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Chapter…19? Yes 19.

"Susannah?" Jesse asked me Tuesday night, he had come over for dinner and now he was hanging with me in my bedroom.

"Yeah?" I asked him. I was, of course on my bed, but he was not on the window seat like he normally is but instead on the bed also with me. Oh, come on; get those dirty thoughts out of your mind! We were both fully clothed…sadly…and I was reading a magazine while he was- well I really do not know what he was doing.

"What does the term 'getting with the chicks' mean?" His eyes were sparkling with amusement so I could tell that he was fairly certain as to what this meant but wanted to hear me say it.

Well, let me tell you, this was not what I was expecting him to ask me. I looked up from reading an article about the best kissing techniques to answer him. "Uh, well, normally it means a guy is like, flirting with girls to get some action…" Great, Suze, answer his question with even more 21st century lingo.

As I expected he just looked even more confused. Why, why I ask you, why does the confused look, look so hot on Jesse? His eyebrow, the one with the little scar, rose and he just stared at me. It almost made me forget about what we were talking about. "Get some action?" He asked. "I am afraid, Querida, that I do not understand that either."

I sighed and glanced down at the magazine. I held it up to him and said, "Like this." His eyes widened a little bit as he scanned the page that showed different methods of kissing. I could tell he wanted more of a verbal definition so I said, "You know…getting 'hot girls' to give you pleasure in numerous ways, be it simple flirting, making out, or even going all the way."

"Going all the way?" He asked again not understanding.

"SEX, Jesse, sex!" I said as clearly as possible.

Yeah, you can say he understood me this time. He turned slightly red and went "ah…"

I started laughing at his reaction. I mean, God, it was so priceless and funny! He was just sitting there looking at nothing with his brow kind of furrowed in and kind of muttering to himself. He looked at me and said," I heard today by a fellow, that you are one of the HOT girls. I know this word is used for attractive and beautiful, and yes, this is true about you, but I do not like these…sex-raged teenage boys viewing you as…as…their little toy of pleasure!"

This made me laugh even harder! Where is he getting things like this? No male views me as their 'little toy of pleasure'…sad as that is…except maybe Paul. Wait…someone told him I am hot? Now I am interested! "Wait, Jesse, who called me hot?" I probably sounded a bit too interested and the smile on my face probably shouldn't have been there. I mean, I AM Jesse's girlfriend and all.

"Kyle," Was all he said. Ok, who is Kyle and how does he know me? Jesse picked up my magazine and looked at it again a grin playing on his lips. "Querida…how can you read something like this? Does it actually help you with your, well, kissing abilities?" As he said this he leaned closer to where I was on the bed, the grin still on his face.

I leaned towards him also so our faces were only about 6 inches away from each other and replied with, "Well, I don't know…we could find out…"

He did not, as I had expected him to, back away from me and say no. Oh, quite the opposite in fact! He quickly closed the six-inch gap between us so there was only about half an inch and looked at my lips and then back at my eyes and then closed his eyes and put his lips on mine. I right away closed my eyes and wrapped one arm around his neck and the other was on his stomach. I, without realizing it, pushed him backwards so he fell onto his back and I fell onto him. I could feel his hard abs through his polo and, wow, they even FELT hot.

His mouth broke away from mine so we could breathe for a little bit. Instead he started attacking my neck with his mouth while his fingertips lightly brushed up and down my arm. My whole body shivered from it…not exactly sure if it was from the kisses or the fact that I am extremely ticklish. As I shivered again, Jesse softly chuckled and brushed the loose hair away from my face. I gently rested my head on his chest and just listened to his heartbeat. His real, live heartbeat. This is something that I was not used to and believe me, the simple little thudding of his heart brought an immense feeling of happiness into my own heart. I took Jesse hand in mine and placed it over his heart, lifted my head and said, "Jesse, do you feel that?"

He sat up a little by propping his body up with his elbow and just smiled at me. "Yes, Susannah, it is my heartbeat…" I think he too was not used to having one, seeing that he didn't for 150 years. He breathed out a happy sigh and wrapped his arms around me again. I do not know how long we were just laying there in each other's arm, not even talking, but it was rudely interrupted by a knock on the door.

I shot out of Jesse's strong tan arms and got off him. "Yeah?" I asked to who ever was on the other side of the door. I smoothed my hair down because I could see from the mirror on my wall that it had been messed up from our make out session.

"Can I come in?" A guy's voice called out.

I looked at questioning and he just shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah, come in…"

Paul opened the door while saying, "Hey Suze, I just wanted to talk to you about…oh…" he saw Jesse sitting on my bed with me. "Uh…sorry to interrupt…your mom didn't say anything about…"

Jesse stood up giving Paul a blank stare and said, "no, you didn't interrupt anything…what do you want?" Obviously Jesse did not approve of my newfound friendship with Paul still.

Paul held up his arms in a I'm-innocent type way and said, "Hey man, I just wanted to talk to her about something…no need for the harsh tones."

Jesse laughed at that one. "Talk? Yeah, I think we have all heard that one Slater. You never want to just TALK with Susannah."

