Hey again guys! Omg ur reviews rock more than my stories… well, that's not saying much, but by ur reviews, ud think it was! U guys all rock! Which is why I must take time to thank EACH OF MY REVIEWERS INDIVIDUALLY…

But b4 that… IF YOU DON'T WANNA READ THIS 8888, SCROLL TILL U HIT THE FUN LITTLE DIVIDIOS

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Ok! That's all my reviewers! You other dudettes are slacking! Note to all: when I'm done writing this, I'm gonna read all the things that look good from EVERY SINGLE REVIEWER!!!

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Just to say, this was my favorite chappy in my head, so lets c if I can do it justice….

Oh, and I was wrong in my lil hinty thingy in the last chappy, there'll b 1 session after this, and I'll have to add a name 2 my disclaimer (winkwink!!!)

Disclaimerizer: If I were meg cabot, everyone would belong to me. And if I were an oscar meyer weiner, everyone would be in love with me. But I am neither, so s j and p belongeth not 2 moiself. They belongeth to meggin cabot, the supreme one. Newayz…

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I was starting to get the hang of this! It hadn't even been a week, so I hadn't gotten a second session with anyone yet, but I figured those'd have to be easier, right? Well anyway, my next was with a 10 year old girl. There seemed to be more girls than guys in this… Should I look into that? Well… maybe… the girls were more anxious to share their secret with people who might bring them in to see the doc… yeah! I like that. And then it was the mom's job to bring them… the moms…. I'm sorry… it's just that, my biological clock is ticking, and as long as I stay with Jesse, we can't have kids… he's dead, and that's helpful, but… no, I'm sorry. I'm ok. But anyway… where was I? oh, yes. A 10 year old girl. Her name was Fate. She and her mother came in. Unprompted, her mother began to explain.

"Well, you see, she has these imaginary 'ghost' friends, and she pretends like she knows all about them and she gets sad when she says they get freaked out and go away. And she's kind of the same way with people, while we're at it. She knows too much."

Fate was mouthing something. I watched very closely. She couldn't be saying… it really seemed like she was saying what her mother said, but a split-second before… Oh! Of course! This was a rehearsed speech! How adorable! As to what she was saying, imaginary friends were typical of small children. I was surprised I hadn't gotten more yet. But the knowing too much, that was a little weird. I brought her into my office.

I was about to ask her whether there were any ghosts in the room, when she suddenly said "No." She must have been talking to a 'ghost'.

"No, what, Fate?"

"No, there aren't any ghosts in the room."

Oh… I had said that out loud? Heh. Oops. "Oh, thank you."

"But there's about to be one."

"Hmm? Oh… Alright then…"

Jesse appeared between us.

"There." Said Fate.

Maybe she was a mediator after all… but then… how did she know… I was confused. When in doubt, stick to the schedule…

"What does he look like?"

"He's a rancher."

Wow… the first one to get that right… Jesse's eyes were kind of wide, but I guess he thought he looked like a rancher, so he wasn't as surprised as I was.

"I see… and what is his name?"

I waited for her to ask him. She never did. "His name is Hector De Silva."

"Umm… have you… met.. I mean, seen him before?"

"Nah…" She wrinkled her nose. "but he doesn't look like a 'Hector'. He looks more like a 'Jesse'."

I was getting kind of scared now. How did she know all this?? "How do you know all this?"

She looked puzzled. "Well, how do you know anything? You know, the same way I know that you're wearing a white shirt today, or that you'll be wearing a red shirt tomorrow."

"What??" I had already picked out my outfit for tomorrow. It was a sleeveless RED tank and tight black pants. "How do you know that??"

"Well it makes sense, because tomorrow's your day off." She saw the look on my face. "Well, it is Saturday…"

"But how did you know…"

"Man… that's what people always say! I thought you'd be used to this by now… And tell your boyfriend to stop staring at me like that."

"Jesse, stop—wait, what?"

"He's looking at me funny."

"How did you know… he was my boyfriend?"

"Well, he does call you querida all the time, so it makes sense. But then, he called you that before you were going out, too… but he liked you then."

Jesse had goosebumps and I felt faint. How could she know all this??

"Umm…" I stopped, unsure how to continue. Then, I thought, When in doubt… "Umm… Jesse… the usual routine, I guess…"

He walked up to her, tentatively. He seemed a little scared of her, which was the reverse of usual, but she didn't seem dangerous, and he knew I didn't think she was dangerous or I wouldn't have sent him over, so he went up to her, reached slowly for her hand, and… went right through it.

"What??" (me)

"Oh." (Fate) "You want me to touch him." And with that, she lifted his hand. It was obvious that Jesse was uncomfortable, but he struggled to get out of her grip. He couldn't. My super-strong Jesse was stuck in the grip of a 10-year-old. He looked frightened and embarrassed, and when Fate realized this, she apologized profusely, even though her little elementary school mind probably didn't know why he was so ill at ease.

"I don't… really… know how… to…"

"Well I believe it's in this book here." She put a book on my lap. TP Explained. Despite what the title implied, that it was about toilet paper or Indian houses, it was telepathy. And, since she had put the book on my lap without leaving her chair, and the bookshelf was on the other side of the room, I thought I might also need TK Explained, which was about telekinesis. Jesse looked like he wanted to leave, but he didn't want to leave me alone with her, just in case. Go!! I willed. Go off you stupid timer!! Vibrate!! But there was a few minutes left.

She got all huffy. "Well if you want me to leave…"

My phone vibrated. I looked at the clock. There were still a few minutes left. I looked at Fate.

"Are you happy?" She asked.

"Time's not up." I indicated the clock. The second hand started going crazy until the minute hand had moved a few minutes. Fate stood.

"Well. Goodbye then. Oh, and tell Paul I want him to die."

"You do??"

"Never met him, but won't the look on his face be funny when you tell him Fate wants him to die?"

I agreed, but before I could ask her how she knew about Paul, she was gone. Literally. I checked the waiting room and she and her mother had both left. A normal but superstitious person might suspect ghosts, but I've seen ghosts, and this girl was alive. Maybe she wasn't even talking about Paul Slater. No, that didn't make sense. You know what? I bet she saw my appointment book and saw the name "Paul" in it. 'Cause there was a Paul coming. Yeah… that was probably it… right?

END 4 NOW! the other chapperoo is actually done, cuz i had 2 keep w8ing 4 a friend 2 fin. editing this 1. but i'm not posting it till it gets done being edited and i get TEN reviews!! thats TEN, people! (buys self time) so if u r reading and not reviewing and u want the next 1, review! haha i'm not really doing this 2 sho how vastly popular my ficcy is or nething laffs sardonically i'm just buying m'self time and a whole intro on me next chappeh! l8z y'all! luv ya if u r reading this, if u rnt, I HATE YOU!!! haha but u will nvr kno cuz u r not reading this and... oh nevermind.