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Hmm. I do not think I missed anyone…if I did…my greatest apologies.

Chapter 30…This seems to be the end…

When I told Paul things were about to get ugly, it was just one of those things you say out of pure rage, you know? But you really have no clue what you are exactly planning on doing action wise to follow up those words with. Well I had absolutely no idea what I was going to do to him, but this did not seem to matter because my powers seemed to be jolted alive by the immense feeling of hate penetrating my body. I was still glaring at him…and believe me if looks could kill, oh boy. I had the faint sensation of my whole body shaking and then suddenly I slowly started drifting up. Yeah, that's right, I was floating.

Paul's eyes had gone wide and he said harshly, "What do you think you are doing?"

I replied sarcastically, "Shouldn't the mighty Paul already know what I am doing?" Part of me actually was hoping he knew what I was doing because truthfully I had no freaking idea. Oh, don't worry I was not any less angry with Paul. I just figured I could use his knowledge to know why I suddenly was floating.

He took a step back from me suddenly looking almost scared. "No," he replied shakily. "I have no clue what you are doing. Do you care to explain?"

Hey, I might as well act as if I know what I am doing. I ppfted at him and spat out, "Ha! Like I would tell you, you self absorbed, greedy little bastard who only does things to benefit himself!"

A flash of hurt crossed Paul's face, but then he took another step back from me. "You have me all wrong. I am doing this to benefit the both of us."

Oh, ok, so I thought I could not get any madder. Yeah, I was wrong. Very wrong. "PAUL!" I screamed out, yes. Screamed. "Stop it! For God's sake stop it! You are NOT benefiting me…in any shape or form at all! You are ruining everything! I finally had Jesse and things were getting to the point that he and I could be a real couple and you do THIS? No! I am NOT letting you get away with this! I LOVE HIM!"

On "I love him," my whole body when ridged and my head snapped back and my arms flew out. Suddenly this brilliant white light was flooding the room…and it was all coming out from…me? Oh believe me, it was coming out from me. I could feel it. And GOD did it hurt! It was like a million hot pins were poking me over and over again. I let out another ear rattling scream. A scream that was full of pain, rage, hate, and even love. With this scream another burst of light shot out of me…and then suddenly…it was all dark…and I fell flat on my back on the ground.

--Paul--

I really did not mean to hit her. I swear to God, I know better than to strike a girl, but Suze had stepped on my last nerve…and I lost it. I did not expect her to react the way she did. Apparently I was on her last nerve also. Except I soon found out it was way more than that.

You know, it is a scary sight to see, when someone is so angry with you they can't even scream or shout. Instead, they get very quiet…almost calm. But the hate pouring out of their mouth with their words is so strong you could almost feel the air tense up. Before Suze's reaction to me hitting her, I had never experienced this before. This was intense. This was…this was, to my disliking, true hate. The woman I love…despises me. And yet, I can't help but love her. What is my problem?

Anyway, Suze was so, well, outraged with me, that she was shaking. I could see her whole entire body shaking with anger. I have seen…and felt…the damage a pissed off Suze Simon could produce. Apparently the damage was greater than I ever imagined because suddenly, Suze was starting to drift into the air…and glow. Not the glow of a ghost but more like…the amount of hate streaming through Suze was so strong it could not stay within her. So it formed an aura-type thing of this extremely strong energy of hate.

The aura-like glowing suddenly increased in wattage to that of a spotlight, blinding me for a few moments. This brilliant flash of light filled the room and it was so strong I could feel myself being pushed backwards by force. I was still recovering from this burst of energy and light when an ear-shattering scream escaped from Suze's lips. Another mass of light energy burst forth, and I was blown back landing extremely hard on my back, cracking my head against my hard, cold, tile. Then, everything went black.

---Suze---

"Susannah?" My eyes were closed, so I sort of thought I was just imaging the low Spanish accented voice. Since I thought it was all in my head I figured I might as well ignore it…opening my eyes seemed like too much work right now.

"Susie? Susie, darling, you have to open your eyes," This time it was a woman's voice talking. My mom…or at least it better be my mom seeing that she is the only one who can call me Susie.

I let out a moan in answer to the request to open my eyes. Wait. Spanish sounding male voice…Jesse! Yeah, so you can tell my brain was transferring information slowly right now. I willed my eyes to open and slowly they did. I saw a bright room, one which is not my own. "Uhhg. Too bright…" I covered my eyes with my hands and turned my head away from the open window. My eyes adjusted and I looked around and noticed I was in a hospital room. I shot up and asked urgently, "Why am I in the hospital?"

