A/N There's one little curse in this chapter

Will Tomorrow Ever Come 2: The Healing

Ch. 3: The Living Ghosts

"Are you still there?" Val asked the voice on the phone. She knew this was a stupid idea. Why did she call the Crisis Center? It was because her best friend blamed her for Jamie's death, so she couldn't talk to Caitie. Maybe she should have called Tyler or Hank or even Brooke. Maybe-

"Yes, I'm here. Sorry."

"Well, I'd better be going."

"Wait I-"

"-Thanks, bye." Val interrupted as she slammed down the phone. It *had* been a bad idea.

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The squad drove in silence as the ambulance returned to the station after a call. Although they didn't want to say it but it was very much different without Jamie. Alex said that within a few weeks a new EMT would be added to the squad. They weren't sure how to fell about that yet.

"So, are you guys going to homecoming this year?" Hank said making conversation. Tyler seemed to be avoiding Val lately, Hank thought.

"I guess." they both said at the same time. Actually, Hank was thinking of asking Caitie to the dance. He didn't like her anything, truthfully he didn't really know her, but he guessed she didn't have anyone to go with and neither did he, plus it would be fun if they doubled with Tyler and Val.

Neither Val or Tyler made anymore responses, so Hank returned to driving.

"This is Thomas McIntyre. He's going to join the squad." Alex said as they walked into the station.

Ok. Tyler was a little angry. Alex had said a few *weeks* and they'd have a new EMT on the squad, not a few *days*.

Val looked at Thomas. Well, she thought. He sure as hell wasn't Jamie. He had brown, clean cut hair, and wore pale kakis and a green shirt. She didn't recognize him from school and wondered if maybe he was new to Kingsport.

"Hank, Tyler. Your paper work is late again." Brooke replied.

"Oh, good, Brooke, I needed to talk to you." Alex said as he ushered her away.

"That's Tyler Connell, Val Linear and I'm Hank Beecham." Hank replied.

"Hi." was Thomas' reply as Hank went on to tell him about the EMT service.
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(3 to 4 months after the accident)

Weeks later, Caitie started to fell guilty about taking the letter. Joe's mom was really trying to be sincere, wasn't she? Caitie wondered as she started to leave for the dance. Why did she decide to go to a stupid dance, especially with Hank? Her mother made her, saying she should go out more.

She'd stop at Jamie's house first and give her the letter. Caitie decided.

"Caitie, hi." Amarante relied as she opened the door. Moments later she was in the kitchen.

"Could you take this up to my room?" Mrs. Waite replied as she continued to talk to Peter, who had just called.

"Sure." Caitie walked up the familiar steps. She couldn't remember how many times, she had walked up these steps during the past three years with Jamie. She started to past he's room and struggled to fight the urge to go in.

***"He's brain dead, I'm sorry."*** flickered through her thoughts.

"Stop haunting me." she wanted to yell at Jamie. She glared at her watch. She was going to be late. Caitie ran past the room, dropped the letter on the table and ran away from his "ghost".
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"Tom, hurry up with the supplies." Tyler called to, the new EMT. Tom must have thought all of them were strange. No one talked, and sadness still lingered. The scene of Jamie's heart stopping in their ambulance was still very fresh, in everyone's mind. Maybe in time they'd get used to Tom.

"Tyler." Hank called from he's car as he's friend rushed to the car, leaving Tom alone in the station.
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"Val." Caitie replied as she approached her friend in the front of the school. "I'm sorry, I blamed you."

"It's ok Caitie, I know why you did it." as she hugged Caitie. Just then Hank and Tyler walked up to them.

As the night wore on, Val saw Tyler, Hank, Caitie, herself, smiling. It was something she hadn't seen either of them do in a long time.

"I have something I need to tell you " Tyler whispered in her ear.

"What is it?"

"I was the voice you talked to at the Crisis Center. I'm sorry I didn't help you."
"When did you start working there?" Val replied.

"Right after. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner."

"It's ok. And you did help, me. I got to say what I been wanting to say for a long time. Thank you." Val said. "Come on let's dance." as she puller him toward the dance floor.

Caitie, was glad she went the dance. She need to leave the past alone, and look toward the future. Her ghosts wouldn't haunt her anymore, and she hoped that everyone else's wouldn't either.
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A/N That's it. I hope ur liked it. Ha! I'm out of writer's block!