Yep. Heather Chambers. The girl who blew her brains out because her boyfriend broke up with her. The girl who blew her brains out in front of his mom on Christmas Eve. The girl who tried to kill me with Junippera Serra's head. The girl that was suppossed to be gone because I exorcised her. That Heather.

I looked over at Jesse who looked about as confused as I felt. I looked back over at her, and with a wink to me, she was gone.

Then, my head started pounding, and the room felt like it was spinning. "Susannah!" I felt Jesse's arm go around me when my legs gave out. And then I fainted.

I was in the graveyard at the Mission. Heather was looking at me with this gleam in her eyes. She smiled when I came closer to her.

"Nice to see you, Susie."

"Suze." I corrected her. My voice was shaking harder than it ever has before. I was holding a piece of paper in my hand. "Where is he?" She laughed. "Where he should be."

I looked over her shoulder, and there was a man all in black standing behind her. "You're lying." Her smile got wider. "Oh am I, Susie? Am I really?" And that's when I saw it. In the shadows behind her, I could see a hand laying beside her foot. I walked closer, my heart pounding against my chest. And then I saw the body that hand was connected to.

"NO!" I screamed and fell to the floor. "Jesse!" I could hear Heather's laughter ringing through my ears.

"Susannah! Querida, wake up!" I woke up with a jolt. I was in Jesse's apartment. Breathing heavily, I looked up at Jesse. "Jesse!" I threw my arms around him. "Querida, it's okay. I'm right here. I'm not going to leave you." I started crying. He pulled back a little to look down into my eyes. "Susannah, what did you see?" I told him. He understood the first time too. Usually I have to repeat it again because I talk to fast, but he understood it. I guess he did, because he didn't go into a laughing fit like he usually does.

"We have to go tell Father Dominic." I nodded, and soon, I found me and Jesse knocking on the rectory door.

The door opened, and a very tired looking Father D opened the door. "Susannah? Jesse? what's wrong?"

"Father Dom, we need to talk to you." His eyes got wide when I said that. His eyes immediatly went down to my stomach.

"Oh Susannah!" He brought me into his arms. "Oh my dear! I should have know! I should have stopped it!" Then his gaze fell on Jesse. "HOW COULD YOU!" Jesse's jaw dropped and he looked at me, I shrugged.

"SHE IS ONLY A CHILD!" I stopped him before he could go any further.

"Father D! What are you talking about?" He looked at me and then to Jesse and then back again.

"Aren't you-" He looked as if he was becoming uncomfortable. "Aren't you pregnant?"

"WHAT?" I screamed, maybe alittle too loud. "No! Of course not!" It was impossible really. Dating a 19th century genlteman, father D had nothing to worry about.

"Oh, well that's good then." He said, obviously relieved. "So, what did you need?"

"Well." I said, trying to keep a straight face, but failing despite the look that was on Jesse's face. "Um, Heather's kinda...she was at the movie theater. And then I had this weird vision thing, and then I fainted."

"Heather?" I nodded. "Come in, and tell me everything."

I did. As we were talking, we saw someone run by his window. It was a man. Dressed all in black.

"Come on."

"Father D you can't be serious!"

"Yes, I'm very serious, Susannah. Here." He handed me a walkie-talkie. "You and Jesse go hide on top of my roof."

"Your WHAT?"

"My roof, Susannah. I will go hide at the breezway, and I will call you and Jesse when I see something. You do the same if you see something."

"This is insane."

So we waited. ON THE RECTORY ROOF! IN 40 DEGREE WEATHER. ON THE ROOF!

I sighed and slumped down near the edge, looking over at the courtyard. Also trying to avoid looking at that statue of Father Serra. Jesse came and sat beside me. "This is stupid." I said under my breath. Jesse laughed and put his arm around me, bringing me close to him. I rested my head on his chest. This reminded me when he was a ghost, and I visited him here.

Then the walkie-talkie came on. "Susannah! Jesse!-I" And then it went dead. Jesse and I were silent, and then we heard someone walking up behind us. We turned to see who it was. The man all in black.

Jesse pushed me behind him, which if you think about it, is kind of stupid. Considering we were near the EDGE of the ROOF. I almost lost my balance, but grabbed Jesse just in time.

"Who are you?" Jesse asked. The man laughed. He sounded so familiar.

"You know." He took a step forward. "I know all about you." Okay, this was getting a little creepy. What was he a stalker? I already had Jesse, I don't need a stalker too. The man laughed again. Then he he raised his hands in our direction. And we went flying off the roof. Seriously. Flying. Not pushed off like when Diego pushed me off my roof. But literally flying. Like Peter Pan.

Jesse landed on his side, and apparently didn't break anything, but me, well I wasn't so lucky. My left arm broke my fall. The fall that was accompanied by a loud crack.

"Susannah, are you ok-Nobre di dios." He put his arm around me and lifted me up.

"Ow ow! Jesse!"

"Sorry sorry."

"Be honest. I'll never be able to move it again, will I?" He laughed. "Querida, it's just broken, here." So then, Dr. Jesse wrapped it up in his jacket, to where it was like a sling.

"Thanks." I said, holding on to Jesse's arm. "Who was that exactly?"

He sighed. "No idea." And then, we both remembered. "Father Dom!" We both said, and took off to the breezeway. When we got there, we walked slowly in, afraid of what we were going to find.

"Father Dom?" Jesse took my hand, the one that wasn't broken, as we walked farther. "Father D-"

He appeared out of nowhere, the guy in black, I mean, not Father Dom.

"Who are you?" He laughed and took off his hood.

And it was none other than Marcus Beaumont.

What was this? A Mediator Reunion?