A/N: Hi everyone! Thanks for the great reviews. I'm sorry it took me so long to put this chapter on the site but I've been sick and my mother kinda banned me from getting on the Internet. So...

Disclaimer: As you know I do not own the Mediator series but own... You know!

Chapter 5

Clover's POV

I can't believe Susannah left me like four fat kids going to an all you can eat buffet. And she left me for my man. How could Paul give up my perfect curvy body to go to that drumstick? Don't he understand I'm only here for a few more days, while that beef stick is here 24/7, seven days a week, 365 days a year? Well whatever, I bet you Brad will do anything I want him too.

Speaking of Brad, on the way home he kept rambling on about some football team that he was on.

Or was it wrestling? I don't know and I don't care. The little guy in the back seat was very quiet for some reason. I know for a day's experience that Daniel loves to talk about science.

Or was his name Davey? I don't know.

I was so tired when I got to Aunt Lauren's house; I just wanted to go take a nice long hot bath to relax me a little bit. I walked into the living room to find my mom and my aunt sitting on the sofa and having a smoke. I mean my mom was having a smoke, Lauren was trying not to gag. They were talking about 'I don't give a rats ass' which is a very interesting topic. I tried to ignore them and go up the stairs to the traders, but my mom had to ask something.

"Cleo Hon, how was your day? Did you meet nice people?" Valerie asked giving me a fake smile. I'll let the 'Cleo' go by this one time for today. Aunt Lauren looked up and smiled. I didn't even move out of my spot, I didn't even return Lauren's smile. I was just blank.

"My day was just fine and I did meet a nice boy, if you must know." I answered.

"Oh that's nice. I'm glad you enjoyed it." She replied.

"Whatever" I mumbled. I turned to go upstairs when Lauren stopped me.

"Clover honey, where's Suzie?" Suze's mother asked.

"Oh she said to tell you that, she left the country to go marry a boy she met three hours ago." I responded. Aunt Lauren's face went from happy to down right mad. Mom just laughed at the dumb joke and said I was kidding. Then they both burst out laughing. I just don't get it; I ignored them and ran up the stairs to Susannah's room. I dropped my stuff on Suze's bed and I headed for the bathroom but then I stopped because I noticed someone in the room. But not just anyone.

This person was a ghost.

The ghost was a guy. He was reading a book, that I couldn't comprehend the tittle because they were big and long words. I stared at him but I guess he didn't know I was in the room.

"Hello? Who are you?" I asked. The ghost looked up quickly and his eyebrows went up. I noticed there was a white glowing scar over one of his eyes. He put down his book and stood up. And when I say up, I mean up. This guy was tall. Well, he was taller than I was. Oh and did I mention this guy was totally hot! He was everything I liked in a man. He was tall, dark, and handsome. And look at those killer ads! The only problem with this picture was that he was dead. But still, my jaw went down.

"Hello." The ghost asked awkwardly. "You can see me?" The dead cowboy hotty asked. Ok I really don't like this game. If I'm looking at you, and I'm talking to you, then why ask such a stupid question? I placed my hands on his shoulders and gave him a mild shake to wake him up and smell the instant coffee.

"I'm Clover hon, I'm a mediator, and you are..." I motioned my hand for him to continue and I dropped my hands from his broad shoulders.

"Good afternoon Clover, my name is Jesse." Wow this man has very good manners. I like him already.

"So is that book interesting or is it crap?" I asked him pointing to the big book.

"It's interesting so far." He said. We stared at each other for a couple of seconds. But then he spoke up.

"So how long are you staying here?" What? He doesn't like me. It's not like this is his room. This is more my room than it is his room. Well...if he died in this room, that's just a different story.

"Why? You don't want me here?" I asked playfully with a smile on my face. I put my hands on my hips.

"No, I just met you. I'm not one to judge quickly." Jesse answered. I looked past him and I notice the light coming from the window seat. It was a funny light, slanting in through the glass window and bouncing back and forth off the pink walls with a hazy effect. I stopped and rotated back to Jesse and I blinked.

