Melinda's face became pale white when she heard the news about Sam. If the doctor was right and she was dead that means she would be a ghost, but that doesn't explain why Ned could see her. She didn't understand how this could be possible. Then she remembered Eli. He had a near death experience and he was able to well hear ghost. The doctor did say that Ned flat lined. Could it be possible that Ned could now see ghosts as well? This would change his life forever. Before he knew about them, but it's much different when you can see it. He had the advantage of being able to ignore them now he had no choice. He was going to be a ghost whisperer like Melinda. Then she realized this wasn't going to be the worst part. The worst part would be that she has to tell him that Sam is a ghost, and he has to help her move on. Melinda could tell that Ned was interested in her, so this made it that much harder. She wished there was another way or a way to reverse it, but she knew that he would have to do it. Now she had to figure out how to tell him, and how to make him believe her.
Ned was in the hospital bed talking to Sam. He was so worried about her. He was afraid that she had been shot as well, but there was not a scratch on her. She looked perfect as always. Ned didn't think about it much. He was just glad that she was okay. She was unaware that anything had happened to her. She said that it was all a blur to her. She only remembered that Ned had saved her life. They looked into each other's eyes. They had both waited for this moment. She thought it would happen outside of her dorm room, but what better way is there to repay the guy that saved your life. She leaned in closer to him. He leaned in as well. The moment was now. Their lips were just inches apart. It was now or never. Sadly it would be never because Melinda ran into the room gasping for air. Both Ned and Sam separated quickly. They were embarrassed that Melinda had walked in, but she didn't notice anything. When Melinda caught her breath she asked Sam could she speak to Ned alone. Sam nodded and walked out the door. Ned's face was red with embarrassment. He thought she was going to give him some crazy speech about girls. She gave him this look of pure concern. Ned was startled by this look and he quickly sat up because he thought something was seriously wrong. Ned asked," Is there something wrong?"
Melinda replied," Yes, Ned, I have to tell you something although I would rather not."
"Well what is it?"
"Ned when you were in surgery you flat lined."
"Okay, but they brought me back, so everything is okay."
"No I mean do you remember what happened with Eli?"
"Yeah he could hear ghost…oh you think that I'm becoming a ghost whisper."
Ned chuckled at the thought.
"I don't think I know, Ned."
"How do you know?"
Ned was still smiling from the thought that he could see ghost.
"I'm sorry, but Sam is dead. I asked the doctor how she was and he told me."
Ned's smile went away as fast as it came.
"It can't be true."
Ned realized that it made sense. He had had a near death experience. It was a high possibility that he had become a ghost whisperer. When he was younger he would have loved for this to happen. He always wanted to be more involved with it, but he had just started to have a life. He didn't want it to happen this way. Sam was dead. She was his first ghost. How was he going to deal with this? Then he realized that Sam didn't know she was dead. I mean how could she? She wouldn't have acted the way she did if she knew. He thought he heard a second gunshot. How was he going to tell her? He was confused about everything. His life had become extremely more complicated. One thing was for sure he had to tell her. Melinda decided to leave him to his thoughts. She knew he would do the right thing in the end. Now she would have to do another hard thing. She had to tell Ned's mom. How do you tell someone their son is a ghost whisperer?
Delia was on her way to Ned's room when Melinda had found her. She told Delia it was probably a good idea to give him some space right now. She convinced her to come with her and get some coffee. They sat down at the cafeteria. Melinda took a deep breath. Delia had realized something was wrong. She had a concerned look on her face. She was afraid that something worse had happened. Melinda told her the long story of what had happened. Delia just sat there speechless. What could she really say? Her best friend was a ghost whisperer, so she knew Ned wouldn't be alone in this, but because her friend was a ghost whisperer she knew how alone he would feel and how hard it would be on him. Her son was not dead. She could be thankful for that, but she had to worry about the life he would live now, and the girl whose life he was trying to save was now dead. He had failed. She worried for him more now. She wanted nothing more than to go be with her son, but Melinda convinced her that he needed to figure this out on his own. She knew that Melinda was right, but he was his mother of course she wanted to make the pain go away and make everything better, but there was nothing she could do.
Sam came back to Ned's room. She looked at him like nothing had changed, but only he knew that everything had changed. How was he going to tell her she was a ghost? How would her tell her that if he wouldn't have gone down that alley she would still be alive? It was all his fault. That was what he never told his mom or Delia. They all thought he was a hero, but he knew he wasn't. He was a silly boy with a crush that wanted to get back to her dorm quickly to get the kiss he had waited on for what felt like forever. He was selfish. Because of him she would never experience anything again. He had ruined her life. It was almost more than he could bear. The only thing he could do now was tell her the truth and help her to move on. She saw the shame in his eyes. She felt that it was out of place in this situation. She was full of happiness and butterflies. She had never felt better in her life, but he could have never looked worse. Her happy face turned into a look of concern. A few moments passed and he finally worked up the courage, and he said," Sam, I'm sorry. I should have never gone out with you. I'm so sorry."
Her eyes were beginning to fill up with tears.
She replied." What are you talking about? What's wrong?"
"You don't remember, but in the alley after I was shot the man shot you as well."
"What?"
Tears formed in his eyes as well.
"Sam, you're dead."
She couldn't hold back the tears anymore. She was so confused. Ned stared down at her shirt. Sam followed his gaze. She was now covered in blood. There was a bullet hole in her chest. There was no denying that she was dead. These thoughts overwhelmed her and she started to cry uncontrollably. She reached out for Ned, but he just slipped through her fingers. This made her cry even more. Her sadness began to change into rage. She was so confused. She had her whole life ahead of her. What was she going to do now? She didn't blame Ned though. How could she blame the guy that tried to save her life, and wanted to be with her more than he could bear? She could never touch him. She will never kiss him. She became blinded by her rage and Ned's room started to shake. The lights were flickering on and off. He knew something was wrong. Then she was gone!
