Ghostly Voices

I do not own anything from The Walking Dead. I am just a huge fan of the show and characters. Especially Rick and Michonne.

Someone will be seeing dead people, but it won't be in the Walker persuasion (AU Richonne). I am also a fan of Ghost Whisperer and wanted to do something like it with my favorite characters. Of course there is a killer amongst the "good" people of Kings County. Enters a young beautiful ghost whisperer that will help with the investigations but also steal a certain young Deputy Sherriff's heart.

It had been a couple of days since she had been seen in town. She is a person that was constantly seen by many and knew everyone in town by their first names. Many also believed that she helped local politicians win their positions. Melanie Cole was an interesting woman who also claimed to have many talents such as playing piano; knowing how to make people laugh during their hardest moments, but the most significant talent that many secretly sought from her was her "psychic abilities." Melanie was an attractive Caucasian woman in her mid-forties with short auburn hair and slim built. People in Kings County knew that Melanie claimed to be a psychic and that she made a very nice living with her practice, she also owns a little antique and craft store at a corner in town. A fellow businesswoman that owns a store next to Melanie's noticed that she hadn't seen anyone open the antique/craft store in a couple of days and didn't see Melanie's distinctive little burgundy Volkswagen Convertible parked in front of the store as it had been every morning since she opened.

Ms. Minnie Pearl a mother of five adult children, in her mid-sixties, was concerned and called Melanie's phone number multiple times but never got a response and the call always went to voicemail after a few rings. Ms. Pearl went to check on her friend during her lunch break at approximately 1:00 PM Wednesday afternoon and noticed that the Volkswagen was in the driveway and newspapers were accumulated on the porch. Everything was quiet and ominous for some strange reason. Ms. Pearl felt a shiver go down her back as she knocked on the door and called out for her friend. She waited, but once again to no avail as there was no answer. She decided to peek through the porch window and desperately tried to see something if possible. As she was about to give up and walk back to her car she noticed that one of the side windows was open so she approached it and pushed it up. When she pushed the hovering curtain to the side, her eyes widened with shock as she saw her friend, on the ground at the bottom of the stairs lifeless.

"When was the last time you spoke to your friend, Ma'am?" The young Deputy Sherriff asked a shaken Ms. Pearl as they stood on the lawn while the coroner wheeled Melanie's covered body from the home. The exterior was covered with police tape urging any onlookers to steer clear from the scene and about six uniformed local police officers checked the interior and exterior of the home for clues.

"It looks like an accident Rick. She must have fallen from the stairs and broke her neck when she reached the bottom step." Said Deputy Walsh as he spoke to the young Deputy Sherriff interviewing Ms. Pearl.

"But how? She was so vibrant and careful. Why would she fall like that?" Ms. Pearl asked as she wiped tears with a tissue provided by the young Deputy Sherriff.

"She may have had a bad fall Ma'am, or was disoriented. Anything could have happened, but we will try to find out more. Please excuse me for a second." The young Deputy Sherriff said with his thick Southern drawl as he noticed something in the hands of Deputy Dixon.

There was a bottle of scotch and pills on her dresser. It appeared that she was under the influence of these substances when she suddenly lost balance and fell to her death. Melanie's death was later ruled an accident and her wake was held five days later.

As the people gathered in Wilson's Funeral Home there were many familiar faces to pay their respects. There was the Greene Family with their patriarch Hershel who was the town's top veterinarian and owned the largest farm. Dale Hart who was known as a nice old man who lost his wife to cancer approximately a year ago, Sasha and Tyrese Johnson, Glen Rhee who couldn't keep his eyes off of Maggie Greene, much to her father's dislike, Gareth Murphy, Blake Phillip the very wealthy business man, sisters Andrea and Amy Martin, Deputy Daryl Dixon and his black sheep brother Merle, Deputy Shane Walsh and Sheriff Deputy Rick Grimes with his six years old son Carl. There were many more people present as the chairs filled quickly for the sermon. Just as everything was about to commence entered a woman that was never seen before in town and it was quite noticeable that she wasn't from around those parts at all. She was a tall, young beautiful African American woman with dreads up in a bun and wore a simple elegant black dress with beautiful high heels that intensified her long toned legs. She had the perfect simple soft make up that enhanced her features. She sat quietly at the edge of a fourth pew on the left. She was quiet and appeared to not want to be noticed, but it wasn't working, especially for Rick Grimes.

At the end of the service the coffin was taken to its resting place at the local Cemetery. People began to leave their roses on the casket and go. The last person was the unfamiliar African American woman who placed the rose on the casket and softly placed her hand on the same. There was a simple breeze as she stood there as if she was listening to something…or someone. Rick was putting his son in his car when he noticed the woman leaving the cemetery. She looked at him and walked up to him in a slow pace as if she was giving him time to finish securing his son.

"Hi, my name is Michonne, were you the police officer at the scene?" She asked as she extended her had towards Rick who suddenly turned from putting his son safely in the back seat.

"Uhm…Yes, Ma'am, I am Deputy Sherriff Rick Grimes. I was with other Deputies at the scene. I'm sorry for your loss. Did you know her well?" Rick asked as he shook Michonne's hand and noticed that despite being very elegant and beautiful her grip was firm.

"Yes, I did." She said with a smile. "She was family and that is why I am here."

"I understand. It is so terrible when family goes so quickly without warning. And in such a strange way. It was a horrible accident." Rick said with sincere regret in his bright blue eyes as he wondered at the same time, how Melanie and Michonne were related when they obviously did not resemble physically.

"Well, you are right, that it was terrible, quick and without warning, but it wasn't an accident." She looked into his eyes and with a stern look from her brown ones. "She was murdered!" She exclaimed.

Well, I had this story in my mind for a while. I always loved the show Ghost Whisper and wanted to do something similar but use my favorite characters from my more favorite show. Oh and yes, there will be many Richonne moments to come. I wanted Carl younger as I wanted to make my characters younger, just change it up a little. There is going to be mystery, adventure, humor and of course ROMAMCE.

So, hope it is OK so far…