Ok this is my first Ghost Whisperer fanfic, and my second one total so I am still new at this. Please be kind! First I would like to thank my friend, who I will call oj, for helping me edit this story.


"Jim!" Melinda called as she walked into her house, wondering if her husband was home or not. Suddenly she saw something. It was a ghost. She was about 14 years old, standing there in the corner of the living room, her body covered in cuts and bruises. She also had one big gash on her right shoulder. Melinda also noted that she had a bright blue helmet on her head, the least harmed part of her body.

"What do you want? Who are you?" Melinda asked, but in an instant the girl was gone. Not again, she thought. Why do they always leave so quickly?

Suddenly she heard a slamming sound - the door closing. Melinda felt someone's arms wrapped around her tight. It was Jim.

"I'm home!" he said, as he gently kissed her on the lips. It wasn't until then that he noticed the look in her eyes - he would recognize that look anywhere.

"Alright, what did you see this time?" He asked. She hesitated, then realized that sometimes it helped if she just let it all out.

Melinda slowly walked toward the couch and sat down, pondering what she just saw. After tucking her dark hair behind her ear, she started talking.

"It was a fairly young girl, and about 14 years old. She just showed up and left, like they all do. I can't even imagine how she died though; she had cuts and bruises everywhere, and then one very large gash on her right shoulder. But the most interesting thing was she had this bright blue helmet on her head, as if she was riding her bike or something."

Jim just sat there, taking it all in, with a very funny look on his face.

"Say something." Melinda said, laughing, as she playfully punched him on the shoulder. He always knew how to make her laugh. Just to torture her a little, he waited another minute before responding.
"I think, you need to find out what happened to this girl, and help her cross over. The only problem is, how?"

"No ideas?" she asked.

"No ideas" Darn, usually he has some sort of suggestion.


That night at dinner, Melinda couldn't stop thinking about that poor girl. What happened to her, how could she have ended up looking like that? What is her name? Where does she live?

"Melinda, Melinda?" Jim called, trying to take her out of her trance.

"Sorry, just thinking" Melinda said. No matter how hard she tried, she could not get this ghost off of her mind. She just had to find out what happened to this one. It's so sad, she didn't even live that long of a life, she thought. Helping her is the least I can do.

Just then the girl appeared. She had an angry look on her face, and her fists were clenched together. Melinda shivered.

"What's your name?" Melinda asked, trying to figure out as much as she could about the ghost. But before the girl could answer, the room started shaking and the ghost was swept away into the darkness. Melinda could swear she has seen a flash of Romano's face as she left. It wasn't until after that that she heard the crash.

"NOOOOO"


Ok I hope you like it, I will try to update soon. But I really need ideas, so if you have any please tell me. I will try to update soon!