Hey, guys! I'm sorry it took so long, I've been quite busy. Answering the review, this is the 5th chapter! Ha. And I'm trying to post it daily for you all. Thanks for reading, enjoy it and review!

Nora's POV

I spent days and days waiting for Billie, or at least, it was what it seemed like. I craved for her; I missed her on my bed and how she smelled. Her smell since she slept here had been on my pillow, like glued papers and I hoped it would never fade away. I sighed, only if you knew how terribly I miss you.

"So cold, dark and lonely." I whispered to no one. That struggling went on for two more days.

Billie's POV

I left the Rosenheim Mansion and went straight home. I was so damn exhausted, in the other hand I felt great, complete. Spending time with Nora fulfilled me in ways I didn't think I could or would ever be filled. She was… incredible.

As I dried the dishes of my only proper meal of the day, my dinner, a light appeared behind me, it was almost blinding. In all its greatness, it was a spirit. A guiding spirit. "You must not go back into that house." A strong voice said. My grip tightened on the sink.

"Wh-Why?" I asked, my voice trembling. The feeling of my hopes and heart being broken into a million pieces invaded my chest. What would I do without... without her? How could I not visit the only place- No, not place. The only person that made me feel actually comfortable.

"The Rosenheim Mansion has too much negative energy as you know, Ms. Howard. You're in great danger going there. If you do, if you keep taking these risks there's no release from what's in there. One way or another." And it disappeared before I could ask any more questions. My vision went black and I felt the whole world weighting me down.

I woke up with the biggest headache, trying to put the pieces together, but my mind wouldn't work. I was at the same place, only now on the floor. I recognized the roof of my kitchen and I got up. I took a long shower, my mind working nonstop to make me understand what just had happened; thinking about its words 'There's no release from what's in there, one way or another.' What did that even mean? Most souls wanted revenge, but what's it, what's this other thing that wouldn't release me.

Only if I knew I would find out. Soon.

I spent nearly five days without visiting Nora. I was afraid and I couldn't bring the pieces together. Still, my mind went to her all the time, I couldn't stop thinking about her smile or the way her hair was all curled up, her soft skin, even if cold. Lovely hands, her eyes... And, oh, her lips. Her lips so perfectly shaped, so pinky made me wonder how would they feel against my ow- Stop! She's a freaking ghost! What are you doing with your life?! I tried to stay away from her, I did, but after 132 hours, 43 minutes and 34 seconds I couldn't resist anymore and took a cab straight to the Murder House. I mean, after all who was even counting?

Nora's POV

The sun shined brightly, the Harmon family laughed sitting on the gazebo, telling stories and watching the baby in Vivien's arms when Billie Dean finally came. All eyes went straight to her, the Harmon's smiled and Violet said a quiet 'good afternoon' which Billie replied, mimicking her words.

My stomach exploded into a million butterflies when I opened up the door to her, we both smiled ear to ear. I only now realized how much I have missed her. I'm not much of a touchy person, it's known, yet I hugged Billie Dean tightly, whispering near her ear "I missed you dearly, darling."

I felt her breath hitting on her throat; she put her arms around my waist and hugged me back, so soft, so warm. "I missed you too, Nora." And she exhaled, letting go of my embrace. I was a little disappointed because I wanted to be closer, but it would have been too awkward. Even for a ghost.

"Why did you take so long?" I asked concerned. A feeling of irritation lingered, soon fading away when she looked into my eyes.

"I was hurrying and I'm sorry it took too long, it wasn't supposed to. I'm so sorry, Nora." A slight pout appeared. I had the urge to kiss her, to make it go away and assure everything was alright, so I did it, I was dead after all. I grabbed her face gently with both my hands and kissed it away, she soon let go of her purse and put her hands on my hips bringing me closer to her body. It was supposed to just make that pout fade away, yet I brushed my tongue over her lower lip and she allowed me entrance. She tasted like sweet strawberries and mint, my skin tingled; I've never felt like that before, I was- "Nora?" Billie asked and I soon snapped out of my daydream.

"Hm? Oh?! Yes! Um- I... I was lost in my thoughts, pardon." My face went hot and she frowned her eyebrows.

"Are you okay?" Billie asked coming closer.

I cleared my throat "Yes, yes. Nothing much. I'm just fine, Billie." I smiled sympathetic.

Billie's POV

I always avoided to see the images inside Nora's mind, but as I talked they were too strong. Images of us kissing passionately hovered in my mind and my heart started racing on my chest, luckily, she seemed too lost to realize it. For a moment, I thought my mind was playing a prank, but, no, it wasn't. I was afraid to admit, but I kind of liked her thoughts. A lot.

I acted like nothing happened earlier and she did the same. We went to her room and after a long time talking nonstop, she shifted in her spot and suddenly looked serious.

"Billie, I have to tell you something." She seemed worried.

"Yes, sure. Is anything wrong?" I grabbed her hand between mine.

"An event occurred when you went home. Ch-Chad Warwick and his boyfriend, Patrick, attacked me." She swallowed thickly. "They ripped my skin, opened it up, my arms, my cheek..." There were tears in her eyes, her hand touched the side of her cheek softly. "Anyways, they hurt me, but... but they want to hurt you and I don't think I could ever handle that, Nora. They want to... to kill you here, to make you suffer like they did. It's your choice, to stay or to leave. I will understand your choice, but, please, remember the risks." She struggled to say it and her jaw was clenched.

"Nora... I-I... I don't know what to answer." I said honestly, I didn't have any answers.

"You can leave to think, if it pleases you." She was biting on her lower lip now, her eyes were reddening.

"No, no. Not yet. I don't want to. I will answer you when I'm sure, yes? Just give me some time." She squeezed my hand tightly. "Do you mind laying with me for a while?"

"No, I- I want you to meet someone." She said getting up and I felt a big shock.

"He can't, he-" I got alarmed, my hands trembled and my eyes went wide. Tate Langdon.

"Hey, darling, he will do you no harm. I promise." She held my hand and smiled. I trusted her then, easily that way. "Tate?"

"Hello, Ms. Howard." Tate Langdon nodded. I felt in him the urge to protect Nora in a maternal way, the need to protect her from any evil. I couldn't blame him, though.

Nora sniffed in her handkerchief, smiling. "Tate, this is my friend, Billie Dean Howard. Billie, this is my dear Tate." She looked at him lovingly. "He helped me with the..." Her voice failed. "With them."

Tate Langdon assumed a serious look "As long as I'm here, they will do no harm to Mrs. Montgomery. They will mind her because I'll protect her." He smiled. Images of a young Tate appeared on my mind, Nora looking at him, telling how he should scare Thaddeus away. "If they try to scare any of you again..."

"Just shut your eyes and scream go away." Nora completed him, smiling.

I guess Tate Langdon wasn't much of a bad soul.

Hours went by, the sun went down and the night finally came. She had her arms around me at some point and I didn't know why or how that happened, but it didn't feel weird... It felt good, so I didn't say anything.

"I didn't have... a good impression of Tate at the beginning, but he seems..." The word good didn't fit it quite as well, "Better." Nora laughed softly sensing my indecision.

"Yes, definitely." She agreed. We fell into a comfortable silence. Maybe if I stayed it wouldn't be that bad, would it?