I noticed Father Dominic was there along with Mom, Andy, and Jesse. I shot Jesse a confused little frown and he gave me a half smile…one I hope he will be able to explain. Father Dom cleared his throat and said, "It seems that Mr. Slater's oven blew causing you and him to fly back and hit your heads. Jesse, if you remember, was in the other room, so he did not feel the blast." His eyes were boring into mine as to say, Do not argue unless you want to tell the truth to your parents.

I scrunched up my face as so show that I was remembering this. "Oh yeah. Oh God…that's the last time I ever cook…You are just going to have to always do it, Andy."

Andy smiled and said, "No problem what so ever, sweetheart. Are you feeling alright?"

I was actually able to tell the truth for this one. "I feel fine…I am just…exhausted." Suddenly I remembered Paul and said, "Um…is Paul alright?"

I saw my parents and Father Dom shoot each other worried looks. My mom took my hand and said, "Sweetie, we do not know. I know this must be hard for you, being Paul's friend and all…but as far as the doctors can tell…he is in a permanent coma."

It's weird. To feel regret and relief at the exact same time. It was like, a weight was lifted off me, but I could not help but feel partly responsible for the state Paul was in. But…there was no other way. It was either loose Paul or Jesse, and truthfully I would rather get rid of Paul. Duh. "Permanent?" I asked my voice hardly above a whisper. "You mean…like…brain dead?" Even if I was not Paul's biggest fan, it is still scary to think of a kid your own age in a state like that.

My mom lowered her eyes so she was not looking me in the eyes anymore and gave my hand an extra squeeze. "We just do not know. The doctors do not understand at all what is happening to Paul. It just…does not make sense. His body is working perfectly fine…except…they are not finding any signs that he is mentally there. It is just a waiting game right now. We will pray for him, Susie."

Father Dom stepped forward at this and said, "Yes, believe me, we are praying for Paul already. We can only hope that God has not taken him from our world quite yet."

I sighed deeply and threw my hands over my face. This cannot be happening…what the hell did I do to him? How am I going to learn any more shifter stuff anymore? Paul always taught me…wait. No, he didn't. Lately I have been figuring out my own powers, haven't I? I figured out on my own how the power of Love could bring my Jesse to life. I figured out how to change time and even freeze it. I figured out that when provoked, the power of Hate could be even more powerful than that of Love. I have finally mastered the skill of mind talking. I am the one who finally figured out how I can successfully call things and even people to me. No longer am I a weak little Mediator. I am finally beginning to understand how powerful Shifters really can be. I am no longer having troubles calling.

I took my hands off my head and looked around the hospital room. I bit my lower lip gently and then said, "Mom? Andy? Can we go home?"

Mom shot this gigantic smile at me and said, "Sweetie, I have never heard such a great idea. As soon as the doctors give you a final check, we are free to go."

I smiled my first real smile in several days and said, "Good. All I want is my shower and my own bed!"

Just then the door opened and in walked a man I assumed was my doctor. He told everyone to leave so he could make sure I was fine. As Mom, Andy, and Father Dominic were leaving the room, Jesse leaned down and kissed my cheek. He then whispered, "Dios, do I have a lot to explain to you later…" He gave me one more peck and left the room leaving me alone with the doctor.

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God. I love my bed. I really do. It is so amazing to just curl up in and it is the most comfortable thing I have ever felt. Can you tell that I am tired? Yeah, I am, and all I want to do is sleep, but here I am at the rectory sitting in Father Dominic's office with Jesse to discuss what exactly happened back at Paul's house.

"…What I do not understand, Susannah, is why you did not come to me when all of this started. You should have told me that Paul was threaten you and Jesse, and that Paul was trying to get you away from Jesse. And what was this about him pretending to be…who again? Erik? What exactly was his point of doing that?

I sighed and said, "I did not tell you…well I really do not know why I didn't. I guess I was too freaked out…I mean my powers have been going crazy lately if you hadn't noticed. Hello! I resurrected Jesse!" I then became totally embarrassed. I mean how do you explain to a priest and the man you are in love with that you have a little obsession with a fictional character? And that if that fictional character was real you would be all over him like…syrup on waffles. "Um, you see, I kind of really like the Phantom of the Opera…and I guess Paul found this out…and thought that he could use my…um…like for Erik to get me away from Jesse. I don't know. It was all part of this big huge plan he made. But he failed! Because I love Jesse, and that's that."

