Disclaimer: I do not own any of Ghost Whisperer, but if I did, the show would definitely not be over.

Melinda avoided Jim the rest of the day. She felt he needed some space for a little bit. While trying to sort out her feelings, she forgot to set her alarm for the next morning to wake up for work. The next morning, Melinda slept peacefully until ten thirty.

Her eyes opened to the sunlight streaming through the curtains.

"It's bright for seven." she sat up in bed and looked at her alarm clock. "Oh no! it's late! I'm late!"

Melinda jumped out of her bed and into the shower. She rushed to get ready for work. While grabbing her coat, purse, and keys, she slipped on her shoes and hopped over to the door. When Melinda opened the door, Sam was about to knock.

"Hi." he smiled.

"Get out of my way." she said rudely, pushing him away.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked.

"You're what's wrong. I know all about what you want and I am not a toy you can just play with." she said, coldly.

"What are you talking about?" Sam played dumb.

"Don't be stupid. I heard you and Jim in the hallway yesterday. You practically blurted out your plan and called me names. I'm nothing but a pawn in your game. Anything I felt for you is gone. And you can forget about getting the company." Melinda walked away.

Sam was left standing in the hall dumbfounded. He had to come up with a new plan and fast.

Melinda ran to the elevator and stepped in right before it closed. She took in a deep breath and waited for it to stop on the top floor. Rushing down the hall to her office, Melinda hoped Jim wouldn't still be upset over the fight they got into yesterday. When she opened the door, she saw Jim working on another design for the fall collection.

"Jim." she said as she went to set her stuff down. "I'm incredibly sorry for being really late."

Jim didn't say anything. Melinda walked over to him.

"Are you not talking to me?" she asked, sadly.

"I don't want to get yelled at." he said quietly as he continued to work.

Melinda stopped him from working and he looked up at her. She could see in his eyes how sad he was.

"I'm not gonna yell at you. I need to talk to you." she said.

"So talk." Jim sat down and crossed his arms across his chest.

"I saw you and Sam in the hallway yesterday." she said.

Jim's eyes widened. Apparently, he was not expecting her to hear any of that. He opened his mouth to speak, but Melinda stopped him.

"I heard about Sam's intentions and I hate myself for ever liking him. I just saw his kindness and that was all I needed. I should have believed you but with our history I wasn't sure if you were just trying to ruin something good for me. But I'm done with him and I'm sorry." Melinda hoped he would forgive her.

"I know we weren't the best of friends, but was it so hard to believe me?" Jim asked.

"I don't know. I didn't know what to believe, but I believe everything you said." she sat on the table in front of her.

"What did you do to Sam?" he asked.

"I kicked him to the curb. No one treats me like that. Well, except you." Melinda smiled.

"Hey, I would never use you." Jim stood up.

"Good." it was quiet, until she spoke again. "So, were you jealous of Sam?"

"No!" he lied, but Melinda wasn't convinced. "Fine, maybe a little."

"Yeah, I also heard that in the hallway. I saw how you punched him for saying I was stupid and calling me his bitch. Only someone who liked me would do that." she smiled.

"He went too far with that shit." Jim started to get angry.

"Hey, calm down." she scooted closer to him. "Nothing he said was true."

"Are you sure?" he asked."I promise." Melinda nodded.

"Good. Because I was freaking out. I never noticed it until now. How much I like you, I mean. I was only being an ass to you because you were an ass to me." Jim smiled a crooked smile.

"I never noticed how much I liked you, either. I mean I always felt something but I suppressed it because you were being an ass to me. That's why I acted the way I did." she said.

"Wow, now just imagine if we actually admitted this to each other earlier. Do you know how much time we spent arguing that we could have spent getting along?" he shook his head.

"Well, all that's in the past. I would really like start over." Melinda said.

"Me too. So starting now, we are two different people than what we used to be." Jim held his hand out to her.

