Back by popular demand...OK, so maybe not POPULAR demand, but several people have said I should do a sequel to Hypnotised By Evil. And Wedding of Sorts, but that one has been delayed by writer's block. Plus, I've decided it's not complete, so look for updated chapters soon!

And Now, the sequel to Hypnotised By Evil: Miracle at 99 Pine Crest

Suze's POV:

I still know don't understand how or why it happened. One minute, I was lying in Jesse's arms after another night of passionate lovemaking, staring at his glowing aura around his arms, and the next, his glowing aura is gone and I can feel Jesse's heartbeat against my back.

Do not adjust your screen. You heard me right- HEARTBEAT. As in, the same kind of heartbeat I have. It was as if he had just been brought back to life. Jesse didn't seem to feel any pain- at least, he didn't double over, or start having a fit or something- and just stared at his hand.

"Do you think...I mean, is it possible-" I couldn't say the words. I didn't want to hope he'd been brought back to life, if that hope was just going to be dashed.

"I don't know, Susannah." Jesse said, sitting up. He pulled on his pants and shirt. "I'm going to try to dematerialize." Jesse tried. There was a tiny sparkle of light, but nothing significant.

"Oh my God." I said. Jesse nodded in agreement and laid back down next to me. He pulled me into his arms again and stared to nuzzle my neck. I giggled quietly and said, "Jesse...Things are gonna be different in that department now."

"What do you mean, querida?" Jesse said, still kissing my neck. Sometimes he can be a dunce.

"Well...we have to use protection now." See, since Jesse was a ghost, we didn't worry about protection. I was pretty sure you couldn't get pregnant from doing it with a ghost, and I was pretty sure Jesse didn't have any STD's or anything like that.

Jesse stopped kissing my neck. "You're right." he said, looking me in the eye. "And, I suppose, now I'll have to move out."

I thought for a moment. "Nah...We'll find some reason for why you have to stay here." I said. "I know it's not very proper, but I don't want you to leave, and if that sounds selfish, then oh well." I said, stopping myself before I started babbling.

"Susannah, after what has happened..." Jesse said, trailing off before finishing his thought. "Do you really think it's best I stay?"

"Damn straight I do." I said. "I feel safer with you around." Oh my God, did I just say that? Really? Well whatever, Jesse's beaming at me like there's no tomorrow.

Another kiss and it's time to go to sleep. Even thought it's three in the morning on a Saturday and no one's going to attempt to wake me up, unless I'm not out of bed by noon. I let mom and Andy believe I was still depressed over breaking up with Paul and being in the hospital and all that, so that's why I slept so much. Jake's the only one who knows why I'm in my room so much. He's not happy about it- mostly because Jesse's in there with me, and Jake knows about us- but he hasn't spilled on it to anyone. Because he knows I'll spill on him if he does.

So yeah, even thought it was three in the morning, I didn't really have to worry about anyone coming to check on me if I didn't get up at a certain time. My stitches were finally gone, and I had these cool scars on my side and back. Jesse claims to hate them, but I think deep down, he likes them. Or doesn't hate them as much as he claims.

"I can keep you safe, querida." Jesse purred- not really, but you know what I mean- in my ear. I felt myself melting in his arms. I pulled Jesse's face to mine and kissed him deeply.

And so started another round of kissing.

I know it's really short. Just bear with me, ok?