A/N (AUTHOR'S NOTE): Loco Beka, I implore you, do not appoint deranged monkeys at me! … I wrote the story as whenever I could! I know this took a little bit longer to add the next part of this story in, but you can't blame me! I had so much homework and everything, even though I tried to get some time in, but I just couldn't. At least I got this thing up on the weekend – like I said I would.

To the story, which I'm sure you all are anxious to read…

IT BEGINS

PAUL

"This is Mrs. Ackerman on Channel 8, NCA News, and here with a live report."

What did we just do? I thought. Exactly what did we just do? I'll tell you what we did, a big mistake that's what. But that's just my opinion. Let me rewind a bit, and I will let you decide for yourself.

I really wanted to stop my girlfriend's father from being murdered, and everything. And this was Suze's idea. Put it on television. Get the whole county of Carmel, California looking for Jackie's father along with us.

Stop laughing. I mean it; it sounded better than what Father Dom had. Which was – unfortunately – what I thought. The Father, who is a good man, don't get me wrong, indeed wanted to blow up a portion of the school. Sort of like what happened when Heather and the Father Sierra statue. You could tell he was really excited about his plan – not about blowing up the school, per say, but just about blowing something up. The guy liked "natural" disasters. I mean even though he is a priest and everything, you know, he's still a guy; and tell me, which guy does notlike those great Arnold and Bruce Willis movies, with explosions? Lots and lots of explosions…

Sorry, I digress. Any way, it was when I was this close to giving up that Suze had her idea.

"Not quite," she said, lost in thought.

"Oh, and you have any thing better?" I sarcastically commented, and threw my hands up in the air.

"It's not all that hopeless Slater," Jesse said sternly.

I was bitter, upset, and I just couldn't think of anything. That's why I turned to sarcasm. "Sorry Jesse. You know, we have 6 days to look for him. I think we might find him, seeing has how we have no lead, an anonymous death threat, and he must obviously be a wanted man. Yes, Jesse. He's definitely going to want to hang around here."

Jesse begged to differ, "On the contrary. Didn't the guy seek out Jackie to send the word along to her father?"

"As in...?" I impatiently prompted.

"As in, Paul," Suze shot up from her chair. "Oh my God! Why didn't I think of this earlier! Jesse, you're a genius!" She ran over and gave Jesse a hug that sent him flying back in his seat. "That's it!"

"What the hell is going on? I don't get it." The Father stifled a gasp, and then gave me a reprimanding look for my word choice. It was just that usually I'm the brains of the operation, if I do say so myself, and I didn't like not understanding what they were talking about.

"Paul, don't you get it?" Suze jumped up excitedly, while Jesse recovered from the whole "Hugging Incident" and turned a nice wine-red color, blushing. "If the ghost man was looking for Jackie he must have reason to believe that her dad is here. He's here, Paul. I just know it. And the guy thinks that Jackie has the resources to contact him. That's what Jesse means."

"Gee, that helps. So what did this prove, besides the fact that we have just now eliminated about 49 states and all the cities in them? Carmel is still a big enough town for us to take at least four weeks to find the guy. He must be in hiding, so it's not going to make things any easier." Despite my hopeless attitude, despite my sarcasm, this time I could feel a bit of hope lighting up within me. Maybe, we might be able to pull this one off.

"You know, if we had some more people looking for him besides the five of us – and the ghost-person," Jesse amended, as he mused.

"You mean the police?" Father Dominic asked.

"I'm thinking maybe a little more than the police," Jesse still was lost in deep thought. "Back – back from my time, when some one was looking for a criminal, the entire family; the entire country-side would all be looking for him. Usually we were more likely to capture him – or them – that way."

"You mean… probably like… a whole city?" Suze slowly pronounced.

"And how exactly would we get a whole city looking?" I asked. This was just stupid. But then Suze turned, and smiled this bright smile and said two words that got my jaw dropping.

"The news."

"The news?" I was incredulous. "The news? How the he-" Before I could finish that sentence, Jesse stood up.

"The news! Of course, Susannah!"

Then Suze was glowing under the admiration of her boyfriend. Even Father Dominic had the look of realization dawning on him.

"Susannah!" he exclaimed. "Of course! Your mother!" He was smiling like the rest of them.

Her mother? What did she have to do with all of this?

And that's why I flipped on to the 7 o'clock, I knew what I was going to hear – and see. It wasn't easy convincing Jackie, and when I finally did manage to, I realized that we might have not done the right thing. I'm still not sure about that, but… watching the TV, I knew either way, it was too late.