Tory: Yes, Suze really does love Paul.

AmethystHannah: Sean's kind of like Brad in the Mediator-world. You know, how Brad could hear Jesse, but couldn't see him? Sean's like that. I may have him be a full mediator, but I'm not sure...

UnangelicHalo: Charisma would be familiar because it's in someone else's story...And it's the name of the actress who plays Cordelia on Angel. I like that name, so sue me... Wait, DON'T SUE ME! I HAVE NO MONEYS!!!

And here we go, with Satan's Betrothed Chapter 14...

It's 5 years later, so the kid's ages are as follows: Lindsey-10, Sean-8, and the new babies (I decided twins would be fun!) Hailey and Peyton are 5. (I should so not watch One Tree Hill anymore!) Suze is now 28 and Paul is 29. Whew...OK, NOW to the actual chapter:

Suze's POV:

"No running in the house you guys!" I yelled as my 5 year old twins came racing down the steps.

"Yes Mommy!" They yelled back, slowly down slightly and continuing outside, their dark hair swinging behind them. It was a beautiful Saturday in June, and Paul and I were getting ready to drop the kids off at my parent's house so we could go out for our 10 year anniversery.

"Sean, Lindsey, are you two ready yet?" I yelled up the steps.

"Coming!" Sean yelled back. There was still no answer from my oldest.

"Lindsey?" I yelled up. "5 minutes, sweetie!"

"Uh uh!" Lindsey yelled back. She acted more like a 13 year old than a 10 year old some days.

"Suze, are there any more bags for the car?" Paul asked, coming into the foyer where I was going through my checklist. I glanced up, seeing him standing there in jeans that were tight in the right places and a black shirt. It was enough to make a girl's jaw drop.

I stopped it from doing so, however. "Uh, yeah. I think so." I spun around, the skirt of my spring dress flying out in a circle, as I checked the foyer for everything. "Just gotta round up the kids now."

Paul smirked and called out, "Any kid who wants ice cream on the way to Grandma and Grandpa Ackerman's, get in here now!"

As if by magic, 4 children appeared. Two were covered in dirt already, one was holding a skateboard, and the other was listening to her portable MP3 player.

I looked at Paul, who grinned at our dirt-covered twins. "You take the clean ones, I'll get the dirty ones." I sighed. "Hailey, Peyton, kitchen, now." I said, herding them to the kitchen to get cleaned up. Once the twins were clean, I led them to the car, and after locking the house up, buckled them into the Suburban with Sean and Lindsey.

We got to my Mom's house relatively in tact. Sean and Lindsey bickered the whole way, but they always did that. Before we got out at the house, Paul and I gave the kids our patented 'be-good-or-we'll-ground-you' speech. Then we got out, grabbed the kids' overnight bags, and loaded them into the house.

"Grandma, Grandpa!" Hailey and Peyton squealed the second Doc had opened the door. Then they turned around and yelled, "Uncle David!" And immediately bombarded him with hugs.

"Suze, these can't be your kids." Andy said, after all of us had gotten in. "The last time I checked, they were still in diapers!"

"Oh, I know. They grow up way to fast." I said, blowing a strand of hair out of my eyes. "Are you guys sure you don't mind watching them?" I looked at my mom and Andy.

"Oh, Susie, it'll be fine." Mom said, waving her hand at me. "We're going to have fun! Jake and Gina are coming by later with Brianna and Lucas, and Brad and Debbie are supposed to drop in for dinner tomorrow night. David's here for the summer, everyone'll be fine."

Brianna and Lucas would be the offspring of my best friend (one of them anyway) Gina, and my stepbrother Sleepy. Brianna and Lucas are twins as well, and just turned 4. Brad and Debbie Mancuso decided at college graduation six years ago, they were meant for each other, and drove to Vegas for a quickie wedding. Six years later, they're still going strong. David just finished his 3rd year of college, and got early acceptance to this graphic design place where he'll train for a job in building computers.

Me? Well, I'm living off the money of my high-powered lawyer husband. He's one of the youngest family lawyers in the area. One of these days, I'll go study fashion or something. For now, I'm doing the raise-a-family-and-mediate-a-few-ghosts thing.

After a few tearful goodbyes, Paul and I drove off towards Lake Tahoe, where we were going to be taking our vacation. Most of the ride there was spent remembering our first 10 years of marriage, and laughing over everything.

"I thought for sure, I'd end up strangling you or something." I said, giggling. From the driver's seat, Paul smirked at me. "Oh, is that right?"

"Yes, that's right!" I laughed, snuggling up to his side. "I'm glad I didn't though."

"I'm glad you didn't either." Paul smirked and held me to him.

I'm sorry its short! I suck, I know, and ya'll are gonna hate me!!! I may end it at the next chapter! This was a fairly pointless chapter as well, but I'M STUCK and really REALLY want to end all my stories soon...