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Gives out Halloween candy.

Suze's POV

That Sunday, I drove out to CeeCee and Adam's suburban abode, just outside of the city. They're house isn't too big, or too small. They have plenty of room for 4 people to live comfortably.

And they have a pool! Which, of course, is the most important thing.

I lived in New York until the 11th grade. Then my Mom got married and we moved out to Carmel-By-The-Sea, California. I met Adam and CeeCee there.

For a long time, CeeCee loved Adam. But Adam got accepted to NYU. CeeCee was miserable when he left, and decided to fly out the New York and profess her love in a very Romantic movie sort of way, and the rest is history.

"Oh, thank God someone came..." CeeCee said, answering the door as I knocked.

"Where is everyone?" I walked in and surveyed the barely touched chips on the table.

"God, you guys throw lame ass parties..."

"Well, Adam and all his friends from the hospital got paged for some train accident. And you know I hate everyone I work with."

Jamie and Madison, and another girl I didn't know, came running in, dripping wet. They each grabbed a tortilla chip, shoved it in they're mouth, and left.

"Kids! Towels! Dry off before you come in! I'm not gonna tell you again!" CeeCee shouted.

"Sorry!" They shouted in unison.

"They've been doing that all day." Her voice faded away, mumbling as she walked into the living room.

"Who's that other girl?" I asked, getting a smirnoff out of the cooler, and following her. There was a sliding glass window, with a perfect view of the pool.

"That's Jesse's kid."

My eyes widened so much, I swear they were popping out of they're sockets.

"That's his daughter?" I asked. "What's her name?"

"Abigail."

"Well, from the 5 seconds I saw of her, she's adorable." I said, taking the cap off the smirnoff and taking a sip.

The door opened and the sound of hungry doctors and nurses could be heard.

Adam came into the living room. "What's the score?"

"So no 'Hello my darling wife. I missed you terribly.'?"

"Sorry. Hello my darling wife. I missed you terribly. What's the score?"

"21-17 Jets."

"Thanks." He said, before going off to tell everyone else the score.

"Ah... marital bliss." I said sarcastically.

"Bite me- Hey, Jesse."

I turned around and my heart melted.

"Hey, CeeCee." Jesse then looked at me. "Susannah." He walked over to the couch. "I see the bruise healed. How's your hand?"

I grinned like an idiot. "Never better."

He smiled and sat down on the love seat.

"So how was your mass trauma?" CeeCee asked.

"Oh, a blast." He said with his voice dripping in sarcasm. "You know how much I love a literal train wreck."

"Ha!" I started laughing, but immediately stopped when I realized no one else was. I cleared my throat and took another, much longer, sip of alcohol.

Jesse smiled and got up. "I'm gonna go check on Abigail."

As soon as he left, I buried my head in a pillow.

"What's wrong?" CeeCee asked.

"I forgot how pretty he is..." I whined.

Jesse's POV

"Daddy!" I turned around only to get an extremely wet hug from Abigail. I only smiled.

"Aw... sweetie. Use a towel before you hug someone." I bent down to her level to hug her tighter, not really minding.

"When are you getting in the pool?" She asked, her wide brown eyes begging me.

"Maybe later..." I told her. "I'm going to go eat something and talk to the grown up's, OK? Even though you are much more fun than any of them."

She smiled. Every time she smiles, I can't help but do the same. She looks so much like her Mom.

"Did you have something to eat?" I asked. Abigail nodded.

"OK, go back in the pool." I kissed her forehead. "Te amo..."

"Love you, too."

I walked over to Adam, who was cooking more burgers on the grill. He, of course, wasn't paying a bit of attention, since he had a TV on the porch.

"I'm setting you up on a date." He informed me, as I got a beer out of the cooler.

"Really?" I asked, amused. Everytime I hang out with Adam, lately, he's been trying to set me up. "With who this time?"

"Suze."

I choked on my beer.

"What's wrong with Suze?"

"Nothing's wrong with her. She's great." Beautiful, actually. "But I told you I'm not ready to date again."

He looked away from the TV for the first time in the whole conversation.

"Jesse, it's been three years."

"I know. Can we change the subject please?" I asked politely.

"Hey, are the burgers ready yet?" I heard Susannah ask from behind. Both of us turned around.

"Two minutes."

"'Kay." She looked up at me, and I realized how green her eyes were. Like emeralds. "So, that's your daughter?" She asked, pointing at Abigail.

"Yeah." I told her.

"She takes after you." Susannah said.

"Thanks." I smiled. An awkward silence followed.

"Burgers are ready." Adam said. Susannah got a bun out of the bag and opened it up on a plate.

"Thanks." She said. I took one too.

"So, Susannah." I started.

"Call me Suze." She said, not looking up as she put cheese on her burger.

I couldn't help but be taken back. Susannah's a beautiful name. I shouldn't be shortened. "I like Susannah, though."

"If you insist..."

"Anyways, what do you do for a living?" I asked.

"I'm a detective."

"Really? So is that how you broke your hand?"

She looked up at me with a small smile. "Sure." She took a bite of her burger.

"...And then, I fell in the bushes. But little did I know, they weren't just bushes. Kelly had poison ivy outside of her house."

"Ouch! How bad was it?" I asked.

"I was covered for weeks."

"I've never touch poison ivy. I haven't even had Chicken Pox, so when Abigail gets it, I don't know what I'm going to do." We had been talking for at least an hour, and every minute I liked her even more. I saw someone trying to get my attention behind her and focused in on Adam.

"Ask her out." He mouthed.

"Daddy!" Abigail called out, running over to me.

"Hey!" I said, pulling her on my lap.

She looked at Susannah. "Who are you?" She asked.

"I'm Suze." Susannah said with a smile. It really is breathtaking.

"Oh. I'm Abigail."

"How old are you, Abigail?"

She held up four fingers. "This many."

"Well, actually, your this many..." I put down one of her fingers. "But close enough."

Abigail looked up at me. "Daddy."

"Yes?"

"I saw a ghost over by the bushes." She whispered.

Susannah looked alarmed, and so was I. But for completely different reasons. I didn't want Abigail to see ghosts. I refused to acknowledge them anymore.

"Sweetie, there's no such thing as ghosts." I told her. "You must be really tired." I kissed her forehead. "Lets go home. I'll go get your towel."

Suze's POV

As soon as Jesse got up, I grabbed Abigail.

"Abigail. Where did you see the ghost?"

She looked at me wide eyed. "You believe me?"

"Yeah, I do."

She looked at me for a moment, before grabbing my hand.

"He's over here."

She led me behind the shed, where a glowing boy was playing with a ball.

"Do you see him?" She asked.

"Yeah." I told her. Then, together, we talked to him.

Jesse's POV

I tucked Abigail into bed and opened up a Dr Seuss book to read to her. But before I could start, she asked me a question.

"Why don't you believe in ghosts, Daddy?"

Exhaling, I closed the book. I struggled to find the right words. Before I could respond, though, she stunned me by saying the following words.

"Suze could see him too."

I feel like a slacked a bit at the end, but I really wanted to get this chapter out tonight, and I'm getting pretty tired.

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-Amy