(P&P: Hey guys! Oh, I just want to make this clear, Casey is the name of my buddy. Well, he's a buddy who loves meJ )

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A) yes

B) no

Chapter ten

"Susannah, we have to take you to a doctor."

That was a grunting and very annoyed Father Dom. Who was also, holding me down.

See, I have never had a compound fracture before. And this thing hurt like hell. I could only imagine what a doctor would do to it. And I was.

Father Dom wasn't the only one holding me down. No. Jesse was too.

That traitor.

"Querida," I tried to kick him, but he moved his head out of the way. "Please let Father Dominick and I take you to the hospital. You will be better after they help you."

I kept struggling.

Jesse had dematerialized from my room shortly after Casey left and brought Father Dom here. I made it half way down the stairs before Jesse showed up, grabbed me around the waist and took me outside to my front porch, supposedly where Father Dom would meet us. Of course I put up a fight. I squirmed and wiggled, trying to get free from Jesses grasp. But, he had a firm hold on me. And with this ghostly strength was too strong for me. But that doesn't mean that I didn't stop. Oh, no. I kept it up until Father D came. I stopped for a minute to listen to Father Dom's reasoning But I didn't follow any of it.

Now I'm being held by my arms, courtesy of Father Dom and by my feet, courtesy of Jesse De silva.

Hence the whole me kicking Jesse in the face and missing because he moved. I swear, I cannot win!

"Susannah," Father Dom was out of breath from my efforts to get free from their grasps, "Please. Will you allow us to take you to the hospital so you can be looked after? I would like to see you at school on Monday intact."

I stopped struggling. "I'm not that bad. Only a few scratches."

Jesse gave me a look. I had been facing him most of the time. "Susannah, you know very well that that isn't all." He sounded a little angry. I couldn't blame him.

Oh, yeah. Duh. My broken arm. Damn.

Ok, I had to think about this. There was no way that I could go up against there two. I mean, I could get past Father Dom. Easy. But, Jesse. Uh…lets just say I wouldn't be able to get past him. Let alone, hide.

So, very unlike me, I gave in.

"Alright." Jesse blinked. "I'll go." I took a deep breath. "Help me up, will ya."

Jesse, hesitantly but gently, set down my feet as Father Dom helped me up. The pain in my arm was growing. Jesse came over and took me from Father Dom.

"I'll take her, Father." Jesse said, holding me.

Father Dom nodded, and got into the drivers seat of his car, starting the engine. Jesse opened the back door and helped me in. He himself got in after me and slammed the door shut.

Hold on, Susannah, we will be there in a minute." Father Dom called over the back sear as he pulled out of my driveway.

Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. You're probably wondering why no one of the Ackerman household thought it weird to see me floating down the steps and not freak out about my arm. Aren't you? Well, none of them were home. Mom was at the news station, Andy was out on an errand, Dopey was secretly out with Debbie, Sleepy was at college and Doc…Well…I didn't know exactly where he was. All I know is that he wasn't home.

I yawned. I was tired. I didn't get much sleep. I mean, between getting the crap kicked out of me by a werewolf and then kissing Jesse, I was worn out. As I closed my eyes, I felt an arm go around my shoulder, pulling me close to a muscled chest. I opened my eyes, looked up at Jesse.

He looked worried. But he wore a smile.

I smiled back and snuggled into his embrace.

His free hand was stroking my hair. "It will be ok, Querida. I tied the pillow case tightly around your arm, it will be ok until we get there." He kissed my forehead.

Ok, I wont lie to you. I was scared. Yes, Susannah Simon, mediator who kicks some major ghost butt, is scared. I didn't know how bad my arm was. And I didn't know what the doctor was going to do. I ha never had surgery before.

"I'm scared, Jesse." I whispered. I snuggled even closer.

Jesses arms tightened around me. "I'm here, Querida. I wont leave you."

I began to cry. "Promise?"

He kissed my forehead. "I promise."

I buried my face into his shirt and cried. I eventually fell asleep from exhaustion as Jesse rubbed my back while reassuring me that everything would be ok.

"Come on, Susannah, wake up."

Well, that's what I thought it was. Mostly I heard: "Womb bow Whosannah cake pup."

Weird.

Then I felt something cold on my forehead and I jerked away from it. I opened my eyes but everything was swimming in front of me. And blurry. What the hell was happening? I wasn't hurt that bad. I mean, come on.

"Susannah, can you hear me?"

It was the same voice, but clearer this time. I understood, so I nodded.

"Good. Now, are you feeling any pain?"

That was a weird question. Why would he be asking me if I felt any pain? I have a compound fracture mister! Hello!

