He loved me. I knew he did, and what's even better, is that Paul hated that. Hated it with a passion. So did Jesse, hate Paul I mean. I don't think that the fact that Paul had tried to kill me, or make out with me, had anything to do with it either. I think, even if I wasn't between them, they would still hate each other. I think it is because Jesse is so good, and perfect, and hott, and Paul is so sneaky, and cruel, and well… murderous. So, when Paul approached me in English, and passed me a small, crumpled note that said. : Meet me at my house tonight, 8. Paul P.S, don't tell De Silva" I automatically said, " Paul No." Smiled, and handed the note back.

I watched, silently, as his smile seemed to morph into a scowl, as he grabbed his silvery pen, scribbled something, and underhanded the note back to me. I read it, "Simon, come on. This is important. And not that Mediator crap either, I mean ,real stuff." I frowned, and scribbled back to him , "No Paul." This seemed to agitate him even more, because he approached me after school.

When I was walking through the parking lot, he grabbed my left arm, quite harshly too, and pulled me along with him, only stopping when we approached his car.

"Get in" He said is a gruff, Paul like way.

"No way!" I said, a hint of laughter in my voice. As I tried to walk away, he grabbed my arm even tighter.

" Suze, I said this was important. Now get in the damb car!" I stared from his arm to mine, and than replied.

" I can't go with you, because I don't like you. Now please, get your wrist off my arm, or I will break your nose." This finally made Paul smile, and even laugh a bit. This caused him top loosen his grip.

" Come on Suze, I have a way to make a little money…Jesse wouldn't have to know…" I'm sure he regretted saying that, because right after that Mr. Jesse De Silva himself stepped out of the shadows. This caused Paul to let go of my hand, and step away.

" Jesse!" I cooed gleefully, and skipped over to him and wrapped my arm in his.

" Susannah, is Slater bothering you?" He asked, the muscle in his Jaw showing like it always does when Paul is involved.

" I didn't do anything to her. God, I was just giving her a chance, a chance to make some money so she can afford a real boyfriend!" Paul sneered, once he was in the safety of his BMW.

" Well, I'm sure Susannah doesn't want anything to do with you, so the next time a lady tells you to get off of her, Susannah I mean, I'll be the one breaking your nose." I could tell by the eerie gaze between them that it was the truth too, because when I turned to give Jesse a 'Hello!' kiss, I could here the screech of Paul's car.

" What are you doing here?" I asked happily.

Jesse just raised his eyebrow, and said questionably, "Does a guy need a reason to pick up his fiancée?" I smiled.

" I wish! And you better get around to asking me soon, because there are plenty of geeks around here willing to ask me right now!" We both laughed, and Jesse replied,

" I'm sure there are Querida. I'm sure there are. But right now, there is something important I have to tell you." This time, it was me that raised my eyebrow, or at least tried to. Right after, Jesse put his arm around my waist, and kissed me very romantically. I happily kissed him back, until we heard sister Ernestine grunt disapprovingly. We both laughed, and then Jesse drove me home.

The next weekend, Jesse surprised me again. It was Friday afternoon, and there was a big dance. I of course, was skipping it to go to the movies with Jesse. He rang the doorbell, and when I ran to answer it, I was surprised to see Jesse in a suit, holding up a pretty black, laced dress.

" Go upstairs, and get changed Querida." He smiled brightly, and I raised my eyebrows, as if to say, 'Huh?' He just motioned with his hands for me to go upstairs, and sat down on the coach. After I finished putting on the dress, I stopped to examine myself. I looked snazzy! I really did, mostly it was the dress though. It was long, sleek, and shiny, with the back showing except for all the laces that crossed it. When I came downstairs, I saw Andy smile, shake hands with Jesse, and walk away. Once we were driving I asked what I had been dieing too.

" Ware are we going? It can't be to see Constantine!" He smiled.

" No Querida, not the movies." But he never answered my question. Instead, he drove me to the beach. He then proceeded to get out of the car, open my door, and take off his shoes.

"What the…?" I looked at him like he was crazy.

" Well, now that I'm alive, I want to embrace it. And whats better than getting dressed up, and walk along the beach?" I nodded approvingly.

After walking half the beach and back, it started to get cold, so Jesse handed me his jacket. AS I was putting it on, something amazing happened. Jesse proposed.

" Susannah Simon, may I have your hand in marriage?" I practically exploded with happinnes, excitement, joy. I didn't say anything, just pulled him up, and threw myself into his arms. Kissing him passionately.

" I take that as a yes….yes?" I couldn't help but smile.

" Yes! Yes! Jesse, I love you!" It was almost magical, wait scratch that, it was magical.

When I got home my mother to came down, and as she did, my smile faded. There stood my mother, arms crossed, her face twisted into an evil scowl.

" Don't even bother!" She said. I just stared at Andy, as if to say. " Uh, what the hell is going on?" Then I realized what was going on. Jesse had asked Andy if we could get engaged. Well, Andy must have said yes, but, mom was furious.

" I will not allow you to marry that…that….from what your brothers say, gang banger!" This time it was me that scowled.

" Jesse is defiantly not a gang banger, you don't even know him!"

" That's right young lady! I don't! Your so young, you can't get married! How well do you know him? Huh? You can't very well, because he's a lot older than you too!"

Andy tried to cut in, bad choice, " Hun, there isn't that big of a differece, and the young man already told me he would be sure to wait as long as it takes, years even, so.." My mom turned on him now.

" Well, I think there is a problem! And I just can't believe that your taking her side!"

" Hun, I'm not, I'm just saying.." I cut in this time.

" Stop it! Okay!" I was practically in tears now, my magical fairy tale negagment had turned into an evil,evil curse!