"What's wrong Clover?" Jesse asked with this oh-so gently voice. I grew a very wide smile.

"Thanks for your concern Jesse, I'm alright. I was just gazing at this beautiful landscape" I pushed my hair away from my face.

"Are you related to Susannah?" I sighed and I laid down on my back on Suze's bed.

"Unfortunately yes. She's my stupid cousin." Jesse sat back down on the window seat and looked at me. He had these cute eyes that I could not read. It was like he was looking into space, but looking at me at the same time. I continued to talk about my cousin. "She is so boring, just like when we were little kids. She's just a little punk." I was bored by that time and I didn't want to talk about the man stealer right now. "But let's forget about her. Let's talk about us." I smiled and I walked towards where Jesse was seating.

"What do you mean 'talk about us'?" He asked looking at me strangely.

I sat next to him on the window seat and I crossed my legs. I smiled at him to show I was not going to eat him up.

"I mean, I've never been with a Latino ghost before." I said moving closer to him. "It can't be any different than with an alive one." I continued. "Have you ever kissed a living person?" I asked giving him a little giggle. Jesse didn't look comfortable at that point.

"Excuse me?" He choked out. I leaned in and...

"Clover, Brad wants you," Said an annoying voice. I quickly moved away from Jesse and turned to whoever interrupted me. It was Davey with his cute hair and ears. I saw Jesse dematerialized from the corner of my eyes. I got up from my seat and gently push the little peppermint out of my way.

Suze's POV

Have I mentioned yet that I hated Paul? I think I did, but I just have to remind you. I hate Paul. I'm just scared of the little psycho.

It's not like the shifter meeting with Paul was all so bad. It was very interesting to hear about what I can and can't do. The only bad part about it was that Paul Slater was there. But he was a good teacher. He didn't even mention Jesse nor make a pass at me. We stayed down in the living room away from Paul's bedroom.

We talked about how shifters can materialize and dematerialize just like ghosts can. But he didn't teach me how to do it nor did he show me does it. He said that I had all the time in the world to learn about that. Like I was going to go to his house every week for the rest of my life just to protect Jesse.

Oh please, he has another thing coming. I also wanted to talk about that soul transverse thing he remarked about. But he said we would do that later.

I arrived just in time for dinner. Andy didn't make a fuss for me being 10 seconds late for dinner. My mother questioned me about where I have been for the past few hours. I told her that lie Paul told Clover at lunch.

We had baked chicken and yellow rice and peas. Not my preferred dish but Aunt Valerie and Clover loved it. I heard that Andy made it especially for them.

Good for them!

After we were done eating, me and Clover were sent to wash the dishes.

Correction. I was washing the stupid dishes while she was just drying them. She said that she might break a nail. Like my nails couldn't break. Well my nails are real and they are less likely to break while washing the dishes.

"So Suzie, what did you learn at Paul's?" Clover asked from my right side. She was sitting on the counter. I was about to say "Oh, Paul just showed me some old articles about shifters and told me how we can materialize and dematerialize like my dead boyfriend, who I haven't seen in like forever and that's pretty much what happen this afternoon." But I will never say that to anyone especially to Clover.

Oh no she didn't call me Suzie again! She is so going to pay for calling me that!

"Uh...I really don't remember what I learned. I wasn't listening to Paul very much." Wow, I'm a good liar. It just rolled off my tongue like butter.

"Whatever. If you say so... I'm going upstairs to your room. I'm bored." She jumped off the counter and ran up the stairs before I could stop her. She just forgot about our little chore. Well she'll see what will happen when I go upstairs.

I finished the dishes and climbed the stairs two at a time to tell her off. I opened the door and saw the last two people I thought would never talk to each other.

A/N: I'm sorry I wanted to write more but I have to go to my mommy's celebration for something. I don't know.