I'm so excited! I've finally got this story up and going pretty well...I think...and I hope it's looking okay to you guys! I know this chapter may seem a little long, but I hope it's not too confusing or that is sounds too rushed. Please let me know if it does, and I'll try to rewrite it! Also, leave a review if you'd like, because I'd love to hear what you guys think so far! :D

On a random note...anybody in the US get to see the eclipse this afternoon?

Matt had stayed to help out around the library, despite Keira's persistence that she was fine. Cindy didn't really seem to mind, and actually enjoyed putting the young man to work. Through the several little errands Cindy sent him on, Matt made sure to keep an eye on Keira, who spent most of the rest of the day behind the front desk at the computer. Cindy had gotten wind of her fainting spell and had ordered her not to stray too far from her sight. Keira had reluctantly obliged.

Once closing time came, Keira, Matt and Cindy all sat together behind the front desk, chatting and relaxing after the workday.

"So, Hawaii's the plan, huh?" Cindy said. Keira smiled at Matt who squeezed her in a side hug.

"I've never been." Keira said, excitedly. Cindy waved her hand at the girl.

"You'll love it! If you get to see any of it, that is." She joked.

Keira shook her head, smiling. She sighed contentedly and suddenly grew distant, daydreaming about the wedding and honeymoon.

Lilacs and white roses would look lovely to line the aisle…

Keira frowned to herself as the thought came to her. She considered the suggestion for a second and then blinked as the voice giggled in amusement. Keira glanced up at Matt who was taking suggestions from Cindy on hotels and airlines to use for the trip.

"Matt…I think I want to go home." Keira interrupted after a moment. Matt looked to her curiously.

"Everything okay?" He asked. Keira rubbed a hand to her head, ruffling her hair as she nodded slowly.

"I'm just getting a headache. I kinda want to go lie down for a while." She said. Matt studied her for a moment and then smiled at Cindy.

"Thank you for letting me stay to help out this afternoon. And I'll see about booking for the week around Christmas. You said traveling on the first of the week is the better choice?" He asked. Cindy nodded.

"Go on, take her home. She's looking a little pale." Cindy said as she stood up from her desk chair. Matt helped Keira to stand and then he grabbed her purse from its usual spot behind the desk. Cindy raised a hand to the girl's forehead, her motherly instinct taking over. "Keira, if you feel sick tomorrow morning, I think I can take care of everything here."

Keira smiled wearily and nodded.

"I promise I'll call to let you know in the morning." She said. Cindy smiled and then walked the couple out of the library.

As they headed down the stairs in the front of the building, Matt turned to Keira worriedly.

"Do you want me to go with you to see the Ghostbusters this evening?" Matt offered. Keira winced as she remembered the appointment she had made.

"I-I don't know if I even feel like going now, Matt." She sighed. "I'll just call a cab and go home."

"I'll come with you." He said.

Yes, let him.

Keira frowned at the voice as Matt stepped up to the curb to wave down a taxi. If the voice wanted Matt there, that couldn't be good. She was silent as Matt finally hailed a cab and spoke to the driver. He held the door open for Keira as she slipped inside and then he sat next to her, slamming the door shut behind him. As the car pulled back into traffic, Matt wrapped an arm around Keira's shoulders comfortingly. She carefully leaned into his side, hesitant, waiting for the voice to say anything else.

As they reached her apartment door, Keira fumbled in her purse for her keys, biting her lip when she noticed her hands were shaking again. Matt watched her worriedly as she unlocked and pushed open her door. She looked up to meet his gaze hesitantly, feeling her headache returning.

"I would invite you in, but I think I'm just going to lay down and rest for a while." She said.

All the more reason to let him in…

Keira blinked away the thought as the voice laughed distantly. Matt kissed her on the cheek, bringing her back to the present.

"I'm just a phone call away if you need me." He murmured. He ran a hand along her cheek and pushed her hair back as she kissed him back softly. He smiled reassuringly at her as she closed the door.

Keira turned away from the door, setting her purse on the armchair. She stared at her hands which had gone still. The voice in her head had also grown silent. Keira looked around the room carefully, her heart pounding.

"I…I know you're here." She called out hesitantly. The room was silent and unmoving as she slowly spun around.

…Do you now?

Keira jumped at the voice and whirled around, seeing nothing.

"Show yourself!" She said.

The voice laughed and Keira realized that it was coming from her own mind. She stepped back slowly, still looking around frantically.

