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 plot line.

Sorry I haven't updated in a while! I've been so busy. I'm trying to finish this story soon, enjoy :)

Chapter Thirty Six-Homecoming

Jim awoke in the morning, blinking a few times when the sunlight streaming through the window shone violently into his eyes. Jim glanced down and saw that Melinda was stirring. Jim and Melinda now lay on their sides and Jim held Melinda close to him, his arms wrapped tightly around her. Melinda turned around in Jim's arms to face him.

"Mmm, morning," she said lazily, not seeming to be aware that she had been lying in Jim's arms all night.

"Hey, morning. How'd you sleep?" he asked.

"I slept okay...did I...did we sleep like this all night?" Melinda was now beginning to realize that she'd slept in Jim's arms all night. She was praying that she hadn't made it uncomfortable between them now.

Jim chuckled. "Yeah, we did, but don't worry, it's alright." He smiled at her.

She smiled back. "Thanks."

"So, any idea what you're going to do?" Jim asked, sitting up in the bed, followed by Melinda.

Melinda then looked down and nodded. "Well, kind of." She made eye contact with him again. Jim said nothing, so she continued. "I want to go back...but I want to go back with you." She said, which in turn surprised Jim. "There's so much that both you and Josh are telling me, and he expects me to believe and understand everything all at once. But you, you're just...so...I don't even know. You're so amazing. You really care about me but you don't ..." Melinda stopped.

Jim slowly tilted his head to the side. "I don't what?" he asked.

"You don't tell me what to do the way Josh does. And you don't yell at me and we don't fight the way Josh and I do." Melinda sighed. "And by the way, the other day when I told you to leave, I'm sorry about that...I really am,"

"Don't be, you had no way of knowing," he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

Melinda nodded. "Thank you,"

"Hungry?" Jim asked.

Melinda nodded. "Yeah, I am. I'm just grateful to not have to eat that hospital food."

Jim laughed. "How about some toast?" he offered.

"Sounds perfect." She nodded.

"Good. Um, Melinda, are you sure that you want to go back with me? I mean, I don't want you to feel pressured or anything."

Melinda shook her head. "I don't feel obligated at all," she assured him. "I really want to remember everything, I want to remember you."

"Don't worry, when we get back, I'm gonna try to help you remember everything as best I can. I promise."

"Thank you," Melinda looked into Jim's eyes with sincerity. Jim leaned down then and kissed her. Melinda didn't resist and kissed him back. She pulled back and then looked at him, smiling. "I was waiting to see if you were going to kiss me,"

"Really?" he asked, smiling the same way she was.

"Yeah, it may sound weird but I feel this weird connection to you. It's kind of like...you know what, don't worry about it." She stopped, thinking that Jim thought she was insane.

"No, I know what you mean Melinda, I feel it too, believe me."

"Really?" Melinda asked hopefully.

"Yeah, of course,"

"Well, it's weird how I feel about you. It's kind of like I don't wanna be away from you, like there's something drawing me towards you," she explained.

Jim nodded. "That's why I married you,"

Melinda giggled at this. "I hope that's why I married you." Melinda moved then so that she was kneeling and she wrapped her arms around Jim's neck. She kissed him deeply, running her hands through his hair. Jim moved to a laying position on the bed with Melinda on top of him. He moved his hands from her waist to her hair. She pulled away, smiling breathlessly. "I just thought I'd try that."

"I'm glad you did, so, do you want breakfast?" he offered.

Melinda nodded and got up off of the bed, following Jim into the kitchen.

After Jim and Melinda had breakfast, Jim went online to look for plane flights so that they could go home as soon as possible. He found some for that afternoon and he wanted to get them right away but he felt that he should ask Melinda just in case before doing anything. He heard the bathroom door opening and saw Melinda come out in a bath robe, hair still wet.

"Hey, Mel?" he said as she came and sat on the bed.

She looked up at him questioningly, reading his worried expression. "What's wrong?"

"Come here," he opened his arms out to her and she got up off the bed and came and sat on his lap and he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Okay, Melinda, you're sure this is what you want right? I just want to make sure."

Melinda nodded. "Yeah, I'm sure." She smiled at him. "There's no one else I'd rather go with...well, considering I don't really know anyone else," she joked.

Jim smiled and was glad that Melinda was feeling happy. "So it's all good for me to get the tickets for three in the afternoon?"

Melinda's face brightened with happiness. "You already found tickets back?" Melinda hugged him tightly out of excitement.

"Someone's happy," he noted with a smile.

"Well, yeah, because when we're back, I'm that much closer to remembering everything and everyone, especially remembering you." She replied sincerely.

