheeks warm, my breath quicken, and my throat go dry. He was drop dead gorgeous. No pun intended. Well, not now anyways.

I could feel his hot, sweet breath on my cheek. It reminded me of a nice summer day. When the wind is warm but sweet smelling, almost refreshing, against your skin. I wanted to lay down and never wake up from this unbelievable dream.

His beautiful brown eyes were set on my emerald green ones, searching them for secrets unknown. Well, that made me wonder if he had head my little speech I had made to him in his frozen-like state. I so wanted him to have heard it. But I had a feeling he hadn't. And then again…the way he was looking at me, maybe he had…?

"Jesse…" I couldn't find anything to say.

"Susannah…" Seemed like Jesse couldn't find anything to say either.

God, what was wrong with us. Neither of us were as speechless as we were right then. I mean it. I usually had a witty immature comeback or remark to say. And Jesse usually spouted off his hard to follow, hard to transfer Spanish.

But now….

Nothing.

I couldn't believe it. Well, I mean, I could. On a level. And a very small one at that. If you're talking buildings and such…

Oh, Suze. Stop babbling. No one needs to hear it. And it does no good.

Damn.

I snapped out of my little thought-babbling and really looked at Jesse. As if realizing that I was fully all there, Jesse, opened his mouth to say something.

"Do you really love me, Querida?"

Yep. He heard me.

And he called me Querida.

Ok, ok, don't swoon Suze. Don't. It isn't good for you.

I noticed that Jesses voice sounded almost like he was a little unsure of if he should have asked that question. And also if he wanted to hear my answer.

I looked down at the floor between us. I noticed his swashbuckling boots. They looked weird without that glow that he used to give off.

But no more.

That's what I had to tell myself, to know that it was real. No more, was he a ghost. No more, would I have to worry about people catching me kissing air. No more, would I have to get the "It will never work" speech from Father Dom. No more, will I have to go to those horrible shifter lessons of Paul's. And, no more, will I have to wish he was alive.

Because he was.

I looked back up into his eyes. And gave a completely serious face when I said, "I love you, Jesse."

Ok, to say I wasn't scared to hear his possible rejection towards me, would an understatement.

I was TERRIFIED.

But, then that feeling was lost, when I heard him say, " I love you, Susannah." And followed those words with a breathtaking kiss that lasted for what seemed like forever…..

(P&P: Sorry, yall had to wait so long. Right now It's 3:29 am and I'm listening to Ghost by Tony Rich. Ha! Ghost. Get it…ok…never mind…I'm lame…sorry. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I liked writing it. R & R people! And that doesn't stand for Rest and relaxation either! Nope, you gotta press the button and share with me your thoughts! I will try and update Summer of Depp soon. Promise!)