genies9- here's an update! Now don't hurt me!!!
Emily- I wrote more! Yay! My story is interesting!
animechix666- I'm sure Paul and Jesse liked it to hehehe
Anonymous - I thought it was funny when I was writing it and I'm glad other people did too!
Heather - This chapter is longer don't worry...took me 7 pages in my notebook to write!
Mediatorfan- thanks for finding the mistake, and I'm glad you like it.
Imasecret13- OMG! I feel really dumb how did I miss that? Thanks for telling me lol. I'm happy you like the fic
Ok now here is the long awaited (not really) Chapter 5!!! ::waits for everyone to clap:: here we are!
CHAPTER 5!
I got changed as fast as I could because I didn't trust either Jesse or Paul to restrain themselves from killing one another. Well, Jesse is already dead so he couldn't really be killed again, but Paul could...Oh My GOD! What if Paul exorcises Jesse again? I never thought of that...they really shouldn't be left alone in the same room. I walked in and to my surprise no one was laying there dead or anything. Jesse, like always, was sitting on the window seat. Hmm, no spike. I bet he sensed Evil Paul was around. Paul, to my disliking, was sitting on my bed.
"Um, Paul? If you think that I'm going to sit on the same bed as you ever again after what happened in your room, your wrong. Way wrong. It ain't happening. So, I suggest that you find another place to sit."
"I think not, Suze. I was here first, so I'm not moving. Your welcome to sit, but you just made it pretty clear that you didn't want to." He then stretched out so he was laying on it. "Oh well, more space for me."
"Ew! I really don't like the thought of you laying on my bed." I knew he wasn't moving though. I glanced over at Jesse who had his feet up on the window seat. I sighed as said, "Fine! I'll just sit on my desk chair. Oh no! Don't be all gentlemanly and offer the girl the comfy seat, just sit there like the jerks you all are."
"I note a hint of sarcasm, Suze," Paul said who of course was smirking.
"Ya think?"
"You still aren't getting the bed."
"Oh, that's what you think, Pa-"
"Sorry to interrupt this, uh, argument," Jesse said cutting me off, "but I would really like to know what Paul was doing in Suze's bathroom."
"Oh, Cowboy sounds Jealous that he wasn't the only one who saw Suzie!" said Paul.
"Jealous! Of you Slater?" Jesse yelled standing up. His scar was starting to glow more than normal. I knew I would have to do something if I didn't want a fight.
"Hey! Both of you shut up, ok? Paul, You said no bad commentary-"
"Like you could trust that (more bad Spanish words)" Jesse spat out,
"Jesse stop interrupting me! And for God's sake, Paul, stop calling me Suzie!" I was getting mad at both of them again, but what's new? I stood up and walked over to Jesse and pushed him back into a sitting position. I sat down next to him, because I had a feeling that I would have to keep him from jumping Paul. I then whispered to Jesse and said, "Jesse, please keep your temper! I don't want Paul exorcising you again. I couldn't bare loosing you because I lo- uh I mean I like having you around, and if I have to get you back from the Shadowland again, I will kill you!" I almost did it again! It keeps getting harder and harder to have a conversation with Jesse and not tell him how I feel.
He looked down at me and whispered, "I will try, but Querida, if he does anything to you I'll-"
"Jesse!" I said begging him. I even gave him the puppy eyes, "Promise me no fights!"
He sighed and said, "Fine, if it means that much to you, no fights."
"It means that much to me."
"Hey!" exclaimed Paul. I almost forgot he was in here. "Secrets secrets are no fun, unless I am a part of one!"
Wow. Did he really say that? Yeah, he did. "Real mature Paul," I told him.
I swear it looked like he was about to stick his tongue out at me or something. The thought of him doing that made me start laughing a little. Wow, it seems like I have laughed a lot today. Oh well, at least it is better than crying all the time.
Both Paul and Jesse looked at me a little weirdly like there was something wrong with me, though.
"What's so funny, Suze?" asked Paul.
"Nothing...um so I guess I have some explaining to do about Paul being in my bathroom and stuff."
"Yeah, I think we are all curious why you called me into your bathroom at that certain time."
"Yes Susannah, we are waiting." Was it just me or was Jesse hurt?
"First of all," I started to say while looking Jesse straight in the eye, which is hard to do with out swooning, "I didn't mean to call Paul into my bathroom!" I sighed and looked away. "Why can't you guys get that through your thick skulls?"
"So Querida, how did Paul get there?" Jesse asked me, but not in a mad or hurt way. He was now really curious.
