Hey guys! I gotta hurry and post this because our school's play is in like...an hour and I'm not even in my
costume yet, which can't be good...
Oh, well. Jesse's totally more important, right?

But my drama teacher won't be too pleased with me if I'm late.
What's my excuse?
Drooling over a totally hot Latino ex-ghost, duh! What else would I be doing?

Anways, if I had time, I would thank each of my lovely reviewers personally, but I don't.
So here is a mass thank you!

THANK YOU!

Love ya'll!
-Autumn-

I walked over to meet Josie as she kneeled down and cried. "Jo, what's wrong?"
She looked up, her dark eyes filled up with tears, and said-

"Querida? You ok?" I opened my eyes and looked up to see Jesse.
I rubbed my eyes and said, "Yeah, I'm fine."

I shifted in my super uncomfortable airplane seat. Jesse laughed and wrapped his arms around me, bringing me closer. "That better?"
I smiled against his chest and said, "Yeah, much better."

I turned to look out the window, thinking about something that really confused me. I mean, what happened to Josie? She was obviously not in this world, the real world...

Just as I thought that, the airplane phone rang. Seriously. You know those phones they have because you can't use your cell phone? And who the heck knows their phone number?

"Hey, sweetheart." Came that voice. I groaned when I heard that fake British accent of hers. "So, I heard your question, and I can answer it."
"You read my mind?" I asked her, sharply. Because I think about a lot of stuff I shouldn't sometimes.

Ok, um...not like that, you fruitloop.
"You're wondering where you friend is, correct?"

"Yeah." I said, as Jesse looked at me like the phone had just turned into a squid.
"Well, Ricardo's an idiot-"

What gave you the first clue?

"-and he decided when he found out that Jesse brought you back here, he would destroy your previous world."

"No!" I gasped. Causing Jesse to jump beside me. He pulled his iPod ear phones out and stared at me as he asked, "What the hell?"
Well, I guess when Jesse and I jumped, we forgot who was behind us. Paul (who had come along with Cee for 'moral' support) was scared to death of flying and-

"OH MY GOSH! TURBULANCE!!! WE ARE GOING TO DIE!" He had so obviously been asleep.
"Paul-"

"AHHHHHHH!" He said, grasping his seat belt.
"Paul-"

"OH MY OH MY-" He stopped and smiled at me and said, "We're not shaking."
Jesse shook his head sympathetically and turned back to his iPod.

"What was that?" Madam Zara asked me. Resisting the urge to say 'Shouldn't you know?' I said, "Continue."

"Ok, well see, the Jesse and friends you knew in that world were created by Ricardo to make you think that you were in your real world. All except for Josephina. I'm not quite sure why, but for some reason, he actually brought her spirit back, as you did Jesse's, so she could live in that world. Though I don't understand why he didn't do that with the whole 'de Silva' family."

"So where is she? She's not-"
"No, no no. She's not dead. She's in a prison, I guess you could say, in the fourth dimension, which is-"
"-time." I finished for her. "How do I get her out?"

"There's a key. No one, not even me, knows what it looks like. But you'll know it when you see it. But no one knows what it looks like unless you've already seen it."

Yeah, lady. That makes sense.
What movie was where there was an island that 'no one could find unless they've already been there'?
Ah, yes. My favorite movie.

But does that really make sense? I mean, if you don't know where it is unless you've already been there then who found it? I mean, someone had to know where it was, right? But they had to find it, but if they knew where it was they would have already been there which they weren't because they just found it.

And I know that was a Disney movie, but still. You think they would make it actually make sense.
So if no one knows what it looks like unless you've already seen it then who's to say you haven't already seen it you just didn't think you've seen it because you didn't know what it looks like.

"Yeah, well I've got to go." I muttered.
"No one likes a liar, darling." She said.

I smiled and said, "Well, Jesse obviously does since he's dating me." And then I hung up.

"What was that all about?" Jesse asked when I laid my head back on his shoulder. I sighed and said, "Something stupid."

Paul was in the back, humming along to Christina Aguilera's CandyMan. Why he had that song on his iPod, I will never know.

"OK, ladies and gentlemen, we are getting ready to land. If you would buckle your seatbelts."

"Turbulance." Paul whispered.
"Paul, shut up." Cee said, smacking his arm. Paul smirked when he saw a little boy looking at him, scared out of his mind.
"Paul!" I said, putting my seat belt on.

