A/N: Okay, I know my chapters have been getting shorter and farther apart, but I've been pushed for time. I've got a vague idea where this is headed now, so yay for my brain.
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Suze's POV
Okay, I spilled most of it. Sam made me leave out the part about him being in love with me. But he was allowed to know he was a ghost. That part was a bit uncomfortable, but I dodged his questions the best I could. Our conversation went like this:
Jesse: I was a ghost?
Me: Yes.
Jesse (looking confused): How did I die? When did I die?
Me: Um, how old are you right now? And Felix strangled you.
Jesse: I'm twenty. Felix Diego?
Me: You're going to die in not that long. And yes. Felix Diego, under the order of the skank.
Jesse: What is a skank?
Me: Maria. She is your typical skank.
Jesse: You are from the future?
Me(hesitantly): Yah…
Jesse: You see ghosts?
Me: Yah…
Jesse: And that is how you know me?
Me (really not liking where this is going): Yah…we met when you were, um, dead.
Jesse: How?
Me: You haunted my bedroom.
Jesse (blushing): I what?
Me: You haunted my bedroom. You know, I tried to get you to move on, but no. Not you. I mean, and then I had to go and fall in lov—akes!
Jesse: What is a lovake?
Me (feeling thankful I caught myself at the last minute): A thingy. From my time.
Jesse (looking skeptical): Okay. How did you get here?
Me: Paul.
Jesse (making that growling noise): What does he have to do with all of this?
Me: Paul sees ghosts too. And he thinks he's in love with me.
Jesse: What does that have to do with me?
Me (thinking he can't possibly be this stupid): You were a ghost. We see ghosts.
Jesse: No, the fact that he was in love with you.
Me: He's not in love with me. He just thinks he is and well, um, err…well, Paul doesn't like you.
Jesse (sarcastically): I never would have guessed.
Me (blushing): Yah…
Sam: You can't tell him!
Me: I won't.
Jesse (looking excited): Who was that? A ghost?
Me: Close enough.
Sam (amused): You can drop hints you know.
Me: So, what do you remember from the future?
Jesse: Not much. I see…you. A lot. Are we friends after I die?
Me: Yah. Sure. Friends. When you were a ghost.
Sam was laughing really hard at this point.
Me: Shut up Sam.
Jesse (looking annoyed, but attractive): Do not use such language Querida.
Me: What does Querida mean?
Jesse: Friend.
Me: Sure.
Jesse(changing the topic): What do you mean, when I was a ghost?
Me: Well, you kind of were a ghost, and then you were alive too.
Jesse: But how? I was already dead.
Me: I tried to save your life, but then I brought you back with me. It was an accident though.
Jesse: I see.
Needless to say, it didn't go very well. Ugh. Is this ever going to work out? It's been like, a week.
Not that I have patience issues or anything.
Jesse's POV
I know there's something that she's not telling me. I believe that she is from the future; it is the only way that would have explained her. And my dreams.
I told her that I'd had dreams of her, but I didn't tell her everything. When I see her, I feel different than I've ever felt before. Happy and angry and excited all at the same time. I haven't felt like that ever, but I think it may be love.
I walked over to the barn and was greeted by my dog, Dusty. When I called his name I got another of those 'dreams'. I was laying on a large plush chair and being poked. I figured it was dusty so I ignored it. Then I felt a kiss brush against my lips.
"Dusty?" I opened my eyes and there was Susannah.
That was all I saw. I never see much of 'the future' she talks about. But there is something I'm missing. Something I need to figure out. I think I loved her. But I don't know. If I said this, would she think me a fool? But then, why do I always call her Querida? And why did she kiss me?
Suze's POV
I was sitting on the porch again. Jesse's family had returned earlier and I had been barely able to keep a straight face. Jesse kept looking at me and staring. I just tried not to look again.
I sighed and looked up at the moon. Would things ever get back to normal? I wish.
Jesse walked out on the porch and sat next to me.
"Susannah, when we were in your time, did I, did we, did I…." he paused, "did I court you? Is that why this Paul wishes to be rid of me?"
How to answer? Why not with the truth?
"Yah. That's why."
He gave me a look. Like something had just clicked in his brain. Sam appeared on the rail and I gave her a smile, but not where Jesse would notice. She smiled back happily and nodded, as if confirming something.
Jesse stood and walked to the door, "I'll be going to sleep, you should turn in soon as well, it is getting late…Querida," he gave me a sexy smirk and stepped inside.
Sam turned to look at me, "he knows." And that was all I needed to hear.
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