Author's Note: Right, so it's been awhile again. I started this as a sophomore in high school and now I'm a freshman in college. It's still a great story and I hope everyone likes it. My grammar has improved and so has my writing in general, so I hope it's closer to that of Meg Cabot's.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters. They are Meg Cabot's.

I've never been on the back of a motorcycle before. It's a rush, I'll tell you that. At first, I was still freaking out, I mean, I had just found out that somebody has top secret files on me and my abilities, if it was you, you would freak too. Plus, Rob is going really fast, I mean really really fast. I kind of like it, not to mention I'm holding on really tight, and Rob has nice abs. Not as nice as Jesse's, but who's are?

So, Rob and I are headed to see this Dr. Krantz guy and find out what exactly the FBI knows about me. Personally, I wish Jesse were here. When he was a ghost, I would just think of him and poof! He would be right next to me. Well, that's not the case anymore; he has a body and has to travel like the rest of us.

I really badly wanted to call him, to make sure he was alright and make sure my family was alright. But, Jess was right; I need to talk to Dr. Krantz.

Rob pulled up to what looked like an army base. I've never been to an army base before, so I'm only assuming. I was expecting to see some more ghosts here, but surprisingly, there weren't any.

"Who are you here to see?" Some official military guy asked us as we tried to enter.

"Dr. Krantz." I said.

"Why?"

Um… Well, I need to see Dr. Krantz to tell him that I'm also in that file that you guys are looking for and I could possibly be of assistance if the Feds would tell me exactly what was going on. Yeah, I'm so telling another person what I freak I can be.

"Jessica Mastraini sent us." Rob said. He could tell I didn't know what to say.

"Come this way."

Rob and I were led to an office. A very professional looking man wearing glasses sat behind a desk and he was apparently arguing with someone on the phone.

"No. We need to, don't cut me off! Listen, we're…, no, no, and NO! Look, we are trying; I have some kids in my office. No, they're not mine. I'm not having family time during a time like this. Look, I will talk to you later. Now, who are you?" Dr. Krantz asked us.

"Rob Wilkins, Jess'…" Rob started. "Oh, yes, you're Jessica's boyfriend. I would expect for you to be with her. Not here, with… Who are you?"

"Susannah Simon."

"Susannah, I'm sorry it doesn't ring a bell. I really have a lot to do, so if you wouldn't mind telling me why you are here?" Dr. Krantz started to sort the things on his desk as if he was getting ready to leave. This really annoyed me for some reason. I mean, this day is easily going down as the worst in my life, I mean, I had just seen the guy earlier this day and he can't even remember me?

"Dr. Krantz, I'm having a really bad day and I'm hoping you might be able to tell me why my day has sucked. Now, if you don't sit down and answer my questions you will be sorry." Ok, slightly dramatic, but he was being rude. Rob looked at me like he was impressed, and then just smiled, which made me blush a little. I mean, I love my boyfriend, but I'm not blind. Rob is cute, it's hard to deny.

"Are you threatening me?" Dr. Krantz asked me. Do we really have to go through this?

"Yes. I am, but I need you to answer my questions. And be honest, because I can make your life a living hell. It's as simple as that. I know you know who I am, but I want to know what you know about me." I stood my ground, Dr. Krantz looked uncomfortable and taken back, while Rob just crossed his arms and smiled.

"Fine, you win. I'm not suppose to tell you this but I don't see another option. I do know who you are and what you can do. You can communicate with the dead. I have no doubt you could easily make my life a living hell. I'll assume you found out about the files, but may I ask how?" Dr. Krantz was now stiff. It was intimidating.

"Ben, the driver of the postal truck, told me. He blamed his death on me, on Jess, and on my boyfriend." I'm once again wishing Jesse was here. He would be able to get the information out of this guy without any problem. He's just magical when it comes to those things.

