Alrighty, dear people of fanfiction. I have decided to give this thing a try. This takes place when Jesse and Suze are married. Very soap opera-ish and probably really lame so just R & R, okay?

Here goes nothing.

I sighed when I woke up. Jesse had left the bathroom light on again.

I mean, just because he has to get up early for his all-important job as a doctor at the local hospital doesn't mean he has to wake up the rest of the house, right?

It was just going to be one of those days; I could tell. One of those days where the slightest thing can completely set me off.

Groaning, I rolled out of bed and stumbled under the spray of the shower for a few minutes. After angrily flipping the switch DOWN in the bathroom, I dressed and walked downstairs for breakfast.

Sitting at the table was Paul Slater.

"PAUL!" I screamed. I mean, come on. You would scream too if you woke up to find a (cough, cough -- extremely hot -- cough, cough) guy in your kitchen.

"Hello, Suze," he said with a smirk.

"How….. how did you get in here?"

"Found the spare key under the doormat. You really need to hide those things better, Suze. You never know who may pop in." He gave me another one of his all-famous smirks.

I rolled my eyes at this comment. Hey, it was a natural reflex to act normal when inside I was COMPLETELY FREAKED OUT.

"What are you doing here anyways, Slater? I haven't seen you since graduation."

"And what a FINE day that was, don't you agree, Suzie?"

My cheeks flamed at this comment. "Don't call me Suzie, you asshole!"

"Noticed your boy Jesse's not around. What's he been up to lately anyway?"

"He's a doctor," I spat. Paul was really pissing me off now, especially about the graduation comment. "Now cut to the crap, Paul. Why are you here?"

"Oh, I just thought I'd, you know, drop by and see if we could get together." He got up from the table now and walked towards me. "Whuddya say, Simon?"

His fingers brushed against my arm and sparks flew up. I immediately raised my hand to flick him off, but he caught my wrist in one of his strong, tan hands.

"What's this?" he said in a voice so sweet it could only be a bad thing. He was prying up one of my fingers from the fist my hand had curled into.

It was my ring finger.

"So, the rumors I heard back in Carmel were true," he said when he spied the golden wedding band. "You and old Jesse are hitched."

I snatched my hand back, ready to defend myself. Paul looked mighty pissed off now.

"This isn't the last you'll see of me, Suze." And with that, he stalked to the door and slammed it behind him.

I sunk into a chair at the kitchen table, the one Paul had been sitting in a moment before.

What had gone wrong? Sure there was the graduation thing…. But I though Paul and I had a truce long before that. Something must have really set him off….

And with a startling jolt, I realized exactly what that was.

Okay, sorry that was really short but…..what's happened between Paul and Suze? Find out only if ya review! HA!

Love y'all,

Lucy