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A/N: Sorry for the very long delay on this story. This isn't beta-ed, but I felt I couldn't let you wait for this anymore. I hope to have the next chapter up soon as well. Please leave me a review if you can find the time...
A/N2: Again: Reposted from my other account: L0stAng3l.
Chapter 2
Melinda reached out her arm and grabbed the phone from the nightstand. She had to tell Jim what had happened just mere hours ago. She dialed her husband's cell phone number and waited for him to pick it up. 'Come on, Jim, please pick it up, come on baby.' She begged in her mind.
"Jim," he answered, he'd probably seen that it was her who was trying to call him, and not some colleague, or his boss for that matter.
"Hey, it's me. Look, there's something you need to know…" She started. She fumbled nervously with the cord of the phone, winding it around her finger and tugging at it.
"Spirit business?" He asked. "Because then I might better find a private place to talk about it."
"Yeah," she confirmed, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "It's someone you know this time." Her smile died down, she didn't know how he would react to the news of his ex trying to make contact with his wife.
"Oh," she heard him say. He didn't sound very happy about it.
"Jaysea, your ex-girlfriend," she said, trying to hide the bitterness in her voice.
"Do you know why she contacted you?" Jim asked, having noticed the coldness in the voice of his wife. He had to admit that he wouldn't like it either if he had been in her position. He didn't want to know about her former boyfriends, he didn't want to be compared to them, just like he didn't compare her to his former girlfriends. Even if he would, then Melinda would win.
"No, and at first I didn't recognize her. But then I went to bed, dreamed about our wedding. Then I realized she was there… you introduced us."
She heard how Jim let out a deep sigh. "Look, Melinda… Can we discuss this some other time? I have work to do." He sounded agitated, this was not the right time to talk about this. But then again, those spirits never had a good timing. But more so he didn't want to discuss matters like this over the phone.
Melinda nodded uselessly. "Okay, but one more thing… How did she die?" She needed to know, this way she could find out more about what the spirit wanted.
It stayed silent for a while on the other side. "She… She killed herself."
"Oh… I'm sorry baby," Melinda said. "I didn't know that." She swallowed, he didn't sound that sad, but not that happy either. He probably had a lump in his throat. It stayed silent for some longer when Jim spoke up again.
"That's because I don't like talking about ex's. Love you Hon," he said before hanging up the phone.
Melinda let out a deep sigh, placed the phone back on the nightstand and let herself fall back on the bed. 'Well, at least I do know a little more now.' She thought to herself before getting up from the bed and deciding to take a warm bath.
She put on her long light blue robe and made her way to the bathroom, she turned the tap and let the hot water fill the tub. After adding some bath salt she undressed herself and tested the water with her toe. It was pretty hot so in a reflex she withdrew her foot.
After adding some more cold water she let herself sink down in the tub, her whole body covered in bubbles. She closed her eyes and leaned back when she suddenly felt a presence in the bathroom. Her eyes flew open and her gaze connected with Jaysea's.
She tried to keep herself calm. "Jaysea," she said. "Why are you here? Why haven't you crossed over yet?"
Jaysea looked at her, her eyes filled with sadness. "I do see the light Melinda, it's beautiful." She looked somewhere in the direction of the bathroom door. After a while she turned back. "But I can't go there yet... There's something you need to know."
"What is it?" Melinda asked the spirit.
"You. You're in danger. I'm here to keep an eye on you. I have to warn you for the force I wasn't able to stop," she said. "Go to the hospital and ask after my name. Walker. Jaysea Walker."
Melinda shook her head. "No, Jaysea. I don't have access to your personal file. I can't help you."
Jaysea looked at her intently. "You don't have to help me. I have to help you fight against the force," she said.
"What force?"
"Go to the hospital," was the last thing Jaysea said before she vanished, leaving a stunned Melinda sitting in the bath.
All the bubbles had disappeared and the water had turned cold. Melinda let out a deep sigh, sometimes she really hated her gift. 'I guess I better listen to her and go to the hospital,' Melinda thought to herself while drying and dressing.
An hour later she was sitting in her car, driving in the direction of the local hospital. She had called Jim again right after she had come out of the bathroom, he'd promised he would ask the people at the hospital if she could take a look. He'd called her back within a few minutes and said that they'd agreed to let her take a look at Jaysea's file. She'd thanked him a lot and now she was on her way.
When the hospital came into view she drove onto the parking lot and parked her car near the door. She saw all spirits around the entrance, trying to talk to their loved ones, but being ignored. She gave them all a look and a small smile before making her way inside.
On the stairs she came across the spirit of an old man. "I can't find my wife," he mumbled to himself, not noticing Melinda. When he did he went to stand in front of her. "You can see me, right?" When Melinda nodded he continued. "You have to help me, I can't find my wife."
"I'm sorry, but I can't. I'm here to visit somebody," she lied quickly, giving the man a smile. She couldn't help every spirit who crossed her path, no matter how much she wanted to. Her grandmother had told her that she shouldn't help too much spirits at the same time, and the ones she ignored would be back if it was something really important.
She made her way to the desk and got the attention of the woman standing behind it. "Excuse me, I'm Melinda Gordon. I'm here to look into the file of Jaysea Walker." She said, feeling silly for asking something like that.
"Are you Jim Clancy's wife?" The elderly woman asked her. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail and she had a few grey hairs already.
"Yes," Melinda said and watched how the woman pulled a file out of the cabinet behind her.
"Okay, I can only give you a few minutes. Normally we don't do this, but your husband is a sweetie, so for once..." The woman smiled.
Melinda matched her smile, opening the file. "Thank you," she said.
She looked at the personal information sheet, which held nothing special. Then she moved to a few photos. Jaysea's body was all bruised and cut. She looked at another sheet. She'd been brought in with several injuries, in a period of over more than a few years. Broken ribs, a deep cut through the muscles of her left upper leg, broken cheekbone, broken nose... it seemed as if she'd gone to a few years of hell.
The last photos were her wrists, both slid. Melinda felt her eyes well up, it was horrible what the woman had gone through, and she didn't feel surprised that she had killed herself.
"Excuse me," Melinda asked. "This injuries, do you know where she got them?"
The woman nodded. "She was abused for several years, but we couldn't help her since she wouldn't tell us who hurt her like that. It's really horrible, she's gone through so much pain."
"Do you have any idea who could've possible done it?"
"Well, we have a suspicion. Her former boyfriend... he never brought her here, it was always a neighbor or a good friend."
Melinda nodded, feeling dizzy all of a sudden. "Thank you," she managed to choke out before leaving the hospital in a hurry. Had it really been Jim? Had Jim hurt his ex-girlfriend? Did Jaysea come to her to warn her... for Jim?
TBC
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