Father Dominic frowned slightly and said, "Ok…and what exactly was going on at Paul's house?"

"He kidnapped me! And I tried to fight him off, but I threw up and I didn't feel well, and I was scared, and uh, Paul is strong."

"Why on Earth would Mr. Slater kidnap you?"

Before I could open my mouth to exclaim for the hundredth time that Paul is the Spawn of Satan, Jesse said, "Because the poor fool loved something that could never love him back. It is like trying to get an angel to fall in love with a creature of the underworld. It just cannot happen. He apparently does not like not getting his way."

Whoa. Did Jesse just call me an angel? He thinks I am an angel! That is so cute! Ha! And he called Paul a creature of the underworld! I am right, Paul is Satan! Focus Suze.

"What I do not get," I said, "Is how Paul ended in the coma-state and how Jesse is not stuck in the Great Beyond? I mean what in God's name did I do?"

Jesse frowned slightly and said, "Well, all I know is my energy was almost completely gone by the castostoma, but then suddenly it felt like little by little my life was coming back to me. I slowly started to regain conscious and heard you screaming…the angriest screams I have ever heard…it was scary. Anyway, you were glowing and this brilliant light kept shooting out of you. I have to admit I was scared because I had no clue what was happening to you, but then another wave of light came out of you and this time it was like one beam when into me and one went into Slater. The one that went into me seemed to give me all my life and energy back and I think the one that went into Paul had the opposite effect because he suddenly fell to the floor and did not move anymore. Then you fell to the floor…and here we are."

I blinked. I was seriously at a loss for words. "So…could I possibly have given Paul's life energy to Jesse?" I said looking at Father Dominic.

Father Dominic took off his glasses and rubbed his baby blue eyes wearily. "Susannah, with you, it seems like anything is possible. It seems very plausible that you did give Jesse some of Paul's life."

It was my turn to frown now, "Does that mean Jesse has Paul's bad character?"

Father Dom shook his head and said, "I guess we will have to see. Right now it seems like anything and everything could happen. We will just have to wait and see. Life is just one big waiting game for things like this." He then looked at the clock and said, "Susannah, you need to rest. I will just assume you will not be at school tomorrow. You have been through a lot. Jesse? Will you make sure she gets home safely?"

Jesse stood up and said, "Of course, Padre."

With that Jesse and I left the office and started walking towards the building's entrance. I could not help but think 'Yes. Alone at last with Jesse!' I wrapped my arms around Jesse's muscular stomach and put my head on his shoulder so basically all my weight was on him. I looked up at him and said, "I'm sleeeeepy." Yes. After all that he and I had been through the past few days that is all I could manage to say.

Slowly a grin formed on Jesse's lips and a sparkle was back in his eyes. "Only you, Querida," Jesse said was he wrapped his arms around me as well, "Could only think about being tired after what you and I went through."

I stopped and said, "Jesse, I love you more than anything in the world…I hope you know that."

He looked me straight in the eye and said, "I have never doubted that, and I know now that I never will have to. Your love has saved me twice now…and that is the greatest gift someone could ever get." He then pulled me towards him and leaned his lips to mine. Jesse kissed me like he was scared he might never get to kiss me again.

We pulled apart and I kissed him gently on the cheek and whispered, "Let's go home. I need my bed."

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As I was lying in my bed, instead of falling right to sleep like I thought I would, I ended up thinking about Paul. Would he be all right? I mean, my God, really what would I do without this guy basically stalking me? I have to admit, I really hate the guy 98 of the time…but the other 2 of the time…I wish that he and I really could have been friends. As my mind finally allowed me to sleep, I could not help but think, "Paul, what is happening to you?"

Now, I am convinced that it was just from lack of energy but I really thought I heard a whispered voice say, "Goodbye Suze…" A single tear fell from my eyes as sleep completely took over my mind.

The End.

Yes. I am serious. My fic is over!

I left it open that in time I may write a sequel. I have some ideas, if anyone thinks I should attempt my hand at writing another story. I know some people may have voiced interest in co-writing a story? I'm up to that. If anyone likes my writing and thinks I would work well with them email me or something.

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