"What?" He laughed, "-it's funny." He looked back at the little boy and made himself shake. I gaped at him, horrified. Jesse just sighed as if he wasn't at all surprised, which he probably wasn't.

"You disgust me, Slater." Cee hissed at him, making Jesse laugh.
When Jesse did that, Paul shot a glare at him and said, "What's so funny, de Silva?"

"Nothing." Jesse said, holding back laughs.

"Something is." Paul said, kicking Jesse's chair. "Unless you and Suze are playing footsie over there."
Jesse rolled his eyes and said, "I thought you said you didn't need my help."

Paul looked taken back when he said that. Jesse didn't notice (Or didn't care) as he said, "Because, Paulie, you have a weird way of gett- OW! WHAT THE HELL?"

Jesse turned around and looked at Paul. I sighed and pushed Jesse back in his seat, buckling him back up. Paul was laughing, since he had just kicked Jesse's chair so hard, it was hard to tell if it was him or if we were having turbulance.

Jesse mumbled something under his breath as Paul bounced happily along to his iPod.
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"Canyman, candyman-"

Jesse groaned as he tried to ignore Paul as we walked out to our taxi. Cee closed her eyes and I bit my lip from trying to say anything.
"Candyman, candyman."

Jesse looked over at me, but I just shook my head. "He's a one stop shop, makes my panties drop-"

Thank youl, Paul. I will never eat again.

Jesse groaned at that mental image. I took Jesse's hand and led him farther up in front of Paul, not wanting another fiight to break out.But Paul just sung louder. "He's a one stop shop, makes my cherry pop-"

We all cringed at that line.

"He's a one stop shop, makes my cherry po-HEY!" Paul yelled, looking at Jesse like he had just killed Jack or something and was now dangling his mangled body in front of him.
Yeah, you can put the straight jacket and the needle down now, hun. Thanks.
"And that is where it ends, Slater." Jesse said, pulling the ear phones out of Paul's ears and shoving the iPod back at him. "I never want to hear you say that again." He said, giving a disgusted cringe as he walked past him.

I laughed as I caught up to Jesse, forgetting temporarily that I was here in New York for a funeral. When it hit me, Jesse must have seen it in my face since he said, "Are you ok, querida?"

I looked up at him, trying to hide my sad face with a smile and said, "Yeah, of course."
He didn't look convinced, but pulled me close to him and kissed the top of my head.

Paul laughed and sang, "Jesse's a one stop shop, makes Suze's cherry- Ok, I was kidding. Jesse! I WAS KIDDING!! SUUUUUZE!" He ran off when Jesse broke away from me and took off running after a squealing Paul.

I sighed as Cee came up to stand beside me and said, "All we need now is a hot tub." Cee smiled at me and said, "I'm sure there's one at the hotel."

I laughed too as I put my bags in the car. "SUZE!" Paul yelled out as Jesse neared him.
"Jesse!" I said. "HECTOR!" I yelled at him.

Jesse looked up from the sprawled out Paul who was laying on the ground and said, "What?"
"I'm suppossed to be the immature one!" I said, yanking him to his feet. "Gosh, would you just not?"

"Why aren't you getting mad at him? He started it!" Jesse said, acting like a five year old. They both were, though I don't think a five year old would know what a- yeah...

"And Paul-" I said, looking at Paul who was beaming at me. "If I ever hear you say cherry pop again, I will personally kill you."
"I'll just come back to haunt you." Paul said, smirking as we made our way back to the taxi.

"That's getting really over used." I said in a tired voice as I got in beside Jesse.

"I know-" Paul said, following me. He smirked as he finished, "Cherry pop." Which was followed my Jesse smacking him against the head.

I sighed and looked out the window, watching as it began to rain. "Move, Paul!" Cee shrieked as she pushed him over, shielding her hair from the rain with her purse.

I looked back out the window at my mom. Her and Andy were getting into the taxi behind us. I haven't seen her this upset since...

...well, since the day my dad died.

Jesse put his hand on my knee, and gave it a gentle squeeze as we pulled away from the airport's parking lot.
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Where am I?

I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move...

I was in darkness.

Complete darkness.

No where to run.

No one to help me.

I was stuck.

In an invisible force field of some kind.

I was slowly slipping to unconsiousness.

I couldn't breathe...

...I couldn't live.

"JESSE!" Was all that escaped her lips as she sank down into the darkness.

It wasn't me dying after all.

Time was running out.

