Chapter 9
I woke up in a hospital bed. God, I'd spent so much time in hospital beds over the past six months I was starting to forget what it was like to be home. Danny, Sam, and Tucker were all hovering over me.
"Oh, Emily, you're okay!" Danny whispered in joy, unashamed of letting the tears fall freely down his face.
"I couldn't have stood it if you were dead...After all you've done for me..." At this point, Danny's voice broke and he started silently crying into his hands. I was slightly surprised.
"After all I've done for you? Danny, you have no idea what you've done for me." I said. Danny looked up at this.
"Like what?" My mouth dropped open.
"Like what? Danny, you made me feel accepted! You helped me control not only my ghost powers, but my healing powers! I love you Danny, and I always will." Danny then leaned over and kissed me, the tears flowing down his face mixing with the tears flowing down mine.
Sam and Tucker looked slightly uncomfortable. "Uh, guys? I hate to interrupt this passionate moment, but we're still in the room, you know." Danny straightened up, his face blushing a deep crimson.
"Oh, sorry." he said sheepishly. I giggled. Suddenly our ghost senses went off, and Isabelle appeared in the room.
"Isabelle!" We all shouted in joy. Isabelle smiled.
"Such a warm welcome. Emily, I'm glad to see you're okay." I grinned.
"Thanks."
"Emily...there's something I'd like to give you. Something your mother wanted to give you on your sixteenth birthday...but I think it would be more appropriate to give you now." I raised an eyebrow questioningly.
"You knew my mother?" I asked in amazement. Isabelle smiled a far-off smile, as if she was remembering something that happened a long, long time ago.
"Yes." she said quietly. "I loved your mother very much. She was my best friend when I was alive, and nothing changed once I was dead. I wanted to heal her so badly...but I had to let nature and time take their courses. A close friend of mine had predicted that you would become a powerful healer. I wanted to only observe you and your family, and not take any action that might change your future." I lay there in a somewhat shocked state for a few minutes. Then a question came to me.
"Isabelle...why didn't my mother come back as a permanent ghost, like you did?" Isabelle heaved a sigh.
"Alas, I cannot answer that. I do not know. But my theory is that people only come back as ghosts when they feel they have a duty. My duty is to heal. Your mother's duty was to be to watch over you. But she had already given that duty to me. She named me your godmother in the last few minutes of her life. And she told me to give you this." Isabelle reached into the folds of the blue robe she usually wore and took out a beautiful necklace. It was on a gold chain, much like Isabelle's own necklace. But instead of a stone, there was a little cloud charm, with tiny silver letters carved into it. SL...for Silver Lining.
Sam helped me fasten the necklace around my neck. I stroked the cool metal for a moment.
"I love you, Mom." I whispered softly. There was a breeze of cool air in the room for a moment, then it was gone. Though nobody told me, I knew that breeze was my mother.
"Goodbye, Silver Lining. I hope we will meet again." Then, with a flash of blue light, Isabelle was gone.
After a moment of silence, Sam spoke.
"So are you going to go back to Henry Viscardi, Emily?" I thought for a minute, then responded.
"You know what...I think I'd rather come to Casper High with you guys." Danny looked slightly puzzled.
"But then you'll be even more of a halfa because you'll be handicapped and have ghost powers! I thought you didn't want that!" I smiled.
"Well, no matter what, I'll always be a halfa all the way. Why not be a halfa with you guys? Now come on. Let's go for a midnight fly, Danny." I swung my legs around the bed and stood up, grabbing my ghost crutches as we went out the door. Sam and Tucker watched from the window as two loving halfas flew into the night, silhouetted against the moon.
A/N: Two completed stories in one day! I may or may not make a third sequel to this. I love writing about Emily. I think she's my favorite OC in all the stories I've written. But what would be the plot? Hmmm...tell me if you have any ideas. As always, review!