Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters involved with Ghost Whisperer that appear in this story such as : Melinda, Jim, Andrea, and any future characters that are involved with the show. I do however own the character of Josh and the plotline.

Authors Note: This story does not follow the storyline of the show, just in case you got confused.

Author's Note 2: This is a new story that I wrote. I will still be posting for my other stories as well. Let me know what you think.


Here's chapter 29 :) Hope you like it. I want to thank everyone once again for reviewing, you guys make me want to write more ;-) Enjoy :D


Chapter 29-Beach Fun

"Oh my God, I'm gonna miss you guys so much!" Andrea said as she hugged Melinda first and then Jim goodbye.

"I know, I'll miss you too," Melinda assured her as they hugged.

"You'd better call me as soon as you get there." Andrea said as she smiled.

Melinda laughed and said "Okay, I promise."

"Okay, well you guys should get going or you're gonna miss your flight." Andrea said looking at her watch.

"Oh, bye Andrea!" Melinda hugged her again.

"Bye, have fun you two," Andrea said, practically pushing them out of the car.

"So, you ready?" Jim asked, taking Melinda's hand as they walked towards the airport.

"Oh yeah, definitely. I cannot wait to get there, the beaches-I totally need a tan." Melinda said and Jim laughed. "What's so funny?" Melinda asked.

"Nothing." Jim teased.

Melinda gave an over exagerated pout and Jim laughed again.

"Very good move there." He said.

"I'd like to think so," she said surely.

Jim wrapped his arm tightly around her waist and pulled her closer to him as they reached the doors of the large building.

...

After having finally gotten through all of the airport security and other things, Jim and Melinda were finally seated on the plane.

"It's weird; I always used to get so freaked out by airplanes when I was a kid. I have no idea why but they scared the hell out of me." Melinda said as she glimpsed out of the small side window next to her seat.

"Aww, that's cute." Jim said.

Melinda giggled and kissed him tenderly.

During the flight of those few hours to their destination, Melinda fell asleep from exhaustion for about a half hour.

When she awoke, Jim smiled and said "Tired?" "It comes and goes," she yawned, covering her mouth as she did.

Over the speakers of the plane, the clear voice of a stewardess spoke informing the passengers of the plane making a landing shortly. "We're here!" Melinda said excitedly.

Jim smiled at her eagerness and squeezed her hand.

Not long after, the plane landed on the runway and finally came to a stop.

Melinda and Jim stood up and got off of the plane.

Once they had found their luggage after many failed attempts of looking for it, they hailed a cab and then gave the directions to the driver who, fortunately for Jim and Melinda, spoke English.

Very quickly, they arrived at the hotel. They entered the large hotel and walked up to the front desk. After having retrieved their room number and key, they continued on to their room.

...

Melinda and Jim unpacked their things into the dressers and as Jim put his things away, he stopped and glanced at Melinda confused.

"What?" Melinda asked out of curiosity when she caught him looking at her.

"Mel, how the hell did you ever get all of that stuff into your suitcases?" he asked.

"You really want to know?" she asked and Jim came over and stood next to her.

"Yeah, I really do I mean your suitcases look like they're gonna burst." He noted, looking at the oversized bags that were overflowing with clothes.

"Well it took Andrea and me an hour to do it and we had to take turns sitting on them to close them."

Jim just shook his head and chuckled lightly. He began to take clothes from Melinda's suitcases and put them away into the open drawers awaiting the clothes.

"Jim, put yours away first." Melinda said.

"Uh, Mel, I finished my stuff ten minutes ago. Come on, there's a perfectly good beach outside just waiting for you so hurry your butt up," Melinda laughed.

"Are you casting aspirations at my butt?" Melinda laughed as she placed the remaining contents of her last suitcase into the drawer.

"Oh, of course I am." He joked, which elicited a light laugh from Melinda.

"Okay, I'm done I'm done..." Melinda said exasperatedly.

"About time..." Jim joked.

"I'm sorry, I'm a girl, and I'm allowed to take as much time as I need, it's the rules." Melinda stated very matter-of-factly smiling at him as she grabbed her bikini that she had laid out on the bed.

"I'm not even going to bother asking." Jim said. Melinda smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Bet I'll still get out there before you," she said in a teasing tone.

"We'll see." Jim said in equally the same tone as they went off in their separate directions to change.

...