Paul's blue eyes flashed with hatred and his face hardened with a stare and said coolly, "Just because you are alive, Jesse, does not make you safe from me…in fact it gives me more ways to kick your ass so I would be careful if I were you."

I stood up on my bed and yelled, "ENOUGH!" they both looked at me and I said, "Chill out both of you, my god! There will be NO ass kicking in my room…or anywhere else either! You have both kicked each others asses way too many times for my liking and I am fricking sick of it!"

Whoa. Did I really just say that? Wasn't it only a week or so ago I was stopping Jesse and Paul from fighting in my room after the little bathroom visit mishap? Wasn't it only then when I, myself, was beating the shit out of Paul and he in return was getting as much action out of me as possible? What the hell is happening here? How has so many things changed in such little time? I really do like being friends with Paul, but god, what caused it? Why did I suddenly not care about being all buddy-buddy with him? And Jesse? Yeah still do not understand the whole him being alive thing. I mean, I know it has to do with me truly and deeply loving him, but what triggered it?

"Did you ever wish it?" Paul's voice asked me inside my head.

I looked up at him and said, "Wish what?" out loud. I was a little freaked out he was reading my thoughts again.

Jesse looked at me confused and Paul said, "Wish him alive, of course." And then in my mind he said, "I really do not understand why you were willing to be my friend, either, but believe me, it makes me very happy. Maybe the good father telling you to give me a chance finally wore off on you." With that he looked me in the eye and they sparkled. I am dead serious, his blue eyes sparkled with excitement…pretty…NO Suze stop it you are not attracted to Paul!

I thought back to him, "Yeah maybe…" and smiled. He in return smiled back at me.

Jesse looked at both us and said, "What the hell is going on? I know I am only hearing parts of this conversation. Wish me alive? What do you mean by that?"

I looked down at my hands ashamed about my little mental conversation with Paul in front of Jesse. Paul shrugged and said, "I was merely asking her if she has happened to wish you alive recently…because it is becoming clear to me that Suze is a very strong thinker. What I mean by that is that most of her Shifter abilities come from concentrating on things, thinking about them…wishing them. It is almost as if she is her own personally wishing well. Of course, it is not always as easy as sitting and thinking. In your case," he nodded at Jesse, "There was way more involved in making you come back alive. As I said earlier, you became alive due to the greatest power of them all. Love. Love is not something that every person can fully comprehend, in fact, most humans will go through life never completely understanding the power of Love. Do not get me wrong, all humans feel the power of Love at one point or another and most get to the point of being in love and loving others but that is different. There is love…and then there is LOVE. As in the power…the element…the state of being…not just the feeling. Suze, though, seems to have a good grip on Love. It goes along with the whole being able to control time and minds and things. Thoughts and time, along with love, are powers you cannot see nor feel in your hands, you know? It's a mental essence thing." Paul sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Look, its really complicated to explain and I am not quite sure I can put it into words. If you have the power, you know it. It is kind of like Love itself. No one can truly describe love; you just…know it…"

I nodded and said, "No, I totally get you. I know what you mean, and do you really think that this is my greatest ability? The Power to Call, as it were?"

"Yeah, I really do, I mean God Suze think about it! Look at what you have been able to do lately. Call ghosts and people…of course that was a little…messed up at first…but you seem better all ready and it's only been a week. Plus, you can talk to other thinkers mentally and you controlled time this morning. And obviously, you brought him alive." He smiled and said, "Just think about all the other things you might be able to do if you just let me give you some pointers! Let me your, mental tutor, kind of thing."

"Excuse me," Jesse interrupted. "But, it seems to me that Susannah has been doing fine without you. You said so yourself that has been able to do all these things so why would she need your help?"

"Yes, she is doing fine without me, except these powers are popping up randomly." He turned his gaze to me and said, "Suze, do you normally understand what is going on when you are able to do something different? Like, when you controlled the clock did you instantly know 'Ah, I just controlled time. This must be a power of mine.' Or was it kind of freaky and it was almost as if you did not believe your own eyes?"

"Well…of course I didn't understand it. I mean, its not like I have done anything like that in the past." I thought for a moment and looked at Jesse and said, "I don't know, Jesse, I kind of think it might be smart to have Paul around to help me sometimes. I mean, it's basically what I am doing right now, and he IS the only other person I know like this, so its not like I can go ask Fr. Dom or something. He IS only a mediator."

Jesse just stared at me with his mouth open. "You cannot be serious, Susannah! You trust this person enough to do this?"

"Hey, now. This person is sitting right here. You don't need to be all snotty about it." Paul shot back.

I sighed and said, "Look. How about we just keep the option of Paul being able to help me when I need it? I mean, either way I am going to end up talking to him about this type of stuff anyway. I do not think it needs to be this big of a deal."

"Agreed." Paul added.

"Fine." Jesse said, but he did not sound happy about it.

Paul stood up to leave but when he reached the door he turned and said, "Be warned though…there can be consequences to Jesse being alive, and though they might be fixable, it won't be fun. You cannot expect anything for free now a days can you?" With that he left my room and exited my house.

I looked back to Jesse and asked, "Wait. Who is Kyle?"

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