-I don't own Melinda Gordon, Ghostwhisperer, or any of the original Ghostwhisperer characters- :)

Melinda Gordon's week had so far been very ordinary. It was now Friday morning, and a very sunny one too. Autumn leaves floated down from the tree's, birds were chirping, and everything was great. But as Melinda walked home from the little antique shop she worked at, she got the feeling someone was following her.

She carried on without turning around, but she was becoming more and more convinced someone was behind her. As she turned a corner, the late autumn sun shining down on her face, she stopped suddenly.

Something bumped into her. She turned around to see a small black cat, hissing at her.

"Hey. Calm down." she said softly, trying to pet the cat. "You don't need to hiss - ow!" The cat scratched her arm violently and stalked off.

Melinda sighed and dabbed at the drops of blood collecting on her arm. Then she stopped, peering intently at the cat scratch. It looked just like a C. Melinda stared at it a few seconds more, and then continued her journey home.

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Later that evening, as Melinda got ready for bed, something happened. She walked into the bathroom to find it drenched in steam, as if someone had taken a bath or a shower. Melinda had done neither, and Ned was working late, so it couldn't have been him.

She opened the window to let out the steam, and then walked to the mirror.

She brushed her teeth, and it wasn't until she came to turn off the light that she saw what had been written on the mirror:

C