Jay was going through the woods with the rest of the search party. He rubbed his hands down his tired face as he jumped down a bank and checked to see anything flowing in the water.

God... if Emma's body showed up in the river or not, he didn't know what'd he do.

He was so use to the brat being in his life. It wasn't right not seeing her for more than a day. . . it was driving him mad. And now with what seemed like a struggle, he knew Emma must be hurt or something... and that just tore him more apart.

He looked up to see Sean walking with his ex, Ellie. Ellie would come for the ride. Jay snickered bitterly and shook his head.

Emma showed up beside him and walked along the bank with him, "You can hear me." she confirms and walked faster, noticing his pace speed up, "Can you see me?"

She eyed him. He seemed to be looking the oppisite direction of her. Eager to see what was in an empty ditch.

"Your trying to ignore me..." she drifts with a smirk and crossed her arms, "Didn't work before, not going to work now."

Jay went to turn and Emma dove her hand to his.

Sean and Ellie looked over from 10 feet away to see Jay yank his hand away from nothing and start to breath heavily. They both sent him strange looks.

"Are you okay?" Sean asked his friend curiously. Sean still looked like shit, like he was blaming himself for this. Tell you the truth though, Jay looked even worse. He looked like he was not only worried out of his mind, but hasn't slept in days and was twitchy.

"Bug." Jay lied and Emma rolled her eyes.

"You've called me worse." she says jokingly.

He snapped back, "Shut up."

Ellie put a hand on Sean's arm and said, "Come on, Sean. We can look more further in the woods."

Sean swallowed hair looking down and then back at her to nod. They headed out more as Jay stayed behind, glaring after then with Emma.

Emma snickered, "She goes after Marco when he's gay. She goes after Craig when he's with Manny. And now she goes for my boyfriend." she said and looked back to Jay.

He seemed to be ignoring her again and it was getting on her nerves. He then reached into his pocket and got a cigerette out and a liter, taking a smoke.

"That kills you, you know?" Emma taunts.

"So what?" he grumbling, inhaling deeply and watching the people around still searching. Though here he was, thinking his imagination was getting the best of him.

Emma licked her lips and stepped closer to him, infront of him. Maybe he'd listen and listen good.

"Jay, I'm still out there. I'm real, help me now."

"Your not real." "This happens to me...a lot."

"What do you mean?" "Do you see Dead people?"

"This isn't the sixth sense, GP-" Jay stopped himself from her nickname, and sadly looked down. He wasn't talking to Emma, this was his mind playing tricks. "It's a pyocho thing"

"No, no it isn't. Jay believe it, please. I'm here. No one can see me but you." Emma cried, tears starting to fall, "And I don't know what happened to me...."

Jay didn't reply to that. It was getting late and Emma thought he went back to shunning her, not believing. Giving up...

She followed him to his apartment and Emma sucked in a shaky breath and Jay shut the door after her and exhaled deeply as well.

He could still feel her presents. You know, he always did... even when she was alive. That feeling she made him feel when she was around.

Jay bit the end of his tounge going to his bedroom and taking off his shoes and then his shirt. Emma went to turn but looked at him, his eyes seemed so distance as he stared across the room.

"I've been seeing ghosts since I can remember. But I stopped it a few years ago. The cure? Drugs." Jay explained, "I haven't had time to smoke anything or take anything since you've gone missing."

He left out the fact on why he was so busy he couldn't smoke. He was to worried and scared shitless... for her. He's been straight for more than a week.

Emma bit her lower lip and continued to listen to him, "Now here you are." he muttered, playing the keys in his hands.

Emma slowly walked infront of him, and his eyes slowly trailed up until they locked eyes. She reached her hand out, and took the keys away from him. He tore his eyes away from her beautiful ones, and saw the keys were taken physically from his hands.

She was real. She was here. He wasn't crazy.

She gave him back the keys and they looked at another again. "Please help me. I need you. I don't know if I'm dead or what, but I need you." she whispered.

Silence.

Emma saw the look on his face and feared he was going to say no.

"What's the last thing you remember?" he asked, Emma smiled softy and he smirked a bit. She then tried to remember.

Parents were away. The party was going on. Sean had called her innocent and she asked Jay what he thought...

"Just you calling after me and storming out of my house..." Emma drifts and he pierced his lips, "I was kinda drunk." she joked.

He laughed, "Kinda?" he then frowned, "Did anyone follow you out?"

Emma shook her head as the tears formed back into her eyes and she cried, "I don't remember anything more. Just being scared. Screaming for help. I don't know why, what for, or where it happened."

She shook uncontrollably from shaking and crying, Jay went to hug her but was a little afraid, he's never believed in these 'ghosts' but here she stood, the girl he's been wanting forever, needing him to save her.

Jay wrapped his arms around her and Emma shut her eyes and laid her head on his chest. He held her tighter and neither of them felt afraid anymore.