"Wait. He mentioned your boyfriend? Oh my, this means, but it couldn't be, we had him checked…" Dr. Krantz was mumbling to himself. His eyes widened when I mentioned my boyfriend.

"Dr. Krantz, what's going on?" Rob asked. I was trying to listen to the mumbling, but it was hard to understand.

"Mr. Wilkins, Miss Simon, this is very scary new information. We had no idea the Mr. Henderson had looked at those files. I have no idea why he looked at them. My best guess, based on what we have discovered so far, is that those files are going to be sold to the highest bidder on the black market. I now believe that Mr. Henderson was going to sell those files. Someone or some group wanted them badly enough to kill him. Now we just have to discover who." Dr. Krantz told us.

Rob stiffened.

"Why?" I asked.

"That's an excellent question Miss Simon,"

"It's Suze." I have a feeling I'm going to be working with him.

"Alright, how about Susannah instead of Miss Simon then. Well, once again I can only guess, but a lot of people would love to use any of the abilities mentioned in those folders. Find missing loved ones, talking to those who have passed, and many others." Dr. Krantz looked like he wanted to say more, but seemed to stop himself.

"Dr. Krantz, what else aren't you telling us?" I asked. As if this wasn't bad enough, there was more to come.

"Some people… well; they believe that psychics shouldn't exist."

"I'm not a psychic."

"Fine. These people believe that people with 'special abilities' aren't natural. They would want to rid the world of anything they consider unnatural, including psychics." Dr. Krantz finished.

I just had to sit down. So many thoughts went through my head. I need to call Jesse. I need to make sure my family is safe, my family… What do I tell them? Hi, Mom. I just found out that some bad people might want to hurt me because I can see and speak to the dead, so until the feds work this out, I need you and Andy to relocate with the family, so you're not in danger. Yea, that would work. Not.

"So, what can I do?" I asked him. My voice was shaking slightly.

"Well, I know this isn't the right time, but I would love to know more about Jesse." Dr. Krantz said. I knew what he meant, he wanted to know where and how Jesse came to be. I really don't understand it myself, it had to deal with some time-travel and some shifting, but that's another story.

"You're right. This isn't the right time. What else can I do other than tell you about my boyfriend?" I said.

"Go home. We'll have people watching over you and your home in Carmel till the situation is better." Dr. Krantz said. Shit, this day really does keep getting better and better.

"That's not possible, Dr. Krantz. I would rather not get my family involved in this."

"But, Susannah, they might need protection." Dr. Krantz tried to tell me.

"Well, you see, what they don't know about can't hurt them." Only my youngest step-brother has any idea what I can do.

"Wait, your parents don't know? You really weren't kidding when you said you never told anybody about seeing dead people." Rob chipped in. I could only give a guilty look. I never felt the need to tell them.

"So, I'm staying here in Indiana. And if I can't assist you, I won't be involved in your investigation." I said to Dr. Krantz.

"Well, I think that's for the best. Thank you for your time Susannah." Dr. Krantz replied and showed Rob and I the exit.

While walking back to Rob's bike, Rob asked. "You're really not getting involved in this?"

I just stopped and smiled, I would have thought that he had been with Jess long enough to know I was bending the truth.

"I said I wouldn't be involved in their investigation, it doesn't mean we won't start our own investigation." I said with a smile, I know I had an awful day, but I couldn't help myself.

"So, where are we off to now? Are we meeting up with Jess?" Rob asked.

"Not yet, I need you to take me somewhere first." I said.

"Where?" He asked.

"To the cornfield where Jess and I found Ben's body. I felt he wasn't the only spirit there. Maybe someone else saw something." I told him.

"The more time I spend with you, the more I see the similarities." He said.

"Just drive."

End note: AHHH! I hope you enjoy. I can't believe I'm in college. I just finished my first semester. I find it amazing that I started this story when I was a sophomore in high school. Well, I've only gotten good reviews, so I hope they continue. If you have suggestions, please let me know!