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Chapter 10:

Ghost Whisperer Ain't Got Nothin' on Me

"Sick. Of all times to get sick it has to be now?!" Allison coughed. Her nose was red from the constant sneezing and tissues that were anything but soft. Groaning she leaned against her head board her legs crossed Indian style under her blankets, pouting like a 5 year old child. "Riley's at the dock looking for more clues and I'm stuck here in bed."

Spot laughed from his seat on her computer chair. He was glad he had taken that chance and kissed her. They were closer now then before. Riley still irritated him and he had only been in the picture about 2 weeks, always trying to get Allison to go on dates with him. Well, now that Allison wasn't grounded anymore (damn how time flew) it would be a lot easier to get things done but he hated the idea of her going out with this guy. 'He's a scab.'

A knock on her door interrupted the silence and Allison's childish brooding. "What?" She asked as she coughed again.

Nancy poked her head in. "Feeling any better?" Pushing the door open with her hip, Allison saw that she had a small plate of crackers and soda water.

"A little," she sniffed and groaned as she sounded all nasally.

Smiling sympathetically Nancy placed the dishes on the nightstand and put the back of her hand to Allison's forehead. "You still have a fever. But what do you expect when you go running out of the house into the rain to do god knows what."

"Yeah, that was a bad idea." She mumbled and sneezed as she thought back to the night Riley had called her on her newly returned cell phone with a clue which turned out to be a false alarm.

Shivering she walked over the heating vent above the door and frowned as she stuck her hand up and felt the warm air. "Why is it always so cold in here? I mean the heater is working yet over by your bed its freezing." Looking at her step-daughter over her shoulder, she lowered herself from her tip-toes.

Shrugging Allison sneezed again but said nothing because she wasn't sure what to say. Saying 'Oh yeah, it's cold because there was a ghost in my room.' was not an option.

"I'll have your father come and look at this." Nancy smiled again and left the room closing the door with a soft click before the teenage girl could protest.

Spot looked at her curiously as she blew her nose into a Kleenex a frustrated growl erupting from her throat. Getting off the chair he sat on the bed with her and put his cold hands on her overly warm neck to try and cool her down. "Only good thing about being dead is Ise can't get sick." He mocked a bit with a small smirk.

Sticking her tongue out at him she sniffed again and shivered as his touch gave her goose bumps. Slowly she recalled the kiss that they had shared. She blushed as she thought about the warm sensation that Spot brought with the kiss, which literally took her breath away. She had loved that kiss, it was gentler then Riley's.

The Brooklynite looked at her cheeks to see them flushed brushing it off as her fever, smiling he kissed her forehead softly as Riley burst in the room slightly soaked and dripping on her floor. Spot's gentle demeanor slipped away and was replaced with his usual emotionless mask; his hands never left her neck.

"THE GHOST WHISPERER AIN'T GOT NOTHIN' ON ME!!!" He half shouted as he closed her door a bit as Jack looked out of his room an 'I-am-not-amused' look on his face. Slowly Riley trudged forward his hand plunging into his pocket excitedly. Looking up finally he noticed how close Spot and Allison were and frowned a bit.

"Wait," Allison piped up. "You mean you found something at the docks and didn't have to run from the cops?"

"Yes I found something," He stated happily. "And no, there were no cops involved."

"THAT'S NOT FAIR!!!" Turning her attention to Spot she pouted again. "I always get the cops on my ass."

Shaking his head at her with a small smirk he turned to Riley. "Well what ya find?"

"Oh right," he said, both boys momentarily forgetting their hatred for one another. Pulling out a rusted key from his pocket he held it out to Allison.

Gently she took the key and held it up to Spot. "Look familiar?"

Spot narrowed his eyes and felt around his neck and chest. "That's mine. It's a key to my trunk."

"There was a trunk in here?" She asked curiously.

Nodding he gestured to the door with a nod of his head. "Ya fadda took it out when they were bringing yer stuff in."

Riley and Allison looked at each other thinking. Quickly Allison threw her blankets off her and stood up pushing herself towards the door, quickly she closed her eyes as a wave of dizziness hit her. "Whoa bad idea."

Riley snorted, "Ya think?"

