A.N - Okay, I've finally figured out where I'm going in this story. The two chapters after this are kinda tie-over interlude type things. Then on with the plot. I figured Jesse and Suze needed a bit of a break.

Check out my new story Temptation. I'm quite proud of it. And I'm about to post up chapter 2 to get you guys a better feel of the plot. Considering chapter 1 was introductions.

Again, Happy Easter to everyone. Hope it rocks.

Chapter 14

Thursday came much to fast for Jesse's liking. Just the thought of giving up a day of being with Susannah to spend it with someone like Paul Slater instead … Let's just say it didn't exactly fill him with warm fuzzies.

Nevertheless, he pulled up to Paul's house on Thursday ready for 'shifter' lessons.

I'm doing this for Susannah, He reminded himself as he rang the doorbell. I'm doing this for Susannah. I'm doing this for -

The door was flung open.

"De Silva," Paul greeted dryly. "Nice of you to drop by."

"If you think that I'm doing this to learn how to shift, you will be severely disappointed." Jesse announced. "I'm here because of Susannah."

Paul only rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, whatever." He left the door open for Jesse to follow in behind him.

"Drink?" Paul offered.

"Slater, I just want to get in and get out. Teach me what you want but do not keep me here longer then needed."

Paul's lips stretched into that smirk which was almost always present upon his face.

"Of course."

Then he left towards the bedroom where Suze had been just over a week before.

"Have a seat." Paul gestured to the bed while he went to collect the item he'd borrowed from the History Museum.

"Look at this." He said, handing the small portrait to Jesse.

"Susannah!" He gasped when he recognised her.

Well, It looked like Susannah. It was dated 1814 which meant that it couldn't possibly be his girlfriend. But the girl in the picture had the same flowing chestnut hair and sparkling emerald eyes.

"Not Susannah." Paul told him. "That is Isabella Martinez."

Jesse's head jerked up on hearing that. Martinez? That was Georgie's last name.

"Knew you'd catch that."

"What are you doing Paul? Why are you showing me this?" Jesse held up the portrait. "Telling me these things?"

Paul shrugged. "Just wanted to see if I could jog your memory, is all."

Jesse glared at the other boy. "Start talking, Slater. Tell me what you mean."

Paul's demeanour instantly iced. "You really want to know the truth, De Silva?"

Jesse looked at him pointedly. "If I didn't, why would I ask?"

"Fine!" Paul was practically growling. "This isn't your first life. This is none of our first lives."

Jesse looked at Paul and burst into laughter.

"Yeah…" He gasped out between laughs. "Right."

"I'm telling the truth." Paul reformed back to his cool ways. "The woman in that picture is Isabella, Georgiana's sister. Now known as Susannah."

"If you are telling the truth, why didn't Georgie tell me any of this?"

Paul laughed now.

"Like she would know," He guffawed before shooting a glare towards the other boy. "She died in 1814. You didn't come onto the scene until afterwards. She didn't know you in that lifetime."

Slowly, the information processed in Jesse's mind. He had lived before? The idea was unbelievable. Wait a minute …

"How do you know all of this, Paul?"

Paul smirked. The question he'd been waiting for.

"I went back in time to see for myself."

Jesse just stared incredulously at him.

"I don't," He informed Paul, "fully accept the re-incarnation thing, let alone the idea that time travel is possible."

Paul shrugged again. "It's true."

Jesse shook his head and stood up, collecting his school bag and car keys.

"You need help." He told Paul as he slammed out of the bedroom.

That was a total waste of time. Paul doesn't have a clue what he's on about.

Yet, somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew Paul was telling the truth. If he and Susannah had lived before, and knew each other, then it explained why he felt so connected to her.

Jesse rested his head against the cool interior of the car window, taking deep breaths as he did so. He was getting a headache.

Checking his watch, he decided it was still early enough to go and see Susannah. He started the car and drove off towards Pine Crest Avenue, in search of his Querida.