(A.N. sort of dumb chapter in my opinion. but it had to be written. i was going to put it later, but it needed to come now. at least, i think it needed to come now. i needed parts of it later on.)

"Um, Jesse is still around here somewhere. Actually, it's a long story. See, I went back in time to stop him from being killed so that he could live and never become a ghost, but I accidentally brought him back to my time and his ghost touched his body and got sucked into it, and he came back to life, but in my time. Then we dated, and were about to get married. I went to bed last night, thinking about today, when I was supposed to marry him today. When I woke up, I was married to my worst enemy, and apparently have been for two months" I spat out, almost angrily. I mean, come on. Father Dom somehow got his sweetheart back, when she had moved on to the next realm of being, and Jesse, who I was supposed to be marrying, was nowhere to be found.

"Oh, so that's what happened. Well, Dominic, I'm going to go talk to some friends, okay dearest?" Rowan declared. "I'll see you later, okay? It was nice meeting you Susannah." With that, she disappeared into the next realm.

"Well, she seemed nice" I sarcastically told Father Dom.

"Susannah, you have to understand something. Ghosts aren't always the same as they were a few years ago. Lately, she's been trying to understand our culture. I mean, she died in the 1500's. Rowan is a very nice woman, and I'm lucky she waited for me all these years" Father D. said.

"Thanks Father D., but I don't need to know. What I need is to find Jesse, and figure out what the hell happened to me!" I practically cried. I threw myself onto a pew, and began sniveling like an idiot. "I don't want to be married to Paul. I wish he'd go to hell." Standing up, I began pacing around the pew. Father Dom began to speak.

"Susannah, here's what I feel we should try to do. I'll try to find Jesse, if he is indeed still around Carmel somewhere. I suggest you go home, and try to find out if Paul did something to him, or anything about you and Paul's apparent past relationship. Did you two start dating or something? What happened between you and Jesse? Does Paul know where Jesse is? Things like that could help explain what is going on. Also, try to have a fight with Paul. That could preserve you from having to live with him anytime soon. I need to go now. Rowan is calling" Father D. stated with a dreamy look in his eyes.

"Eww, too much info Father D. And you're a priest, remember? Just please go and find Jesse, or do whatever you have to, just don't tell me what's going on between you and the medieval maiden." I stalked out of the basilica, looking at my feet and muttering something about ghosts, and priests who broke their vow of celibacy, because I was sure that that was what Father Dom was going to go and do. I ran into something that felt as hard as a brick.

"Susannah Simon, what a pleasure to have you back at the basilica. I never expected to see you here after your wedding" Sister Ernestine spat out the words like they were poison "Are you here for a particular reason, or did you come to pay your respects to our late pastor?"

"Sister Ernestine. I was not here for a particular reason, until I learned of Father Dominic's death, then I hastened to the basilica to pray for his soul" I uttered with a look of innocence on my face. Where did I learn to talk like that? It sounds like something Rowan should have been saying, not me. "I was just leaving now, to go home to my husband."

"Well, remember Susannah. You are always welcome here at the basilica." Sister Ernestine said these words like she would rather impale herself on a stake.

"Thank you Sister. Ciao Sister" I said, waving my fingers like I was a British debutante at a coming out party. I sashayed out of the basilica, twitching my butt a little because I know it makes her squirm to see any display of sexiness.

I walked out to the Mustang convertible. It was even warmer than it had been earlier in the day. I drove down the avenue, enjoying the sun on my face, while knowing I would probably soon have a killer sunburn if I didn't find any sunscreen. I stopped in a drugstore and picked up a bottle. Returning to the car, I pondered what to do. If I went home, Paul would probably start hitting on me again, and now I knew that he could legally do that anytime he wanted to. Thinking of Paul reminded me of Father D.'s words. I could have a fight with Paul if I felt like it. I artfully began plotting out the fight.

"Oh yeah, well you're a SOB Paul!" Yes, I was really getting into this whole fight with Paul thing. It was very fun. I actually felt almost sorry for the guy. The girl he thought was his wife starts yelling at him the minute he gets in the door.

"Shut up you bitch!"

"Paul, get the hell out of my house!" Once again, I was repeating myself. "I hate your guts."

