Hey all! Thanks for all of the reviews. I really appreciate it. I liked the last chapter. I liked the ending. Jesses sexy appearance. Whoa, doggie. Lol. I saw this chapter like it was a movie. A little more action. But, enough talk. On with this chapter!

Chapter 16

Suze's POV

My heart nearly leapt out of my throat. The wolf was so close to ripping me in shreds of course I was panicked a little. But, I kind of felt relief. I had a feeling I was going to die. And I felt relief. I wouldn't have to deal with this life anymore. I wouldn't have to deal with these wounds, broken bones and scratches. I wouldn't have to deal with ghosts.

But then I thought about that. If I didn't have to deal with ghosts, then I wouldn't have Jesse. Oh, god…I did not just think that. Ok, now I have to take back that last part. Of course I don't like dealing with ghosts. Most of the time. Jesse is the exception. I love him with all of my heart it hurts to think of a life without him it's so much. And when I heard what he said, my heart leapt and I fell in love with him all over again.

Jesse strode over to me, with a look of pure hatred on his face. But not towards me. Well, I was hoping not. Come on, Suze. The guy just threw a bench at a werewolf that was about to rip you apart. Of course it isn't directed at you!

"Querida, are you alright?" Jesse wrapped me up in his arms and held me tight.

"Well," I squeaked, "I am. But, you are kind of squishing me a little."

He laughed and loosened his hold. "But, you are sure nothing is wrong?"

I laughed this time. "I'm sure, Jesse. I'm safe when in your arms." Umm…Did I just say that? Out loud?

He smiled (P&P: I'm listening to "Without love" by Bon Jovi. And this song sounds so perfect for this part. I don't know. Just the beat and…yeah…Oh well…Stop looking at me!) and was about to kiss me when Paul had to go and say something.

"If you two don't mind, save your kissing and googlie eyes at each other for later. I suggest we get out of here before dog breath over there comes to."

I laughed. "Paul, I was wrong about you. You do have some humor."

He took a bow. "Why, thank you, Ms. Simon. I am always here to humor you." He wiggled his eyebrows and a picture of him kissing me flashed in my mind.

I quickly shut my eyes, trying to rid my mind of the sight inside of it. "God, Paul, you are Satan!"

He laughed again. "Well, I love to annoy you. But, right now, we better go."

Jesse grabbed my hand, and I took Paul's as we ran towards the hospital.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

Jesse didn't answer and neither did Paul. I stopped running right there.

"Guys! Where the hell are we going?" I yelled letting go of their hands.

I heard a noise behind me that sent shivers down my spine as Paul and Jesse ran back, grabbed my hand and pulled me forward. Turning my head ever so slightly, I saw the gruesome beast running on all fours towards us. He was catching speed too. Rotten fur ball. Well…Rotten fur ball who could eat me.

God, that sounded so wrong.

"We're going back to my house." Paul said, out of breath from our increased speed in running.

"And why, pray tell, are we going back to your house?" I asked, my breath coming out in gasps. The snarling sounded so close it made me shake in fear.

"I have things there that could help us with our furry friend." I looked up at him. His face was etched with shadows that made him look so hot. He looked so serious and determined. Well, at this point and situation, I was glad he felt that way.

"Susannah, please stop asking questions. You will tire yourself easily." He gripped my hand tighter and started running faster.

And to be honest, my legs felt like jell-o. I was running too much and I was getting tired fast because of my injuries.

Slowing down, my head kind of lolled forward. I wasn't feeling too good. I was getting dizzy and I felt lightheaded. Not so good at this moment.

"Suze." Paul said, pulling me forward.

I was still running, don't think I wasn't. I just wasn't going as fast as they would have liked me to.

"Suze, we need to move faster." Paul was grunting from pulling my extra weight.

"Susannah, please." Jesse sounded worried.

"I'm sorry, Jesse." I mumbled. "I can't go any farther."

And with that, I let go of their hands and fell to the ground. My head hit the pavement hard, knocking my senses off for like a minute. When I opened my eyes, I saw something leaning over me. The smell was horrible. I recognized it right away and laid stock still. Its nose roamed around my stomach and chest, smelling for anything to his liking.

I wanted to cry. I felt like crying. Hell, I could have been crying and just couldn't feel it. I couldn't think. My mind was totally focused on keeping still and not making a sound. I was so scared, I started shaking. I didn't want to start shaking. I wanted to stay still. Just goes to show how your body will betray you.

Suze, it's ok. Just stay calm. I'm here.

Paul…?

Yes, Suze, it's me. I won't let anything happen to you. Jesse is here too. We're going to get you out of this, I promise.

Paul, please. I'm so scared. I can't move. It's right over me.

Suze, stay calm, please don't move. You will be ok.

Paul, please help me.

I closed my eyes, tears slipping through my tangled lashes. I was going to die. I knew I was. And this time, I didn't want to. I didn't feel relived. Paul's voice reminded me of everything I had here. I didn't want to lose any of that. I wanted to graduate and finally see Adam confess his feelings for Cee Cee. I wanted to see Doc get a girlfriend and be happy. I wanted mom and Andy to be happy, and to see them so in love. I wanted to see Father Dom finally throw that old pack of cigarettes away.

I laughed to myself. That was a silly thought. Yet, I still wanted it. And then I thought of Jesse. Oh, Jesse. My sweet, sweet Jesse. I wanted everything with him. And I knew, I never could. I could only have some of those things. And no one would know. Father Dom, Paul and little Jack would know. But no one who really, really mattered to me. Like mom. Or Andy. Or Doc, Dopey and Sleepy. Cee Cee and Adam and Gina. I wanted them to see Jesse. I wanted them to know how much I loved him and how happy I was.

