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Chapter 13: A New Beginning

Jesse and I returned to my safe haven, my home.

After this summer, I wasn't sure what would remain the same and what would be different. But for sure there were going to be some major changes. For example, Father Dom will no longer be performing his duties as a priest/principal, now he has the full time responsibility of taking care of me and Jesse, as our whitelighter. Though, I was pretty sure that it was more for his benefit than ours.

Sure enough, Paul won't be bothering us again, ever. After he convinced the Sisters that his story was one hundred percent true (truth spell, duh), he immediately fled the school without a word, only leaving a note which reassured us that it would be a very long time before we would ever hear from him again.

Then there was me and Jesse. Since the whole demon society found out we were the reincarnations of two powerful gods, apparently now we would be doomed forever to suffer onslaughts of demon attacks, due to demon ego. Oh joy. Of course, we can always call the Sisters to split the attacks.

"Hey, guys, I'm home!" I screamed into the house. No one answered; silence sent shivers down my spine. Did demons already know of our existence? Did they already find us? There was no way of telling which of my questions were correct, other than going inside and facing the problem head on.

"Querida," Jesse squeezed my shoulder lightly, "let me go in first."

"No way, Jesse. You're not going in there by yourself. I almost lost twice in one year. If a demon is in there, I will be by your side, fighting." He didn't respond verbally to my little speech, but gave a nod, showing that he would do the same thing. We stepped into the threshold together, prepared for whatever danger came our way.

"Hello?" I repeated again. There was still nothing, except light breathing from the couch. We traveled lightly over to the area, running spells through minds to find the right one for attacking. I leaned over the couch, expecting a barely alive family member, trying to explain everything in one breath.

"Oh, my God…Billie?" I mindlessly yelped. Over the couch wasn't David or Andy or Mom dying, oh no. It was Billie over Jake, making out passionately. The blonde snapped her head back and gulped deeply.

"Suze?" she asked.

"Suze?!" Jake screamed.

"Jesse?" she screamed. All of us turned into a million different shades of red but didn't address it. That was gross. I just caught Billie and my step-brother making out on the couch, on which I have some intimate moments with Jesse. Gross.

"Yeah…we'll be up stairs if you need us," I said. They didn't even hear me…they were too preoccupied with being flustered.

"You know, though it was rather embarrassing to see Billie and your brother like that…it did give me a few ideas," Jesse seductively smiled and pressed me against my door.

"Jesse, are you okay? This isn't like you." So yeah, I was kind of nervous about Jesse's behavior and oddly excited by it too. But mostly nervous. He probably had some head damage from the possession experience or torture ones (which he conveniently doesn't know that I know).

"Perhaps, but you only live once in a lifetime," he shrugged, "I don't plan on waiting for the next one to do this." He got down on one knee and looked up at me.

"Susannah, I know I don't have a ring with me or asked for your parents' permission, but will you do me the honor of marrying me?" Pure apprehension and anticipation glowed in his eyes, mine, on the other hand, sparkled with love and excitement.

"Jesse, yes, of course I will marry you!" I replied and jumped into his arms. All the fear of rejection went away and was replaced by joy. He carried me into my room, kissing and whispering sweet nothings into my ear, this went on for a few minutes until…

"Cough," a person interrupted us. Jesse gently put me back on my feet and studied the man who was lying across my bed. The man wore clothing that Brad would wear to a formal party: jeans, a "Hot Stud" t-shirt and ratty tennis shoes. His hair was long, and a beard covered his face. A part of his ear was missing…

"Jesse!" he squealed. I narrowed my eyes at him, warning him that Jesse was mine.

"Suze," he passively greeted me.

"Do you guys not recognize me? I guess you wouldn't since…" he trailed off.

"Wow, I can't believe it. Wow." He leaped off my bed and gave Jesse a hug too long for comfort.

"Pardon me for asking, but who are you?" Jesse asked while brushing his shirt of wrinkles.

"Oh yeah!" The man screamed with glee, "I almost forgot! I'm Spike, your familiar!" Familiar? I vaguely recalled the section I read about them at the Sister's place.

"Wait, you didn't help or guide me one bit!" I yelled at the strange man or Spike, which ever you prefer.

"Who said I was your familiar? I'm Jesse's!" he sighed at the last part. "Well, I best get going. The Elders wish for me to visit the Charmed One's former familiar to receive formal training to help guide new familiars. Good-bye!" Spike leaped out of the window and onto the roof from where he gracefully landed on the ground and scampered off.

"That was weird," I stated.

Jesse turned to me with much more mischief in his eyes. "Where were we?"