Pain. Intense throbbing pain: from the base of my throat, all the way down to my butt. I'd fallen hard. You would have thought by now I would have gotten used to waking up in weird deserted rooms. But it isn't a custom I enjoy getting used to. That's my excuse anyway.

I squinted around groggily. The room was large, with sloping ceilings and oak walls. I found that my hands had been bound expertly to a wooden pole, which was incidentally digging into my back painfully. With what seemed to be a small wooden platform beneath my feet. I was actually rather high up. Good thing I'm not scared of heights or I'd be pretty screwed. I felt something scratching my foot annoyingly and was amazed to find the platform surrounded by straw. At this point I was getting rather freaked out. It isn't every day you get made into a live scare-crow.

It was then that the far door flew open, revealing the beautiful blonde girl once more. Rosa-Lynne. Jesse's sister. She really did not look anything like him. I guess that her looks came from the mother's side.

She approached me confidently, chin out and head high. I almost laughed at the pose. But my throat was too dry to say anything. Well, in a manner of speaking. I could argue my way out of here with no problems if I had to.

I was preparing my speech as she got nearer. I would say something about Jesse being my friend and my being a mediator and how she must be mistaken on her killing quest.

But it didn't quite turn out exactly like that. Oh, no. I screwed up….again.

"Hello." She muttered softly as she busied herself with placing more straw on the pile that surrounded me. I shuddered. There was something about her that scared me. She wasn't a normal ghost.

I glanced around again, trying to figure out where I was. But I didn't recognise anything. I was alone. I tried pulling at my ropes but they were way too tight to budge. I had the sinking feeling that I was in a lot of trouble.

She turned her blue gaze on me as she straightened up from what she had been preparing. She must have sensed my discomfort, as she smiled. Actually smiled. The bitch kidnapped me and had the cheek to smile? God, she was going to die. Well, except the fact she was already dead and all.

She must have realised I was angry. Her smile dropped so fast I almost flinched. It transformed her lovely features into what I was used to seeing. A pissed off ghost on the war path for me. Except this time I had no way to escape.

"What am I doing here?" I asked as calmly as I could. But my voice shook all the same. I thrust out my chin and hoped the tears would disappear. She regarded me sadly.

"You know why I have bought you here. I told you before. You must die. I gave you seven days grace to say your goodbyes. That period is up. It is your time." I stared at her in horror. Mostly because she was right. I had made up with Jesse, told my mom I loved her, got even with Paul, and been straight with Father Dom. I'd fallen straight into her lap.

I couldn't speak I was so shocked. Jesse's baby sister wasn't the innocent little flower he seemed to think she was.

"That…..oh my god." I whispered. She sighed heavily.

"You would do not to say that. You will be meeting him soon enough."

"How can you do this? Why?" my voice cracked as I saw her take out a match. She was going to burn me like a witch.

"You stole my brothers heart, for that I am truly sorry. I know he may never forgive me. But I was given the duty of doing this. The Devil often sways heaven." She whispered. My heart stopped.

"What do you mean?" I stammered. She looked up at me with tears in her beautiful pool blue eyes.

"We do not have time for this…………" she went to drop the gleaming match. I stared at her in horror.

"Please," I pleaded, "if you're going to kill me then you at least owe me an explanation."

She studied me silently and slowly blew out the match. I sighed with relief.

"Very well. You wish for an explanation, then I shall give you one. The Devil has many eyes, just as heaven does. I am chief of Heaven's watchmen. Just as Paul is hells. We both have our own small army of ghosts to help us in our tasks."

"Paul………"

"Heaven and Hell have an agreement. We must both keep to it at all times. Paul wanted you dead, so you must die. He did originally only wish for two spirits- Felix and Maria Diego –to be brought from their slumber. We agreed. We did not wish for open war. But when I found out he was after Jesse, I had to stop him. He wanted you and Jesse separated. He did not specify if he minded you meeting your maker. So I will trick him. He will probably send me to another dimension worse than this as punishment. But Jesse is my brother. I cannot allow him to suffer."

"But you will kill me. Don't you think that will make him suffer?" she turned away from me. My heart went out to the poor girl. I really did feel for her. She only wanted to help her family. Just like I had numerous times before.

"I'm very sorry. I know you are right. He will never forgive me for taking you. But I must do this. Tis' the only way." And with that the match relit and flew onto the straw surrounding me. Engulfing me in flames.