"The same way I accidentally 'called' you earlier today," I replied.
"And that was how, Suze?" Paul asked even though I have a feeling he already knew everything about 'calling' and just wanted me to say it.
I really didn't want to admit thinking about Paul to either Paul or Jesse. But, its not like I was thinking anything bad about Paul if you know what I mean. I couldn't lie because they would know, and I don't think it would be smart to anger either one of them.
"I, um, was, uh, thinking, um, about, um, Paul," There, I said it. God, I really wish I didn't say 'um' so much!
"See! I knew you wanted me, Suze!" Paul said in his know it all voice. Jesse just raised his eyebrow that has the scar up at me. I think he knew what I was about to say next, but I'm not sure. Do I ever really know what he is thinking? Uh, I don't think so!
"Ew! Paul no way in hell would I want or love or even remotely LIKE you, ok?"
"What about Paul were you thinking about that made him come to you, Querida?" Jesse asked me. Yeah you heard right, Jesse.
I glared at Jesse for awhile and just shook my head. I put my head in my hands and sighed. "Do you want to know what I was thinking about?"
"Oh yeah, baby!" Paul said in his dumb voice.
"Once again, ew! No Paul, it's nothing like that. If I remember correctly, I thought, 'I wonder what Paul the Demon Boy is up to now-a-days." Well, I can say that that remark knocked the smirk right off Paul's face. Jesse on the other hand was smiling pretty big and was trying very hard not to laugh.
"Well, that's not what I heard you say, or well think." Paul said in an extremely angry voice. "I clearly heard you say 'Paul come here some time today' so I came thinking you wanted to talk or..."
"No!" I cut him off so he couldn't finish that thought. "I don't want to do anything with you. Absolutely nothing!"
"Well," Jesse started to say. He finally had gained control of his laughter. "It seems to me that Susannah needs to learn a way to somehow gain control of her calling ability, or else she could get into serious trouble someday."
"Ya think, Jesse?" I said a bit sarcastically.
He ignored me and continued, "I think you should talk to Padre about this."
"Fr. Dom?" sneered Paul. "Do you seriously think he would know anything about this subject? That old man knows nothing further than basic mediator skills. He doesn't know about shifting and doesn't even like exorcisms. I seriously doubt he knows anything about "calling."
Ohhh, Paul shouldn't have said that stuff about Dr. D! I have grown very close to him in the past year or so. I am not going to let Paul talk bad about him. "Shut up Paul!" I screamed. "Fr. Dom is the best mediator I know," Granted I don't know many but Paul doesn't have to know that... "Which includes you Paul!" I was mad, and you don't want to make me mad! I walk right up to him so I was in his face, and continued to scream, "He is the most caring loving person I know. He likes being a mediator, I don't know why, and likes the feeling of helping 'lost souls' get to their next destination! Believe me Paul, he has dealt with some bad ass ghosts before!"
"Yeah right Suze! He is nothing compared to you and me! We have so much power. If we were to work together, we would be unstoppable!"
I snapped. I cannot handle anyone, and I mean anyone, talking that way about my Father D. Yeah, I know I'm getting possessive. But, Hey! He was the first mediator besides me that I have ever met. I punched Paul right in the nose and I could feel it break. He really should stop hanging around me; he'll just keep getting his nose broke. "I am so sick of you, Paul! You're always talking about how we are so powerful together! Well, ya know what!? I don't give a rats ass about you or our special powers, so LEAVE.ME.ALONE!" On leave me alone I punched him on each word. Not on the face, but in the solar plexus. I think I might have knocked him out while doing that. Like I said before, I punch hard! I kept hitting him, but I didn't see where, I was crying too hard, until Jesse pulled me off Paul and put me in a bear hug so I couldn't move.
"Qureida! Stop punching Paul! You told me no fights, and your not helping the situation by punching the living day lights out of him!"
"I told you no fighting! I never said I couldn't beat him up! Besides he deserved it. Now let go of me right now! I don't want to hurt you, but I can and I will if you don't let go!" I was shrieking at Jesse. I admit I'd gone a little crazy. My shrink back in NYC that my mom made me go to, kept telling me that one day I would snap if I didn't gain control of my anger. Well, I snapped.
Jesse spun me around, and grabbed tightly onto my arms. He leaned forward as if he was about to kiss me, but instead he whispered into my ear in his deep liquid voice," Susannah, I understand you care a lot about Padre- I do too- but you can't go around beating Paul up! It is not a save thing for you to do."