"Deal." she smiled and shook his hand.

Silence fell over them as they stared at each other. Their fingers laced together while their faces came closer to each other. As soon as their lips met, an electric shock went through them. Neither one could pull away. The feeling was so amazing, they wanted it to last. A few minutes later, they broke apart.

"Whoa. Never expected to do that." Melinda said.

"Me neither. But, I liked it a lot." Jim smiled.

"Me too." she smiled, then kissed him again.

They shared a few pecks then a passionate kiss. Both pairs of arms wove around each other, the two of them getting lost in the kiss.

"I'm sorry I was extremely late today." Melinda said at the end of the workday.

"Don't worry about it. I completely forgot about it." he smiled as he collected his stuff.

"Hmm. No scolding. I like this new Jim." she smiled as they walked to the door.

"I could be a jerk if you want." he leaned against the door.

"Please, I've had six years of it. I want the nice guy I met this morning." Melinda said.

"Mr. Nice at your service." Jim smiled and pulled her against him.

"How long do I have your services?" she narrowed her eyes.

"As long as you want, baby." he kissed her. "Wow, it feels good to call you that and not get yelled at."

"Things are different now." she kissed him and gently pushed him out of the way.

Before she could open the door, Jim pushed her against the door and kissed her passionately.

"You don't know how much I love doing that." he smiled.

"Oh, I think I do." she winked at him and opened the door.

"Mrs. Gordon, someone sent something for you." Stephanie walked up to her and handed her a package.

"Oh, thanks." she took the package from her.

"Who's it from?" Jim asked.

"Don't know." Melinda walked over to her desk and set her stuff down.

She unwrapped the package and found short-stemmed roses.

"Oh no." she mumbled and grabbed the card in the box.

Melinda,

You've got it all wrong. Please believe me. Jim made me say things that weren't true. I would never hurt you. Can we meet and talk? Please?

Sam

"Are these from who I think they are." Jim clenched his jaw.

Melinda nodded faintly. Jim took the card from her and read it. She could see the anger grow in him with each word he read. He looked up at her and instantly his anger melted into worry.

"You don't believe him, do you?" he asked.

"No, of course not. I've known you longer. I believe you." she reassured him.

"He won't quit until this company is his." he said angrily.

"Why is it so important to him?" she asked.

"I don't know. If I did, I probably could have stopped him already." Jim ran his hand through his hair.

"Well, lets not worry about this today. Lets just go home and relax, okay. Just hang out for a while." Melinda grabbed her stuff.

"What if he comes to talk to you?" he asked.

"I'll have you to protect me." Melinda said.

"Alright. Come on." Jim took her hand.

She threw the roses in the trash and followed Jim out of the office. Everyone was already gone so they locked up the building and went home. They decided to hang out at Jim's apartment.

"Should we tell anyone that we're a couple?" Jim asked.

"Why shouldn't we?" Melinda asked.

"I don't know. If you don't want to then we can keep it a secret." he said.

"Why wouldn't I want anyone to know that you're mine? Sure would keep all the girls at the company off you." she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"What girls?" he smiled.

"All the girls at work always talk about how sexy you are and what they would do to you if they had you." she said.

"What would they do to me?" Jim wanted to know.

"I can't tell you. I'm sworn to secrecy." she smiled.

"Oh, really?" he laughed. "You can't even tell me one thing?"

Melinda thought for a minute. She grinned.

"Well, one of the girls said that they would ride you until you were broken and they would spank you and a lot of other stuff." she smiled.

"Who said that?" Jim laughed.

"I can't tell you." she said.

"Come on. I won't say anything." he pleaded.

"I did." she mumbled.

"What?" he thought he heard wrong.

"I did. I thought of intense things when I wasn't mad at you." she blushed.

He became quiet for a second.

"I bet I made you uncomfortable, didn't I?" she said.

"Wow, so I'm not the only one." he said to himself.

"Huh?" Melinda was confused.

