I Remember

Summary: Suze decides to save Jesse's life, and the fire never starts. But, instead of not remembering Jesse, both Suze and Paul remember. They wonder why, when a certain person appears...

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I smiled. But tears ran down my face. This was it. The last time I'd ever see Jesse. And I wouldn't even remember it. So I had to tell live Jesse why I was doing it. I turned to Paul and shook my head. "Sorry," I murmured. He finally nodded. "I understand." I walked up to Jesse. "Jesse." I loved his name. "Yes, Miss Susannah?" That hurt. But before I could respond, he added, "You're crying. Why?" "B-because," I said, my voice choked with sobs. "In the future, I know... knew your ghost. We were very close." He gazed into my eyes. "And?" I swallowed. "In the future... I... fell in love with you." Shock registered on his face. "Is this true?" He asked Paul. "Yeah," Paul said quietly, "She really loved you." "And now," I sighed, "I'll never see you again, or even remember you." Jesse was still quiet. "Well," Paul pushed gently, "We gotta go Suze." He looked at Jesse. "Bye, Jesse. We were never friends, but... once we figured out the Suze thing, it's possible we could have tolerated each other. Or not. It won't be the same." I gave Jesse a small smile. "Goodbye, Jesse. I won't ever love anyone else. Only you." Suddenly, it was like the old Jesse came into his eyes. "Goodbye, querida," He whispered, then leaned down, and... kissed me. When we broke apart, I walked over to Paul, and stared at Jesse. I might have been imagining it, but I thought I saw a tear in Jesse's eye. And heard a whispered, "Only you."

"Whoa!" I cried as Paul and I landed in the yard. Something was wrong. I remembered. "P-Paul?" I asked shakily. "Yeah," He was just as shaky. "I remember, too." "How?" I asked, "Wait, maybe it didn't work!" I called, Jesse in my mind, but nothing. He was gone. I suddenly huddled on the ground and began sobbing uncontrollably. "Suze..." Paul muttered, "I'm so sorry." Suddenly, voices. "Suze?" David. "What the.. SLATER!" Jake. I gotta admit, Brad was the only bad brother nowadays. I raised my head. "Paul-wasn't-doing anything," I choked, "He was-just-trying-to help." "Suze," David said, "What's wrong?" I stared at him, and whispered one word. "Jesse."

It was three days before I could go back to school. David covered for me. I missed him so much. Finally, I came to school. CeeCee and Adam ran up to me. "What's going on?" CeeCee asked. "Nothing." I said. Adam nodded, confused. Later on that day, Father Dom, who had apparently come back early, called me to his office. David had found his number and called, saying that Suze had something wrong. "What happened?" He asked. The tears came immediatly. I told the whole Jesse story. And he bought it. Made sense, he said. "But can Paul say that he remembers?" He called Paul, who agreed with me. "Well," I sighed, "Now I know my life'll never be the same."

4 years later...

I gazed at the engagement ring on my finger. I was 21. I was engaged. To Paul. Yes. It's true. But.. he was so nice after what happened to Jesse... and he waited two years before asking me out. I was 19, and he was 20 when he did it. And when we were celebrating our 2nd anniversary when he proposed by putting a ring in my ice cream. Dorky, but... I said yes. Our wedding was only three weeks away, and CeeCee and Gina were my maids of honor. Ha! I have two. Plus, Cee's getting marries to Adam in six months, and Jake and Gina are dating again. Gag! But, I gotta be happy for 'em, as much as it pains me...

R and R, please...