All I can say is that I am glad that Mom and Andy weren't home, because they would hear me yelling at Jesse and Paul. I forgot about my stepbrothers though. Doc opened my door and saw me being help by an unseen force and a bloody Paul lying on my floor.
"Suze! What are you doing? Dopey says if you don't shut up he'll come up here and beat some sense into you. He's trying to watch TV. Hey, isn't that the Slater guy who has the hotts for you? God! Apparently you don't like him since he seems to be unconscious! You musta really beat him pretty good to do that," He then got quieter and whispered, "well, unless Jesse did that to him."
Jesse let go of me because I guess he thought I wouldn't do anything since Doc, er, David was here.
I glanced over at Jesse and then looked back at Doc and said, "No, Jesse didn't do that. In fact he was trying to stop me, which is a good thing you came in here Doc," I stopped and looked Jesse straight in the eye and said, "Because if he hadn't let go of me soon, I would have kneed him in the groin!"
Jesse grimaced knowing that I really would do that to him to get back to beating up Paul.
"Oooh, then your welcome Jesse, that I came when I did, because believe me, I've seen her do it to guys at school. It's not pretty," Doc said in Jesse's general area.
Jesse chuckled and said," I'm sure she has and I feel for those boys...Susannah is a very, very strong woman! I'm not sure I want to know why she did that to them!"
I just stared at Doc and Jesse and said, "Um, ok Jesse! Let's talk to someone who can't heat you!"
"I heard him," was Doc's reply. He looked sorta paler than normal.
"Whaaa? Wait, I don't have time for this...Doc, I'm going out. Tell mom that I'll be home later if she gets home first, ok?"
"You're going to see Fr. Dominic?" Doc asked me.
"Yeah, how'd you know?"
"I had a feeling that he was like you. You know, seeing ghosts and all that." Wow, ok Doc is starting to scare me...
"You have lots of feelings don't you? We are going to talk when I get back. Ok, well, I have to go see Fr. D. Could you guys take care of Paul? Thanks, be back soon."
I opened my window and got out onto the roof. I then jumped down and landed lightly on my feet. Oh yeah! I still got it! I grabbed one of the boys' 10 speed bikes and headed off to The Mission. I just hoped that Paul was wrong and that Fr. Dom could tell me about my new ability...
TBC! NOT SURE IF I LIKE THIS CHAPTER... well, review and be nice!
Emily- I wrote more! Yay! My story is interesting!
animechix666- I'm sure Paul and Jesse liked it to hehehe
Anonymous - I thought it was funny when I was writing it and I'm glad other people did too!
Heather - This chapter is longer don't worry...took me 7 pages in my notebook to write!
Mediatorfan- thanks for finding the mistake, and I'm glad you like it.
Imasecret13- OMG! I feel really dumb how did I miss that? Thanks for telling me lol. I'm happy you like the fic
Ok now here is the long awaited (not really) Chapter 5!!! ::waits for everyone to clap:: here we are!
CHAPTER 5!
I got changed as fast as I could because I didn't trust either Jesse or Paul to restrain themselves from killing one another. Well, Jesse is already dead so he couldn't really be killed again, but Paul could...Oh My GOD! What if Paul exorcises Jesse again? I never thought of that...they really shouldn't be left alone in the same room. I walked in and to my surprise no one was laying there dead or anything. Jesse, like always, was sitting on the window seat. Hmm, no spike. I bet he sensed Evil Paul was around. Paul, to my disliking, was sitting on my bed.
"Um, Paul? If you think that I'm going to sit on the same bed as you ever again after what happened in your room, your wrong. Way wrong. It ain't happening. So, I suggest that you find another place to sit."
"I think not, Suze. I was here first, so I'm not moving. Your welcome to sit, but you just made it pretty clear that you didn't want to." He then stretched out so he was laying on it. "Oh well, more space for me."
"Ew! I really don't like the thought of you laying on my bed." I knew he wasn't moving though. I glanced over at Jesse who had his feet up on the window seat. I sighed as said, "Fine! I'll just sit on my desk chair. Oh no! Don't be all gentlemanly and offer the girl the comfy seat, just sit there like the jerks you all are."
"I note a hint of sarcasm, Suze," Paul said who of course was smirking.
"Ya think?"
"You still aren't getting the bed."
"Oh, that's what you think, Pa-"
"Sorry to interrupt this, uh, argument," Jesse said cutting me off, "but I would really like to know what Paul was doing in Suze's bathroom."
"Oh, Cowboy sounds Jealous that he wasn't the only one who saw Suzie!" said Paul.