"Suze?" Came a startled voice. "Suze?" It came again. This time it wasn't startled, it was down right scared to death. (excuse the lame pun)
I opened my eyes. I was wet from the cold sweat I had broken into. Cee was over me, looking down with a worried expression. Her face was as white as a ghost. (You know what to excuse)

"I'm going to go get your mom." She said, walking from my bed to the door. I gathered all the strength I could to choke out, "NO!"
She turned back around and stared at me like I was holding a gun to my head or something.

I was so out of it, for all I knew, I probably was.

"No." I said in a quieter, less agressive voice.
"Well, at least let me get Jesse." Cee said, compromising.

I nodded, and she left our hotel room. Leaving me alone, and shaking as I pulled the covers over my head.

"Querida?" Came that silky soft voice of his. I pulled the covers down, and he put his hand on my forhead. "Querida, you're burning up." He sat down beside me... did I mention he didn't have a shirt on?

Wow, Cee must have really scared him, because (being the gentleman that he is) he doesn't like having his shirt off in front of girls...other than me...

Whatever.

Drool time over.

Well...maybe in a few minutes...

"Susannah?" He asked me. I raised my gaze back up and smiled at him. "Querida, what's wrong?" He asked that in the sweetest, gentlest voice that I had ever heard him use.

Cee looked at Jesse and said, "I'll be outside if you..." She looked at me and said, "You know, some weird demon appears and wants to cut out your heart or something."

Jesse looked at her expressionless. She shrugged with a smile as she said, "Hey. Blame your girlfriend."

When the door shut behind her, Jesse turned back to me and said, "Susannah, querida, what is it?"
"She's dying." I muttered.

"Querida, she's already-"
"Not my grandmother!" I said, tears coming to my eyes. "Not her..."

He looked shocked as I got out of bed and walked to the window. He sighed and said, "Who is it? Who's dying?"
I shook my head, as if wanting all the tears to go away.

"Susannah-"
"Jesse, just leave me alone."
It was silent for a minute. I thought he did leave, but a moment later he said, "Have I ever left you alone before?" I felt a hand go on my shoulder as he said, "Who's dying?"

"You won't believe me." I whispered.
He chuckled softly as he said, "Querida. I used to be a ghost. Now I'm a human. We see and talk to ghosts. I think I'll believe you."

"She's dying in the fourth dimension." I said, looking out at the view of Times Square we had from our hotel.
"Who?" Jesse asked again, surprisingly not getting irratated with me yet for not answering.

"Josie." I whispered, quieter than I was before.

That's when the room went dead silent. No pun intended. I mean, DEAD silent.

I looked back at his shocked expression. He was waiting for me to go on. So, I did.
"Josephina." I said, looking into his intense dark eyes (something I rarely do). "Ricky's keeping her up there." I said, pointing up for want of a better direction.

"Josephina?" He asked in a toneless voice. I nodded and he said, "How do you know?"
I turned to the window and said, "I saw her." I whispered quietly to myself so he couldn't hear me as I said, " I was her."

"In the fourth dimension?" He asked with a laugh, though not one of humor. I nodded as he leaned against the wall, lost in thought..."Jesse?" I asked him. He became solid again in the passenger seat and said, "Yes, querida?"

"The forth dimension." I said, looking up at him.
He crossed his arms over his white, poofy shirt and asked with a smirk, "What about it?"

"What is it?" I asked him.
His smirk wiped away as he said, "Time."

"Time?" I repeated. "That's it?"

He nodded and said, "Yes. That's it. Just time." He looked back up at me and said, "Why do you ask? For school?"
"Oh, yeah. For school."

He shook his head and said, "The things they teach at school these days. Well, goodnight querida."

And after a quick peck on the lips, he dematerialized.

I looked back at Jesse, who looked hadn't really looked like this since...well, a long time.
I tried to walk over to him, but I fell.

"Susannah!"

That was the last thing I heard before...

Complete darkness.

I couldn't see...

...I couldn't breathe.

And time was running out.

Ah. So light hearted and fun with Paul's version of Candyman, then
BAM!
Tee hee...

But honestly, if you think I'm going too fast, tell me and I'll slow down.
I'm just trying to hurry and get chapter 21 up, which you probably figured out will be the turning point of the story.

So, off to the play I go.
Seriously, watch me really 'break a leg'...
Ouch.

Anways, I won't be able to update 'till Saturday because we have to different performances of this stupid play tomorrow.
And Saturday?
Well...
After two and a half months..
I AM A FREE WOMAN!
Love you guys!

XOXOXO
-SASTMJ