Author's note: Wow. It's been two years. Sorry it took so long. I'm now a senior in high school, and busy with so many other things. I thought about updating this story after the 5th and final 1-800-Where-R-You cam out. This, of course, takes place before that. I have had the plot in my head all along, but I've never written it. Since I haven't written any fan fiction in two years, please bear with me while I get back in the habit. So here it is.

Disclaimer: These are not my characters. They belong to Ms. Cabot.

Ben was sitting on the hood of his truck. He was still in his postal uniform.

I saw Jess run over to the truck, and look inside it. "They're not there." She had muttered to herself, but loud enough for me to hear it. I turned my attention back towards Ben.

"I wasn't supposed to die." He said, with this very angry look on his face.

"Do you know who killed you?" If I could bring justice to his killers, maybe he could move on, and I could help Jess find those missing files. It would be pretty great to help without getting my nose too dirty.

"You."

"Excuse me?" I know I might beat up a ghost occasionally, but I have never killed anyone.

"You and all you little psychic friends. If I hadn't been delivering those files about you and your boyfriend and that girl over there, I would still be alive!" He was angry, but it took me two seconds to realize what he had just said.

"WHAT?" I jumped up as I felt the color drain from my face. Immediately, Ben disappeared, but I didn't care. Those files… The FBI knew about me, they knew about Father Dom, they knew about Jesse. How could they know, how much do they know?

Jess said that the files had a lot of personal information in them. Could Jesse be in danger?

Jess came towards me and asked, "Suze, what's wrong? Was that the dead driver you were talking to? Did he tell you where the files are?" All I could do was look at her. This was now so much bigger then just her. I was involved, my family and my life as I know it could all be in danger.

"I need to make a call." I was starting to shake.

"To who?" She was looking me directly in the eye.

"Get out of my way." I had to call Father Dom and let him know what was happening, I had to call Jesse and make sure he was alright.

"No. Not until some of my questions are answered." She wasn't letting up. I wasn't willing to fight.

"Who do you need to call?" She asked again. I debated if I should lie to her, but I had a feeling I was going to need her help.

"I need to make two calls, if you must know. One call to my principal, another to my boyfriend." I could barely get those words out, for some reason.

"Why?" Rob asked. I'm not sure if Jess filled him in while I was talking to Ben, I'm assuming she did.

"Those files," I looked at Jess, "You're not the only one these people know about. The also have files on my principal, my boyfriend, and myself."

"Why would the FBI have files on you?" Rob asked.

I let out a deep sigh; my so much has happened to me in the past day. I've never told anyone this, not even my own family. "I will only tell you if you swear you two won't tell another living human as long as you live." My secret will hopefully stay somewhat secret.

"We need each others help. I think we have the right to know." Jess said. She had this very serious look on her face, but she was right.

"My principal, Father Dominic, my boyfriend, Jesse, and myself, we are mediators." I've actually have never said that before. It felt really odd to be sitting in some garage telling my secret to two people I barely knew.

"So, what? You're psychic like Jess?" Rob said.

"No," Well, I wasn't, not really, "I was born with the ability to see and communicate and occasionally kick butt with the dead." I could have told them the whole truth, about me being a shifter, but I don't know what was in that file. So, I didn't tell them everything. It might be better this way.

"So, the bad guys have files on you and me. What's next?" Jess said.

"I'm not sure, but after making my phone calls, I would like to talk whoever is in charge this case and ask how they know about me." I just really wanted to hear Jesse voice, and him telling me it would be alright. Rob was here to comfort Jess, I needed Jesse.

"Okay. Here's what we're going to do." Jess said, "Rob, you're going to take Suze to see Dr. Krantz. Suze, he'll answer any questions about the case." I looked at her with my mouth open, why would Dr. Krantz say anything to me, but then I looked Rob, his expression looked similar to the one on Jesse's face when I get some crazy notion in my head.

"What about you Mastraini? What are you going to do?" Rob asked.

"I'm going to distract my mom. Then find your principal and tell him you need to talk." She looked like she had a plan.

"I guess I'll see you later." I said as Rob passed me his spare helmet.

"Guess so." Jess said walking out of the garage. I got on the back of Rob's bike, and we headed out of the garage as well.

End Note: Right, so there is another chapter. AS you can tell, the two characters are heading in different directions, so the story will not be similar from both points of view. Please Read and Review. I hope you enjoyed it.