"Am I crazy?" Keira finally breathed, her throat choking up. She raised both of her hands to her temples and squeezed her eyes shut.

No.

"Then who are you?!" Keira cried. The voice laughed once more and Keira suddenly realized that it sounded slightly feminine.

I thought a reader like you would have no trouble at all figuring it out.

Keira stared at the ground, her heart still hammering. Her eyes welled up with fearful tears.

"You're the ghost." She said. The voice made a satisfied murmur in confirmation.

Smart girl.

Keira steadied herself against the armchair behind her.

"…Why are you doing this?"

Really, Keira, I thought you hated clichés.

Keira was silent as she listened fearfully to the voice. Her mind kept straying to every book she'd read, everything she'd ever heard about ghosts. She tried to think about the circumstance she was in and how to get herself out of it.

Now, honestly. You think I'm here to hurt you? Why are you so afraid?

"You're a ghost! What else are you supposed to do?" Keira exclaimed to thin air. The voice laughed.

You think that's a reason? I have no intentions of causing you any harm.

Keira blinked slowly. She had read about restless spirits wandering the earth after death, and in nearly all of those stories, the ghosts had seemed weary, lonely and harmless. She made herself relax only slightly as she thought about what the ghost was saying.

"Then what is your intention?" Keira asked finally. The voice hesitated, then Keira heard an exasperated sigh.

I'd been trapped with that newspaper for years. I guess I really should thank you for releasing me.

"So…why did you attach yourself to me then?" Keira frowned.

I was too weak…it's just for a short time, I promise.

"What? What's only for a short time?" Keira panicked. She suddenly felt something like a cool embrace snaking up over her shoulders. She flinched against the touch but felt herself slipping into unconsciousness.

I'll explain everything later…

The ghost quickly took control of Keira's body as the girl's consciousness was overtaken. In her panic, it was easier for the ghost to take over. Keira's blue eyes suddenly brightened to a light green color, the color of the ghost's eyes.

The ghost looked down at Keira's hands, turning them over and studying the motion thoughtfully. Then she calmly walked through the apartment and to Keira's bedroom, settling herself in front of the mirror on her dresser. She studied the girl's plain face, and gently ran a hand through the long blonde hair trailing down her back. She glanced at the clock next to the girl's bed and thoughtfully turned to grab the phone on her nightstand.

"Keira? Everything alright?" Matt's voice sounded as he picked up his phone on the second ring. The ghost smiled.

"Yes, I just wondered if you would take me somewhere." She said in Keira's soft hopeful voice.

"I thought you didn't feel well…" Matt muttered slowly. "But where did you have in mind?"

"There's this old restaurant about six blocks down from here." She said lightly.

"I think I know which one you're talking about. It's kind of expensive…that's why you've never wanted to go. What made you change your mind?" Matt asked.

"I just need a change."

"Well okay. I'll be there in half an hour." Matt said uncertainly as he hung up. The ghost smiled and whirled around to pick through Keira's closet, frowning at the girl's taste in clothing. She finally selected a dark green, almost black dress that looked like it hadn't been worn in a while. She pulled her hair back with a large clip and fastened on the silver crescent moon necklace she'd found around Keira's neck the night before.

And as expected, Matt knocked on her apartment door not long after she was ready. His face lit up with a relieved smile as she opened the door and kissed him.

"You look a whole lot better than you did this afternoon." He said. The ghost, as Keira, smiled timidly.

"I feel better." She said simply. She grabbed Keira's purse and then stepped out into the hallway with Matt.

When they'd reached the restaurant, Matt led the way inside, Keira's arm in his. She looked around searchingly at the people they passed on the way to their booth, silent as Matt gushed over how crowded the place was. They were finally led to their table, and they both slipped into the booth and picked up their menus.

"What are you getting?" Matt finally asked after a few moments. Keira's eyes were looking around at the other people in the room instead of the menu. When Matt glanced up from his menu to see why she hadn't answered, he was greeted by a quick smile.

"I'm thinking about the pasta." She replied slowly. Matt raised an eyebrow but nodded as he looked back down at his menu. Keira glanced back at the booth across the room from where they were sitting and stared at the couple that was eating there.

A tall man sat across from a young woman, flecks of grey in his dark hair. He was dressed very elegantly with a dark suit jacket and tie. The woman, brown hair pulled back into a bun, was also dressed smartly in a scarlet red dress and heels that were so tall that her knees bumped the table above them. Keira narrowed her eyes at the smile the man gave to the woman as they talked casually at their table.

