Melinda was cooking in the kitchen, facing the back of the house. Melinda started humming an unusual tune to herself.

Jim slowly, and quietly walked inside with a gorgeous black and purple dress and a bouquet of flowers. He closed the door behind him very quietly, and put the dress on the coat hanger. Jim watched Melinda cook for a minute, then a sly grin appeared on his face. He tiptoed over to Melinda, who was still humming her happy quickly put his hands over her eyes, and Melinda let out a little shriek and threw her hands in the air.

Jim laughed and said "guess who?" Jim removed his hands, but Melinda kept her eyes closed.

"Don't do that!" She cried out.

"Keep your eyes closed." He said with his arm out to her.

Jim kissed her on the cheek and walked back over to the door. He picked up the dress and walked back over to Melinda.

"Happy Anniversary, Mel." He said holding out the flowers and holding up the dress. A big smile came across his face.

Melinda opened her eyes and saw her husband holding out the flowers to her. Melinda grabbed the flowers and smiled. "Oh...They're beautiful...But, Jim, your hips are way to big for that dress." Melinda said almost crying. Jim laughed. Melinda ran up to Jim and embraced him with all her might. "It's beautiful...thank you." Melinda said wiping a tear from her eyes.

"It's chiffon." Jim said, in almost a cocky tone.

"Chiffon?" Melinda said in amazement.

"Yeah. It's--" Jim was stopped cold by what Melinda said.

"I don't even want to know what it costs." Melinda said seriously and then laughed. "I thought we said 'no gifts' this year."

"I know. I -uh- I don't consider this a gift." Jim said almost blushing.

"Wow." Melinda paused. "You're trying really hard to get me into bed, aren't you?" They both laughed and then just stared at each other. Melinda smiled at the level of awkwardness and then restarted some conversation. "I'm gonna...put this on. Then we can...get started." Melinda smiled and started upstairs.

Jim watched her walk upstairs, then followed behind her. Jim grabbed her right arm, and spun her around. The look he gave her almost made Melinda shiver and blush. He put his index finger under her chin and lifted her head. He hesitated for a moment, then pressed his lips against hers. They both closed their eyes and enjoyed the moment. When they pulled away, they both had the feeling as if that had been their first ever kiss. Melinda smiled and looked at Jim.

"I love you." Melinda said holding his hands.

"Love you too." Jim said almost blushing.

Melinda bit her lip then started back upstairs. Jim let out a big breath of air and walked back into the kitchen while Melinda walked upstairs. Melinda continued to smile and almost skipped her way upstairs. Melinda puts her hand on the doorknob to her and Jim's room, and she is jolted by a gruesome vision. The vision is incredibly hazy, so Melinda couldn't interpret much. All she saw was a woman in a white dress covered in blood. Melinda heard the sound of a bullet and the woman in white was knocked backwards. Melinda screamed simultaneously with the woman in her vision and Melinda fell to the ground. Melinda fell with extreme force and was knocked back into reality. Melinda put her hand to her stomach and looked around to see a pool of blood on the floor. Melinda breathed in deep and felt as if she were going to pass out. Jim came running upstairs called out Melinda's name. Melinda looked back at her stomach and the floor where there was no longer any blood.

"Are you okay? I heard you scream." Jim said on his knees with his hand on her shoulder.

Melinda was still breathing very heavy. She forced words out of her mouth. "Yeah...yeah I'm okay."

"Please don't say it's another ghost...not tonight." Jim said hoping he was wrong.

"No," Melinda said catching her breath. "It's not...it's probably just the baby or something."

"Maybe we should put this off. Just for--" Jim was cut off by Melinda.

"No. It's fine...I'm fine. Everything's fine. Really." Melinda looked at Jim who had an uneasy look on his face. "Go finish cooking, set the table...and I'll get ready."

Jim halted for a moment. "Okay." Jim helped Melinda back up and opened the door for her.

"I'll be down in a minute." Melinda smiled at him and Jim smiled back. Jim walked downstairs slowly and kept looking back at their bedroom door which Melinda had already entered through.

Melinda ran into the bathroom when Jim was finally out of sight, and pulled out candles fom underneath the sink. She spread them around their bedroom and lit every single one. She ran back into the bathroom and pulled out a tiny bag with an outfit in it. She closed the bathroom door and put it on.

Jim, still waiting in the kitchen, decided to check on Melinda. He walked upstairs and turned the doorknob to their bedroom. He opened the door and saw Melinda sitting on the bed wearing a brick red chemise surrounded by the dim lighting of candles and the dulcet tones of Smokey Robinson. Melinda tilts her head and looks at Jim who's mouth is gaped open. "You like?" She said trying to seduce him with the sound of her voice. Jim walked closer to Melinda and closed the door behind him, still, he said nothing. "I'm pregnant Jim...I can't drink all this wine by myself." Melinda smiled and held up a 2002 bottle of Napa Valley's Gaston. Jim stood there a moment, still not saying anything. He then started unbuttoning his shirt and walked over to Melinda.

Time passed, and they enjoyed themselves with...well...you know. Around two in the morning, and on their third bottle of wine, Jim partook in body shots. After the fourth body shot, Melinda was knocked, violently, back into another vision. This time the woman was being grabbed by a man and Melinda realized the woman was being strangled. Melinda didn't notice at first, but this was a different woman. She was wearing blue this time. She had blond hair...not black. And this woman's scream was different...more scared...more alone. Melinda was shocked back into reality and started to sway back and forth. Jim, laughing to himself, didn't notice Melinda's uncomfort at first.

"Mel...you okay? You look like you're going to pass out." Jim said changing his tone of voice.

"Yeah...yeah, I'm okay. It's probably just too much wine or something." Melinda said with her hand to her head.

"Melinda...you're pregnant...you-you can't drink wine." Jim said with a confused look on his face. "You sure you're okay?"

"Uh--" Melinda started to breath heavily. "No...I--I think I need to...sit down."

Jim helped Melinda onto the bed. "I don't like this Mel. There's something wrong."

"Jim, there's nothing wrong. I'm probably just a little under the weather or something." Melinda said shaking off the feeling of sickness.

Jim stood there a moment concerned for his wife. Jim sighed. "I think we need to call it a night."