A/N: So I just finished watching Being Human (U.K) version and I had a lot of feels that I needed to get out in story format. Also, I'm American so I'm sorry if some of my phrases aren't quite up to par but I'll try my best. Please R&R and enjoy!

Chapter 1:

Annie held onto baby Eve a little tighter before taking a step through the door.

…

She bolted up right gasping for air. Dazed and confused, she looked around trying to register where she was. She was in a plain, white room, tubes and wires attached to her. "God, is this my purgatory?" People in green scrubs came in and tried calming her down.

"Annie? Annie, it's alright, you're safe now. You're in the hospital." A nurse said trying to hold down Annie's shoulders. "Annie. It's alright, calm down."

Annie tried calming down. "Hospital?" She whispered, her throat much drier than she thought it would be.

The nurse holding her shoulders nodded. "Yes. You had an accident at home a while ago. About a year ago actually. You've been here ever since."

Annie looked out at some of the other nurses clearing out after checking her vitals. "A year?"

"You've been in a coma. Is there anything you can remember about your accident?" The nurse said fluffing some of Annie's pillows.

Annie took in the information and tried to remember back. She shook her head, all she could remember about was Nina, George, Eve, Tom, Hal… Mitchell. "I'm sorry, everything's fuzzy."

The nurse smiled, "That's alright, it will come back. We've phoned your family and told them that you're awake. Press this button here if you need anything and someone will come in." The nurse turned and left Annie alone with her thoughts.

Annie started laughing slightly. "I can't believe this." She stopped as she felt a few tear drops fall down her cheeks. "Mitchell. If I didn't die, that means…. You've never met me. Are you even real?" She realized that some of her memories were starting to fade. "No, no no!"

…

Annie had spent a few more days in the hospital with her family there. They wanted her to come back home with them but there was something she still needed to do in Bristol. She hoped that Mitchell and George and Nina were real and that she didn't dream them up. "Maybe I can change how things ended up." Annie said walking up the front steps to the door of her old house. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Hello?" A young man she instantly recognized asked opening the door.

Mitchell!" Annie cried throwing her arms around him. "God, I thought I just dreamt you up."

Mitchell, stood there, with his mouth gaped open. Here he was in a new house with his friend George and this strange girl seemed to know him. "Ummm….who are you?"

"Oh no." Annie said backing away from Mitchell. "That's right, I never died, you never met me." She looked into his eyes with her eyes glistening from the tears, "But I know you. I know so much about you and George."

Mitchell grabbed her by the shoulders, "How do you know about me and George?"

"Mitchell, let go you're hurting me. I can explain everything."

…

Mitchell and George sat around the living room listening to Annie explain how she knew them. "Wait…" George said taking off his glasses and rubbing his forehead, "Let me get this straight. A year ago you had a fall down the stairs and ended up in a coma and dreamed you had met me and Mitchell?"

"Right. Only in my dream, I had died so I was a ghost still living here when the two of you moved in. It was really weird having 3 supernaturals living under one roof." Her smile had faded, "Only some people didn't like that very much. Some people like…Herrick."

"How do you know about Herrick?" Mitchell asked edging forward.

Annie gave a sad, sweet smile to Mitchell, "I told you, you guys were my best friends. Of course we had dealings with Herrick and ummm not the nicest either. He tried to kill you once Mitchell."

Mitchell stood up and started pacing, "Right." He thought back about all the things Annie had told them that she knew about them like how and when George got scratched and when Mitchell had actually been born. "So, let's say that I believe your story…" He looked over at George, "Can I have a word?"

George nodded and followed Mitchell to the kitchen. "Well she seems odd."

"Odd? George she knows stuff about us that no one should know." He peered towards the living room where Annie was, "What do we do with her."

"Do with her? What do you mean do with her? She can't stay. It's way too dangerous for us and her."

Mitchell nodded. He felt something for the girl, he just couldn't tell if it was because of the emotions she showed him earlier or if it was her blood calling out to him.

They walked back into the living room with George leading the way, "I'm sorry but you can't stay with us."

"Oh, no of course not I mean…" Annie choked back some tears, "No I didn't expect that…but ummmm, I'll just be going then." Annie turned around trying hard not to cry. She was so glad to see them again but it wasn't the same. They weren't her George and Mitchell, they were just George and Mitchell.

Mitchell looked from George to Annie who was walking towards the door, "Wait." She turned to look at him, "Why don't you stay a few days. I mean you've been through a lot and I'm sure a familiar place would be more comfortable for you."

"Mitchell, what are you doing?" George asked grabbing his arm. "I thought we agreed not to let her stay here."

Mitchell shook his head, "Look at her. She needs us right now." He had to admit that he was a little afraid of having this girl around. There was something strong pulling him to her, he just hoped it wouldn't be something he would later regret.

Annie's face lit up. "Really?" She smiled and hugged both George and Mitchell, "Thank you. How about I go make some tea. I make amazing tea if I do say so myself."

George looked at Mitchell, "You better be right about this."