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didn't think anyone reviewed my last chappie, but I was wrong.
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--Autumn--

"Suze?" Doc asked me. "Suze, it looks like you just swallowed a gold fish."
Yeah, I swallowed a goldfish before. No, really. I have before. See, it's a really funny story. Ok, I was about 3 and we were at this dinner party at my mom's friend's house. Well, I got bored and decided to...

Yeah.
Ok, what I'm trying to say is. I have swallowed a goldfish before, and as disgusting as that was, this was a whole heck of a lot worse.

"Ok, can you like, hold on for a minute?" I asked her. She sighed and said, "Of course, dear."
I laid the phone down, walked out the sliding glass door and screamed bloody murder. I also stomped around on the deck for a while.

I took a deep breath, and then walked back inside.
"Ok." I said to her. "Now, what-"

"You're in danger." She said. No freakin' duh, lady.
"Well, thanks for the warning. I got to-"

"No, Susannah." She said again. How the hell does she know my name? Oh, she's a physcic. Because I was about to say, I never told her my name. "Your in grave danger."

Heh.
She almost sounds like that rat guy from the Ninja Turtles...heh heh...

Oh, gosh. What the hell is wrong with me?

Doc put down his plate and stared at me. "OK, lady. You are seriously starting to - OH MY FREAKIN" GOSH!" I dropped the phone and almost died right there on the spot.

She put her hand over my mouth so I wouldn't scream. Doc stared at me in horror.
"WHA-"

"Shhh!" She said to me trying to sound all soothing and not all 'I am going to kill you because I'm a fruitloop'.
She took her hand off of my mouth, and I said, "How the hell did you get in here?"

She snapped her fingers and said, "Magic, my dear. Magic."

Doc gaped at her, while I said, "Ok, well...excuse me if I don't have time for this Harry Potter shit." I looked down at her huge bag that she probably kept her bodies in. "Unless you have Daniel Radcliffe in that suitcase."

She didn't answer, and I said, "Didn't think so."
I backed up away from her. "Ok. Well, I'm leaving. And/or calling the police." I said that in a mock pleasant voice. She smirked and said, "Sweetheart, go ahead. Like they'll be able to catch me."

"What are you?" I asked her.
She smiled and said, "What are you?"

"You know what I am." I pointed out to her. "You told me like 6 years ago!"
Now that I looked at her, she kind of looked like the rat guy from the Ninja Turtles.

"Thank you, Susannah. For comparing me to a rat." She said, with a smug look on her face.
"You can read minds too?" I asked her, lowering the knife I had been holding.

Madam Zara smiled and said, "Of course, darling. Sit."
Pardon me, but isn't it kind of weird taking orders from a woman who just magically appeared in your kitchen while you're in your own home?

Maybe that's just me...

She glanced at David and said, "I'm taking that this is not 'The One'..."
I instantly got her meaning and said, "No. He's my brother."

I looked up at her and said, "You know. It would have kind of been helpful if you told me I was going to fall in love with a ghost."

She smiled and said, "Ah, but that would have taken the fun out of everything, now wouldn't it have?"
I just stared at her like she had told me Orlando Bloom got a nose job. "Darling, I cannot tell you everything. As much as I wanted to."

"Why not? You have some weird phsyco contract you have to fill out before you go and ruin people's lives?" I asked her rather rudely. She just smiled and said, "I didn't ruin your life. But you can keep telling yourself that."

"Oh my gosh." I groaned.
Doc looked at me and said, "Suze, what's going on?"

I just shook my head and said, "She's that lady that told me I was a mediator."
"The Mediator." She corrected me.

I smiled at her and said, "Ok. I'm sorry I forgot to add the capital The." I put my head back on the table and grumbled, "You never answered my question."

"Did you ever ask one?" She asked me.
"Why are you here?" I said, sitting up. "Why? I mean, if you were going to magically poof up in my kitchen, why couldn't you have done that...I don't know, when I almost got killed by Heather or one of the other millions of ghosts, when I was falling in love with Jesse, when I didn't know I was a freakin' friggin' shifter!?!?"

"You are overly dramatic, Susannah." She said.
"So I'm told." I mumbled. "Can you just get on with it so I can get on with my life...I mean, more that likely I'm going to die young, so I might as well get out there and make the best of it."

"Susannah, your mom said that you were-" Jesse stopped as he walked into the kitchen. He shut the door and looked from me to Madam Zara and back again. "Did I miss something?"

"Probably." Doc muttered as he swung his legs back and forth from the counter he was sitting on. "I know I have."