"Fine, I will bitch. But tomorrow, you'd better have those divorce papers at the hotel if you want me to leave forever. Or else, I'll keep coming around, and 'haunt' you. Keep an eye over your shoulder Suze. If you don't, I'll sneak up on you, and make off with you. Will you sic your boyfriend on me? Don't play dumb. I know for a fact that you have been cheating since before we were married."

What was he talking about? I was cheating with Jesse? I know for a fact that he still goes out with Kelly Prescott, that cheerleader from junior year. I've found some stuff in the house today that proved it. Who else's could it be? I don't walk around wearing thongs with Kelly Prescott printed on the front.

"Give me those divorce papers by tomorrow night, or I will be 'haunting' you. Got that bitch?" Paul's leering smile was made worse by the fact that his breath smelled of vodka and Jack Daniel's. He then turned around and stalked out of the house. I sat down on the edge of the bed and cried. Even if you hate the guy, breaking up with people is hard. It makes you feel like the world is ending.

Father D. materialized at the end of the bed, holding Rowan in his arms.

"How'd it go?" he questioned tentatively. Rowan nodded, but otherwise occupied herself with massaging Father Dom's shoulders.

"It was a fight Father D. How am I supposed to describe it? Wonderful, and the best thing I ever did? Horrible, and heart-wrenching? What do you want me to say?" I cried.

"Dominic, leave her alone. Actually, why don't you go away Dominic? Suze probably just needs a heart to heart, woman to woman talk, right Suze?" Rowan offered. As if I would ever want to have a heart to heart with her. I mean, even though she's a medieval maiden, she is currently making the impression that she is a medieval wench, and the Father D. is her man. Basically, to me it seems like she seduced him. Maybe she was different when he met her? I mean, he hasn't gotten close to a woman since Rowan, so maybe he has no clue how to act around them? Perhaps he thinks this is how all women are with men? Naw. This is Father Dominic. He's not that dumb.

"Sure Rowan, why not?" I heard myself saying. I don't remember ever telling my mouth to say that. Sometimes, my mouth is an open book, and other times it's a locked jail. Guess what it has to be now?

"Alright Susannah, I'll see you later. Rowan, meet me at the usual spot when you're done, okay darling?"

"Sure Dominic, see you later." At this, tears welled up. Father D. was calling Rowan darling? That's what Jesse calls me! Okay, so he says querida, but that's darling in Spanish, right?

"Susannah, are you alright?" Rowan questioned gently. "Is there something wrong?"

"Rowan, what do you think? I'm married to an ass of a man that I hate, the man I love is nowhere to be found, and my priest is cavorting with someone who looks like a skank, no offense. Of course I'm not alright" I blurted out.

"You think I look like a skank?" Rowan asked incredulously.

"No, but you are acting like one, and Father D. seems attracted to that part of you. It makes me nervous, as he's a priest, and he took a vow of celibacy and all that crap. To me, he seems like he shouldn't be doing this with you" I said.

"Oh" Rowan whispered. She turned away, and I thought I saw a tear roll down her face.

"I'm not trying to hurt you, but you might want to lay off the PDA in the presence of others, okay? I'm just used to Father D. as the all-knowing priest who's never had relations with a woman" I admitted.

"Well, I've changed since Dominic and I got together as well, but I suppose I've been watching the TV too much since I left Dominic the first time. I'll attempt to lay off the PDA. What's PDA?"

Replying, I said "PDA is public displays of affection. While no one else can see you, I can see if you are doing anything with Father D., and it's a bit uncomfortable to watch." I wrung my hands, trying to figure out how to change the subject. My priest's sexual activities were NOT something I wanted to discuss. Ever.

"All right, I'll lay off the PDA. But what about you and Jesse? You have to want to find him, right?" Well, duh, I wanted to find Jesse! I mean, he is the only guy on earth who respects that I am a mediator and am stuck as one, probably because he is one as well.

"Yes, I do want to find Jesse" I confessed. "I want to do to him what I spied you and Father Dom doing a few minutes ago." Rowan flushed a deep red.

"Well, try looking out your window" Rowan simply said. I turned my head and gasped. Jesse was standing below my window, looking up into my eyes with an adoring gaze of pure, requited love.

(A.N. happy? i brought back jesse, who is mine in my dreams, and this is one of my dreams, so jesse is mine. i think listening to the clash is starting to drive me crazy. "So you've got to let me know, should i stay or should i go?"ok, please review as it will decide whether i stay or go. you know what? i really am a corny person.)