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Chapter Six

I looked up from his chest and realized that he was here.

Jesse, my Jesse...

The fact that he was a ghost? I considered it a technicality.

I ran a hand through his thick black hair, noticing that there was a huge wet spot on his shirt from where I'd been bawling.

I looked up into his eyes, and we just stared at each other. It seemed like an eternity, long enough for me to drown, and I realized that those eyes would never be alive again…unless I went back, but could I?

Of course I could…but would he let me?

I burst into tears again.

"Oh Querida, don't cry" He said, rubbing my back in slow circles.

His voice, his silky voice, oh howI hadmissed that voice. Missed everything about him.

"Jesse, I've missed you so much…I love you so much.' I said, very aware of the fact that I sounded like a girl out of a corny fifties movie. But at the moment, I didn't really care. And my brain wasn't really up to forming coherent thoughts, as my brain cells weren't working.

"Shhh...I know. I love you too" he said. I laid my head back down on his chest and eventually my tears turned to sniffles, and I just stopped, happy to be near him again.

I felt him kiss the top of my head, We just sat there, in each others arms.

I had been so worried about not seeing him again, that he wouldn't come back for me. That my soul mate would be gone forever, so worried I'd made myself sick.

But somehow, I knew he'd come back, and now he's here to stay, nothing could take him away from me again. I mean, he was already dead, what else was there?

Besides, one love that would last a lifetime, right?

Jesse's POV

When I realized I had died again, I felt empty.

I was waiting up in shadow land. I didn't know why, but I was just standing there. I had had several flashbacks to when Jack exorcised me, only this time I knew that Susannah didn't have anything to do with this. Finally I saw the gate keeper approach me. I had always known that being alive with Susannah had been too much to ask for. Too much to hope that it could stay that way.

"Are you Jesse De Silva?" he asked, and now that I had seen the movie, I had to agree with Susannah on the gladiator thing.

"Yes, " I replied, kind of, well, dumbstruck.

"Come with me" he said showing no emotion. Not that he really could have anyway, the hood was really a problem for that kind of thing.

So I followed him as he made his way down the foggy hall.

Doors. That was really all there was. And to think, something so ordinary held the fate of so many people...

He finally stopped and turned around.

"You want to see?" he asked, using the same monotone voice.

"See what?" I replied having no clue as to what he meant.

"What she is doing and what will happen when you do leave this earth to the beyond" he replied.

When?

When I leave this earth for the beyond? After a hundred and fifty years, and a love I thought never possible, now they move me on?

Something is seriously, as she would say, 'whacked' with 'them'.

"Sure..." I wasn't really sure if I wanted to see what the future, the future of Susannah which I wasn't a part of. But I needed to know if she would ever love or be loved again.

If you love something…let it go.

But…it was a lot easier said than done.

He opened one of the doors. It was a door at what seemed to be the end of the hallway. I was a bit hesitant about going through, but I did.

Inside everything was white. White walls, white floor, white ceiling, and surprisingly, there was no fog. Which was a bit comforting, actually.

He waved his arm at the wall farthest from us, and like a huge movie, I saw Susannah. I reached out and tried to touch her, but my fingers only brushed through the screen.

Well, if that wasn't creepy. Wasn't there supposed to be a wall there?

Maybe this roomisn't as comforting as I had originally believed.

And then, I saw her. She wasn't taking care of herself. She didn't eat, she didn't do anything. She locked herself in her room; she came out a couple of times. I saw my funeral and that was the hardest thing to watch. She threw herself at the coffin being lowered into the ground, I couldn't watch anymore.

But morbid curiousity took over, and I did.

I saw Paul, I saw him pick her up, shooting daggers with his eyes at the whole lot of them, saw him carry her to his car and take her to her house….and then I really couldn't watch anymore.

I hadn't been there, it wasn't me.

"That' s enough" I said, my voice tight.

He waved his arm and I saw the future. She was happy. Or, she seemed happy, anyway. She picked up a small girl and held her in her arms. The girls eyes were the same green as hers, the child's hair was blonde, and that's when I knew it wasn't mine. Needless to say, no one in my family had ever been blonde.

And then I knew that our love wasnever meant to be.

Because she was happy, I was happy. But who was the man? I knew she was married, there was an enourmous ring on her left finger, but to who?

"You must go now" the gate keeper said, "…enjoy your time with her."

The next thing I knew, I was in Susannah's room. She was crying in my arms, and I realized again, how much I had missed her. Time, however, had meant nothing up there. It could have been a day, a week, a month…a year, I wouldn't have known. But there was pain.

Now, I was here with her, and she was telling me not to leave her.

But I knew that was a promise I could not keep.

The words whispered in my mind again.

If you love something, let it go…

If it's meant to be, it will come back to you.

And that's when I knew, that it wasn't supposed to be. We were perfect for each other, but not in this lifetime.

And then I knew who her husband would be.

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