"Zohra, let's talk about a couple of ghosts you've dealt with in the past. And how you've handled those situations, of course," Father Dominic said rather nonchalantly. Jesse looked waited with a semi-intrigued, semi-bored expression on the couch.

"Well, I've seen my grandparents a couple of times."

Father Dominic gave me a go on expression.

"Besides them, uh, I guess. Jesse" signaling with my hand, "And, well, here we are," I said with a nervous smile.

This got both Jesse and Father Dominic's attention.

"That's it?" Father Dominic asked as I nodded. "Hmm, I've never seen or heard of that in all my years a mediator."

I interrupted, "I don't know what a mediator is, but I just didn't have the energy to deal with them so I put up an astral block." Jesse looked amused and Father Dominic frustrated. He kept playing with some drawer, I'm guessing to avoid lashing out at me.

"A mediator is a liaison between the dead and the living. It is a mediator's responsibility to help a spirit with whatever might be holding them back so that they can finally cross over. We help lead the dead to their final destination," he explained tiredly.

I quirked up my eyebrow and gave a look towards Jesse; he didn't exactly look like he had just dropped dead the other day.

Father Dominic seeing my line of sight noted casually, "Jesse's been around for a while and we haven't figured it out yet," his frustrations coming through, "But what I don't understand is why you have neglected your god-given duties."

"Well, the whole vampire for a boyfriend and my psychic abilities was kind of hard enough with every-uh-thing else," I said as I realized that in defended my "neglect" I'd just spilled the beans.

"Hmm, I can imagine" was all Father Dominic could say with his eyebrows raised. I didn't dare look over to see how Jesse might have reacted to this information. I closed my eyes, mentally listing every profane word I knew. I was going to be the freak at the school now. What of Dawson's secret that I'd just spilled? Oh god, I groaned. He's a priest, he can't spill, confidentiality and all, right?

Just as I was about to ask him to just keep it between the three of us, I heard voices at his door.

"This is all your fault," said the girl as Father Dominic's door opened.

I turned around with my eyebrow quirked only to find both of my eyebrows to go up and the intruders to stop talking.

"Suze?" I asked. What the hell was going on? "and Paul?"

"Hey Zohra. Uh, Father D we can come back, we just thought," Suze said

"That's quite all right, Susannah. Come on in. I was wondering when you two would show up," Father Dominic explained.

Suze went and sat right next to Jesse, not through him or anything, simply next to him while Paul grabbed the chair next to me with a sour look on his face.

God, what's eating Paul I thought.

"I wanted to introduce the both of you to Zohra, but it seems you three have already meet. It seems she is a mediator like the rest of us—"

"Shifter," Paul interjected whilst rolling his eyes.

Whoa. Three other mediators in the same damn city? If that wasn't a coincidence, I don't know what is.

I was so excited he didn't tell them about me being psychic or the entire thing about Dawson

"While Zohra might have neglected her mediator duties, she's had some other supernatural experiences. Relations with a vampire and her premonitions, I'm sure can help all of us and us her in embracing her mediator responsibilities," Father Dominic droned on.

Somebody shoot me. My big mouth had just gotten me into trouble and maybe even my boyfriend.

"Wait, so they are real?" Suze said with a smirk faced at Jesse and Father Dominic.

"Yeah," I chuckled, "But they survive in the sunlight just fine, just burn like crazy. Some wear the cross themselves, so nothing there. They're normal but just have some added extracurriculars at night."

"I knew it! Ha!" She said smugly at the two of them. Which caused Father Dominic to launch into some lecture about using proper mediating techniques.

But while Father Dominic was going on about how exorcisms are bad, I felt someone picking at my brain. How could I tell? Because the conversation I had just had with Father Dominic along with my walk to his office with Jesse popped up. That doesn't just happen randomly—apparently somebody had some telepathic powers too. Well, two can play that game now can't they? And so I did, I fought fire with fire. I automatically put up a mind block. This much I had learned from Dawson.

It was Paul. It had to be, his eyes gave it away. They're the best way to figure out if somebody's having fun with any telepathy.

'Do NOT pry into my brain, got it?' I mind-spoke to him.

To say he was surprised, yeah understatement of the millennium much. I prided myself in the psychic department. Dawson had helped me out with everything and helped me develop my other abilities.

'Just curious. Ever consider you were a shifter?' He said.

'Fuck you.'

'Gladly. But I don't think your little vampire would like that know would he?' he spat.

What the fuck? He does not have any right to say that. First, he intrudes into my brain and takes a look at my dreams. And then he comes out and says that! Wait. Rewind. My dreams? Oh shit.

'Sweet dreams.' he said, before I could retaliate. He'd put up his block too, now; completely impenetrable. I was going to kick him when Father Dominic released us.

God, I hate that guy and I've hardly known him for a whole day. Ugh. I was fuming and it's all thanks to him.

"So Dani, what class did you just come from?" Suze said trying to make conversation as we went to our lockers, seeing as the classes going on now were about to be dismissed.

"Huh?" I had been too busy to be fuming to really pay attention to my surroundings. She had kind of gotten me off-guard. "Oh, sorry. I was just thinking about something. I came from… Spanish class with uh, Mr. Sanchez."

"Oh. You poor thing; Brad's in that class"

"Who?"

"Brad Ackerman. He's my step-brother," she responded.

"Oh. I'm sure I'll be fine," I winked playfully.

"You should come over. We'll hang out and share stories about the supernatural boyfriends."

"Would love to," realizing I now had responsibilities, "but can I take a rain check on that? Might be better to spend the first night at home with the Sanders."

"Definitely."

(A/N: Sorry this is short. I promise there will be longer ones! I just need to get the background set for you guys!

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