Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost Whisperer or the characters.
This story takes place around season 3-4, with details from season 5. Andrea is still alive, Professor Rick Payne doesn't leave for a sabbatical, and Eli James is present. As for Delia, while she annoys me, I may have her pop in and out of the story but she is not a main character.
As for the story line it will follow as in the series with the changes I've made in this story [meaning: Andrea doesn't die, Melinda still meets Delia and Ned, Rick Payne stays, Eli James does get his ghostly gift, but there will be no Sam Lucas.]
This is my first fanfiction in this area, so it probably won't be perfect, but I will try to keep everything clear.
Thanks and I hope you enjoy the reading :)
Our favorite Ghost Whisperer Melinda Gordon is dealing with a couple of ghosts who are lost and confused searching for answers. Along the way, she finds out she is 7 weeks pregnant with Jim's child. Follow her as she deals with the ghosts, her pregnancy and the future of both her and Jim of course joining her are our favorite side kicks. [note: no one dies, only happy fanfiction]
Broken Hearts
"Jim, Jim, are you awake?" Melinda whispered in the dark to the sleeping form of her husband. A grunt was heard before he turned over onto his side.
"Jim, Jim." Jim continued sleeping until he felt a slight squeeze on his crotch.
"Mmm. I'm up." Jim rolled onto his back looking at Melinda sleepily.
"I felt a flutter."
"A flutter, like a"
"Yes, I think I'm pregnant."
"Really? I can't believe it, I'm so, I love you." Jim pulled Melinda into his arms and kissed her.
"Can we get a pregnancy test?"
"Mel, it's four in the morning, I don't know what place would be open?"
"Walgreens?"
"Maybe."
"Please Jim, I have to know. We've been trying for 6 months now, it's driving me nuts if I have to wait until morning."
"Okay, I'm getting dressed."
"thank you!" Melinda smiled cutely at him before exiting the bed.
"On the other hand." Jim noted suggestively as he noted Melinda's shapely form in her negligee which was quite short as it was summer time.
-melinda and jim-
My name is Melinda Gordon. I'm married, I live in a small town, and I own an antique shop. I might be just like you except that from the time I was a little girl I knew I could talk to the dead. 'Earthbound spirits' my grandmother called them. They're stuck here because they have unfinished business with the living and they come to me for help. In order to tell you my story, I have to tell you theirs.
"Good Morning!" Melinda chirped cheerfully as she entered her shop Same As It Never Was Antiques.
"You are too happy for it being this early in the morning," Her friend Andrea said glancing up at the glowing Melinda.
"Oh, it's just a good day, that's all."
"Oh, pray tell."
"Well, you know how Jim and I have been trying for a baby right?"
"Oh my God, you're pregnant!" Andrea shouted jumping up and down.
"Yes! I took one this morning! I've made an appointment to see how far along I am." Melinda squealed as the two jumped up and down hugging each other like little school girls on the playground.
"I'm so happy for you Melinda, aww I want a baby!" The two were so happy and enamored with baby talk they didn't even hear the first customer come in.
"I guess this is at a bad time?" Professor Rick Payne entered the shop, mainly he just wanted to see Melinda's pretty face and equally gorgeous body but when he noted the commotion he was suddenly more interested in what was going on rather than just Melinda.
"Oh hi Professor Payne," Andrea said as she smoothed down her hair from the bouncing it had just endured.
"You can call me Rick, Andrea, when I'm out of classes I go by Rick."
"Okay, Rick."
"What's up?" Melinda asked as she
"I just wanted to know if you lovely ladies would like to go to lunch later on today?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I can't, I promised Jim I'd meet him for lunch."
"Oh, well."
"But Andrea would love to go, she loves Anthropology!" Melinda said nudging Andrea's foot.
"Yes, I do, I don't know what I'd do without all of my anthropology books."
"Okay, then I'll come back around 12 or so?" Rick said.
"That works! See you later." Melinda smiled and waved as Rick walked outside a little confused.
"Okay, why did you want me to go to lunch with him? I mean he's nice and everything but I hardly know the guy, he's your friend when you guys do your ghost hunt things."
"He needs a friend and since I can't go, I thought it may be nice for him to make new friends."
"Well, I don't know if we're going to have much to talk about but I'll go for you."
"Thank you, I'd go, but"
"But you promised to go to lunch with Jim, I know, man I wish I had a husband like Jim."
"Don't worry you will soon. I was really lucky with Jim."
"Yeah, you were!"
She was in a car was racing down the road, too quickly, there was a light coming up ahead. The car wouldn't stop, the speedometer read 60 miles an hour. This was too fast, the turn was coming too quickly, she tried to stomp on the brake but the car wasn't slowing. She was rapidly increasing rather than slowing down, she closed her eyes and-
"Melinda, Melinda!" Melinda shook her head as she turned around and noticed she never left the shop.
"Are you okay? You seemed to be really lost." Andrea touched her friend in concern.
"I think I just witnessed someone driving off a cliff."
"A cliff? There aren't any cliffs nearby."
"I know, I'll have to find out." The vision left as soon as it had appeared and now the lightbulb clicked in her brain.