She smiled as she got up and walked to Jesse. Ok, is the Ninja Turtle rat seriously checking out my boyfriend? She squealed and said, "Ah ha! You must be 'The One'!"

Jesse looked slightly freaked out as he came to sit beside me.
He nodded with a smile to her and said, "Yeah, of course." He then whispered to me, "What does that mean?"

"It's a long painful, painful story." I said, rubbing my temples as my mom did earlier. "You still haven't answered me!" I said to her. "Why aren't you-"

"You are in danger." She said again.

Silence.

You know that means...

Guilty.

"Ok." I said with a smile. "I will so totally rest easier tonight knowing something I already knew."
"No, Susannah. " She said, walking towards me. "Things aren't as they seem."

David and Jesse exchanged glances. She sighed and said, "The people you've come to know...some are lying to you. Some aren't telling you the truth."

"That's what lying means." I said to her with a smile.
She stared at me for a minute, like she was going to pull out a gun and blow my brains out. No, what she did shocked me even more.

She came over to the table, and slammed her fists down so hard, that I swear to you the whole house shook.
"NO!" She screamed. I jolted backwards and she said, "You're not taking this serisouly, Susannah. But when you finally do, I fear it will be to late for you."

"What are they going to do? Cut out my kidney?" I asked her with a snort.
Her glare intensified as she said, "You're not taking this seriously enough, Susannah. You're benevolance will be your down fall."

"My what?" I asked her.
Jesse sighed and said, "Your ability to be kind and understanding, querida."
"Oh." I said, quietly. "How would that be my downfall?"

But she wasn't listening to me. She was already off on a rant. "Susannah, things aren't as they seem. You're living a lie. People around you are living a lie." She turned around, coming face to face with me. "You can't change the course on which destiny chose to put you on."

"Whoa! Slow down, Yoda. This is becoming a little too 'Star Wars-y' for me." I said, shaking my head. "I mean, what the hell are you talking about?"

"You tell me." She said. I gaped at her, "OH MY GOSH!"
She smiled and tossed an amethyst on the table. "If you ever need me, love. I'm just a rub away."
I picked up the amethyst and said, "What are you? A genie?"

She walked over to her suitcase of a purse and smiled sarcastically. Then, she folded her arms and bowed her head, with a poof of smoke (I swear) she was gone.

Silence.

You know what that means.

Alright, who is-

"What the hell was that all about?" Jesse asked, finally breaking the silence.
I tossed the amethsyt back on the table. Scared, that if I accidently rubbed it, she would come back. And if that happened, I honestly think I would resort to killing myself.

"I have no effin idea." I muttered. "Your benevolance will be your downfall." I said, mocking her. "Whatever."

...but I think, deep down, I was almost scared she was right...

"Did you hear what I said?" Paul asked me. I looked up at him and smiled.
He sighed as he came back down and said, "What's wrong with you, Susie-Q?"
I yawned and said, "Nothing. I just couldn't sleep last night."

He smirked as he took the other half of the sign advertising the Spring Fling and said, "Now, Simon. What have I told you about late night ghostbusting?"

I smiled as he walked back up the ladder. As he taped the sign up, he said to me, "So, Jesse told me some weird lady was in your kitchen last night."

I leaned up against the wall and said, "Since when do you talk to Jesse?"
He smiled and said, "Since you've been out of the picture."

I looked at him hurt, "Aw thanks, Paul. Replacing me as the object of your affections?"
I smiled at him as he came back down the ladder, "Now, don't go jumping to conclusions, my love."

I handed him another sign, and said, "You remember that lady I told you about? The one that told me I was a mediator?" I could almost hear her correcting me now. THE Mediator.

"Yeah." Paul said, climbing back up. "What about her?"
"Well, she magically appears in my kitchen last night telling me that 'things aren't as they seem' and that 'your benevolance will be your downfall."

"Sounds like a lot of bull to me." He said, not looking down.
"Yeah, well." I said, sitting down on the floor, just below him, clutching the signs in my hands. "It's just, she was right about the whole mediator thing...why couldn't she be right about this?"

Paul was smiling as he said, "I think your worrying too much, Suze." He was reaching for another sign. After I handed it to him, he said, "What did Jesse say about it?"

I smiled and said, "What do you think he said?"
Paul went back up to hanging, and even thought his back was turned, I could tell he was smiling. "Oh, I don't know. 'No, Susannah. It's too dangerous. You shouldn't be doing this alone...' Something along the lines of that?"

