I wanted to make a fanfic about Mediator for a long time but I didn't really have a plot but now I do! Um, this is set when Jesse isn't alive or anything. This whole chapter is going to be a memory and it's gonna be in italics. Ok? Enjoy!

Oh wait. Btw the memories are made up, by me. Get it? Ok, continue with the story!

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The fog rolled in and licked at the graveyard tombs and tombstones as the early morning sun rose from the west. The graveyard was dead silent and no animals a noise not even the two people holding each other, like they would never let go, in the middle of the graveyard.

I tried to make myself sink into Jesse like I was some kind of substance. His strong and calloused hands wrapped around me as I tried to gather in the warmth. But it was no use. Ghosts simply didn't have any warmth. Not after they died.

I pressed myself into him tighter closing off the remaining air In between Jesse and me. My coat flapped about soundlessly as I tried to shallow my breathing and silence my shivers to stop Jesse from noticing my state of frozenness.

But my bad luck caught up with me when he realised I was shivering and there wasn't a thing he could do about it. He shook his head with disappointment, seemingly at himself. Jesse loosened his strong hold and I stung with disappointment and loss. I felt like I was physically losing someone even though Jesse wasn't gone, he just let go for a little bit. Or I hoped so. It wasn't like we could stay like that forever, right?

"I'm sorry," he said with a touch of sorrow in his voice. "I'm sorry I can't provide for you like others." By others he must have meant other teenage boys, like Paul, for instance.

I felt like I would immediately burst into tears but I said, for Jesse's sake, "Jesse, its not your fault. You can't help but be dead and I can't help but fall in love with you."

With that he held me tighter, almost so I couldn't breathe. Almost. I breathed in his familiar scent and longed for him to be alive. To be able to go out on normal dates with him. For him to meet my parents and my parents to meet him. To go to school like a normal teenager. It was so unfair.

"Jesse?" I said, "Can you do something for me? Can you promise to never leave me?" I asked him, my voice tainted with grief and profanity. Even though there were slim chances of this ever happening, I wanted to hear it from him. My Jesse.

With a most sincere smile he leaned down and kissed me for what seemed like seconds before cupping my face in his hands and saying, "I promise."

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So that's it! I hope you liked it. Please review. Btw that was a memory and my whole story is not going to just be memories. Just my first two chapters are going to memories. So keep reading!

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