A/N: First Ghost Whisperer story. So it's going to be.. not great.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Ghost Whisperer :(
"Hey Melida! Your early" Delia said to me as I walked into our antique store ringing the little bell at the top.
"Yeah Jim had to go into work early so I decided to go get us some coffee and head on over here" I never know what to get Delia so I always suprise her
"Oh thanks!"
"So how was your night?" It was a conversation starter
"Ugh don't even get me started! Ned would not do his homework and he kept yelling at me to buy him a better phone. I just don't know what his problem was"
I could tell she was thinking about how she wishes her husband was still alive. Helping her with a teenage boy would be hopeful for her.
"I'm sorry. I don't know how to handle kids. I haven't babysat in over 10 years!" I gave out a chuckle and walking behind the counter sorting out papers from the bank and what not.
"Your going to love having kids Melinda! Plus not to mention being so happy...until they get to be like Ned." She laughed and went to the back to get something to put out on display.
I laughed back and focused on the papers. I needed to mail these in soon.
Then I heard a gasp. I looked up and saw a little girl looking up at me from the counter.
"Hi there. What's your name?"
"Where's my mommy?" She looked scared. I looked at her carefully and saw cuts on her face and her clothes ratted
This poor little girl probably went through a horrible death
"I'm not sure sweetie. What's your name?"
"Angela."
"Do you remember what happened to you Angela?"
Please let her know she's dead
"Um..my mom was holding me in a tight hug saying she loved me and then I remember being jolted forward" She put her finger to her mouth still thinking
"Where were you?" At least this ghost stayed with me and gave me information
"Why are you asking so many questions?"
"I'm sorry but I can't help you without you telling me what happened to you"
"Well you don't need to know! Just find my mommy!"
Then she was gone.
This poor little girl that look about 6 or 7 years old was lost and doesn't know where her mom is.
"Ghost here?" Delia asked me peeking around the corner
"No. She's gone"
"She's...?" She came around the cornor looking around
"Little girl. Looking for her mom"
Delia put her hand to her heart. "Aww...how sad is that? How old was she?"
"I'm thinking around 6 or 7"
"Oh my god. That's terrible! I wonder what happened"
Me too
The day passed on and it was closing time. Jim came by to pick me up.
"I thought we could walk home" He always wanted to walk places
"Sure! Just let us finish up locking everything"
Delia walked out first throwing her coat over her arm, I locked the door and said goodbye to her and Jim and I were off.
"How was work?" Jim asked
"Weird...this little girl came to me today and asked me where her mom was."
"Did you get it out of her what happened?" He already knew the answer was no because all ghost that come to me don't tell me what happened until the end. But he had to ask anyway.
"All she told me was that her mom was hugging her very tightly and then she felt a jolt forward." I have a million ways in my head possible for her to die.
We finally got home, ate dinner and went to bed.
I was just about ready to go to sleep when I heard crying. I sat up and went downstairs, and there on the couch was Angela crying.
"What's the matter Angela? Have you foudn your mom yet?" I knew the answer
"No. I need help. I can't do this by myself. I looked everywhere. Please help me Melinda"
I have no idea how she knew my name but I didn't care at the moment
"I'll help. I promise. We'll start tomorrow ok?"
She nodded her head yes. Then she looked around stared at me for a bit then dissapeared.
But where do I start?
A/N: Sorry it's so short but I wanted to start this story. Hopefully the next chapter will be longer!