Disclaimer: I don't own the mediator series. Meg Cabot does!

This fic originally belonged to Abby Barnett. She didn't feel the need to continue this fic, so she asked for someone to continue it. And, I, was the one she picked. So, I will be continuing this story as well as editing previous chapters. So, if you want, feel free to reread lol.

Chapter One: Permanently

Suzes P.O.V

It's been 4 months, 3 hours, and 47 minutes, since I last saw Jesse. Not that anyone's counting...okay, okay so what if I'm counting. The love of my life has disappeared off the face of the earth with out explanation.

Of course I'm going to worry.

Oh, and believe me, Paul has nothing to do with it. Due to the fact I threatened him within an inch of his life. He swears he had nothing to do with it. Which I don't doubt, because he actually has been telling the truth more, and more each day which is good. And I'm getting to know him a lot better. So now I know when he's lying or not.

Okay so its now been like four months, 4 hours and 5 minutes since I last saw Jesse, and its driving me insane. I cry my self to sleep every night wondering where he is or if he has, dare I say it, moved on. I hope, and pray, that he hasn't.

I mean would he really leave me like that, not let me know or say goodbye at least. He hasn't done either which makes me believe, and have a little shred of hope left that he is still here.

I just wish I knew where though, because that would be helpful in this situation so I could figure out what is going on-why he doesn't come around anymore. I've also asked father Dom if he's heard anything from Jesse, and his answer is always the same..."No, Susannah, I have not heard, nor seen him."

SNAP OUT OF IT SIMON! I curse my self.

I cannot keep dwelling on this. Maybe someday he'll come back, but I shouldn't get my hopes up. I want to. No I need to move on, and put this behind me. So that's what I'm going to do. Move on with my life, get a boyfriend, and stop thinking about Jesse.

And I know just the way to forget about him. The minute I went to pick up the phone to call Cee Cee it rang. Damn.

"Hello, Ackerman residence, Suze speaking." I said, as if I were on Automatic Answer.

"Hey Suze," Paul said in a smooth, and Sexy voice.

"What do you want Paul," I questioned him.

"Oh nothing, just felt like chatting, and had no one to chat with," he said.

I'm assuming he's laying on his bed staring at the ceiling, counting the little dots on it. How do I know? Well I don't I'm just guessing.

"Oh," was all I could say.

"So, Suze, do you want to come over, chill, watch some T.V, and order Pizza, Spend the weekend, Guest room, Promise I wont try anything. It's kind of lonely here."

Oh yeah his grandfather died a few months ago, and he left the house to Paul, and a 1.7 million life insurance policy to him also, and well Paul's parents let him stay there. Well they don't have any control over him, because he's 19, and well that makes him an adult.

This has become a weekend ritual for us. I'm practically there every weekend, and like almost half my clothes are there too.

My mom doesn't seem to mind me staying their either, she said just as long as I don't get pregnant, I'm golden. Haha most mothers would be like "Out of the question absolutely not."

Not my mom though, I think she feels the need to make up for the years I missed out on having a boyfriend. I didn't have a boyfriend till I was like 16, and well I'm 18 now so I guess she actually doesn't have a say in what I do. But I'll still ask her anyways I think she wants to still have that sense of knowing where I am.

"Sure let me just check with my mom. My clothes still there?" I asked.

"Yep still in the bureau in the guest room." he said.

"Cool, hang on a sec," I took my cordless phone with me, and went down stairs to ask my mom. I found her in the kitchen making dinner.

"Hey mom, is it alright if I spend the weekend at Paul's?" I asked.

Now yeah, yeah I know most mothers would be appalled their daughter asked to spend the weekend at a guys house. Like I said before: not my mother.

"Sure honey, just be back at a reasonable hour on Sunday, and No Drinking, Drugs, or any other non lady like behavior." she said sternly.

"Thanks, cause he is kind of lonely over there in that big empty house." I said while covering the mouth piece of the phone so he couldn't here what I had said. Just then Brad walked by, and decided to make a wise ass comment.

"yeah she said yeah, so can you like pick me up cause I don't have the land rover this weekend." I said, and while waiting for his answer, Brad made the comment.

"Suze and Paul are going to have SEX..AH" he said in one of the mocking voices.

"Yeah Sure I'll be there in like ten minutes," Paul said

"Alright, see ya then," I hung up the phone, and went grab my Jacket, I don't need any clothes, cause like I said before half my clothes are already at Paul's house, and my make up too, and my tooth brush also so I don't need to pack a bag. I went back into the kitchen to say good bye to my mom.

"Mom I'll see you on Sunday alright," I said giving her a hug.

"Alright, just no drinking, and drugs, and no SEX!"

"I know you told me already," I said in annoyed voice

"I know I just want to be sure you know," she said just then, Doc yelled "SUZE, PAUL'S HERE!" wow that was fast.

"Alright bye see you later," I Said giving her another quick hug then made my way out the door, down the steps, and into his car.

"Hey," I said when I got in.

"We got to go pick up the pizza, figured its better than waiting an hour" He said while pulling out of the drive way...great an 45 minute drive just to get pizza. We rode in silence for about ten minutes, then he finally spoke.

"I uhh...I was thinking since we don't have school till like a year from now, and I was wondering if you uhh wanted to uhh move in." he said in a nervous voice.

"Paul, I practically live there on the weekends, I mean half my clothes are there, make up, and tooth brush too." I said I didn't really get it until he re-phrased the question.

"No Suze." He said, looking at me with a seriously expression. "I mean Permanently move in. Like live there with me."

That defiantly took me by surprise.