**okay, this chapter is a little sad. I wanted to put a little more emphasis on what Emily and Henry's relationship was like before his death (god, I sound like my Honors English 10 teacher!). Okay, that's all for now. Please review**
Everything at the Glaceau house was dull since the death of Henry. The parents have been trying to work more hours to get their minds off of it, Peter was usually never home, which left Emily home alone most of the time. She sighed and looked out the window. It was an unusually sunny day, which reminded Emily of the day when she was 7 and Henry was 4.
(flashback)
It was an abnormally hot day, and she somehow convinced him that it would be fun to build an indoor pool. So they took the hose into the kitchen, Emily turned it on (without knowing that her mother was in the kitchen) and water was everywhere! "EMILY MADALYN! HENRY DAVID!" their mother had yelled.
"Yes?" Emily said sweetly as Henry tried to hide behind his sister.
"What is with this? Are you 2 trying to turn our house into an indoor pool?"
"But it wasn't us. We wouldn't do that, Mommy. Uh… it was Peter!"
Her mother looked at her straight in the eye. "Are you sure?"
"Mm-hmm!"
"Then I'm sorry for yelling at you. And I'm sorry to you too, Henry. You're not in trouble." She ran up to Peter's room to do some more yelling as Emily and Henry laughed their heads off.
(end flashback)
Emily giggled remembering that and wished that Henry was still alive. "Oh Henry," she whispered. "You were an amazing brother. I really wish you were still here. Life, it's been fucked up since you've been gone." A tear fell from her face. "I'm surprised you're not even haunting me."
"Ay, but I am," she heard Henry's voice say.
"H-Henry!" She turned away from the window and saw Henry standing at the door. "Oh my god! It is you! Henry!"
"And me," Natalie called as she joined Henry at the door.
"And me," Gabe said as he, too, joined Henry at the door, but then he wished he didn't. "Uh, you don't know me."
"I know I don't!" Emily said. "Who are you?"
"Natalie's brother, Gabriel, but you can call me Gabe."
"Natalie, I didn't know you had a brother… a really hot brother, to be exact. What happened to him?"
Natalie grinned. "He died during infancy," she said, almost proudly.
Emily looked at Gabe sadly. "Aw! You poor guy! You never really got to live, did you?"
"No," Gabe agreed. "You know, Henry told me he had a sister, but he never said that you were pretty. And by pretty, I mean pretty hot."
"I wish you weren't dead. I'd totally date you!"
"Uh, okay, Simba and Nala, enough of the fluff," Henry said. "Even if he was alive, you couldn't date him. That'd be wrong!"
"And why is that so?"
"Cuz I'm dating Gabe's sister, that's why. Me and her would've gotten married, but then we both committed suicide…"
"SUICIDE? Henry, WHY?"
"Well, for 1 thing, you were smothering me to the point where I wanted to die, and since no one else gave a shit for me, I figured I'd be better off dead. Oh, and also, I wanted to be with Natalie cuz I love her."
"Oh my god. I'm sorry, Henry. Please have mercy on me. You're my little brother. Older sisters do that kind of stuff to little brothers."
"Or older siblings to younger sibling," Gabe pointed out.
"I never meant to make you want to die. Please don't haunt me for the rest of my life… but could you haunt me on occasion so I can still have you in my life?"
Henry sighed. "It's okay," he said after awhile. "I forgive you. If you really want me to, I'll haunt you for the rest of your life on occasion. I gotta go now."
"Bye Henry. I never admitted this to you, but I love you."
"Bye Emily. I never admitted this, but I used to smoke pot."
"WHAT?"
"Bye." Henry went away and Natalie followed, waving goodbye.
"Gabey, do you have to go too?"
"Sadly, yes," Gabe sighed. "I have to watch over Natalie to make sure she doesn't get into anything stupid. Plus, we couldn't work out anyway. Your parents would think you're crazy to be dating a dead guy. It was really nice to meet you, Emily. I'll miss you. So long."
"I'll miss you too. Ta-ta." Gabe left and Emily was once again alone. "Why does he have to be so protecting… and hot… and dead?"