I beamed up at him and said, "Bingo."
He hopped back down and said, "Seriously though. Have you talked to Father Dom about it?"
I shook my head as he pulled me up. "No. I mean, he's just as bad as Jesse. Overreacting and stuff."

I followed Paul back down to the student council room to get more signs.
"Where's the-" He spotted the tape and tossed it to me. I caught it and he said, "What do you think?"

"About what?" I asked him, taping the signs.
"What do you think you should do?"

"No idea. I guess first we should find out who this Ricardo guy is." I said, fixing the 'S' in Spring. I laid the marker down, and Paul asked, "De Silva has no memory of anyone named that?"

I shook my head, "No. I was thinking that he could have been born after Jesse, but Jesse was the only male de Silva left."

"His sisters could have kept their last names." Paul pointed out as he hopped on to the table, swinging his legs back and forth.

"True." I said, holding up the sign to see how it looked. "But still though."
"Yeah, you're right." He said, taking it from me.

Just as he did that, Father Dom's voice came over the intercom: "Would all members of the student council please report to my office? Thank you."

I looked at Paul who asked, "Did you or Kelly plan a meeting?"
"No."

When we walked into Father D's office, everyone looked up at us. It took me a minute to place who wasn't here, but I did.

Kelly.

"Thank you, children." Father Dom said as Paul and I sat down, sadly, in our 'usual' seats. "Well, as some of you may know..." He looked over at Debbie who for some reason was elected class rep. "Our president has asked to resign."

"Why?" I asked. Father Dom looked at me and said, "For her own reasons. So, you know what that means. Susannah, you will now step up as president, and the reamaining council members will vote on the new vice president."

He handed out our ballots, and...

"Congrats new VP." Debbie said to Paul as we walked out of the office. He smiled at her, but as soon as she was gone, he stuck his tongue out.

"Slut." He muttered. I hit his arm, and he said, "Well, you know that it's true."
"Yeah." I laughed. But then I remembered, "I wonder why Kelly stepped down."

"Dunno." Paul said, making his way to our lunch table. "It would take something pretty big to make that princess step down from anything that puts her above anyone else."

"Yeah." I said, looking out at the ocean. I got out of my little daze, and opened my math folder up and began working on my homework that I didn't do.

"No, Susie-Q." Paul said, pointing down to my paper. "If you divide on that side, you've got to divide on the other side too."

"Gosh." I said, erasing it and watching my pile of eraser shavings get bigger and bigger.

"You will never believe what I just heard!" Cee said, coming to our table. She slammed her books down on our desk so hard, that me and Paul both jumped, and I nearly knocked Paul over.

I smiled at him, and sat back up. "What?"
"Well, you know..." She said, "Being on the newspaper staff, we here lots of stuff." And that they did. "Well, I heard why Kelly stepped down."

Suddenly, Paul was interested. "Why?"
Cee blushed when she saw Paul was talking to her, "Well...ok, her dad's super rich and all that and he has a company over in Spain with one of his friends that he used to go to college with."

"Cee." I said.
She smiled and said, "Sorry. Anyway, his friend is going through a really tough time. So, Mr. Prescott took in their son."

"OK. So what does this have to do with anything?" I asked her as Paul fixed my math problem.
"Well, Mr. Prescott apparently walked in on his friend's son and Kelly."

Paul snorted and said, "I always knew she was a wh-ow!" He put his hand over his arm, where I had just hit him. I looked back at Cee and said, "So, why did she have to step down?"

"She's spending a month in Virginia on a farm with her aunt." Cee said with a smile.
"Just add another dumb blonde, and it could be the Simple Life." Paul said, handing me my paper back.

"Thanks." I said to him. To Cee I said, "An affair with a hot Spanish guy."
"Sound familiar?" Paul asked me, smiling.

"You just indirectly called Jesse hot." I said, smiling back at him. He narrowed his eyes and said to Cee, "So, what was his name? Diego?"

I rolled my eyes as Cee said, "Ricky, I think. I was actually going to ask if he was related to Jesse, Suze."
That wiped the smile off of Paul's face, "Why?"

Cee took a sip of her Diet Coke and said, "Jesse's last name is de Silva, right?"
"Yeah." I said, shocked at how shaky my voice had gotten.

"Well, Eric...you know Eric, the advisor? Well, he told me that was Ricky's last name." She said, like it was no big deal.

Because to her, it wasn't.

But to me, well, it was a huge deal.
I glanced at Paul who smiled as he leaned back on his chair and said, "Let's call Jesse and go save the world!"

Yep.
Because that's what we were going to do.

Save the world...

Or die trying.

Hopefully, it will be the first...but I have a bad feeling it won't be...

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