Thanks to AmericanEagleGirl17 and Ghostwhispererintraining for reviewing the previous chapter.
Different people call meals different things, for this story they will be Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner. Not sure if in the show if it mentioned if Rick could cook, for this story he can.
Hope you enjoy!
Rick's POV
Melinda was asleep all morning and well into the rest of the day until I woke her up that afternoon for dinner. I wasn't sure if she had eaten any breakfast, but I knew she had no lunch and must be really hungry.
Being careful not to frighten her I lightly placed my hand on her shoulder and gently shook her awake, "It's around 6 you hungry?" I asked her once she had woken up some, "We could order some take-out, go to a restraint," I said paused then continued, "If you want I could cook."I offered.
"I didn't know you could cook," Malinda replied.
I laughed, "Very few do know, actually, I think you are the only one." I informed her, "I couldn't live off of take-out, restaurants, frozen dinners, canned food, and sandwiches forever. Some can, I tried and couldn't stand it. So," I said, "What do you want to do for dinner?"
"Well…since your cooking hasn't killed you yet," She began.
"Haha, very funny," I told her with a sarcastic tone.
"If you want, you can cook. If it's bad we can always order something later."She finished.
"OR, we can skip me cooking and order something. That way we don't have to chance my bad cooking killing you."I suggested.
"Why do that? I want to test out these amazing cooking skills that I have just heard of." She said.
'I KNEW I shouldn't have mentioned me cooking.' I thought, giving a half grin.
"Salad is in the fridge, fish in freezer you can cook it any way you like." She told me.
"Don't trust me to put together a meal?" I faked hurt, and headed to the kitchen, truth was I had already scanned her kitchen for something to make for dinner if she chose for me to cook and had decided on just what she had said.
Melinda's POV
I blushed after Rick left; our exchange had been just the opposite of his last question. I trust him fully and was just trying to make it easier on him.
I could hear him in the kitchen shuffling pots, pans, and who knows what else around. When he started the oven a little while later the doorbell rang.
I was unsure if he had heard it or if he had heard it and was going to let me get it, but either way I was glad to be able to do something other than sleep, if only something as simple as answer the door.
When I opened it I found Delia standing there, "Hey Delia, what are you doing here?" I asked her, I hadn't really expected for her to come by, though I should have.
"Wanted to check on you, see if you need anything, and say I'm extremely sorry about Jim." Delia replied, "I had told Rick I would stop by."
"He must have forgotten to mention it." I said, 'probably because of all his worrying and taking care of me.' I added as an afterthought. "Why don't you come in and have some dinner with us." I invited, but not sure if I wanted her to accept or not.
"Hey Delia, glad you could make it." Rick's voce came from behind me. "Join us for dinner, there's more than enough."
"Melinda had just offered," Delia told him.
"Great minds think alike," he replied. They stood there a few minutes, "There is salad and fish baked until golden brown."
Delia sighed then smiled, "OK, you talked me into it." I could tell there was more to her words then she had said.
Delia's POV
"Melinda had just offered," I told Rick, not finishing my sentence, but the unspoken words was there, 'but I'm not sure if I should accept.'
"Great minds think alike," He had replied, his voice and eyes said, 'She offered, she needs you to be there for her. Please stay.'
'Not sure what I would say to her though, how to act.' I told him.
'I don't either; I never had anybody there for me through Kate's death. I wish I had people, friends, there. I'm sure she wants them there to.' He finished.
"OK, you talked me into it," I finally said aloud, "I'll stay." I shifted my arm to reveal the bad there, "I brought some dessert as well, fudge and cookies."
Across Town
For the first time ever, more than a handful of dark spirits and ghost whisperers were gathered together.
I stood off to the shadows, hidden. I had called them. None of them knew who I was, or what I looked like and I planned to keep it that way.
I was watching, analyzing, them. Learning each one's strengths and weaknesses, I could sense them. We were going to bring in a new era, we were going to start something big, and we were going to start it right here in Grandview. Each and every one of us had a part to play, first though Melinda Gordon has to be taken care of.
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