Hi Guys!

I know, I know. Throw something at me, if you must. It has been a long time but I have more of a direction for the story so hopefully I'll get into updating this story more frequently. Which Slater is nearly finished so this is next on the agenda.

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Suze

Jeez Louise. I was so dead. Dancing was actually very fun and seeing Jesse attempt to do a Justin Timberlake move was even funnier.

We finally made our way home and up to Gina's apartment. I swear, if Gina is going to have me doing activities like this everyday, someone punch me.

She's just so energetic. I don't get it. I really want to find her a date. Like REALLY bad. She's so beautiful and has all the right attitude. I just don't know where to look.

She used to be the one getting ALL the attention, and yet I manage to be engaged first.

It's crazy how things turn out. You think someone will turn out to be really successful but then they marry at 18, have five kids, then divorce and live in a run down motel.

I mean, what the hell? Gina will find someone. I know she will. Like I said, it usually happens when you're not looking for it.

Anyway, I climbed up the stairs behind Gina, half asleep and suddenly tripped. I gasped and just in time, Jesse caught me. I blushed furiously.

"Querida, you're too tired to climb up those stairs." And so he scooped me up and carried me with his sexy, strong arms. I leaned my head into his chest and closed my eyes as he kissed my forehead. "Te Amo, Querida."

I smiled and listened to his heart beat. "I love you, too."

Jesse carried me all the way to the bedroom and shut the door behind him with his foot, while still holding me.

He is such a great guy. Sexy, sweet and able to multi-task. I admire him so much.

He gently placed me on the bed and took my boots off slowly so that he wouldn't wake me. I pretended to be asleep and when he started pulling away, after giving me a soft kiss good night, I grabbed his shirt front and pulled him down onto me.

I pressed my lips to his, passionately. To say he was stunned would be an understatement but he didn't object. He kissed me back with double the amount of passion. I moaned in pleasure. He trailed kisses down my neck and to my collar bone and back up to my ear to nibble it and back to my mouth.

He went back to kissing my neck, so I ran my fingers through his crisp, black hair and mumbled his name.

"You look so beautiful tonight, Querida." He said in between each kiss.

"So do you." A smile played on my lips.

Might I just add that his kisses were getting lower and lower down my chest? The dress definitely did something for me.

"Are you complementing yourself on your outfit choice?" He laughed slightly, his hot breath tickling my collar bone.

I smiled at that. "Maybe. But I must say, the necklace makes it look that much sexier."

I went to unbutton his shirt and got half way through when he asked me a daunting question.

"Where did you get the necklace, by the way?" I just lay there, wondering what I could say.

"Um, I told you. I got it from a shop back in Carmel before we left. Just for a present, you know?"

He noticed I had stopped undoing his shirt and sensed something was wrong. His muscles tensed and he rolled off me.

He can ALWAYS see through my lies. Why? Was I that bad of an actor?

I turned to look at him. "Susannah. Please don't lie to me. It hurts me that you would do such a thing. Can you not trust me?" He asked, a look of concern plastered on his face.

"Jesse! Of course I trust you! Why wouldn't I trust you?" I took his arm and wrapped it around me and was going to snuggle up to him but he pulled away and sat on the edge of the bed, elbows resting on his knees.

"Susannah, please. Just tell me what it is that you are hiding. What are you afraid of?"

It was crushing me. It really was. Why couldn't I just tell him? What WAS I afraid of? Honestly, how much worse can I get at being a fiancé? He really should know. I want him to know, but I know he'll overreact.

I sighed and sat next to him. "Jesse, I CAN'T. They asked me not to. And I can't break my confidentiality with them. I promised-"

"But you promised me that you'd be honest first." He tilted my chin upwards so that I could look into his eyes. I melted in that chocolate brown gaze of his. "Susannah, Querida. You must tell me. It is killing me, not knowing."

"Jesse, I DO want you to know. I just know how you'll react. And I don't want you doing anything rash."

"Susannah. TELL me. Please. I promise, I'll try not to over react."

"Um, you've kind of already over reacted before I've told you."

He ran a hand through his hair and stood up. He muttered something in Spanish that I'm sure was some form of swearing.

"It's him, isn't it? What did he do to you, Susannah?" He asked, half yelling.

"Jesse, be quiet. Gina's in the next room…"

"What did he DO?" He demanded.

"Jesse, please. It wasn't his fault. Don't get mad. I knew this would happen." I walked up to him and took his hands in mine. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I opened them again and looked into his eyes.