"Keira?" Matt asked gently. Keira flicked her gaze back to the man in front of her and blinked in confusion. Matt tilted his head to the side, gesturing at the waiter standing patiently above her. She smiled apologetically before placing her order and watching the waiter walk away. She flashed another quick glance at the couple sitting at the far away table before putting her menu down to converse with Matt.

Keira opened her eyes to find herself in a dark alley, the same alley from her dream. This dream was slightly clearer and she could see details around her that she hadn't noticed before.

She wasn't alone. Someone was walking next to her, talking, although she couldn't hear what was being said. She looked around hurriedly when she heard a shout from behind her. Fear clouded her mind as two figures emerged from the shadowy corners of the alley. She grabbed onto the other person with her but she was shoved away and the other person ran at to other two figures.

"Hey!" She shouted angrily as she shoved herself back to her feet. One figure ran towards the girl and the others followed. She grabbed for one of the men and grasped his arm. She was shoved away once more, and she saw the glistening of a knife in the dim lamplight of the alley.

"Lucille!" A man's voice shouted. Keira's vision clouded and she heard the sound of running footsteps as the two figures ran back down the alley away from her. As she lay on the ground, she could see a familiar white car fly by the alleyway, flashing lights on the roof of it.

Keira inhaled sharply as she came back to reality. Tears clouded her eyes and her arms felt like they were thawing out as an icy cold mist withdrew from her limbs. She rubbed her hands together, working the feeling back into her fingers. Her heart was hammering as she looked around fearfully.

"…Lucille?" She called out hesitantly. There was no answer from the voice. Keira tried again. "That's your name isn't it?"

You found my memories.

"I don't know how…but is that what that was?" Keira asked thoughtfully.

It must be.

"Why do I feel so weird?" Keira asked hesitantly. Her limbs still felt like they'd been asleep and she cringed at the tingling feeling that lingered. Lucille laughed softly.

Sorry about that. I don't know my own strength sometimes.

"How did you do that?" Keira asked, wiping the tears from her face.

It's hard to explain…I was just giving you a rest. Your nerves are really fragile lately.

Keira blinked and looked around at her apartment, noticing small differences. Her purse wasn't in the armchair where she usually put it. Her gaze drifted over to the counter in her kitchen and she could see her purse sitting neatly on top of it. She looked over towards her bedroom and could see that her outfit from her day at the library was lying on her bed. She looked down at herself sitting on her couch and could see that she was in her pajamas. She squinted at the digital alarm clock in her bedroom and her eyes widened as she could see that it was nearly eleven at night.

"Why don't I remember the last five hours?" Keira asked slowly.

You were asleep.

"I don't remember putting on my pajamas…" Keira said hesitantly. Lucille was silent for a moment.

I took care of that for you.

Lucille's voice was soft. Keira blinked slowly, glancing back at the counter where her purse sat, looking out of place.

"Did I go somewhere?" She asked quickly. When Lucille didn't answer right away, Keira felt a tinge of anger well up in her. "I want the truth."

You went out with Matt again.

"Meaning, you went out with Matt again? Is that what happened last night too?"

Yes.

"Why? You're just…running around in my body, as me, when I'm not awake?"

The voice laughed.

No no no…well, yes. But like I said earlier, it's just for a short time. Until I can fix things.

"Fix things? What are you…?" Keira started. She stood up from the couch and moved towards her bedroom shakily.

You asked me why I'm still here. Ghosts, like myself, have unfinished business, which I'm sure you've read plenty about. I'm not leaving until I finish mine.

Keira felt her face pale and her chest tightened in fear. She glanced at the phone on her nightstand worriedly. She reached for it hesitantly, one thought in her mind.

You're thinking of calling them, aren't you?

Lucille broke through Keira's thoughts, her voice soft. Keira felt the cold creeping through her back and over her shoulders once more. She struggled internally against it.

If you call the Ghostbusters…they'll take me away. And…I'll never get to be at rest.

Keira felt tears well up in her eyes, not only from her growing fear, but from pity. The cold slowly ebbed away and she relaxed slightly before pulling her hand away from the phone.

"…Okay. I'll…I'll help you. What do I need to do?" Keira asked softly, clenching her hands into fists. She still looked longingly at the phone in front of her.

I've already started on that. Just…give me time and…access when I need it.