Jim changed as quickly as he could and then once he was done, he realized that Melinda was already gone. Jim was determined to get down to the beach before her so he ran as fast as he possibly could to see if he could at least catch up to her. He caught up to Melinda as she had just approached the exiting door for the building in the back that led down to the beach. Jim kept running past her and Melinda realized quickly that he had caught up to her.

"Damn it," she said to herself under her breath as she ran faster. Jim, to Melinda's dismay, did in fact beat her there.

Melinda caught up to him and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind when she reached him. "No fair, I bet you cheated." Melinda concluded as Jim turned around in her embrace.

"How?" Jim asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement.

"I don't know but I'll figure it out." She assured him.

"You get back to me on that." He said.

"You know that this means you're on drink duty right?" Jim said with a playful smirk that made Melinda's jaw drop in mock astonishment.

"Why me?" she asked as she playfully pulled out of his hug.

"Because you lost and I didn't cheat." He informed her.

"You're mean," she said light-heartedly.

"You wound me Mel." Jim replied sarcastically.

"Okay, but if I get the drinks, you have to set up the beach stuff." She said pointing a finger at him.

"Sounds like a fair enough trade." He said and then lowered Melinda's finger which was still playfully pointed at him.

Melinda poked him in the side and then he grabbed her around the waist and she squealed and her arms flailed wildly when he spun her around.

"Oh don't make me come after you," he said in a fake threatening voice.

"I think I could take you," Melinda said surely.

"You wanna try?" he asked in his "tough" voice as he playfully stepped towards her.

"No, I'm good." Melinda replied meekly.

Jim laughed and then swooped her up into his arms and cradled her. "Be good." He said ordered her, kissing her forehead and trying to sound mean but not making it work so well.

"Put me down now," Melinda said, swinging her legs in the air. "Please?" she added sweetly.

"Fine by me." Jim said and then Jim dropped Melinda a tiny bit and then caught her again in the next second as she screamed and grabbed onto him to stop herself from falling onto the ground. Melinda smacked his shoulder hard, yet it seemed to have no effect on him whatsoever.

"Okay, that was uncalled for." He noted.

"I'm not speaking to you," Melinda said as Jim set her on the ground.

"Yes you are." Jim said simply.

"How do you know that?" she asked.

"Because you're talking to me right now," he pointed out.

"Well..." Melinda could come up with nothing more to say. She stuck her tongue out at Jim.

He laughed at her swetly and leaned over and kissed her passionately.

"Well I guess you're off the hook." She said.

"Always works."

"Okay, I'll be right back," she said as she went off to go and grab their drinks.

...

While Melinda went and got their drinks, Jim set up the beach blanket and the umbrella.

Melinda came back a few minutes later with a look of confusion adorning her face.

Jim, who by now was lying on the blanket, his eyes closed and absorbing and enjoying the sunlight, opened one eye as he heard Melinda's approaching footsteps. He saw the look on her face and sat up, patting the spot next to him, telling Melinda to join him. "What's that look for?" he asked.

"Okay, well maybe you can explain this to me. I was going to get the drinks and as soon as I spoke, the people at the counter started giving me these really weird looks. And all I said was 'Hola'." Melinda explained, very perplexed.

"Wait, what did you say?" Jim asked, to make sure he'd heard her right.

"Hola," Melinda said but when she said it she had pronounced the 'H'.

"Uh, Babe, you're saying it wrong. You're saying the H" Jim explained.

"But there's an H in it..." Melinda said utterly confused as to why Jim was not also laughing at her.

"Mel, you don't pronounce the H babe," Jim clarified.

"Oh! That makes more sense now," Melinda said a bit sheepishly.

Jim was still chuckling lightly when he wrapped an arm around Melinda and said "God, I love you Mel," and he kissed her head.

"Well, I sure feel smart now." Melinda replied sarcastically.

"Don't worry, you're allowed to have your blonde moments," Jim assured her.

"Oh good, that makes me feel so much better," she replied in the same tone as before.

They smiled at eachother and kissed.

...

Jim and Melinda were unmindful of the person watching them from down the beach. He slowly sat up from his laying position, and as he did he lowered his sunglasses farther down the bridge of his nose and smiled maliciously. "I've got them right where I want them, as if this couldn't be more perfect." The man said to himself.

After this, he lowered himself back down into his previous laying position and smiled to himself. He closed his eyes and immersed himself in the sunlight, carefully going through his plan step by step in his mind...


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