"Well then," Jim said as he turned back to the computer screen and clicked something, and then turned his attention back to Melinda. "Get packing because our flight's at three,"

Melinda hugged him again, then got off of his lap and then went over to where a suitcase was sitting against a wall. "Um, Jim, I'm just going to ask…there's a lot of clothes in that dresser and I'm just going to venture a guess that it's mine but how does it fit in that suitcase?" she asked.

Jim walked over to her, chuckling. "Mel, that's my suitcase, and those two are your suitcases." He pointed to two suitcases that were twice the size of his.

"Oh, well then that might be a bit better," she said, laughing.

Five hours later, Jim had finished packing and was making lunch while Melinda packed her suitcase. Jim was in the middle of cooking when he heard Melinda from the other room.

"Jimmmm,"

Jim sensed the distress in her voice and quickly ran into the room, thinking something was wrong. "Mel, what is it?" he asked as he saw her.

"I can't close the suitcases!" she said, frustrated and glaring at the suitcase. "How did I ever close them before?"

"You told me that you and your friend Andrea had to sit on them to get them closed." He chuckled at the memory. When he looked at Melinda, he saw that she was thinking about something. "Is everything okay Melinda?" he asked.

"Yeah, just, Andrea…I know that name somehow. Like, it's familiar to me…really familiar."

"Really? That's great!" Jim replied enthusiastically.

"So she's my friend?" Melinda asked. She knew the name but couldn't place who it belonged to.

"Your best friend. You two were always together. I don't think there was barely ever a day where you two didn't see each other, except for now. "

Melinda smiled at that. "I wish I could remember her though, just like everything else."

"Melinda, you will remember, I promise, but just give it time, okay?" Jim encouraged.

Melinda nodded and hugged him. "Jim, can you help me shut these, please?"

Jim laughed quietly and nodded. "Okay, you sit on top of it and I'll try to shut it," he offered.

Melinda got on top of one of the suitcases and with Jim's help managed to shut it. They did the same with the other one and finally managed to get both done.

Their time from checking out of the hotel and getting on the plane passed by rather quickly and before they knew it, they were landing at the JFK airport in New York. After getting their suitcases from the luggage claim, Jim stopped walking and told Melinda that he needed to call someone to come and pick them up.

"I'll just be a minute Mel," he said, walking over to a payphone. He dialed Andrea's number and she picked up on the second ring.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Andrea, it's Jim."

Jim had to pull the phone away from his ear when he heard Andrea's excited scream from the other end.

"Jim! Oh my God! How's the honeymoon going? Having fun I bet. I'm so jealous."

"Actually Andrea, we're back already…in New York. We're at JFK, could you come and pick us up?"

"What? I mean, of course, sure I'll be right there but why are you guys back so soon? Did you miss me that much?" she joked.

"I'll explain everything later Andrea, it's complicated."

"Are you and Melinda okay? Like you two aren't like fighting or anything right?"

"No, we're fine…well, I'm fine, but Mel's going through this thing. Look, it's hard to explain over the phone, but I'll tell you everything once I see you okay,"

"Sure Jim, no problem…" Andrea was really worried. She quickly hung up the phone and grabbed her keys and drove to the airport.

Jim walked back over to Melinda. "Is everything okay?" she asked.

Jim nodded. "Yeah, it's fine. I just had to call Andrea to come and pick us up."

Melinda nodded.

When Andrea got there, she spotted Jim and Melinda right away. Before Jim had time to tell Andrea anything, Andrea had run up to Melinda and hugged her. Melinda looked at Jim confused and Jim gave her a look that told her not to worry.

"Melinda! I missed you!" Andrea hugged her again and noticed that Melinda didn't hug her back. Andrea hugged Jim and pulled him aside for a minute. "Okay, Jim, what's going on with Melinda? Why does she look at me like she's never seen me in her life?"

"Andrea, the reason Mel seems to have no idea who you are is because she doesn't." Jim said.

"What?! What happened?!"

Jim quickly summarized everything that had happened. Andrea covered her mouth with her hand in shock. "Oh my God! So she doesn't remember anything?" she asked.

"She remembers things here and there. Like she remembered your name but not who you were," Jim explained.

"So, did the doctors say if she'll recover?"

"They said that this isn't permanent but they don't know how long it'll take for her to remember. Her injury wasn't too serious so they said if it lasts more than four months, to get her to talk to a therapist or something. But for right now, to just help her in any way that we can."

Andrea nodded, not sure of what to say. They both went over to Melinda and Jim explained who Andrea was and then Jim and Melinda followed Andrea to her car.