Okay, so let me get one thing perfectly clear: why the hell is history getting screwed up? I'm serious. Because I always thought it was that Diego dude that killed Jesse. In fact I'm sure of it. But then what the hell is Maria doing here? I'd been pacing around thinking about it ever since she'd unexpectedly walked in on us. Luckily she was too focussed on the fact that there was smelly hay in the barn to notice us. She was so busy screeching about how much it stunk, that it gave us enough time to pull apart. Which was a good thing.

What the hell am I on? Of course it isn't a good thing. The guy I love was like two seconds –or okay minutes- away from admitting the depth of his undeniable passion for me. Then his pouty little fiancé –who by the way has him murdered- comes in and ruins it!

The whole going without caffeine thing was seriously affecting my brain. All I knew was that Maria was going down. And painfully. Maybe I could break her nails and make her hair go frizzy. That ought to kill her.

But then Jesse would think I was some freaky home-wrecker. Which would also result in my losing him. I mean, it's not like I can explain my reasons for hating her. As far as he's concerned she's the innocent little bride that has been unfairly cheated on. He'll probably avoid me like the plague now.

"You called."

I spun around and found the familiar old woman standing by the side of my bed. Which was kind of ironic seeing as that's what ghost Jesse used to do. See what I mean? I can't not be with Jesse. Otherwise I start comparing everyone else's actions to him. God I'm sad.

I took a seat on the edge of my bed and stared at her in amazement. She has the most amazing habit of always turning up when you need her. Like Jesse.

Shut up brain!

"I don't know what to do." I admitted feebly. Hey, give me a break! I'd been through a lot in the past 24 hours. I had an excuse to sound feeble.

"Well that's because you're trying. Act like you would back in Carmel. After all, that is the Susannah that he fell in love with was it not?" she replied with a small smile.

I however was not convinced. This Jesse had a whole life in front of him –or so he thinks. So what would he want with a lying freak like me?

"But now Maria's here. She isn't going to be very happy when I start trying to steal her boyfriend." I commented partly to Madam Zara and partly to myself. Mostly to myself though.

"Maria is an obstacle. She always was even in your other life."

I looked at her in confusion. Since when had Maria been an obstacle? An annoying and winy little murderer who liked to takes swipes at me with a dagger maybe. But an obstacle? I couldn't see where Madam Zara got that one.

"It was the only thing about his life that he could not be truthful about. And when one part of you remains locked away, love cannot blossom. You must be able to share your past and thoughts freely. After all, what is love save two people knowing and trusting each other completely?" she elaborated.

Although I continued to stare at her, it was no longer out of confusion. I knew what I had to do. And it was not going to be pretty. I had to tell Jesse the truth.

Madam Zara smiled.

"Yes my dear. I believe you have made a wise choice." She told me happily.

Then she disappeared. I watched as the thick cloud of red smoke faded. At least now I have a plan, I thought abstractly.

I continued to think about that the next morning as I rushed down the stairs to watch the cowboy tournaments. It turns out that's why the place Jesse took me too looked so much like a Wild Wild West re-run. It kind of was. And it was actually pretty fun for a while.

Most of the guys were only my age, some a little older. Me and Kathleen –whom I'd decided to, forgive in light of the whole Maria coming back thing- actually had a lot of fun, laughing as each man failed to loop the horse.

It was a lot more entertaining than any Discovery Channel re-run. Which I had been forced to watch practically every night since Dopey realised Doc's favourite channel actually contains a lot of sex. I guess he gets turned on by smelly animals re-producing. But yeah, the point is that this was much funnier.

I hadn't even seen Jesse or Maria today, although Kathleen had told me that she'd heard them having a blazing row this morning. Which of course was positively scandalised to her. And fantastic news for me.

I was so caught in my thoughts, that I didn't even pay attention the first time that Kathleen nudged me. It was only when she pinched my arm that I realised she was trying to introduce me to someone. And from the boastful glow in her eyes, I was guessing whoever it was is male.

And how right I was.

"Susie, meet our new guest at the Raven Ranch. Mr Paul Slater." She said haughtily.

I spun around so fast that I didn't even notice the hand he had held out in front of me. I was in no mood for pleasantries anyway. I stared up at him in horror as the brilliant smile pasted on his face evaporated. Replaced by a sarcastic smirk.

"Susie? Are you okay. You look like you've seen a ghost. You must have misheard me. This is our new ranch hand. Mr Slater." She babbled worriedly. I ignored her instead continued to focus on the guy in front of me. A guy who only a few weeks ago murdered me. Paul.

"Very nice to meet your acquaintance Miss Suzie." He drawled smugly. He was obviously happy about the fact he startled me. I got over my original confusion quickly though, and took that instant to slug him in the stomach. I heard Kathleen gasp as he doubled over in pain.

"Keep the hell away from Jesse." I whispered menacingly. He stared up at me with daggers in his eyes. Not literally. Although last time I'd seen him it had been.

"Who says it's Jesse I want?" he breathed softly. I stared at him for a moment in annoyance.

"Well you can forget it. Keep away from me too. In fact, go back home." I told him angrily. I tried desperately to restrain the fear that was trying to claw its way out of me. The butterflies I could feel this time were not the good kind.

"I don't think so Suze." He muttered locking eyes with me. I recoiled as he tried to grab my arm.

"I'm going inside Kathleen, are you coming?" I asked with as much composure as I could muster. Kathleen looked from me to him and back again. Then nodded slightly. I had no doubt that she was just nosy as to what he had done to me to warrant the attack. But I was in no position to turn down possible help.

I turned towards the house with my head held high. Which was so different from the trembling inside me. I had to warn Jesse.

"You can't keep running forever." He yelled.

The worst thing was that he was right.

A/N: hey!

Okay, so a bit of a downer on this chappy. But ya know. Had to do it so that I can fit the whole story together. Seeing as a lot of the stuff certain people believe isn't true.

But seeing as I'm the only one that knows what the hell I'm going on about I'll shut up.

Hope you liked this chappy! I wrote it at 12pm after getting back from this amazingly loud Teen Disco thing. (Effectively a nightclub designed for kids). Needless to say, my head and feet are pounding and all I want to do is sleep. But I knew I needed to update so whatever. I'll live.

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