"Susannah!" He warned.

"Jesse, what I'm about to say may have a great impact on how you feel about Paul, even more than it does now. That is because what I'm about to tell you is completely and totally weird and you may not believe me but it's true."

I took another breath. "Jesse, you know how we haven't heard from Paul in a while? I mean, in a LONG time?"

He nodded.

"Well, that's not entirely true. I have been having visits from him quite regularly-"

"WHAT?" He wrenched his hands from mine and made his way over to the window and leant against the sill. "Susannah! How could you not tell me THAT?! Of course I am going to over react, he's a monster. What about his girlfriend, Hannah?" He turned back to look at me. "And you're ENGAGED! To ME! We're supposed to be honest with each other. I mean, what if-"

"JESSE! Calm down, ok? It's not like that. If you would let me finish, I could fill you in on EVERYTHING! Ok? So be quiet and listen."

I took another breath and launched the missile so fast to get it out of my mouth and over with.

"Jesse, Paul Slater has been visiting me because he is not his normal self. Actually it's a rather extraordinary story because I was at home alone one day because my bookings finished early and so I was making myself a toasted sandwich when who should show up but Paul. Only it wasn't normal, alive Paul. This Paul was shimmering so brightly that I just knew he wasn't one of us anymore and I just had to help him and I know it seems that he tried to kill me once and tried to make a pass at me but he really needs my help and so I've been helping him try and move on for the past few weeks. Oh, Jesse, I wanted to tell you but I didn't know how or when and then this reunion came and it was like "oh, I'll wait for the right moment" and I'm SOOOOOOO sorry it's taken me so long to tell you but I just KNEW you'd go murderous and try and kill him even though that's impossible seeing as he's already dead. But I know that wouldn't stop you and-"

Jesse pecked me on the lips. "Susannah, that was quite a speech but I did not hear any of what you said besides "shimmering and Paul"." He smiled down at me and then realization dawned on him.

"Wait one moment, Querida. Paul Slater? A ghost? Querida, this is really quite major. But, why didn't you just tell me before? We could have worked through it together. I don't want you getting hurt by him. If I had been there by your side, we could have gotten it over with and him out of our lives." I blinked at him.

"Jesse, I couldn't tell you. Paul asked me not too. And that sounds different than how it is but I wasn't supposed to tell you anything. Paul doesn't want anyone to know how or why he's dead. He didn't want to put anyone else in danger."

"But what about you, Querida. He's putting you in danger. I mean, if he wanted to put someone in danger, wouldn't he have seeked my help? Because I do remember that he seems to hate me, and I quote, 'with the burning passion of a thousand suns.'"

I blinked again and then turned a deep shade of red. "Because, Jesse. He knows how much you mean to me and if you were put in harms way and I was unhappy, he said he wished he had killed himself. I know it seems a little romantic on his part, but he doesn't want me to be unhappy even if you were the reason for keeping me happy." I looked away, the look in his eyes getting too intense for me.

He cupped a hand on the cheek I had just turned away and turned it back. "Did he really say that?" He asked, quietly and stroked my cheek with his thumb. I leant into his hand and nodded.

"I would never have thought Paul Slater to have feelings." He sighed and leaned in to kiss me when someone glowed beside me.

"Suze?" The familiar voice asked.

"Paul, not now." I said, quietly.

"It's not Paul, it's Toby." I snapped my head around to look at him.

"Toby? How'd you find me?" He bit his lip and looked down at his feet.

"Well, I kind of followed you home. I mean, not in a bad way. I just…I thought about what you said and…well, I'm prepared for you to help me." He then looked up at me.

"You sure?" I smirked.

He nodded and looked at Jesse. "Oh, this is Jesse, my fiancé. Jesse, this is Toby, one of my old, high school acquaintances."

They shook hands, Toby muttered a thanks and dematerialized. I looked at Jesse.

"Querida, did you just co-operate with a ghost?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"You're learning, Susannah. Congratulations." He pulled me closer and closer and kissed me again.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and he picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and just kept kissing him. I finished unbuttoning his shirt just in time to reach the bed. He placed me on the bed for the second time tonight and crawled over the top of me, supporting himself on his hands which were placed on either side of my head. His shirt was completely off and my hands started exploring every crack and crevice of his insanely chiseled body. As his hand started creeping up my leg and under my dress he stopped, rolled over and turned the lamp off.

"Good night, Querida."

I sighed and mumbled a good night to him before getting up to take off my dress. I climbed into bed with only a bra and underwear on and was out like a light.