Ok yeah, my 1-800-Mediator story didn't work out. I had nothing else to write for it I was stumped! Now I'm just too lazy to write chapters so I'm starting a new one. I have this one written on my computer upstairs and I'm still writing it. You know I only found out like last week that it's de Silva and not de Silvia. That's how I was spelling it! LoL. Anyway here it is. 'Gone for Good' Set after Twilight.

I'm sitting down on my black leather couch reading a book in peace. This Meg Cabot author is really good. I look at the clock. 4:43. Almost time to put supper on. But right now I'm lazy. When I get into reading a book I don't stop until it makes me sick. Which is no time soon, unless I get a call to work. I'm 24 and doing nothing. I should be painting or somthing usefull. Then a knock.

"I'll get it!" I yell out. I'm guessing he's probly downstairs or asleep or somthing. I run into the porch and open the door to be face-to-chest. I have to look up because the guy is so tall. "Yes?"

"Susannah?" My mouth drops right away and I step back to see who it is. No way.

"J-J-Jesse? What are you? How are you? What?" I'm totaly confused. Ok here's the story. Jesse left me, Father Dominic, everyone. Including me. And no one has heard from him scince...Until now.

"I'm back, querida." The name gave me a cold shiver down my back but I missed it so much.

"Who is it Suze?" Paul walked out into the porch. "Is that-" I cut him off before he had a chance to finish.

"Yep." I said still in shock. "I'll be in in a minute." I said and me and Jesse stepped out onto the deck and sat down at the padio table.

"When Father Dominic told me where you lived I didn't think it would be such a beautiful home." Jesse complimented obviously not seeing the gold ring with a single diamond on my ring finger. "But may I ask? Why is Paul here?"

"Oh, he owns the house." I'll try to break it to him as smoothly as I can. But why the hell is he here?

"Oh but Father Dominic said you owned the house."

"Yes I do." Jesse was now looking more confused then ever.

"You and Paul live together. But before you couldn't stand to be in the same time zone as him." Time zone, that was a good one but Jesse was right.

"I know but I was..." I never thought I would utter the words that were about to come out of my mouth. "Wrong. Jesse, I'm engaged." He now finally noticed the ring on my finger.

"To, to Slater?" Oh now he's all 'protective over Susannah' mode. Where was that 3 years ago? "Que- I mean Susannah, you hated the guy and now your engaged to him? How long?"

"A month." I said. He proposed to me on the 1st of May and it's the 1st of June now. Summer is approaching and it's getting way warmer. "The wedding is in 6 months."

"W-wedding?" Jesse stuttered the words as if they murdered somebody.

"Well of chorse. You don't expect me to engage the guy and there be no wedding, do you? But lts get down to the point. Why are you back? Why did you come back?" I asked tapping my fingers on the glass padio table.

"Because I realized that I needed too. It was a mistake leaving in the first place. I missed you so much, Susannah. Too much." His voice made me melt but I'm engaged.

"Thats all fine and dandy but I have Paul now, Jesse. I just need you to understand that."

"I understand, Susannah." His voice now filled with sadness. It made me feel bad, like shit actually. Then he looked at my arm. "Whats wrong with your arm? Did you hurt it?" I looked down at the large bruise that took up a part of my arm and pulle my sleeve down over it.

"Uh, yeah." I said. "Hit it off of the door." Jesse got up and pushed in the padio chair.

"I guess I'll be going then." He said. "I understand that you have Paul and that comming back was clearly a mistake."

"No Jesse it wasn-" He cut me off clear.

"Good-bye, Susannah." He walked down the stairs to the padio, got in his car, and drove off into the setting horizon. Oh jezze. I sound like a sappy romance book. One of those really lame ones. Or a soap oprea. Man, if my life was a soap oprea how weird would it be. It would sound like this.

One show would be:Mediator in love with ghost. The next season: Ghost is now human, Ex-Ghost and mediator are hooked up, 8 years later ex-ghost leaves mediator. Mediator hooks up with enemy the 'devil/mediator' and returns 3 years later and surprises everyone! Excitement, drama, and suspense Every corner you turn! In the end it would be one major romantic tragedy.

I went inside and Paul was standing there.

"He's back?" He asked looking down at me.

"Yep, he's back." I breezed by Paul and went into my room. I fell onto the bed and instantly fell asleep.

Flashback-Dream

"Jesse." I moaned into Jesse's mouth as he kissed me. His hands making their way down the back of my lace-up prom dress.

"Querida." He whispered in my ear and kissed my neck making my skin feel hot, like it was on fire. I kissed him again.

End Flashback-Dream

I woke up in a cold sweat practicly ghasping for air like I was underwater a second too long. I felt my heart pulse against my chest. It was going a mile a minute and I took in a deep breath. Then Paul woke up.

"Are you ok?" He asked sleepily. He cupped my face in his hand.

"Yeah. Yeah I'm fine." Paul pushed back some hair out of my face and behind my ear. "What time is it?"

"6:48AM. You were out like a light at 5. So I left you sleeping." He said. "Well I'm going back to sleep, I have to work in 4 hours. Good night." He reached up and kissed the side of my cheek and went back to sleep. Of chorse I couldn't. After having 13 and hours and almost 50 minutes of sleep I had to get up. I noticed I was still in my clothes from yesterday so I pulled on some comfy pajama's and my slippers and a new t-shirt and took a walk outside on the front balcony of the house.

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