Authors Note: I really need to get organized in terms of writing because I have no idea how Clare will die/died. When I first started writing I figured it would just like naturally pop in my head….yeah, not so much. All I know is she should die in a really dramatic way but not to over the top. I want you to be crying your eyes out like I was after I watched Titanic. Um…..yea, I'm just gonna wing it.

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Eli's Pov

It was raining and he absolutely hated rain.

The only reason he was on the rode in the first place was because he promised Clare he would take her out. She told him it was fine if they had date night some other time but Eli could hear the disappointment in her voice and insisted that the rain was no problem. So here he was driving to Clare's house and scared as fuck. His hands ached from how tight he gripped the steering wheel and he was certain he had the worst luck in all of Canada.

Any other day and Eli wouldn't care all that much about the weather, but today was the day. As in the day he would finally tell Clare that he loved her. It had been 3 months since he had finally admitted to Adam that he loved Clare and ever since then he had been trying to find the right way to tell her. But there was always some small complication. By the time he would muster the courage to utter the words Clare's mom would call saying she needed to be home or Adam would call him and the moment would be ruined.

Eli had planned this day and it was supposed to be perfect.

Even as he began to edge closer to the Edward's residence something told him to turn around. He wasn't very superstitious but Eli Goldsworthy knew that bad things happen on days like these. He had learned that from experience that when it rains you should expect the worst because most likely that's what you get.

And that's exactly what happened. The worst.

Eli grinned at his girlfriend as she ran across her lawn holding her bag over her head. She slid into the leather seats of the hearse and kissed his cheek. Eli smiled in return and turned up the heat as he noticed the way Clare shivered.

"The heat doesn't work too well in Morty. Here you can take my jacket." Before Clare could answer he had already took his jacket off and placed it around her shoulders.

"Somebodies being really nice today," Clare said with a teasing smile. Eli chuckled and pulled out of the Edwards driveway.

"I'm Eli Goldsworthy," he stated with a smirk, "Aren't I always nice?"

"What about that guy the other day?"

Out of the corner of his eye he saw Clare smirk and he did the same. Eli knew exactly what she was referring to. Clare had got up from their both at The Dot to use the restroom and some guy whistled at her. Clare, embarrassed scurried into the ladies room and Eli got up to have a little chat with the whistler. Let's just say if you use the words testicles, knife, and hungry dogs together you can get just about anything you want.

"I just wanted him to apologize for whistling at you."

"He looked like he was about to shit his pants but, thank you," Clare smiled and kissed the corner of his mouth causing him to tense a bit. Clare noticed this and gave him a worried look.

"I don't like driving in the rain, it makes me nervous." Eli winced as the rain pounded harder on Morty's roof and his hands gripped the wheel tighter.

"Oh Eli, we didn't have to go out today. It is raining pretty hard." Clare looked out the window with a worried look and zipped up Eli's leather jacket to her chin.

"It's just rain, Clare. We'll be fine," he said this to reassure her but Eli himself needed reassurance.

He was a wreck. He was almost to their special place and was nervous as fuck. The ride was mostly silently but it was a comfortable type of silence. Clare had took her rain boots off and laid down on the black leather seats of Morty, her head resting in his lap. All he could think about was if she didn't say it back. According to Adam "there was no way in hell" she'd wouldn't return the words, but Eli still had his doubts.

"I didn't know you hated the rain that much," Clare said resting her head on Eli's chest.

"Yeah, well, bad things happen when it rains. When Julia got hit by that car, it was raining," He whispered.

Clare smiled and laced their fingers together as Eli let out a sigh. Her smile soon faded as she thought about the way Julia looked when Clare yelled at her. She thought about telling Eli about Julia but dismissed the idea quickly.

"So, am I some type of ghost whisper?" Eli asked with a smirk.

"Well, I am a ghost and you can see me but, I don't think so," she answered while twisting her purity ring around her finger.

"You're probably right. I've been thinking about this since I first saw you and I don't get it."

"Maybe we have a special connection," Clare said as she pulled her ring off her finger and read the engraved words.

