Last time on The New Girl:
"Well, what do we do now?" Susannah asked later as we walked to my car.
"We have to get you back to my house, find something my dad is hiding for me, and then unite you with it" I responded.
"Me? Why me?" Susannah asked, completely shocked.
"Because querida, you're the 'angelic being with an emerald gaze" I responded as we reached my car.
"Jesse, I am no angelic being, and my gaze is so not emerald, its murky green" she corrected.
"Susannah, ever since I first had the dreams about you, one phrase has been constantly floating around in my mind" I informed her, while opening her door.
She climbed in, and waited for me to get in before saying "And what phrase is that?"
"Green and radiant, like two sparkling emeralds. When I first met you, I knew you by your eyes, and when Father Dominic said 'angelic being with an emerald gaze', I knew he was talking about you" I answered.
"So, if I am the angelic being, then what's the powerful, precious stone?" she asked.
"My grandmother's engagement ring."
And now…
:Chapter 16:
"But…but…me…ring…no…I…I…no…Jesse…I can't…" Susannah prattled nervously.
"Querida, trust me. I know this all seems very strange, but I have a good feeling about this. It's the bringing back Slater that's making me anxious" I told her, gently stroking her hand.
"But…Jesse, this doesn't feel right. I have a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach, like something terrible is about to happen. What if I'm not the angelic being and I end up sucking the good power out of your grandmother's ring?" she babbled.
"Susannah" I calmly said, parking the car on the side of a street, "you are the angelic being, of that I'm positive. Why are you so afraid?"
"I am not afraid, just nervous. And I'm telling you I have a bad feeling about this, Jesse."
"Okay, well…right now we'll just get the ring and then concentrate on bringing back Slater. We'll worry about uniting you with the ring later" I said trying to calm her.
She sent me a weak smile and nodded her head, but her eyes glistened as if tears would pour from them at any second.
"Querida, would you like to get something to eat first?" I asked
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"I'll have the Cali BLT" Susannah said smiling pleasantly at Ken, our waiter. He looked like a Ken too. His beach blonde hair had that sun dried 'I just got back from catching some killer waves' look. And then his eyes; they were blue, but almost identical to the color of the ocean. But the color of his eyes wasn't bothering me, it was the direction of his blue gaze that made me want to punch the twinkle in his eyes out.
Susannah, who seemed completely oblivious to the fact that the real-life version of Barbie's gay ex-husband was staring at her chest, turned back to me and smiled brightly. Under our table she gently rubbed her leg against my own, almost trying to calm me.
I cleared my throat to draw Ken's attention away from Susannah's bosom, and he snapped his eyes up to the little writing pad on which he scribbled her order.
"Make that two Cali BLTs" I grumbled.
"Yeah, sure. I'll bring your order right out" Ken replied smiling at Susannah before walking away.
"Jesse, you alright?" Susannah questioned.
"Doesn't that bother you?"
"Doesn't what bother me?" she asked.
"Guys staring at your…you" I answered, feeling my cheeks warm.
"Not really, it's a real self-confidence booster. But…I only care about you staring at me" she purred.
"And why would you need to have your self-confidence boosted?" I inquired.
"I don't need to have it boosted, it just makes me feel even better about myself. Like when you start mumbling in Spanish when we're making out and you think I have no clue what you're saying" she replied mischievously.
"But…but you don't know Spanish" I sputtered.
"Not every word, but I told you my tía Sophia taught me some words and phrases she thought I should know" she explained smiling proudly.
"Nombre de Dios" I sighed.
Susannah giggled and placed her hand over mine comfortingly. "Jesse, I only catch about a fifth of what you say, and I find everything I understand very flattering."
"But what I say…it's not proper" I mumbled.
"Sure it's not proper, but it's not like you can really control it. Besides, if you didn't say those things you wouldn't be…well, you" Susannah defended.
I smiled slightly at her and cooed, "How did I get so lucky as to have a wonderful girlfriend like you?"
"You must have been really good in another life" she teased.
We both smiled and continued talking. After a few more minutes Susannah got up and sat down next to me in our little booth.
"You're supposed to stay on that side so I can stare at you" I joked as Susannah pulled my arm around her shoulders.
"Yeah, but on this side you can kiss me" she replied inching her lips up to mine.
"I see your point" I breathed as our lips touched gently.
We kept the kiss short and sweet, only because we were in public and because I'm not a big fan of PDA; although Susannah is changing my mind about it when it comes to certain aspects.
Ken coughed loudly before setting our plates in front of us and then rushing away. We saw a group of waiters poke their heads around the corner leading to the kitchen, and then they all laughed and chanted "Dude, I so told you she was taken!"
I sent Susannah an annoyed look, but she just smiled and pecked my cheek. "They must be talking about someone else."
"Querida, I think I can tell when a guy is checking out a girl. And all those guys were looking right at you" I murmured through clenched teeth.
"Jesse, it doesn't matter. I'm here with you aren't I?" she said resting her head against my shoulder. I smiled and tightened my one arm hug around her before kissing her hair.
"I know, I'm just being stupid, but…"
"You don't want other guys looking at your girlfriend the same way you look at her. I know it's the same way when it comes to girls. I used to hate it when other girls would check out…never mind" she squeaked.