"Oh now you don't, we have work, and besides you have a lunch with Jim none of this ghost stuff right now." Andrea knew whenever the light bulb went on it was hard to stop Melinda from thinking of anything else.
-melinda and jim-
"How's work so far?" Melinda asked Jim as they were waiting in the doctor's office a couple of days later.
"Busy, but nothing we can't handle."
"I missed you this morning."
"Yeah I had to cover for Tim, he's been pretty preoccupied with something else, what I have no idea."
"Well I'll have to kick his butt soon if he doesn't stop playing hooky." Melinda joked as she swung her feet.
"Nervous huh?"
"Yes, I can't believe we're just sitting here, how long does it take for a doctor to come in and give me my results?"
"Apparently quite some time. I am now an expert how 'What Women Really Mean.'"
"Oh, what does this mean? I wish the doctor would hurry the hel-lo Dr. Anderson!" Melinda finished as she saw the kind face of her doctor poke his head in.
"Hey Melinda, Jim, I'm so sorry it took so long, busy day! Good news, you are indeed pregnant. You're about 7 weeks along, congratulations."
"Oh Jim!" Melinda threw her arms around Jim.
"Thanks Doc, should she avoid certain things, such as running around all hours of the night, or driving all over the place?" Jim asked pointedly.
"For now, you can continue doing what you normally do on a daily basis but as time goes on, you will have to be more careful. Remember, you're taking care of two now, you and the baby so just think about what things you may have normally done and may not be able to do now, but it shouldn't hinder you too much now."
"Thanks, Dr. Anderson." Melinda got back into her regular clothes.
"We're going to have a baby!"
"Mel, you promise me you'll be careful? I know your ghost duties are very important to you, but he's right it's not just you anymore, you have to be careful for our babies sake."
"I will, I promise." Jim kissed Melinda on the lips before squeezing her hands.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
She was rapidly increasing rather than slowing down, she closed her eyes and felt the car lift up as the ground disappeared underneath. She was falling. She tried to undo her seatbelt but it was jammed. No she didn't want to die like this, it wasn't supposed to be like this, it was too soon, she didn't have everything in order.
"Earth to Mel? Did you see a ghost?"
"No, a vision, the same one I saw with Andrea a couple of days ago."
"Oh wow, must have been a violent one, you had a look of terror on your face."
"Yeah, it was, whoever the person was died when they drove off of a cliff."
"That's horrible."
"I know, I just wish I could help him or her."
"Don't worry I know you will." Jim kissed her softly on the forehead.
"I have to go back to work, I wish I could stay longer, I'm sorry, I love you, I'll see you later tonight."
"Thank you, I love you."
-melinda and jim-
"So this ghost, you don't know who it is yet, but you're having visions of a car crash?" Rick was walking back and forth fixing things.
"By the way, I'm sorry about the mess, for some reason my office is always being rearranged lately."
"Oh, well that's odd, perhaps you have a ghost changing it for you.
"Oh, well if that's the case, I wonder who it could be?"
"We'll soon find out. I'm sure we will, if you do have a ghost, they always appear."
"But back to the car, do you remember your vision?"
"Yeah, I can't tell where the road is, or when it happened, all I get every single time is driving the car and then crashing now."
"What else do you see?"
"The speedometer reads at 60 every time, but it seems like at times the car is going faster or slower. I can't tell where I am, or even the make of the car."
"Do you think this ghost is a random one? Or is attached to you?"
"I don't know yet, I guess when it shows up more I'll have a better idea."
"Well I hope it comes soon, it's got to be tiring constantly dying in a car crash."
"Yeah, it can be."
She was rapidly increasing rather than slowing down, she closed her eyes and felt the car lift up as the ground disappeared underneath. She was falling. She tried to undo her seatbelt but it was jammed. No she didn't want to die like this, it wasn't supposed to be like this, it was too soon, she didn't have everything in order. She felt the car hit the water. She was sinking. She began to bang on the window to try to break out. She dug in her purse and pulled out something heavy, but she couldn't identify what it was. She smashed it against the window and all of a sudden all of the water began rushing in. She couldn't breathe, she felt the water filling her lungs. She saw her reflection. A wavy redhead with green eyes stared back at her.
"I saw her face! I don't know who she is, but at least we have a face. She's a redhead, wavy hair and green eyes."
"Has anyone died recently around you?"
"That's my question, Rick." Melinda laughed as the two rushed to the computer in his office.
"That's her! Emma Frost. Oh, when she died she left a husband and a son."
"She was only 25 years old? Married to a 40 year old, man that's kind of old?"
"Don't judge, it's a 15 year difference, besides I can see why, he's kind of good looking."
"You find scruffy attractive? Perhaps I should go scruffy."
"No, that would look odd stay clean shaven for now."
"Okay, that solves that problem. So what are we going to do about Emma Frost?"
"What we always do, find the family and try to make them understand."
note: I do not live in New York, so sadly I don't know any of the places that Melinda is always running off to in the series, so I will not be specifying the places I'll mention the name of the resident. I only know Grandview where Melinda's shop is.
note 2: This story will span throughout Melinda's pregnancy to the birth of her child