"We do," Eli agreed and pulled her now ring-less finger up to his lips.

Eli sighed in relief when they arrived to the abandoned church; their special place. Clare sat up and looked out the window with a nervous expression.

"You've been really quiet," Clare stated sliding closer to him.

"Have I," he asked putting an arm around her. She nodded with a small smile and kissed his cheek.

"You drove me all the way out here and I still haven't gotten a real kiss," Clare pouted leaning into his side.

"I guess I'll have to change that," he said with a smirk. Eli removed his arm from around Clare's shoulder and they both turned to face each other as Clare mimicked his smirk saying,

"I guess you will."

Eli smiled and slowly leaned closer to her. Clare, not able to wait closed the gap between them with surprising force. Eli smiled and responded with just as much force. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer and Eli placed his hands on her waist in a possessive manner.

Eli noticed Clare's shirt had risen up and his hands found their way to the exposed skin. His tongue slipped into her mouth as she gasped from the cold contact of his hands. As they kissed, Clare's tiny hands worked their way under Eli's grey t-shirt

This was fast and rough unlike their usual slow, soft kisses. Clare wasn't shy when it came to touching him and Eli didn't hold back. The sound their lips made against each other's and their soft moans filled the hearse.

Clare pulled away breathing heavy, biting her lip and looking up at him with lust filled eyes. Eli smirked and lifted himself off of her. He leaned his head against the cold window of the hearse, trying to get his thoughts together. This should be it, he thought. After having such an intense moment with Clare he knew this would be the best time to tell.

He watched Clare sit up fixing her shirt with a blush spread across her cheeks. He took a deep breath taking in the site of his beautiful girlfriend who was putting his jacket back on and gripping the door handle. She gave him a mischievous grin before swinging Morty's door open and jumping out into the rain.

"Clare what are you doing?" He asked startled by her very unexpected action.

She opened the door, peeking her head in with a small grin and said,

"Come on Eli, don't be a baby. Just have some fun with me."

He sighed and smiled at her, shaking his head but nonetheless opening the door on the driver's side and joining Clare out in the rain.

"Do you remember anything yet," Eli asked running his hands through her hair.

"I remember the rain but everything else is kind of fuzzy," she answered.

Clare opened her mouth to speak but closed it when she heard Eli's door being opened.

"Dinner will be ready soon," Bullfrog announced and Clare held back the urge to great him as she usually did before things got complicated. Eli and Clare both sat up as Bullfrog took a seat on Eli's computer chair.

"I got a call from Mr. Edwards today. He wouldn't tell me exactly what happened but he did suggest we call your old therapist. Do you want to talk about it?" Bullfrog asked softly.

Clare felt Eli tense and she grabbed his hand, squeezing it tight.

"I'm fine Dad," he answered his eyes drifting to Clare who was invisible to his father. Bullfrog sighed and leaned forward and Clare could see the dark circles under his eyes.

"Elijah I've been worried about you and so has your mother. We don't want you to hold all of your feelings in like you've been doing. It's not healthy. Of all things Clare would want you to get help."

"I think it's a good idea," Clare whispered even though she knew Bullfrog couldn't hear her. Eli looked at her a smirk forming on his face and said,

"I'll do it for Clare."

"That's great, but I'm over here." Clare giggled as Bullfrog gave Eli a concerned look. Eli took his gaze off her and jumped up, hugging Bullfrog tightly. Clare smiled as she watched the scene in front of her. Bullfrog whispered something to Eli that she couldn't make out as they separated from each other.

"Don't forget about dinner," Bullfrog said as he walked out of the room making sure he closed the door behind him.

Clare rested her head on Eli's pillow and he got in the bed wrapping his arms around her. Though Clare was exhausted she didn't dare close her eyes for fear of what she would discover when she woke up.

"I'm afraid to sleep," she admitted to him. "The last time I woke up I discovered I was dead. What if you can't see me? What if-

"I promise you that I'll be right here by your side when you wake."

Clare wasn't able to respond because as Eli finished speaking her light snores filled the room.

Next Chapter will be the continuation of the flashback about the day she died. Review please!