"Jealous! Of you Slater?" Jesse yelled standing up. His scar was starting to glow more than normal. I knew I would have to do something if I didn't want a fight.
"Hey! Both of you shut up, ok? Paul, You said no bad commentary-"
"Like you could trust that (more bad Spanish words)" Jesse spat out,
"Jesse stop interrupting me! And for God's sake, Paul, stop calling me Suzie!" I was getting mad at both of them again, but what's new? I stood up and walked over to Jesse and pushed him back into a sitting position. I sat down next to him, because I had a feeling that I would have to keep him from jumping Paul. I then whispered to Jesse and said, "Jesse, please keep your temper! I don't want Paul exorcising you again. I couldn't bare loosing you because I lo- uh I mean I like having you around, and if I have to get you back from the Shadowland again, I will kill you!" I almost did it again! It keeps getting harder and harder to have a conversation with Jesse and not tell him how I feel.
He looked down at me and whispered, "I will try, but Querida, if he does anything to you I'll-"
"Jesse!" I said begging him. I even gave him the puppy eyes, "Promise me no fights!"
He sighed and said, "Fine, if it means that much to you, no fights."
"It means that much to me."
"Hey!" exclaimed Paul. I almost forgot he was in here. "Secrets secrets are no fun, unless I am a part of one!"
Wow. Did he really say that? Yeah, he did. "Real mature Paul," I told him.
I swear it looked like he was about to stick his tongue out at me or something. The thought of him doing that made me start laughing a little. Wow, it seems like I have laughed a lot today. Oh well, at least it is better than crying all the time.
Both Paul and Jesse looked at me a little weirdly like there was something wrong with me, though.
"What's so funny, Suze?" asked Paul.
"Nothing...um so I guess I have some explaining to do about Paul being in my bathroom and stuff."
"Yeah, I think we are all curious why you called me into your bathroom at that certain time."
"Yes Susannah, we are waiting." Was it just me or was Jesse hurt?
"First of all," I started to say while looking Jesse straight in the eye, which is hard to do with out swooning, "I didn't mean to call Paul into my bathroom!" I sighed and looked away. "Why can't you guys get that through your thick skulls?"
"So Querida, how did Paul get there?" Jesse asked me, but not in a mad or hurt way. He was now really curious.
"The same way I accidentally 'called' you earlier today," I replied.
"And that was how, Suze?" Paul asked even though I have a feeling he already knew everything about 'calling' and just wanted me to say it.
I really didn't want to admit thinking about Paul to either Paul or Jesse. But, its not like I was thinking anything bad about Paul if you know what I mean. I couldn't lie because they would know, and I don't think it would be smart to anger either one of them.
"I, um, was, uh, thinking, um, about, um, Paul," There, I said it. God, I really wish I didn't say 'um' so much!
"See! I knew you wanted me, Suze!" Paul said in his know it all voice. Jesse just raised his eyebrow that has the scar up at me. I think he knew what I was about to say next, but I'm not sure. Do I ever really know what he is thinking? Uh, I don't think so!
"Ew! Paul no way in hell would I want or love or even remotely LIKE you, ok?"
"What about Paul were you thinking about that made him come to you, Querida?" Jesse asked me. Yeah you heard right, Jesse.
I glared at Jesse for awhile and just shook my head. I put my head in my hands and sighed. "Do you want to know what I was thinking about?"
"Oh yeah, baby!" Paul said in his dumb voice.
"Once again, ew! No Paul, it's nothing like that. If I remember correctly, I thought, 'I wonder what Paul the Demon Boy is up to now-a-days." Well, I can say that that remark knocked the smirk right off Paul's face. Jesse on the other hand was smiling pretty big and was trying very hard not to laugh.
"Well, that's not what I heard you say, or well think." Paul said in an extremely angry voice. "I clearly heard you say 'Paul come here some time today' so I came thinking you wanted to talk or..."
"No!" I cut him off so he couldn't finish that thought. "I don't want to do anything with you. Absolutely nothing!"
"Well," Jesse started to say. He finally had gained control of his laughter. "It seems to me that Susannah needs to learn a way to somehow gain control of her calling ability, or else she could get into serious trouble someday."
"Ya think, Jesse?" I said a bit sarcastically.
He ignored me and continued, "I think you should talk to Padre about this."
"Fr. Dom?" sneered Paul. "Do you seriously think he would know anything about this subject? That old man knows nothing further than basic mediator skills. He doesn't know about shifting and doesn't even like exorcisms. I seriously doubt he knows anything about "calling."
