So this is an idea that I've had in my head for a while now..well a bunch of ideas lol. Basically, this is going to be a series of one-shots (maybe a few two-shots) revolving around Melinda and her oldest daughter, Maryanne. Some of them may also revolve around their other two kids, Dan and Andrea. Its mostly just fluff and sweet mother/daughter moments, maybe some fluffy Mel/Jim scenes too. There wont be many ghosts, but there might be a few.
The title of the story comes from the song Because You Loved Me by Celine Dion. When I was in 4th grade, as a class we sang that song to our mothers on mother's day (but we changed some of the lyrics so it said "mother") and thats what I thought of when I wrote this story. All of the chapters will be lyrics from the song.
Disclaimer: I do now own Ghost Whisperer, if I did, you know this season would be exactly what we want, but I don't...however, I DO own Maryanne, Dan, and Andrea.
--In this chapter, Maryanne is 13, Dan is 9, and Andrea is 6--
Melinda was in the kitchen downstairs. It was a typical hectic morning, she was making breakfast and lunches and, of course, everyone was running late.
"Kids, hurry up and get downstairs, your breakfast is getting cold!" She shouted, and quickly regretted it. Jim had worked a late shift the night before and she was hoping to let him sleep in. Her thoughts were interrupted when a very tired looking Andrea and a very annoyed looking Dan walked into the room and took their seats at the table.
"Andrea, what are you wearing?" Melinda asked, looking at the six-year-old girl's very random and very bright outfit.
"My favorite outfit, mommy!" She answered excitedly.
"Sweetie, those clothes don't match. What happened to that pretty blue dress I laid out for you?"
"I wanted to pick my own outfit today!" She said happily, proud of herself for pickingout such an amazing outfit. Melinda sighed, admitting defeat. There was no way she was going to change her daughters mind; she was a very stubborn little girl, much like her parents.
It was then that she noticed her oldest daughter wasn't downstairs yet.
"Dan, where's your sister?"
"Oh, she's upstairs in her room. I think she's having some kind of crisis or something. She practically screamed at me when I tried to get her to come eat breakfast." He said, rolling his eyes.
"I'll be right back. Danny, make sure Andrea doesn't spill anything on her clothes!" Melinda said, heading for the stairs.
...
Knocking on her daughters door, Melinda shouted, "Honey, what's wrong?".
"Leave me alone!" Was all she got from the young teenager.
"Why don't you let me in, maybe I can help." Melinda pleaded.
"Fine, come in!" Melinda entered the room to find her daughter sitting on the floor in front of her mirror, surrounded by a pile of various hair and makeup products.
"Honey, what is all this?" She asked, looking around at the mess.
"Its picture day, and I want my picture to be perfect this year, but my hair isn't cooperating!" Maryanne said, pointing to her tangled and matted curly, brown hair.
Melinda stood there for a moment, thinking of what to do. She had completely forgotten that the middle school had pictures today.
"Turn on your straightener; I think I know exactly how to fix this."
"You do?" Maryanne asked in disbelief.
"Of course I do, I'm your mother, aren't I?"
Maryanne hesitantly turned on her straightener, and Melinda sat down behind her on the floor. She pulled her daughters hair back out of her face, then instinctively leaned forward to give her a hug.
"Thanks mom."
"No problem, sweetie," Melinda said, smiling, "And while it's warming up, why don't I help you with your makeup?" She said, grabbing a tube of lip gloss off of the ground.
...
They spent the next half hour getting Maryanne ready for school - laughing, talking, and telling stories as they worked. Melinda was in the middle of telling her daughter about her worst school picture when they heard a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Maryanne shouted, both girls still giggling away.
"So here's where all my girls are!" Jim said, entering the room. "What's so funny?" He asked, confused as to why they were both laughing.
"Oh, nothing, just something mom was telling me." Maryanne answered.
"Hey, you girls almost ready, we need to leave soon if we don't want to be late for school."
"Ya, we're just finishing up, aren't we Mar?"
"Ya, and I look perfect, thank you soo much mom! I love you." She said, giving her mom another big hug before running downstairs to eat a quick breakfast.
"So what have you two been doing in here all morning?" Asked Jim, who was still confused.
"Oh nothing," Melinda answered, "Just spending some quality time with our daughter." Sighing, Melinda added "She's growing up so fast."
Do you guys like it? Should I post more of them? Sorry of that one wasn't that great, I wrote it really fast and didn't have much time to edit it. Please review!