"I thought of some intense things, too. Boy, did those fantasies have me wanting the real thing. But, of course, I couldn't because we weren't there." he explained.

"You thought of you and me? Together like that?" she blushed again.

"Yeah, pretty much all the time. Even when we fought. I imagined how we would make up. It was all just a fantasy, though." Jim said. "Is that weird?"

Melinda pulled him to her and kissed him passionately.

"I guess it's not." he said after they pulled away.

"Describe one of your fantasies to me?" Melinda was curious.

"No, you'll think I'm a freak." he shook his head.

"Please. I want to know." she pleaded.

"You promise you won't laugh or anything?" he asked.

"I promise." she smiled.

"Okay. Well, there are a lot. Which one do you want to hear?" he asked.

"Umm… What kind of stuff do you fantasize about?" she asked.

Jim thought for a minute. He grinned at something he thought about. Melinda smiled and rolled her eyes.

"Jim, just tell me any one. I don't care." she was eager to hear one.

"Okay okay. Well, we just had a huge fight and we weren't talk to each other. I was mad at you for something and later that day, I was doing work at my desk. I started imagining what could have happened. I imagined that you came into the office and locked the door. You came over to my desk and moved my work aside. You sat on top of my desk with your legs spread in front of me. You said you were sorry and then started pulling off my shirt. I wasn't going to argue. I undressed you as you undressed me while we made out and we started having dirty desk sex." Jim explained his fantasy. "If I go any further in depth, I'll tent my pants even higher."

Melinda looked down at the bulge in his pants and blushed.

"Well, that's some fantasy you got there." she smiled.

"What about you?" he looked at her.

"Whoops, look at the time!" Melinda looked at the imaginary watch around her wrist. "It's getting late. I really should get home."

She got up and was about to leave when Jim pulled her down on his lap.

"Nope, I told you one, now you have to tell me one." he said.

"No. I can't. You'll laugh at me." she said.

"I won't laugh. Come on. I'm anxious to hear what you think about me." he smiled.

"You should already know what I think about you." she turned around in his lap.

"I have a slight idea. Confirm my assumptions." he said.

"Okay." she straddled his lap and kissed him passionately.

They spent the rest of the evening making out and feeling each other up. Jim walked Melinda to her apartment, calling it a night.

"I'll see you tomorrow." she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Okay. See you tomorrow, babe." he kissed her sweetly.

"I'm your babe." she giggled.

"Yup. Always." he smiled.

"Forever." she nodded.

He leaned down and kissed her passionately.

"Well, isn't this nice." Sam walked towards them.

"What the hell do you want?" Melinda asked.

"Well, first I wanted the company. I want to destroy Jim. But now I realized the company isn't enough. Now, I think I'll take you." Sam grinned.

Jim instantly pulled Melinda behind him. She clutched to his arm.

"You stay the hell away from her!" Jim yelled.

"Oh, what's the matter? Haven't you ever heard of sharing?" Sam asked. "Besides, you know she would much rather be with me."

"That's a lie! I hate you!" Melinda exclaimed.

"You don't talk to me like that you bitch!" Sam yelled.

"DON'T FUCKING TALK TO HER LIKE THAT!" Jim tensed up.

"Melinda, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that." Sam apologized and held out his hand. "Come on. Let's get out of here."

"Are you out of your mind? I'm not going anywhere with you." she held onto Jim tighter.

"Get the hell out of here. NOW!" Jim growled.

Sam stared at Melinda for a second before walking away. As soon as he was out of sight, Jim turned to Melinda and swept her up in a hug.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"I'm scared." she whispered.

"Don't be. He won't even get close enough to try and hurt you." he soothed her. "I'll protect you."

She nodded against his chest. Melinda pulled Jim into her apartment and had him hold her until she fell asleep. They were lying on the couch for a while. Jim left her to sleep peacefully as he laid on the floor and fell asleep himself.

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