Normal
As happy as she was with her life, there was something that Rory missed. She remembered the days before her near death experience, before the Ripper and before the squad. She remembered waking up in the mornings with no cares at all. She remembered having peaceful nights of sleep that weren't often interrupted with nightmares about an underworld or the Ripper or the man she loved dying. She remembered when the absolute worst thing to worry about, if she allowed herself to worry about it, was schoolwork. That was normal.
She loved her life now. The problems had gone and, yes while there were still one or two very troublesome ghosts - the one in the office building from the week before being a good example - she pretty much didn't have a great deal to worry about. Ghosts couldn't harm her because the minute they touched her, they exploded. She would never have to deal with them alone. She had fallen in love. She knew where her life was actually going now and everything, in its own strange way, made more sense. This is what she was always meant to do.
But she did still miss the normal things. She wanted the normal things because they reminded her of a simpler life. That's how she found herself in Jazzas flat sitting on the floor with cheez-wiz watching Harry Potter with Jazza on the armchair next to her and Jerome on the couch. Sure, they knew about her life and the ghosts. She had told them the whole story when she joined the squad and Jerome had seen a fair bit of the action, but they were still the only links of the normal life she had in London so she held onto them tightly. That, and they were her friends and she loved them.
They chatted about perfectly normal things. Jerome was telling them about a girl that he fancied and wondered if he should ask her out - they both said yes. Jazza was telling them about her job and how university was going - it was going well. Rory told them both about Stephen and started smiling like a lovesick puppy - they both smiled with her. Jerome asked after Freddie and both of them asked after Boo - Rory told them that she was doing fine and they she and her boyfriend, Callum, were happy together while Freddie was still her lovely self, puzzle and conspiracy mad.
When the movie finished, they hunted out some board games that Jazza had hidden away in the cupboard. They came across a chess set and Rory told Jerome and Jazza about that one time, about a month ago, that Stephen and Freddie played chess and it nearly turned into world war three. They all laughed and decided on monopoly. After a few hours of playing, Rory won while Jazza came second and Jerome was essentially bankrupt. They all noticed that it was getting dark so Jazza and Rory went into her room to put their pyjamas on while Jerome changed in the living room. Getting changed in front of Jazza was something that Rory did all the time at Wexford. It was perfectly normal.
Jazza got out some sleeping bags that she had for camping and brought them into the living room. They pushed aside her furniture and laid the bags on the floor like they were around a campfire before the three of them decided to build a fort out of couch cushions. That soon turned into a cushion fight that left the three of them crying with laughter. They played a game of trivial pursuit and cracked open a bottle of wine before finally crawling into their sleeping bags at 2am. Rory drunkenly texted Stephen goodnight before realising that he was probably long asleep but a reply came just a moment later - goodnight darling. I love you xxx
She grinned widely as she text back I love you too xxx before placing her phone down next to her and chatting away with Jerome and Jazza until 3am.
As she fell asleep she realised that this day had been as normal as every other day. Perhaps, in its own weird way, her life really was perfectly normal.