Ohhh, Paul shouldn't have said that stuff about Dr. D! I have grown very close to him in the past year or so. I am not going to let Paul talk bad about him. "Shut up Paul!" I screamed. "Fr. Dom is the best mediator I know," Granted I don't know many but Paul doesn't have to know that... "Which includes you Paul!" I was mad, and you don't want to make me mad! I walk right up to him so I was in his face, and continued to scream, "He is the most caring loving person I know. He likes being a mediator, I don't know why, and likes the feeling of helping 'lost souls' get to their next destination! Believe me Paul, he has dealt with some bad ass ghosts before!"
"Yeah right Suze! He is nothing compared to you and me! We have so much power. If we were to work together, we would be unstoppable!"
I snapped. I cannot handle anyone, and I mean anyone, talking that way about my Father D. Yeah, I know I'm getting possessive. But, Hey! He was the first mediator besides me that I have ever met. I punched Paul right in the nose and I could feel it break. He really should stop hanging around me; he'll just keep getting his nose broke. "I am so sick of you, Paul! You're always talking about how we are so powerful together! Well, ya know what!? I don't give a rats ass about you or our special powers, so LEAVE.ME.ALONE!" On leave me alone I punched him on each word. Not on the face, but in the solar plexus. I think I might have knocked him out while doing that. Like I said before, I punch hard! I kept hitting him, but I didn't see where, I was crying too hard, until Jesse pulled me off Paul and put me in a bear hug so I couldn't move.
"Qureida! Stop punching Paul! You told me no fights, and your not helping the situation by punching the living day lights out of him!"
"I told you no fighting! I never said I couldn't beat him up! Besides he deserved it. Now let go of me right now! I don't want to hurt you, but I can and I will if you don't let go!" I was shrieking at Jesse. I admit I'd gone a little crazy. My shrink back in NYC that my mom made me go to, kept telling me that one day I would snap if I didn't gain control of my anger. Well, I snapped.
Jesse spun me around, and grabbed tightly onto my arms. He leaned forward as if he was about to kiss me, but instead he whispered into my ear in his deep liquid voice," Susannah, I understand you care a lot about Padre- I do too- but you can't go around beating Paul up! It is not a save thing for you to do."
All I can say is that I am glad that Mom and Andy weren't home, because they would hear me yelling at Jesse and Paul. I forgot about my stepbrothers though. Doc opened my door and saw me being help by an unseen force and a bloody Paul lying on my floor.
"Suze! What are you doing? Dopey says if you don't shut up he'll come up here and beat some sense into you. He's trying to watch TV. Hey, isn't that the Slater guy who has the hotts for you? God! Apparently you don't like him since he seems to be unconscious! You musta really beat him pretty good to do that," He then got quieter and whispered, "well, unless Jesse did that to him."
Jesse let go of me because I guess he thought I wouldn't do anything since Doc, er, David was here.
I glanced over at Jesse and then looked back at Doc and said, "No, Jesse didn't do that. In fact he was trying to stop me, which is a good thing you came in here Doc," I stopped and looked Jesse straight in the eye and said, "Because if he hadn't let go of me soon, I would have kneed him in the groin!"
Jesse grimaced knowing that I really would do that to him to get back to beating up Paul.
"Oooh, then your welcome Jesse, that I came when I did, because believe me, I've seen her do it to guys at school. It's not pretty," Doc said in Jesse's general area.
Jesse chuckled and said," I'm sure she has and I feel for those boys...Susannah is a very, very strong woman! I'm not sure I want to know why she did that to them!"
I just stared at Doc and Jesse and said, "Um, ok Jesse! Let's talk to someone who can't heat you!"
"I heard him," was Doc's reply. He looked sorta paler than normal.
"Whaaa? Wait, I don't have time for this...Doc, I'm going out. Tell mom that I'll be home later if she gets home first, ok?"
"You're going to see Fr. Dominic?" Doc asked me.
"Yeah, how'd you know?"
"I had a feeling that he was like you. You know, seeing ghosts and all that." Wow, ok Doc is starting to scare me...
"You have lots of feelings don't you? We are going to talk when I get back. Ok, well, I have to go see Fr. D. Could you guys take care of Paul? Thanks, be back soon."
I opened my window and got out onto the roof. I then jumped down and landed lightly on my feet. Oh yeah! I still got it! I grabbed one of the boys' 10 speed bikes and headed off to The Mission. I just hoped that Paul was wrong and that Fr. Dom could tell me about my new ability...
TBC! NOT SURE IF I LIKE THIS CHAPTER... well, review and be nice!