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Melinda doesn't remember much after that point as she sat in the hospital waiting room. Except for the fact that she had collapsed on her hands and knees as they drove Jim to the hospital in the ambulance. She regrets it now, not being there for her husbands last few minutes of consciousness, but what would she of said to him? "I told you so?" No, of course not. Melinda had gotten into her car, after a few minutes she started to drive to the hospital. But she had pulled over on the side of the road only a little bit out of the drive-way because she couldn't see through the tears. She remembers calling Delia, and now she's here.

Delia and her have been sitting there for what seemed like hours, it probably was, Melinda couldn't tell.

Mel- There's no way I could of stopped it.

She says, more to herself then anyone.

Mel- It was meant to happen, it just was, it was too late the moment I woke up from that dream. It was already too late.

Her voice is blank and sad. Melinda hasn't cried yet since she had gotten to the hospital, she never thought you could be so sad that you couldn't cry…

Delia puts her hand on Melinda's knee. Melinda puts hers on top of Delia's, the warmth in her hand makes things a little better. Eli comes in with a tray of assorted drinks from Village Java.

Eli- I didn't know what you wanted, so I got you hot chocolate, tea, and coffee.

Mel- You're sweet.

Delia reaches up for the drinks.

Delia- I'll just put it down here.

Eli- So, any news?

Delia- He was suppose to be out of surgery 40 minutes ago.

Melinda leans back against the wall behind her and sighs. A nurse walks around the corner.

Nurse- Mrs. Gordon?

Melinda just turns her head over, too out of energy to say anything.

Nurse- Jim's surgery was successful, and he's in stable condition.

Melinda just nods. The nurse leads her down a hallway, all the way talking about something or another, but Melinda doesn't hear one word that she is saying. They turn a corner and, through a window, Melinda can see Jim in the hospital gown, laying on a small bed. She walks closer, her heart skips a beat, but she still doesn't cry. How could this happen? She just can't believe it.

Nurse- A nurse will call you in soon.

Mel- Thank you.

She sat there for only a few minutes before Trisha and Natalie came up behind her. And Melinda could feel Owen not far behind. Great, the last thing she wanted to do right now was a cross over.

She doesn't remember much of what happened during it, she was only half there when it actually happened. Trisha apologized about what had happened to Jim. They talked for a while. And Owen crossed over. And he was happy. Melinda only wishes she could say the same about herself.

Melinda walks into Jim's room, sick of waiting for someone to call her in, it wouldn't matter anyway.

Mel- Has he woken up yet?

Nurse- Just once after anesthesia.

Mel- Do you mind if I stay until he wakes again?

The nurse nods and walks away, leaving Melinda along with Jim, and her thoughts.

She sits down next to the bed. Seeing him there, it just hurts so bad. Finally a tear rolls down her cheek. It makes her feel better and worse all at the same time.

How could I let this happen? She thinks. I was suppose to prevent it! Isn't that why I had the dream in the first place? Maybe it wasn't, maybe it was just to torture me with guilt later, like now. Maybe it wasn't a dream, maybe all this is a dream…

Thinking about it too long made her head hurt.

I'd do anything to him alright. To have him look me in the eyes and say that everything was ok.

Why hadn't I stopped it? Why hadn't Jim and I just stayed home in the first place? Why had I been stupid enough, with all the signs, to just stay there? To not go home? I knew that it was going to happen!!! So why hadn't I stopped it?!

It's an overwhelming guilt that Melinda feels, a feeling that she only felt once before, when Andrea died, and even then, Jim was there to hug her and tell her that it wasn't her fault. He wasn't here now, and there was no one to stop the pain and guilt that she feels. She is so alone…

I hate the fact that I had the dream! My life was going just fine without it! I could of dealt with the fact that I didn't know that this would happen.

Anger starts to build up in her. At everyone. At Hunter for being a liar, at Trisha for not realizing it earlier, at Natalie for being able to see Owen, at Delia, for not letting her leave the shop to stop Jim earlier. And even Jim! For not being more worried. Melinda stops herself.

How could I be so mad? Half of the things I'm mad about don't even make any sense. How can I get mad at people for just being who they are?

She starts to talk out loud, mostly to Jim.

Mel- I don't know how I'm going to do this without you. I'm sorry we didn't just stay home to begin with. Its all my fault.

Tears fall down her face, her voice cracks.

Mel- Listen though, its going to be hard for you to come back to me, ok? Just stay strong, it'll happen eventually.

Melinda remembers then, Jim won't be gone forever, he comes back. Though it's a fight, a long hard fight, he comes back. She takes a slight comfort in that fact. But still wishes she could of stopped it…

She sits there for a while, thinking about her future. She has to admit, its kind of creepy knowing what's going to happen in the next six years, even if she doesn't remember a lot of it.

Melinda sighs, honestly, kind of bored. She wishes that Jim would wake up. She thinks, just for a millisecond, that maybe this time around, for whatever reason, the bullet was a little more to the right, or a little more to the left, or maybe the surgery went different and the results would end better. But she dismiss's the thought. It doesn't matter, Jim is here now, in this hospital bed, maybe dying…

Melinda is only sure of one thing. She isn't going to fall asleep. In her dream, she remembers, she fell asleep while she was waiting for Jim to wake up. When she had woken up, Jim was awake and smiling at her. Melinda had smiled back and started to talk to him, not knowing that he was actually a ghost. When she realized that, it had made the pain of finding out ten times worse, and she was not going through that again.

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