A.N.: This chapter is dedicated to DarkPrincessKate for being the first reviewer to this wonderful story. And I'm so happy! I got 10 reviews for this story with 48 hours of updating. Is this story really that good?

Okay, and I don't recall saying this before, so I'll say it now: I'm going to TRY to alternate POVs. The first was Suze's, so now it's Jesse's. And so on.

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The Choices We Make

Explanations and Fights-Chapter 2

(Jesse's POV)

When the two people left us in the room there was an awful silence. I had already fallen to the ground. My head was leaning on my hands, which were on the floor. I could still feel Susannah here, mi Querida.

I heard someone get up from the table and come kneel down beside me. I then felt a hand on my shoulder. It was strange. These feelings. I had to breathe and I could feel the hand on my shoulder and the wind coming in through the open window.

"Jesse…" It was David. His voice was quivering. "Jesse, come on. Let me help you up." He pulled me into a standing position facing Susannah's family. I looked at them and the shock and fear on their faces. "Sit down." He pushed me into the seat that Susannah had usually occupied when she was at the dining table.

"Thank you David." Susannah, why did you do this?

"Jesse, wh…" He broke off his sentence.

Susannah's mother said, "Who are you?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. My manners have left me…my name is Jesse de Silva." I couldn't move. I would have gotten up and given a proper introduction, but I couldn't move my body. She was about to say something, and I am not normally like this, but I interrupted the woman. "I already know who you all are." She nodded in a way that reminded me of Susannah.

Susannah's brother Brad looked at me with a hard look and said, "Wait a second. You're that guy that Suze was always talking to in the middle of the night, aren't you?" I don't know how he could have possible known that.

Both of Susannah's parents looked at me with hard expressions when I laughed, "Yes, Brad, that was me. But, my intentions were nothing but pure."

David was pensive as he thought. "Jesse, can you see her?"

I knew what he was talking about. I shook my head shortly and said, "No, I can't see her." I could feel her though. I can't explain it. I could feel her all around me and her presence was overwhelming. I didn't want to tell them that though.

A piece of paper dropped into my folded hands. When I opened it up I saw it was a letter. I could practically feel the unasked question in the air. I looked at the signature and said, "Did you just write this now?" For that I got a towel flung at my head. "I think not."

Dear Jesse,

I would have told you, but I knew how you would react. And don't say that what I did was wrong because you would have done the same thing if you were given the option. If I was to have died and you were given the choice, you would spend an eternity in hell to make sure I was in heaven. Jesse, I love you and now it's your time to live. You can finally have the life that you never lived. Don't worry about me. I'll be here waiting for you. Jesse, I want you to live your life. I don't want you to think about betraying me when you're dating someone and then getting married and having kids. You won't be betraying me, I understand. I want you to live your life like you don't even know me. You want to be a doctor, so do it. You have dreams. And don't you think that I should never have done this because I was "the mediator" and I was supposed to help all the lost souls. I was a horrible mediator and if it weren't for you, I would be dead already. This is just an added bonus because you get to live. I know you're thinking about how I can't do this to my mom and my family, but I'll still be with them. And you're probably wondering how I got offered this in the first place, well, the angel of death, Loki, and the angel of life, Gabriel, came to me last week and told me that I had a week to make a decision. They told me that I could bring you back to life, but it would be at the expense of myself. And I couldn't tell you. You would have freaked out and told me that there was no way that you would ever let me do it. You never got to live back in your lifetime, so now I'm giving you a chance. I love you so much and all I'm asking is for you to live your life like I never existed. Just, please be the kid that my mother always wanted. I never lived up to the title of her child, but I'm sure you can. And remember, I love you and you'll see me again someday.

Love,

Susannah Simon

P.S. If you need me, call me and I'll write notes. Or, you can talk to Paul or Father Dom. But just remember that they had no idea about any of this either.

P.P.S. Make sure my family knows that I love them no matter how much I might have shown otherwise.

There were tearstains on the paper. I tried to picture mi Querida in my head, but my memory of her indiscreet beauty was fading quickly.

None of Susannah's family asked what the letter said and for that I thank them.

Susannah's mother looked at me strangely and said, "Were you a cowboy…the last time you live I mean?"

I could almost hear Susannah beautiful laugh ringing in my ears, "No."

Mr. Ackerman looked at me and said, "Then explain your past life for us."

I nodded silently. When I opened my mouth to talk David quickly got up from the table and said, "Hold on a minute. I'll be right back."

He came back less than a minute later with a book in his hand. He opened up to a page and handed the book to me. It was a picture of me. "What…how…?"

"That's a book from a guy named Clive Clemmings. (A.N.: My friend stole my 4th book, so I have no idea what his name is) He was trying to solve the mystery of your death. He said that you didn't run away from your family before the wedding but you were murdered."

"How did you get that book?"

