A/N: Just a quick thanks to everybody who has reviewed my story so far! You guys are awesome. Everybody was shocked that Suze left, but you'll have to see what happens in the next few chapters! I've finally decided exactly where I want this story to go, and I also thought of an idea for a possible sequal.

I'm not going to be updating for a while, over the whole Christmas/New Year, because I'm going to be too busy. I'm working heaps and it's just going to be too hard to update for a couple of weeks. But I promise it will be worth the wait!

A little bit of this chapter is in Jesse's POV cause it sounded a bit weird otherwise. Anyway, on with the story...

SPOV

"Ladies and gentleman, we have arrived in Miami, Florida. Please collect all carryon luggage and depart from your nearest exit. Have a nice day," I listened to the captain announcing to the passengers via the loudspeaker.

I drew in a deep breath and stepped off the plane, the sun just beginning to rise After leaving Jesse's apartment, I caught a taxi to the airport and caught the next flight that would take me away from Carmel. It happened to be Miami. I had spent most of the flight crying and my knew my cheeks were tear-soaked but I didn't care. I knew that this was the right decision and nothing could change my mind.

I collected my bag and walked out of the airport. Although I didn't have a lot of money to start with, I only had about $70 left. I had taken some money from Jesse's apartment before I left, promising to send it back when I earn it. I knew that what I had left wouldn't last me long and I needed a job.

I walked for about half an hour before I found a small diner. I pressed my face against the window and peaked inside, knowing that there probably wasn't anybody in there. Deciding to wait for the owner and enquire about a job, I sat down on the floor and waited. All my bruises were aching and I wanted nothing more than to cry and just give up, but I had to be strong, for Jesse.

I must have fallen asleep because I felt someone gently shaking me awake. I opened my eyes and looked up at the person. A woman in her early thirties stood over me. Her blue eyes sparkled in the light and her short brown hair shone. "May I help you?" she smiled at me. I stood up quickly and she noticed my bruises. "Are you alright? You look like you've been through a lot."

"I have been through a lot, but I'm fine, honestly," I said. I tried to sound confident but the fear was evident in my voice. I mentally kicked myself. "I wanted to enquire about a job, and if you knew a place nearby where I could stay," I said.

She thought for a moment. "Actually, I was going to hire somebody for the position of a waitress. I suppose you could have that job, if you wanted." I nodded eagerly. "And you could always stay with me. I live in an apartment upstairs, but I've been away for the weekend. If you wanted to make it a permanent thing, you would have to chip in some money for rent, food, etc... but we could always work that out later," she said. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Elizabeth Reid." She held out her hand.

"I'm Susannah," I said shaking her hand. "Just Susannah, but please call me Suze." I didn't want any possibilities of anyone finding me. "About the job and the spare room... I'm really interested in both. I don't really have anything at the moment but I'm looking to start somewhere."

"Of course. Let's go inside, and I'll show you around," Elizabeth said. I followed her inside and through into the kitchen. There were stairs leading up to her apartment on the far side of the kitchen.

There was a small kitchen on the left of the apartment and a bench to sit at, a lounge room on the right and a small hall which led to two bedroom on the left and a shared bathroom on the right side. "Your room is the furthest door on the left," she said, opening the door.

I followed her inside. "I know its not much, but it's all I've got," she said. There was a double bed in the centre on the back wall, a chest of draws on the right wall and a small window with no blinds on the left wall.

"No, it's fine. Thankyou so much for everything," I smiled at her. "I'm so glad this is where I'm going to be staying, you've made me feel so welcome."

"It's nothing," Elizabeth said. "You don't have to start working immediately if you don't want to, it doesn't bother me. Just let me know when your ready. Right now I've got to go downstairs and start opening, but you're welcome to stay up here. I'll see you later," she said, turning to leave.

"Bye," I called after her as she descended into the kitchen. I sighed and collapsed onto the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

JPOV

I opened my eyes the next morning and saw that Susannah was not lying beside me. I jumped out of bed and quickly checked everywhere in the apartment but she was gone. A wave of panic filled me making me nauseas. Paul couldn't have done anything to her, not when I was lying right beside her.