I wish Jesse was alive so everyone could see how amazing he is.

And with that wish, I opened my eyes to stare at the wolf. He stood, leaning over me with his jaws open, with drool leaking between the cracks of his teeth, his breath flowing lazily around myself. He was really a human under all of that fur. A guy who had no choice in the matter of this curse. He didn't know what he was doing, and couldn't stop what happened. He was really Todd. And by the force of the moon, and the curse of the werewolf, he was changed into something people cant even contemplate as real.

I felt bad for him. Even when I felt deaths grip find my throat I felt the need to be sorry.

Suze, don't stoop to that level. You aren't thinking clearly. Come back to us. Come back to me…

Paul's soft voice floated through my mind like soft rose petals. It calmed my senses and made me relax a bit, knowing he was there. Somewhere…

I'm here…

The roar wasn't what scared me. It wasn't the hot, sticky, foul smelling breath coming down at my skin in tendrils. It wasn't the chill in the air. It was the rough touch, of sharp nails, digging into my flesh.

I let out a whimpering scream, trying as hard as I could to stay still and calm. But it was kind of hard to do that seeing as a mythical animal was tearing into my flesh.

Letting out another roar, I felt its tongue delve out and tap my cheek. It was so slimy and gross I don't even want to think about what it was doing to my skin. Cackling deep and low, it licked down to my chin, lingering a moment to last the taste.

"Todd."

My eyes snapped open at the name. The wolf apparently heard it too, and looked up. Its ears twitched, following the sound of the voice. It seemed familiar, but I wasn't sure. Slowly, inching away from my body, the wolf crawled towards the sound of the voice.

"Todd…" It was more of a taunting sound. One to lure a victim to a trap.

Closing my eyes, I decided to rest there on the concrete for a few minutes more. I was so tired. Drained of energy. My body was so cold, sore and hurting beyond belief. What I wouldn't give for a nice soft bed right about now.

"Suze."

I moaned out a reply. Well, I attempted. It sounded more like a grunt than anything else. I wasn't about to open my eyes. I couldn't. I didn't have to strength nor the energy. And if we had to run again, I was going to beg one of the guys to carry me. Or leave me there. Whichever was best.

"Suze, can you hear me?"

I wouldn't have moaned if I didn't!

I could almost feel Paul's smile.

"Sorry, Suze, I was just checking."

Help me up, will ya.

I felt two sets of hands, pull me up to my feet. Which, by the way, didn't really help since I didn't have any umph left. So, I fell to the ground just as quickly as I was pulled off of it.

"Susannah!" Jesse sounded frantic, and even more concerned.

I tried my hardest to open my eyes. But after the third try, I gave up. I gave up. Susannah Simon gave up. I know. I'm weak. A loser. I couldn't do anything to help. I was so tired. I wanted to sleep…

"No!" Paul yanked on my arm. "Suze, don't you even dare think about going to sleep now!"

Just a little nap…?

No!

Paul always ruins all of my fun.

And don't you forget it, Susie.

Enough with the Susie stuff!

"Suze, you need to do one thing for me, alright?" Paul wanted to me to do something or him. Oh boy. "Suze, don't get smart cracking right now, this is serious. I need you to open your eyes, I need to see if they are dilated. Can you please do this for me?"

If I have to…

"Please, Susannah." Jesse pleaded. "Susannah, please open your eyes so Slater can see if you are alright."

I had to do this for Jesse. He asked nicely and I would do just about anything for him. Plus, what if I wasn't ok? What if something was wrong? I didn't know what the whole dilated thing was, but I knew Paul would take care of me. He wasn't such the bad guy I thought him out to be. He just has his…sides.

Straining my lids, and curling my lips, I forced my eyes opening. The strain was unbelievable. I could hardly keep them open. This wasn't good. I don't care who you are. This was not good.

"Jesse…" My voice cracked from disuse and loss of energy. I was losing it. I couldn't hold on for much longer. The darkness was calling out to me, wrapping tendrils upon tendrils of blackness around my wrists and ankles.

"Susannah, it is alright. You will be ok." He looked almost close to tears. My Jesse. So sweet and caring. I would always love him. "Nombre De dios-We will get you help, please hold on!"

"Her eyes are dilated badly." Paul looked up at Jesse. "We have to get her to my house and have my grandfathers nurse tend to her." He looked down at me. "You're going to be ok, Suze."

"What…?" His voice was so soft and so far away. I was slipping. Slipping into the farthest crack.

"Jesse, we need to get her out of here." Paul sad hurriedly.

"I will take her." Jesse said when Paul reached down to lift me. Paul stepped back and looked around us, searching for any dangers that may have been lurking in the shadows. Such as a certain wolf we have all come to know and love.

I was being sarcastic.

Jesse slowly and carefully picked me up, cradling me in his arms, holding my head close to his chest. I felt so good. Being in his arms, I mean. I felt safe. Nothing could hurt me as long as Jesse was there. Nothing.

"Come on!" Paul shouted, running towards his car in the parking lot not so far away from where we were standing. Or, I should say, Paul and Jesse were standing. Because me, I was kind of…lying in Jesses arms. Quite comfortable I must say.

Jesse started striding towards the car, at the same time trying to make sure I didn't fall out of his arms or be in harms view. Snuggling into his chest I sighed.

"Hold on Susannah, we're almost to the car. You will be able to lay down."

"Please don't leave me, Jesse." I mumbled.

"I will never leave you, Querida."

And then it was black…

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