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This story contains a lot of drama, touchy stuff.

You have been warned!

summary: Suze and Paul went back in time and saved Jesse, they did not fail. (I forgot the spelling of suceed heheh)

From twilight:

Finally, I turned E.T off and went, "Let's just talk."

By which of course I meant: Let's make out.

"I almost forgot. What was Paul doing at the mission tonight? Has he found his religion?"

This was so outlandish that I pulled my arms from his neck and went "What?"

"Your friend Paul, I saw him a little while ago, in the basilica... which was closed. Do you think he has received his calling to priest hood?"

I wrenched myself away from him.

Well, if you've been suddenly been siezed by stark white terror, you would have done the same thing.

This is the part where Suze goes back in time to stop Paul

I just skipped the long parts it's the same as the book anyway

Why? Why had I taken french not Spanish?

"What did he say?" I hissed at Paul.

"He said: So It Is True, Shut up so I can hear."

"HE said, Yes it is true I am indeed here to kill you."

"Maria sent you?" Paul translated the one Jesse said.

Diego laughed then nodded

The two men teetered dangerously on the edge of the hayloft floor, which was a 12 feet drop by the way.

Diego lunged at Jesse, by doing so, he knocked the oil lamp, setting the hay surrounding us, on fire.

The fight was getting more and more dangerous as they held knives ready to plunge.

I was about to attack Diego from behing when he suddenly grabbed me by the neck, holding me hostage.

"Put down your knife or she dies." Diego said fiercely to Jesse.

I couldnt see Paul from where I was, it was very very dark even with the hot flames licking our skin.

Jesse did as Diego said but Diego didnt release me, instead he kicked Jesse's knife over to the edge of the hayloft, falling into the flames.

I felt diego tense up, Paul was there behind him, choking his neck, I felt Diego'g grip from my neck release a bit, I struggled to get out, I did so but I managed to get a big slash from the ear going down tothe side of my chest, I was bleeding very badly but Paul was now being chocked by Diego, Jesse hit diego in the sides with something made of metal, He let go of Paul but not with aloud smack at the adbomen. Paul fell on me, I catched him, saving him from the flames that was going to catch him too.

"Thanks." he said in a raspy voice. I pushed away the gentle curls that fell to his eyes, he closed his eyes, then I saw, from the light of the flames surrounding us,A long scar slashed his cheek, I wiped the blood,with my hands, he winced a little, Jesse and Diego were still fighting but, I didnt quite care that much,If Jesse dies now, nothing would change and the same goes for Diego. I know it's selfish but, Paul has a future ahead of him, I wont let it fade just because he wanted to have me.

I felt his abs, I wasnt copping a feel.

I felt something wet it was bleeding, I opened his polo shirt then ripped the edge of my tee, then used it to wipe his wound, it was very deep and it was fatal since it was by a knife. I ripped some more cloth from my tee, I was almost naked of course I had a bra, but who cares? The bleeding wont stop. I felt Paul's pulse on the neck, he was lying motionless already, His pulse was growing weaker and weaker...

"Hold on Paul, hold on," I whispered to his ear almost kissing his cheek while my right hand was pressing the cloth to his wound.

His eyes fluttered a little bit then whispered "Suze..."

"Paul!" I hugged him but I minded the wound so I immediately let go, gently.

I wiped his sweat from his face then: "Paul, you'll be okay, you'll be okay..." I said to him gently.

His face was twisted in Pain...

I never saw him like that before and I felt a pang of guilt...

If only I had loved him more maybe this wouldnt have happened...

If only I was not a shifter maybe...

If only Jesse and I didnt meet, maybe he would'nt be hurting emotionally and physically now...

What if, I told myself the truth and stopped lying...

lying about my feelings...

All those things I've felt were true, I cared, I might have possibly loved this guy but here he was, dying in my arms.

But I had to lie, all these started out as a little lie, a little denial... that got bigger, piled up.

All those thoughts of him I wrote on my diary... they were an indication...

I cared...

From the first time I met him...

When he left me and Jesse there in shadowland: The record I kept in my diary was true, I was intimidated. Not angry, but I kept telling myself that I was angry... So I believed that I really was.

That kiss... the kiss that made the fireworks in my head go off, the kiss that made my foot pop, like in the movies.

It was real.

And now...

He is dying... that is real.

Jesse and Diego was still fighting but I didnt care anymore.

"Suze..." Paul reapeated again, every word was hard for him to say already...

His eyes were glittlering in the flames... like Ice burning... I realized he was getting teary...

"Yes?" I asked him.

He groaned again, his face defenitely pained, I wiped the sweat from his eyes...

HE closed his eyes...

"Paul? Paul... Paul! answer me godammit!" I said as my vision blurred, it was getting harder to breath because of the fire that was quickly consuming the whole barn, including us.

Paul still didnt move, I felt his pulse, it was defenitely going out, weaker by the minute... by the second... time was running out...

I had to say the truth... now or never.

I stopped the blood from going to his eyes then brushed his bangs from his face...

"Wake up." I said in a whisper... (she chickened out)

His eyes fluttered a bit but didn't open.

His mouth smiled a bit, it was his famous smirk but this time, it was a bit different already, I see it, fading... a tear fell from his closed eye...

His face frowned a bit, in pain.

"You actually care about me now?." He said as he struggled to breathe, I leaned down to feel his pulse. It was defenitely weak, very very weak. I see him dying right here in my arms. If only I knew how to use my powers maybe we'll be out of here.

While my hands were still on his pulse, I felt it... stop.

I felt it STOP.

His breathing stopped.

I know CPR though...

I leaned down... to his lips breathing for him. My thoughts focused to let him live.

Through my closed eyes, I saw a flash of white. When I opened them, We were already in the hospital,Paul was in a stretcher and there were attendants, not moving a muscle, all the people there stopped moving, even the clock... the water that slipped from the old nurse's cup, stopped from falling, Paul was still motionless, I was the only one moving.

Then another flash. Everyone started to move as if nothing happened, I immediately pulled away from Paul because the attendants were shooing me already.

What about Jesse and Diego?

Reviews pls.?

L.J