"I….cant…really…feel any…thing." My mouth felt heavy. "Where am I?" God, what was I so drowsy? I mean, I only took a little nap on Jesse. Wait. Where's Jesse? He should be here. He said he wouldn't leave me.

"You are in Carmel by the sea hospital. You have been here for a day and a half recovering." The voice, I could now make-out out, was that of a man.

Wait a second. "recovering?" I asked, sitting up a little more. My vision was beginning to clear up but I couldn't really tell you what was around me.

"Yes. We reset you bone and tended to your scratches." Everything cleared up and I was looking at a middle aged bald man in a white jacket. "I am Dr. William Stevens. But you may call me Will, miss Simon." He had a small smile playing at his lips and his hands rested in his pockets.

I searched around the room to find balloons that said,: "Get well soon." "Hope you get better." On had a frog on it and said, "Jump on my pad so I can fix you up." Kind of gross, but still cute. There were other balloons too. One had a huge heart on it that said, "I love you." One had a big yellow smiley face on it. Some teddy bears and other stuffed animals were set around the room as well.

I looked back at the doctor. He smiled. "You have many admirers. And family members. A lot of people have come to visit you." I had to smile at this. "Visiting hours ended an hour ago. Everyone left and said they would be back tomorrow." My smile grew even wider. "It is getting late. You seem to be fine, so I will let you rest. If you need anything, be sure to press the yellow button on the bed. A nurse will come to assist you with whatever you may need. Good night."

"Thank you." I said. He smiled, nodded and left.

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"I thought he would never leave."

Theres that sexy Latino voice I had been wanting to hear. I felt so happy that I almost jumped up with joy. And when I say almost, I mean almost. I couldn't exactly move that fast. Must be the pain meds.

"Jesse." I said when I saw him. He was standing on the opposite side of my bed where the doctor had been standing.

"Susannah." He lifted my hand to his lips and gently kissed every knuckle. My heart rate sped up. And that's kind of bad. Seeing I'm hooked up to a heart monitor.

"I am so glad you are awake. I was worried you wouldn't."

"Whats been going on while I've been asleep?" I wanted some info. Could you blame me? I've been out for almost two days and I wake up to a doctor who hasn't told me much. And the fact that I'm a mediator and there is a werewolf out and about, kind of makes me want to know stuff. Ya know?

"Some people have been murdered, Querida." He said sadly.

I sat up a little straighter. Jesse winced at me doing so. I guess he must have been imagining what kind of pain I was in. Which, I wasn't in any. I mean, I could feel a slight pinch here and there that was uncomfortable. But tolerable.

"Do you know who and how many?" I asked, now curious.

"Two people. A boy and a girl. They were…together." He said the last part sadly. He still had my hand in his, running a finger over my own. "I do not know their names."

"Oh." I said quietly. The running of the finger was starting to make me hot. Don't get me the wrong idea. I liked it. But, what it was doing to my nerves wasn't that good. I could start making small happy noises or start moaning, people!

Jesse looked at me. His eyes were so beautiful. If I looked at them long enough I would get lost in them. And most times that would lead to a kiss or him disappearing. I love Jesse. I really did. Even though the whole ghost thing stood in our way of true happiness.

Then, Jesse did something I wasn't expecting. He climbed over the bed rail and into bed next to me. I must have looked shocked because Jesse suddenly sat up a little. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." He started getting out of the bed.

"wait." I sat up a little, grabbing hold of him arm. "Its ok, Jesse. Don't go."

He looked at me and sat back down.

"Stay." I said pleadingly. "Please?"

If he said no, I wanted to cry. But then he smiled. "If you wish. I will stay." And then he scooted back down, lying next to me. I curled up on my side and laid my head on his chest, my broken arm, laying limp on his still stomach. I was so comfortable, that I didn't notice the pinching anymore. I felt safe and content in his arms.

We stayed that way all night. Jesse was gently running his fingers over my broken arm on his chest while his other hand was stroking my hair. I felt sleep calling to me.

"I love you, Susannah." Jesse whispered.

"I love you, Jesse." I looked up, to see him smiling at me. God, I love his smile.

He leaned down and was going to kiss me when I felt this tug at me.

Then I looked around and saw fog lingering at the bottom of several doors, all lining a hallway.

"Looks like Dorothy isn't in Kansas anymore."

(P&P: Hope Y'all liked. When I wrote this chapter (August 15) AOL was all screwy and wouldn't let me access any sites. I am on my laptop re-typing this, since all internet things have been wiped out on our main computer. I wanted so bad to get this chapter out! It seems kind of pointless. But I wanted to get it out. I like my ending. Evil. He he. Who do you think it is who said the last line? Anyways, I have to go. My back is hurting and it is 1:17am.

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