Glaring at him she made her way down the stairs and into the living room the two boys as her heels. Her father sat on the sofa watching TV. "Daddy, was there anything in my room while you were moving all my stuff in?"

"Like what Princess?"

"Oh, I don't know. Old books, newspapers, trunks, anything like that?" She asked.

"There was a trunk." Robert nodded as he searched his memory.

Trying to keep the smile off her face she turned to Riley with a knowing look and then back at her father. "Where is it now?"

"The basement, it was part of the history here so I kept it to look in later then I was going to give it to a museum or something."

"Can I have it?" She asked quickly.

"Sure I guess," Her father said as he stood up and walked to the kitchen. "I didn't know you were so interested in history."

"Yeah I love history!" She called after him but turned to Spot and Riley and shook her head.

Riley snorted a laugh and tried to cover it with a cough and Spot chuckled as her father looked back at them. "Riley will you help me? It's pretty heavy, Allison, its cold down there so you stay up here we don't need you getting worse."

Rolling her eyes she nodded and watched Riley and her father disappear down the stairs. Looking up towards the ceiling her eyes traveled till they were laying on the ghost that leaned on the rail of the landing above. Smiling she locked eyes with him and pushed her glasses up on the bridge of her nose. Smirking he winked at her a look in his eyes that she couldn't identify.

Quickly both their heads snapped in the direction off the basement door as her father and Riley fought their way up the basement stairs. Grunting and groaning they placed the trunk down as Robert kicked the door closed.

"Ahh come on ya wusses it ain't that heavy." Spot declared causing Allison to laugh as she looked at Riley's annoyed face.

"I'll help Riley bring it to your room." Her father offered as he went to pick it up again.

"No, its ok Daddy I can help Riley get it upstairs." She said as she quickly grabbed the handle on the trunk. Slowly she and Riley lifted the trunk and shuffled towards the stairs.

Making a face at the weight of the chest, the two teens quickly dropped the object on the floor between her bookshelf and her dresser with a loud bang. Closing her door quickly so Jack wouldn't look into the room she walked over to the bed where she had dropped Spot's key. Grabbing the key the hurried back to the boys and sat on her knees.

Riley watched stretching out his back. "What do you have in there bricks?"

Spot glared at him and sat by Allison deciding not to answer his question. Placing his hand on Allison's leg they connected gazes and he gave her an encouraging smile. Not a smirk, but an actual smile.

Putting the key into the trunk lock Allison twisted it agonizingly slow and all three listened carefully for the click. Smiling at the sound she lifted the lid and leaned it against the wall behind the box. Leaning forward Allison peeked inside and slowly she put her hand in and extracted an old light plaid shirt then continued to look inside for anything that would help.

Spot who had not seen anything in this trunk for ages eagerly looked at everything inside. Smiling he gathered energy and pulled out an old book. Flipping it open he scanned the names and the dates. "The old account book."

"Account book?"

"Yeah, it has all da names, dates, and payments of me newsies that stayed here."

Leaning over she looked at the book. "Strips, Dice, Book, Rumble. Nice names." She smiled.

Smirking back at her he chuckled as she laid her chin on his shoulder and read the names quietly before going back to rummage in the trunk as Riley read over more old newspapers.

Sighing, the honey-eyed boy leaned back on his elbows. "So we have clothes, an account book, and more newspapers. We haven't gotten any farther at all, though some of the papers in here are from after you went missing. Did someone else have a key to this?"

"My second in command," Seeing their confused faces he sighed. "Every newsie leader had a second in command. They went ta turf meetin's together; meetin's for borough wars all that stuff. And if anything should happen ta da leader da second would automatically take over leadership of the newsies for their territory."

"Like the Vice President would if anything was to happen to the President?" Riley asked.

"Yeah that's pretty much it," He nodded and looked back over the account book. Pointing out a name he found he showed the two teens. "Twitch was me second in command."

"Did he take over for you after you went missing?" Allison asked looking over again.

"Sure did." Spot smirked. "He took care of them just like I did."

"Do you miss them? Do you miss being a newsie?"

Looking at her like she was stupid he snorted. "My newsies meant everything ta me. Of course I miss it and them. Being a newsie was me life."