" Oh no…" My mo collapsed into the chair, and held her head, "your pregnant, aren't you? Of course… oh god…"

" Im not! Mom, I know Jesse more than you know Andy! I know him more than you'd ever know! I love him! Even Dad likes him!" Oops, big mistake.

Andy and mom looked at each other.

"What? Hunny..are you running a fever?" Andy was about to check my forehead, when It happened, everything just came rushing out, as things that are locked up tend to do. Everything that had happened, me being a mediator, father D, Jesse, dead Jesse… and Paul. Everything.

" No. hunny, you must be….oh Susannah, we are going to get you help…"

" fine, what if I can prove it? Huh? Wil you believe me then?" Andy looked at my mother gain, and nodded. And I figured, if my whole body can travel through time, why not just to different places. So, I though really long and hard, and after a couple seconds I was there.

"Whoah! Simon, what the...how the hell are you in my bedroom?" Paul jumped of his bed.

" My parents know. Everything. And, this was the only place I knew that no one would be…"

" Hey, Kelly just left, lucky you.but, you finally figured out another power?" I nodded..but I didn't look straight into his pale blue eyes. "What?" He knew something was up.

"Jesse and I are engaged." I blurted it out, really quickly, too quickly.

"Huh? Sorry, what about De Silva?" He was interested now. And I was crying.

" God, everything is just so screwed up." I plopped onto Paul's bed, and he had just enough time to move some ancient books.

" Suze, what's up? I mena, you being here…and not with Jesse…"

Between sobs, I was able to blurt out, " Jesse and I are engaged, and my parents think I'm insane!" Paul scowled.

" Well, that's easy to see, I mean, only someone crazy would marry him! Didn't you assume I wasn't the right person to tlak about this…you know, sence our history? Or have you rethought…" I looked him into the eye this time.

" Don't flatter yourself." I quickly regretted it, seeing the pain in his eyes right after the fact, " I mean, you tried to kill me, and Jesse saved me and all,… I just came here because you're the only other person who knows who.. or should I say what I am… and the rectory isn't a place I want to go…" I wiped the tears from my eyes. Paul hugged me then. It was awkward, and weird, and creepy…but at the same time…well, kind of nice. That is until Kelly walked in. She must have left her jacket, but was furious.

" Paul! How could you?" She spit out, and ran flustered through the door.

" Simon, go home. You'll be fine, you always are…but right now, I have some explaining to do…" And Paul ran out after her. Finally, I shimmered back to my house. This time, the entire family was there, and mom screamed.

" God, get a grip." I sighed, as I walked up the stairs, and acted like nothing had happened.

"How? How is this real?" Andy asked.

" I told you! Jesse was a ghost, he lived in my room, I'm a Mediator, I see the dead, travel through time, bla bla bla, now, I've had a rough day, now if you don't mind, I'm going to my room." I could hear the hysteric cries from the main floor, as I proceeded to enter my room. AndJjesse was there, in his old spot by the window.

" What did you say?" He said as calmly as he would let himself, he was obviously angry.

" How'd you get in here? Did you break into my brothers room or something?" Now, I don't know ware that came from… How could a night so wonderful, turn into such a disaster?

" No. Your window was open. What was ' Oh, Jesse was a dead man from the 1800's?' And ware did you go after! Does CeeCee know too?"

" I went to Paul's" I mumbled. " Now, I think its best you leave. I'm so not in the mood for another argument."

" What?. .I thought….fine. Fine." Jesse was hurt. But maybe he didn't understand, SO WAS I.

"Fine." I fluffed some of my pillows, back turned so Jesse wouldn't see me crying. Right after he left, Paul shimmered in.

" About what happened…..well, what I thought happened…." And, the worst happened, in walked Jesse.

" Susannah I-" He stopped dead in his tracks. Furious.

" What the hell is he doing here." It was a demand, not a question.

" Well, Miss. Simon here, paid me a visit after her mother harassed her for being engaged to you, and ,I dare say, we had a moment." Paul was smiling. He really was a ruiner.

" A moment? Susannah?" His gaze cut through me.

" There was no moment. The reason I went to Paul's was so I could shimmer. I needed to prove I wasn't crazy… I…. …"

" I can't marry you…not like this…not with lies… good bye Susannah." Jesse was about to leave through the window, when I screamed. They both looked my way.

"No! No! No! It wasn't supposed to be this way! God

Jesse, I love you, why can't you see that! Am I, am I not being clear with you Paul… Because I don't want to give mixed signals…And, I'm stopping it right here.

Both guys were looking at me, one smiling, one hurt. I leaned over, and grabbed a knife from my table (the one I had ever since Maria tried to kill me) Jesse and Paul panicked, as I raised the sharp knife.

" Good bye." I said, Befor Paul or Jesse could grab my arm, I did the unimaginable.

I cut a button from Jesse's tux, and thought of when Jesse came to pick me up. Then, I was there, and Jesse had a black dress in his hands.

" Go, go get dressed!" He smiled. Then, his smile was gone when I handed it back to him.

" Sorry, but, I don't feel well tonight." I then did a quick fake cough.

" Oh…maybe next week?" His half smile didn't fool me, and it cut me deep to have to do this to Jesse, I mean, he knew I was faking too.

" Yeah, Next week… but, if you don't mind getting sick, can I have a ' Sorry your sick, maybe next week' kiss on the cheek?" He smiled at this, and gave me a peck on the right side of my mouth.

I then walked up to my room, and shimmered back to my time. But when I opened my eyes, it was just me, no Jesse, no Paul, no crys from downstairs. It was over. That is, until I had a massive head ache.

" Dam." I said, and collapsed onto my bed.