Summary: I really liked the previous fic I wrote, "In My Arms", so I guess you can kind of call this one a spinoff as it's a crossover fic with Secret Life and Ghost Whisperer. This fic takes five years into the future (2014): Amy Juergens is going to Julliard on a full ride scholarship in NYC and Ricky is going to a four year university in Grandview.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters either from Secret Life or Ghost Whisperer. The only character I do own is the ghost.

Ch. 1

Melinda Gordon smiled at her business partner, Delia, who was telling her some stories of her son, Ned.

"So have you and Jim decided when you're gonna have kids yet," asked Delia.

Melinda shook her head, "You know we talk about it and I've even been open to the idea."

"But-"

"Guess I'm just a little nervous. Not about the pregnancy but more of the idea that my genes will be passed onto someone else."

"Yeah that's pretty much how it works," Delia joked.

Melinda looked at her friend, "You know what I mean."

"Ah, you're talking about the genes that make you look beyond your own reality."

"Those are the ones."

"I know I've been skeptical sometimes but because I'm your friend I've come to trust you about it. Maybe if your kid does get your genes, maybe it might not be such a bad thing, I mean you have helped many people with it. Your kid could end up doing the same thing."

"But what if I don't want that for my child? What if what I want is for my kid to have a normal life?"

"If you ask me, sometimes a normal life is overrated; it's not as much fun."

Melinda smiled at Delia. Somehow she always knew the right things to say. Melinda walked over to the door to get ready to put the close sign up when she saw a little boy across the street without any parents or baby sitters. Melinda grabbed her jacket and walked outside and to him.

She knelt down to him so he was at eye level.

"Hi there," Melinda said with a smile.

The little boy diverted his eyes from her, "Hi," he said softly.

"I'm Melinda. Can you tell me your name?"

The boy shrugged. Melinda noticed a faded hospital bracelet on his left wrist.

"Can I see what you have there?" Melinda said pointing to the bracelet. The little boy reluctantly gave her his arm. All of the words were faded except for two of them, Valley Glen, CA.

Delia looked of the window from the antique shop and saw Melinda kneeling but there was no one there. Delia sometimes didn't like to believe that Melinda could talk to the dead but there were other times when it seemed she had no choice but to believe.

"Where are your mom and dad?" Melinda asked him.

"I don't know them," said the boy.

"You don't, well we're just gonna have to go find them won't we."

At that comment the little boy's face lit up. It was the first smile she had seen on him since meeting him.

~*~*~*~

It was late at night when Jim came downstairs to find Melinda sitting at her laptop.

"Another ghost, I take it," he said in a sleepy voice.

"I didn't mean to wake you, go back to bed."

"No it's okay, I'm up," Jim said heading for the coffee maker. "So what's the deal with this one?"

"I'm not quite sure yet. I don't have a lot to go on just that he's about five years old and that he was wearing a hospital bracelet that read Valley Glen, California."

"There wasn't anything else on it like a year or his name or the names of the parents?"

"No, everything else had faded."

"Wait, you said the bracelet read Valley Glen, California."

"Why?"

"Nothing really, I'm just curious as to why a ghost would be haunting a little too far from home."

"My best bet is that he must have some family in the area otherwise there would be no purpose as to why he's here. Ghosts tend to either follow a family member or friend that they were closest to."

"Well I do know some guys who work for EMS up in California; I can try to call around see if we can get some kind of lead."

Melinda thought back to what the little kid had said, "I don't know them." A bright light seemed to go off in her mind.

"What" asked Jim, "What is it?"

"I think I know something specific to look for- try looking for any babies that were born in 2009 in any of the Valley Glen, California hospitals."

"Okay, can I ask why?"

"It was something he said, he said that he didn't know his parents. At first I blew it off and didn't think anything of it but what if this kid really doesn't know them because he wasn't old enough to develop a clear memory?"

"Is that even possible? If he did die as an infant why show up as a five year old?"

"Speech: if there is a God maybe he could have aged the kid so he would be old enough to communicate with me. It's the only logical thing that makes sense."

"Seems a little farfetched but you've always been good at this stuff so I'll trust you. I'll see if some of my guys can get on it tomorrow."

"Thanks."