Disclaimer: All of the original and familiar characters are property of Meg Cabot and her series The Mediator, but the plot and new faces are property of me.

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Chapter 15

I drop Brad off at the arcade where he meets some of his jock friends. They are all so immature, I think and then drive off to CeeCee's. I'm anxious to hear what she has to say, but on another hand, I'm scared.

Once I throw the car into park in CeeCee's driveway, I jump out of the car and run into her house.

"CeeCee!" I yell while running up to her room.

"In here, Simon!" I hear CeeCee yell. I open the door to find CeeCee sitting at her computer, her eyes scanning a printed page in her hands.

"What's that?" I ask while sitting down on her bed.

"This is it. I think this is it." She hands it to me, and I glance at her. She is whiter than usual, and I'm suddenly worried about her.

"Are you okay?" I ask while leaning towards her.

"I'm fine, Simon," CeeCee says roughly. "Just read the page!" I shake my head at her stubbornness, and then look down at the page, which is titled "The Forgotten Dagger". I shudder at the name. I just scan it briefly and at the bottom is a sketch of the dagger. It looks oddly familiar.

I start at the beginning of the paper, and read it thoroughly, while CeeCee wrings her hands together.

"The Forgotten Dagger"

When the Prince of Darkness fell from Heaven, there was a war, in which Lucifer used the Forgotten Dagger. It was named this because of what it does to the souls it killed. The Dagger makes the souls of the people it kills go right to Hell; and in the deep dark depths of Hell, they are forgotten—not only by God, but by everyone on earth who ever knew them. The only person who still remembers the lost soul is the person who killed them with the Dagger.

It goes on and I read it, but all the while I feel queasy inside. If this is true, then when will I forget Father Dom? What if I can't save him in time? Will God really forget about such a devout servant?

I look over at CeeCee, who, although she doesn't know the while story, knows that it is bad.

"You have to go," CeeCee says to me before I open my mouth to tell her the exact same thing.

I nod my head and then head out the door.

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I find myself driving, but not knowing where to go. The obvious choice is Paul…he would know what to do, but what if he is in on the plan with the demon, like I originally thought. Then there's Jesse, but I have a feeling he's not going to be into anything but touching. And I just came from CeeCee.

I really don't think I could go to Father Dom, I mean he had a big shock already today…

So the only (rational) choice I'm left with is Paul, plus I think I want to see him again. I start heading over there, and when I'm a couple minutes away, I call him on my cell. It clicks over to voice-mail.

"Hey Paul, it's me Suze! I was just wondering if we could talk. I'm heading over to your house right now…so I'll see you in a sec." I hang up the phone and then pull into his driveway. After parking the car, I walk up the stone walkway and knock on the big glass door.

His grandfather's nurse answers the door.

"Yes?" He asks me with raised eyebrows.

"I'm here to see Paul."

"He's not here."

Thinking fast, I say, "Well, I only need to pick up something I left in his room. It's really important." I use my best flirty eyes. They work, and one minute later, I'm in Paul's sterile room staring around me. I have no idea what I want to find in here, but I start poking around nonetheless.

After a couple of minutes, I search under his bed and pull out all of his shifter information. I open the box and shuffle through all the old looking papers and such. And then I find it. The same sketch of the Dagger. I shudder and get up quickly to my feet while backing away from Paul's bed.

"Suze?" I bump into Paul and shiver again. "What are you doing here?"

I turn around and take a step back. "I wanted to talk to you, and your grandfather's nurse let me up here to wait for you. I called your cell."

"Oh." Paul looks down at the open box of shifter information.

"I was only poking around. I didn't mean to—"

"It's quite alright," Paul says while putting a silencing finger to my mouth.

I look into his eyes, and for a moment I see Jesse's big, dark, brown pools…but then they flash back to Paul's steel blue ones, and I shiver.

"Are you cold again?" Paul asks while putting an arm around me. I don't say anything. "So what did you want to talk about?" He asks while sitting us down on the bed.

"I c-can't remember," I say clumsily.

Paul looks into my eyes and smiles. "That's okay," he says while squeezing my shoulders. "You're entitled once in a while."

"Only once in a while?" I say pseudo aghast.

"Yes. Only once in a while," Paul says with a playful smile dancing across his face. I stare at him while he smiles down at me, and for a moment I forget.