"Check out whom?" I asked cautiously.
"No one, I was…I was talking about my friend and her boyfriend. Yeah, she used to hate it when other girls would check him out" she choked out.
"Susannah, are you lying to me?"
"No…y-yes, can we just not talk it right now? Everything is so perfect, and I don't want to ruin it by bringing up certain people from my past" she pleaded.
"That's fine querida, just promise me we won't lie to each other" I relented, albeit reluctantly.
"Definitely; no lies" she chimed sending me a small smile.
"Good, now let's eat, I'm starved."
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"I'm telling you, this is definitely a bad idea" Susannah whimpered as we pulled up the Paul Slater's house. Well, house isn't the right word it's more like a glass mansion. In the drive way his BMW was parked, indicating he was home.
"Susannah, why won't you tell me what you're planning?" I asked.
She turned away from me, but I knew she was crying. Every one of her tears felt like a stab at my heart.
"I-I can't Jesse…I'm sorry…promise me…you won't hate me…" she sobbed out, turning to face me.
"Hate you? Querida, I could never hate you. Why would you even-"
"Just promise me" she snapped, tears still gliding down her cheeks.
"I…I promise. Querida, what's wrong, why won't you tell me?" I questioned urgency in my voice.
"Just go, Jesse…go. Keep talking to me, mentally. Even if I don't respond, just hearing you will help. I'll try and stop things at a certain point, but if things get out of hand, I want you to use the mind control I taught you. Use it on me, and get me out of there. Get me to you. Don't…don't pay attention to anything I say…okay?" she coughed out in between sobs.
"Susannah, why would I need to use mind control? What aren't you telling me?" I demanded hotly. The terror in her eyes was scaring me. I had never seen her like this; she looked…vulnerable.
"I'm sorry…just remember what I told you…now go!" she blurted climbing out of the car. I watched feeling like I'd been punched in the stomach as Susannah scurried up the path to the front door. She wiped her eyes, and pressed the door bell. A few seconds later Slater himself appeared in the doorway. He looked shocked to see Susannah, but grabbed her hand and led her inside. He was about to close the door when he noticed me. He pulled Susannah against his chest and kissed her forcefully, before dragging her out of my view and slamming the door behind him.
My chest ached and my blood was boiling. 'I can't let this happen. I can't let him hurt her.'
"Oh I won't hurt her De Silva; I'll take real good care of her. In fact I think a nice roll in the sack would do her wonders. Something you've apparently been unable to do" Slater's voice rang in my head, bringing on a headache.
'If you so much as touch one hair on her head, I'll make you regret the day you were cast up from Hell, onto the Earth' I spat back.
His evil cackle chimed in my head, "Oh, it's not just her hair I'm after ghost boy; it's her entire body and soul. After a few hours, she'll be all mine once and for all."
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I don't know how long I sat outside Slater's house trying to calculate some sort of plan, but before I knew it stars were twinkling in the sky and the moonlight cast shadows all around me.
"She's actually okay, you know" Susannah said appearing next to me. Only this wasn't the Susannah I knew. This Susannah had an almost ghostly glow to her, and she looked older, wiser.
"Querida…are you…dead?" I asked nervously. I could feel tears forming in my eyes, but I would not let myself cry in front of Susannah.
"Actually I'm not you're querida. Well, at least not this you's querida. I managed to find a little loop hole in Paul's scheme, and so here I am, well my spirit anyway. Think of me as your personal Paul Slater ass-kicker/your querida protector. I have to make sure this me stays alive and well, and away from Paul Slater. But that is going to be a problem seeing as how she's in there with him, when she's supposed to be with you" Susannah advised me. Well, not my Susannah.
"You can call me Mrs. De Silva, if you want; only my Jesse is allowed to call me querida" she said smiling.
"How did you know…?" I questioned.
"I figured that's why you were so quiet, Jesse never stops asking questions unless he's thinking, confused, or angry with me" she replied.
"So, Mrs. De Silva, how am I supposed to help Susannah?"
"First of all you need to get her out of there. She was smart to let you know about the mind control, I told her you'd figure it out, but I can see eventually wouldn't have been for a while longer" she said smiling at me as if I was a small child.
"But, don't I have to be touching her, or have something of her's?" I asked.
"Jesse, you and Suze have the spiritual connection that Jesse and I have, but with loads more strength. That's all you need. Now get her out of there, and remember what she told you" Mrs. De Silva instructed me.
"And after that…won't she still be under Slater's control?"
"That's the part where I'm gonna leave for a little while and give you two some alone time" she answered.
"Alone time, why would we need- oh, alone time. And that's it, that's all I have to do?" I questioned.
"Yep, then unite her with the ring. If you don't do it within 12 hours of her being under Slater's control, then she'll automatically be under his power again. Only when that happens, it'll take more than a kiss to snap her out of it, understand?" she asked.
"Yes. So will you stick around until Slater is gone, or just after Susannah is united with the ring?" I questioned.
"I'm staying until everything is done and over with. But be prepared to make a life altering decision at the end of all this. Now get your girlfriend out here and kiss her already" she explained, before shimmering away.
'Don't worry querida; you'll be with me soon.'