Chapter 9 lovies! LOL... I'm thinking of ending this story soon... can't decide. While I ponder that...please R&R... I expect long reviews or... well... I won't go into the twist I'll throw in... let's just put it this way... it won't be pretty. I'm rowing now... 'GO ME!' so I might not update as much... but I'm really getting into this... so maybe I will. Anywho... I'm done with this little introduction... so have fun!

Mcuh Love!

-Annie


"Get out of here Suze," Paul yelled at me. Papers and sheets were swirling everywhere.

"No. I am not leaving you here alone Paul, we have to do this together," I yelled right back.

"If you love me, you will leave," he yelled. Way to get protective Paul. I knew only one way to show him I loved him without actually leaving, so I wrapped my arms around him, and I kissed him. It was long and passionate. I pulled away.

"If that doesn't show you I love you, I don't know what will. Now we have to get a plan going to save Jesse," I said.

"Suze, why?" Paul said teasing me.

"You know why and if we don't go now… we're going to regret it. I am not having an innocent man's blood on my hands. Now, let's go kick some ghost ass," I said. It was like the old days. Not even my love for Paul as going to stop me from putting this ghost where he belonged. I know that sounds cheesy… but it was true. I missed the old days, the days where I didn't care about love and everything else.

"Fine," Paul said looking sour.

"Look Paul, Jesse may be the only gay guy in this house, but he is certainly not the hottest. If we don't get this ghost now, he's coming after you next." I looked around to see where Sarah had gone at this point. I couldn't find her. Damn. Oh well. Paul and I were strong enough to do this on our own.

"Yeah," Paul said looking smug, "alright," and he kissed me again. The fire that pulsed in my blood and through my veins was so intense. I never wanted it to end, but I knew we had to go save Jesse, or the house would come down on us. We ran back into the bedroom. Carlos was still on top of Jesse. He was looking worn out and so was Jesse.

"Shit," I said. Carlos as much as he was looking tired out, was in love. God, love can be your best friend or your worst enemy. Right now it was my enemy. It was killing me in two ways. I wanted Paul so badly, but couldn't have him at that point, and well, Carlos's love was about ready to bring down the house.

"Querida. I love you," I heard Carlos repeating. "We could be lovers, just let me prove myself to you. I will stay with you forever. Please." It was actually kind of sad to see Carlos that in love with someone who didn't have the same feelings. That must have been how it looked with Jesse and me.

"Carlos, listen to me," I said, "just be rational. Jesse told me something like this once, 'I am a ghost, it will never work between us.' Keep repeating that to yourself."

"You brought him to the living," Carlos snarled.

"Yeah, I was in love, and I still am, just not with him. I have someone who actually returns my feelings," I said. I could see Carlos's blood boiling, or I knew it would be if he were alive. This is exactly what I wanted. His attention was on me now.

"Suze," Paul whispered.

"Shut up, I know what I'm doing," I hissed. I could see Carlos's attention back on Jesse at this point. Crap. "This is what love is Carlos," I yelled. I kissed Paul and I let his hands roam my body. I was thinking on my feet. When we were out of breath I yelled, "Jesse will never love you for real. You can trap him here, do whatever, but he will never, ever love you. This is love!" Carlos started chanting. I swear, I had no idea what he was doing, until I saw an opening to the Shadowland. No way was he sending me there. I mean I knew I could get out, but yeah right. I was not going to go in there willingly. I saw Carlos float up, at first I couldn't tell what he was holding, but then I noticed it was a body. It was Jesse's body. He was unconscious. Carlos was going too far. Jesse did not love him. The portal was closing and I started running towards it. Carlos was not going to take an innocent soul in there. Paul grabbed my shoulder.

"Paul, let me go," I said thrashing against his hold.

"No!" he told me forcefully.

"I will not let somebody make the mistake I made so many years ago, even if that person is an evil, demonic ghost who wants my old boyfriend."

"The same boyfriend that hurt you may I add."

"You can add that, but that doesn't mean he deserves to die. I mean I did not go back in time for some sniveling ghost to come and take, okay my former boyfriend, away. I mean I lost valuable brain cells doing that," I kept talking, or rambling whichever you prefer.

"Suze, just be quiet. I think I hear something."

"What?"

"It's coming from downstairs," Paul whispered.

"Okay," I said following him to the stairs. Paul turned to kiss me again. "What was that for?" I asked.

"For being you, and not giving up on me."

"I won't ever give up on you Paul, but we can't give up on Jesse either."

"Fine, but figuring out what that noise is down here will give us more time to think okay?"

"Fine," I said. We started checking the rooms. When we came to the kitchen, we finally figured out where Sarah had gone.