(Disclaimer) I do not own the rights to the Mediator books Meg Cabot does

(A/N) This is my second fanfic but my first Mediator one so I hope you will all enjoy it and please review any feedback is good feedback so R&R and please enjoy my story

Why can't I just have my happy ever after?

Jesse is alive, I am alive and Paul is dating someone else. You would have thought that everything could just stay that way, nice and simple wouldn't you?

Well apparently life has just decided to thrown me another curve ball.

Andy has been offered a position on another lifestyle show.

No big deal right?

Wrong.

The studio where they are filming is in Florida. Florida. Why must I be doomed to move about the stupid country?

He hasn't accepted the position yet but this is really big for him. This is his chance to get a lot of money and work with some of the top chefs in the world.

Who would pass up a once in a lifetime chance like that? An idiot that's who, and Andy is no idiot.

They have offered to take care of all the moving costs, schooling and even find a job for mum.

It's a perfect deal.

Except for the fact that it would totally uproot our entire family, our entire existence. My entire existence with Jesse.

Oh don't get me wrong it's not all about me, I mean what about Doc? Just making him move schools like that is inconsiderate; I mean he's a delicate kid.

And trust me I have made sure that I inform Andy and Mum of those facts almost constantly. Which has begun to annoy them a bit.

I haven't told Jesse yet, about the offer I mean. I don't want to worry him over it; he needs to focus on studying for his SATs so that he can get into Medical School.

And Andy says that if he does take the offer he will see if we can wait until I've finished school.

But you see the thing is I don't think that even after I've finished school I can just go to College with out being near my family. I can't just stay in California all by myself, without my mum. Well I guess Jesse would be here but I don't know what University he's going to go to, he might go to Princeton which is back in New York, or heck he might go to Cambridge or Oxford which are all the way over in England.

The point is I would feel obliged to go to Florida with them; and that would probably mean that Jesse would also feel obliged to come as well and that isn't necessarily the best thing for him and… and now my head hurts from thinking so much about it.

Its midway through the summer holidays and I've been working at the resort again. I know I know, I probably shouldn't have gone back there but the stupid house rules dictate that I must work during the summer holidays, plus I need the money. So for the past month or so I have been looking after little kids at the resort and working on my tan.

And guess who just happened to show up at the resort a week ago, putting a dampener on my already stressed existence? The Slaters.

It would have been fine, it's not his family I hate, its Paul but because they have been staying here, he has been coming here almost everyday.

I mean honestly why can't I be free of the guy for at least the holidays? Is it too much to ask? Obviously it is.

And probably the worst thing is I've been made to baby-sit Jack. Which wouldn't be too bad he's a nice kid, he kind of reminds me of Doc, but the thing is Paul then decides to follow me around the resort.

He follows me from when I pick Jack up to take him to the pool to when I take him back in the evening after his parents have finished playing squash or whatever.

And it isn't just ordinary following either its sneaky. Like I won't see him there straight away he'll just pop up suddenly by the pool or come up behind me and whisper in my ear "I'm watching you Simon," which sends cold shivers down my spine.

The sad thing is little Jack (who I really shouldn't call little) still idolises Paul, which makes me sad and feel sick at the same time. Can't he see that his idol, his big brother Paul is more or less the spawn of Satan? I mean his grandfather sure can. I feel sorry for Dr Slaski having to be cooped up with Paul in that cold sterile house.

It seems to me as if Paul holds this sick power over Jack making him oblivious to Paul's wrong doing, and I think the same thing goes for his parents.

Its as if they have no idea what's going on. They have no idea that just before they went away last time that Paul had left me, and Jesse, for dead in the Shadowland.

Or maybe they are just in denial I mean how would you feel if you found out that your "golden haired" child is the spawn of Satan with well more or less deadly intentions? Yeah you wouldn't be too stoked would you?

So in my pity for them, and wanting to help Jack I continued to look after him and put up with his homicidal older brother.

I even went to dinner with them. Dinner.

Thankfully I wasn't alone; the Slaters had the good sense to invite my parents as well. You see apparently Paul has his parents under the illusion that we are friends…ha! As if. Apparently according to his parents he has been "tutoring" me, honestly the guy has a serious lying disorder or something. Thankfully the tutoring never came up at dinner thank God otherwise the whole party may have seen soda come out my nose, which is not a pretty site as CeeCee and Adam could tell you.

Now I bet you are all thinking, "Um didn't you resolve all your indifferences with Paul?", what I'd like to say is yes.

Things went on awkwardly until about two weeks ago.

He and Kelly had a horrendous break-up, or so CeeCee and Debbie told me, and that's when it started. Since the guy doesn't really have any friends, because he never could be bothered to make any, he had no one but his grandfather or well me to turn to. And of course since Paul and Dr Slaski aren't exactly playing happy families at the moment Paul decided he'd turn to me for a shoulder to cry on so to speak.

I was accommodating at first I mean I felt sorry for the guy, he may not have been in love with Kelly but he liked having her around and I'm guessing he missed the company or whatever.

So we hung out every now and then at the beach or at the mall. Jesse thought it was odd but he only spoke up once about it.

"Susannah I know you think he's changed but I think Paul has another reason for suddenly becoming friends with you,"

"Friends isn't quite the word I'd use but…"

"Susannah, you know what I mean. Just promise me you'll watch out for any tricks he may pull on you. I don't want you getting hurt by that boy again,"

"Okay Jesse I promise," and with that we kissed. I swear the kissing is so much better now that Jesse is alive.

Anyway back to the thing with Paul.

I know it sounds dumb but I honestly believed that he had gotten over the whole thing with me; and I was beginning to believe that we might be able to be friends.

I now know how naïve I was in thinking that but he seemed so sincere.

Then the stalking came.

He rang everyday, always turned up at the beach, historical society or supermarket whenever I was there, he would come and eat at the restaurant at the resort I mean he was everywhere.

For instance I was grocery shopping with my mum and he was there with a basket and came up to us with that immaculate smile of his.

"Hey Suze. Hello Mrs Ackerman. How are you ladies today?"

"Hey Paul," I said bluntly.

"Why hello Paul what a surprise to see you here," chimed my mother blissfully unaware of what Paul may have been up to.

I just continued to glare at him.

I wanted to help the guy but following me everywhere is just taking it way too far.

Then one evening I was down at the beach just sitting there watching the sunset when who else but Paul showed up.

He stood there for a while seeming not to even notice that I was even there. We were practically alone on the beach except for one or two people walking in the distance.

Then he turned to face me his hair glowing in the setting sun.

"Suze…"

He moved over to sit with me. But instead of continuing what he was saying he just stared at me for a moment then looked out to sea as if he was lost.

"Paul…"

He turned slowly to meet my gaze. His uncharacteristically gentle eyes met mine…

(A/N) I know this chapter is a little short but I'm just getting into the swing of this story so please bare with me and review.