I raced back into my room and saw that her bag was missing. I cursed to myself in Spanish. She had left, probably because she did not want to put me in any danger.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw something lying on the bed. It was a note. I picked it up with trembling hands and read it,

Dear Jesse

I can't stay here any longer. I know that wherever I am, I will not be safe. I can't stay here any longer knowing that every moment I am with you I am putting your life in danger.

Please don't come searching for me. By the time you read this, I will be far away. Please move on, you have your whole life ahead of you. Just know that I will never forget you.

I love you, Jesse, and I always will.

Love,

Susannah.

Tears dropped onto the paper as I read and re-read the note. How could Susannah know that I would do anything to protect her, even if it meant risking my own life? I could never move on, she is the only person for me.

I sat down on my bed and cried, my whole body shaking with fear for Susannah. I needed to find her, but I had no idea where to start.

I saw a shimmer out of the corner of my eye. "Not now," I said quietly. "Please, just leave."

"I know where Susannah is, Jesse," a voice said. I looked up to see Susannah's father looking at me.

"But, how? I thought you left..." I stuttered.

"I've been stuck in Shadowland for a while now, but then I was allowed to return here. I've been watching over Susannah ever since the night Paul attacked her. I couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to her," he said.

"Where is she?" I asked, standing and grabbing my keys.

"At a small diner in Miami," he said. "I'll show you the way once you get to Miami."

"Thanks," I said, running out the door to search for Susannah.

SPOV

I woke late that afternoon to see Elizabeth peeking into my room. I slowly sat up and rubbed my eyes. "Sorry, I was just so tired," I explained.

She smiled. "Suze, it's fine," she said. "I just came up to let you know that we're starting dinner downstairs in about fifteen minutes, so I'll be down there until later if you need me. Feel free to come down soon and you can have some dinner."

"Thanks," I said gratefully. Although it was extremely hard for me to trust anybody, Elizabeth was so kind and was making it easier to move on.

"I'll see you later then," she said, turning and walking down to the kitchen.

I sighed and walked over to my bag. I found what I was after sitting on the top of my belongings. It was a framed photo of me and Jesse, which I had taken from his coffee table before I left. A small tear slid down my cheek and dripped onto the photo. I felt my heart breaking just thinking about him; I missed him so much.

I replaced the photo and shut my eyes, picturing Jesse's smile. Suddenly, I felt two strong hands grip onto my shoulders roughly and spin me around, pushing me up against the nearest wall. I stared into a pair of icy blue eyes and I felt my blood run cold. This was it, I thought. This is the end for me. I bit my lip and held my breath.

"So, you thought you could run, Suze? Did you really think that I wouldn't be able to find you?" He laughed coldly. "This is the end for you, Suze. I'm tired of waiting around, planning on how to kill you. I wanted to make you suffer, just like I had to every time I saw you with Jesse. But you'd find a way out." He pulled a small gun from his jacket and pushed it up against my temple. I closed my eyes. "Good bye, Suze. I'm sorry it never worked out between us," he said and pulled the trigger.

I heard the sickly crunch of a nose being broken before I realised that the gun was never fired. I opened my eyes to find Jesse on top of Paul, throwing punch after punch into Paul's face, which was now bloody and bruised.

"Don't you ever come near her... don't you ever touch her... I want to murder you for everything you have put her through," Jesse spat angrily between punches.

I let out a small cry and slid down to the ground, wrapping my arms around my legs and crying into my knees. After a while I could hear the punching stop and a pair of strong, gentle arms wrap around me. I sat there, shaking, frozen to the spot as Jesse tried to soothe me.

"Shh... querida. Everything is okay, I'm here now," he whispered into my hair. I slowly shook my head to myself, knowing that although Jesse was here, I was never going to be safe.

A/N: Did you like it? I thought the ending of this chapter was a bit predictable, and I had other ideas, but I needed to get the message across that Jesse would always be there for Suze for later chapters. I don't think that there's going to be a lot of chapters left, but I could be wrong. It might take me more chapters to finish this story then I've guessed. Anyway, let me know what you think.