Hi again! Poll: Did you read the ENTIRE intro, or scroll down 2 c who it wuz 1st?? Right now, I've got 2 votes 4 f8, 2 4 paul, and 1 4 "1 of the random people she talks to. ::gestures toward screen::". I wouldn't tell NE1 who it wuz, tho. Well, I started e-mailing people 4 reviews, then I 4ced shelly 2 review, and b4 I knew it, I had more than the 10 reviews! So apologies, all! Here I go…

Katie: Thx! (she didn't post a review, she e-mailed it) thx, thx, thnkies! Much luv!

Jess: nvr got ur review, but u said ud sent'n, so I counted it. Thx 4 reviewing!

timydamonkey: I glad u like it. U rnt alone in not knowing who it wuz. ::grins:: srry bout the cliffies, as there r MORE in the future! They weren't supposed 2 b, but they ended up that way.

moovalous3:ROCKIN' REVIEW!! I kno, that elev8or thing wuz just… ya kno… feh. And, speaking as a former madly giggling preteen and a current madly giggling teen, it's just a good mood. Or, in my case, reading a medi8or book.

nikki: OOH ITS IN CAPS! THAT MUST MEAN U LIKE IT! ::GRINS::

ATiKTImporta: I shall, I shall!

Pens in Potatoes: I liked it 2! But my favy so far's chappy 14. I just like it. ::giggles:: keep reviewing, guys, and ull get 2 read it eventually!!

desipoplover13: Yeah, it did, np! I'm grinning. No, I've been seriously slacking in my reviews, I got into this writing mode and then started laughing, crying, awwing, hypervental8ing, and "you idiot!!"ing my way thru twilite. I'm on page 106.

AmethystHannah: I do! Thx 2 u! Np, np! Wut do u kno, there r sum people who like Claire! D

phishphood: No visible scars, just little bruises. ::sends u chappy::

Thx as usual 2 evry1 who put me on their faviesalerts, I lurve u all, and I hope EVERY1 REVEIWS SO I CAN GET THE NEXT'NS UP ALREADY!!! I'M WRITING CHAPPY 15!!!

Now, WHO WAS ON THE PHONE???

"Help. Please."

"Tim?? What's wrong??"

"It's Claire. There was an accident on the way home. Please hurry." He told me where it was.

I assured him I'd help and called 911 as a witness to the crash. Then I rode over. I told Jesse to go ahead of me, but now he was afraid I'd get into an accident too and there'd be no one there, etc, so he rode the subway with me. The sirens were driving away already. I followed the ambulance. In the waiting room, I went up to the nurse. "I'm a friend of the victim. Claire Steinback. Is she alright?"

The nurse looked up pityingly. "We don't know yet." She made me sign in.

I went to a far, empty corner of the room with the two dead men. "What happened??"

"It's all my fault." Tim said this a few times before I finally hit him. Hey, he was hysterical! He explained. "I distracted her and she didn't see the stoplight and it was a red light and she kept going and there was a bus…" he trailed off. "It would have killed me if I'd been alive. That crash would have killed me for sure." As it was, now that he mentioned it, he was looking quite a bit the worse for wear. Bruised all over, etc. "I didn't know what to do. I couldn't call 911 because they couldn't hear me, so I called you. Your number was in her cell phone. Thank you so much." He dissolved I into tears. I tried to comfort him, but I wasn't very adept in that area. At all. Finally, a doctor came in looking grave. The three of us stood up. She addressed only the one of me, as she couldn't see the others.

"Susannah Simon?" I nodded. "Mrs. Steinback is in a bad condition. The airbag absorbed most of the impact, but it gave her a few broken ribs. She hit her head on the dashboard and is concussed multiple times."

"Is she OK?" The doctor looked at me like I was nuts. "I mean, is she… alive?"

"Yes, amazingly she suffered no more wounds and none proved life-threatening." Of course! Claire was a mediator after all! Tough stuff. I was oddly proud. I was probably smiling or something, because 3 people were giving me odd looks, and I clarified that I was just glad she was alive. "She hasn't woken up." I acted even more worried than I was. Been there, done that, bought the T-shirt. Quite a nice T-shirt, actually… oops, mental blabbering. Maybe I was a bit more worried than I'd thought. I paced a bit to let the men talk. They seemed to have become fast friends, despite the fact that they had nothing in common but gender, lack of pulse, and, I liked to think, everlasting love for their respective women. After a while, a fat, curly-haired woman came in and sat on Jesse. Or, really, in Jesse. I don't know whether I laughed out of nervousness for Claire, relief that she was alive, or just because it was really funny, but once I started, I couldn't stop. Jesse asked me if I was alright. I couldn't think of a reply. So I shook my head. Jesse told Tim he thought he ought to get me home, and though I tried to argue, Tim sided with Jesse. Jesse assured Tim that he'd be back once he was sure I was safe. Tim agreed that this was necessary, even though I didn't. So Jesse brought me home. Or, really, stood by me on the subway while it brought me home. I got inside and Jesse left.

I got into my pajamas. I had started wearing cute pajamas once Jesse and I were officially together. I sat on the bed. I thought of reading a little, but the only book I could find was "A History of Time" and I didn't really feel like reading that. So I brought out my little doodle book. It consisted of my idle doodles. I found a page relatively free of "Jesse"s in hearts and "Susannah de Silva"s (A/N: Probably not as many "Jesse"s in hearts as I have in my textbooks! And I bet I have more "Emily de Silva"s. And I bet suze doesn't have any "jessemoo"s… oh, right, back to this thing) I doodled something about Claire and Tim, I don't really remember what. It was my new special worried lettering. It had serifs and stuff. Suddenly there was a knock at my door.

"Suze?" Oh… Oh my god… What was Paul doing at my door?

FIGURED OUT HOW TO GET IT WHERE I WANT IT. This is how. In all fairness, among all the EMJDSs in my geometry book, there's also an EMPS, an EMRW, and a whole bunch of other stuff, including an EMFL. Any idea who FL is? I can't figure it out. I remember writing it, but I don't remember who it is. And there's an EMDA, but I cant figure out who that is either. But mostly it's a bunch of Mrs. Emily de Silvas. Tune in next time to find out…

Will Claire live? ::soap opera music::

Is Suze OK? She is acting pretty weird. ::more soap opera music::

How's Tim doing? ::same soap opera music::

And… what the hell is Paul doing at Suze's apartment??? ::soap opera climax, and then elevator music::

Alright, who put on the elevator music?? This is dramatic, you fools!!

Seriously tho, I was NOT planning 4 that 2 happen. I'm sorry, Claire luvers. Hehe prolly no1 unless Tim is reading this. If he is, HI TIM!! WUZAAAAP??