"Suze asked me one time to do some research for her about the initials MDS sometime in the 1800s." That reminded me of the handkerchief that Maria had given me. I should have gotten rid of it a long time ago. I took it out of my pocket and gave it to David. He stared at it in fascination.

But then, Susannah must have grabbed it out of his hands and took a pair of scissors and cut the initials off. I started laughing. Her family didn't find it funny though. "Suze, what was that for?"

I answered for her, "She doesn't really like Maria. Although, I can't really blame her. Will you let me explain my life now?"

I waited until everyone nodded before speaking. "I was born in Salinas County in 1830. I was my father's only son and the eldest of four. I had three sisters: Mercedes, Josefina, and Marta. My father decided that he would give me an arranged marriage. It wasn't uncommon then at all, but my marriage was to my cousin Maria. I heard rumors about her and a man named Felix Diego. After a while, I found that Maria was untrue to her word so I was going to cancel the wedding. Maria didn't want to be disgraced so she had Diego kill me. He buried my body in the back yard with my letters. I was never found until Mr. Ackerman was digging."

Everyone was staring at me with the exception for David. He was staring down at his plate. Mr. Ackerman looked at David and said, "How did you know about all this?"

"I already said that Suze helped me with a problem I had."

Mr. Ackerman was about to ask more questions, but Mrs. Ackerman ran her hand through his curly red and said, "It's okay sweetie. You don't have to tell us."

At that David looked at me with wide eyes, "If Suze saw her, then you did too, didn't you?"

I knew exactly what he was talking about and nodded. "She didn't like to see you in pain. But I am very proud of the way Susannah handled the situation." For that I got the towel thrown at my head. A piece of paper dropped in front of me, That's not funny.

"Anyway, No one ever saw me until Susannah moved here."

"That's why she was so panic-stricken when she walked into her room for the first time. And why she would hate old buildings and…" Mrs. Ackerman was looking like she needed a little help.

"I tried to help Susannah as much as I could. When she was exorcising Heather I woke David up and told him to go to the Mission to help her. She had told me not to go because she didn't want to exorcise me by mistake."

Mr. Ackerman looked at David sternly and said, "How did you get down to the Mission?"

"I woke up Jake and he drove. We found her under a pile of rubble."

"So, she didn't sleep through her first earthquake at all did she?"

"There was no earthquake Mr. Ackerman. It was Heather giving Susannah her last goodbye. Then, Tad's uncle tried to drown her. I had to break a window so she could jump out of the building." I still said Tad's name with hardness. I can't help it if I don't like him.

"Then Susannah had to deal with the Angels."

"Angels? Like Gabriel and Loki type Angels?"

I shook me head, "No, like the RLS Angels."

"Dude, no way. They were ghosts?" Brad looked interested now.

"Yes they were. And they tried to kill Susannah a few times. They wanted their revenge on Michael for killing them. Then of course was Maria. She came into Susannah's room one night and threatened to kill all of you if she didn't stop the digging. Maria also helped Jack, Paul Salter's little brother, to exorcise me so I could be out of the way. Susannah came up and got me although; Slater did try to leave us up there. He was going to let Susannah and his brother die."

"Paul Slater? Is that why she hates him, you know, because he tried to kill her?" Mrs. Ackerman asked.

I nodded, "I hate him because if it wasn't for him, Susannah wouldn't have had nightmares and a bunch of other problems. And there is something that I need to apologize to you, Mrs. Ackerman. When Slater had sort of ruined your house and was fighting himself, I was the one fighting him. He wouldn't leave Susannah alone and he had said some things…"

"It's okay Jesse, we forgive you."

I nodded, "Now that I'm done explaining, David: I need you to call Father Dominic and have him come over right away. I also want you to call Slater and have him come over as well."

David ran out of the room to do just that. Less than 10 minutes later, we were all gathered in the living room.

Father Dominic said, "I don't see how this is possible and young lady, we are going to have a very long talk later."

When Slater had walked in he had laughed at Susannah and myself. I would have hit him had Susannah's brother Jake not done it for me.

They were surprised when I said that I couldn't see her. Slater said some comments I would rather not put into writing, but we got into a brawl on he floor. By the time that the three elder Ackerman's pulled us apart, he was all bloody and I was shouting obscenities in Spanish. I could then hear Slater yelling to nothing so I could only guess that he was talking to Susannah, especially when he went flying across the room.

"Susannah, that was uncalled for." Father Dominic decided to get involved.

They started to argue but after a minute I stopped listening and stared at a figure in the corner. He saw me looking and started walking towards the middle of the room…

A.N.: So, was that long enough? It's like seven freaking pages. Sorry for the wait though, I've been busy, I have other stories, and this chapter was long. Anyway, I got so many reviews for the last chapter. I'm hoping that I get more for this chapter. Please? It would make me very happy and write more…