This is a short fic following Alice's feelings after she died. Hope you enjoy
The sun had set on the hill. The wind was blowing hard. Nevertheless he didn't leave from where he stand, in front of a grave under the big tree. My grave. From here I can see it clearly. A small grave with a shiny cross on it. His mother's cross that he gave me. I can see his face too. He's so different now. Shortly after I died he couldn't stop crying. Now, he won't cry but that worries me more. His pain hasn't healed, instead it has increased. I can see it in his face. He stands there alone for hours no matter the weather. He sometimes speaks to me. Then he laughs, he doesn't think I can hear him. But I can my love, I am here. By your side. In your heart always.
While I was alive I never thought much about death. I wasn't worried, for father had taught me that after we die, we ascend to Heaven, to meet with God and His Angels. If we were a "good" person while living, if we had helped people, shown compassion we might even become a Saint. That's what you taught me as a child dear father. Now that my life has left my body and I stand as a spirit I don't know what to believe. Nothing happened. I couldn't follow the light. But I know it's alright. I'm just waiting for the person I love. I'm worried about him. I want him to move on with his life, but when I see him standing there at my grave, his eyes empty, his heart aching, I fear for his fate. If I could at least talk to him, tell him it's alright, that I'm alright. Our feelings for each other are keeping us both from moving on, into the light. But I know someday we both will be free. And we will be together forever. I will wait for you, my love.