Narrowing her eyes she pushed herself away from him at his tone and off of the ground. She hated when he would talk to her like she was an idiot. "Oh well I'm sorry, I just don't see what's so great about being a newsie. I mean you barely had enough money to eat have the time!" She growled in a slightly sarcastic tone. "I mean what did being a newsie give you except a dime a day and a few black eyes?" Allison huffed as she crossed her arms over her chest her back now to Spot.

"A family." He stated as his eyes narrowed at her and his lips formed a frown. Well that ruined the moment.

Coughing Riley got there attention back on the situation at hand. Glaring at each other the two went back to looking in the trunk.

Sighing, the three pushed themselves away from the trunk. "I'm so sick of dead ends." Allison groaned pulling her glasses off her nose and rubbed her eyes. "Only good thing that happened was that the meds I took earlier kicked in so I can breathe through my nose."

Chuckling Riley looked at the clock. "I should go. My mom has some important meeting tonight at the house and wants me to meet some of her new bosses." Putting the stuff he had in his hands back in the trunk he stood and grabbed his sweater.

"I'll walk you out." Getting off the floor again she stood and pulled her coat closer to her pushing her glasses back up her nose.

Sending a salute to Spot which only got a nod in acknowledge meant the two left leaving the Brooklynite to search his old stuff. Picking up a newspaper he sighed as he read the faded words. 'The search for Theodore 'Spot' Conlon has ceased, the 19 year old has been missing for about 2 months now with no body found and no new evidence on the case showing up he has been declared dead. Printed August 10, 1904 by Bryan Denton'

A sneeze brought Spot out of his brooding and he looked up at the door to see Allison leaning against the door jam sneezing like crazy. Chuckling a bit he shook his head at her.

"Shiiiiit." She groaned and closed her door behind her as she walked in. Sitting next to him she started to put his things back into the trunk nicely.

"Youse should get ta bed." He said quietly as he helped her clean up.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you."

"Ise know ya are Spirit."

Smiling she bumped his shoulder with hers and kissed him on the cheek. "Sooner or later we will find some really helpful evidence." Picking up his old shirt she placed it gently on some of the old newspapers.

"Ise have faith in you and Riley… even if he is a scabbah." Putting his finger under her chin he tilted her head up and kissed her gently.

Smiling she kissed him back and felt the tingle from his touch on her lips. She loved that when they kissed she forgot all about the fact that he wasn't alive. The butterflies in her stomach fluttered madly as they pulled away and she breathed out again just to see her breathe swirl in the air.

Closing the trunk once he was sure everything was inside and the key was still on the floor where Allison had put it, he helped her up handing her the rusted object. "I'm trustin' you with this."

Nodding she pulled away from him reluctantly and opened her mothers music box. Giving off a sad smile at the melody the box gave off; she gently placed the key in the box next to her mother's engagement ring from her father.

Holding out his hand for her, he guided her to her bed and watched as she settled herself inside the warm covers and fall asleep. Gathering energy he pulled her glasses off and set them on nightstand next to her clock. Brushing her bangs out of her face he kisses her forehead. Smiling he turned off the light and disappeared from the room.

A shadow slinked through the quiet house. The only sound was from the heater. Slowly it made its way up to the second floor and slipped through the crack under the door of the room that Spot and Allison currently share. Lucky for the shadow Spot was no where to be found.

Gliding across the room it stopped at the bed and looked at the sleeping form currently occupying it. Leaving the side of the bed it ventured over to her dresser and picked up the music box careful not to knock it around and have the music start.

Trudging towards the computer music box in hand the shadow stopped as Allison groaned and coughed in her sleep only to go silent again. Slowly it grabbed her camera's memory card, the old newspapers, and maps. Balancing everything the shadow slipped into the bathroom and out the open window by the shower and into the night.

(A/N) Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up I've been having some personal problems I needed to take care of. I promise I will try my hardest not to make you guys wait this long again. And to answer some of your questions yes I do like and have read all the twilight books and I actually didn't name the 2 priest after 2 characters on purpose that was a pure accident. Lol. Anyway THANK YOU TO ALL MY REVIEWERS!! YOU ARE THE BEST!! I hope you liked this chapter! =]

And sooner or later the Shadow that showed up in this chapter will make sense I promise!

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