Don't Fear the Reaper

BLB- Second part.

2

The next morning, Aidan was at the table waiting for Josh hoping to catch him before work. When Josh came into the kitchen to grab coffee and breakfast, he ignored Aidan at first until he broke the silence, "Josh, I'm sorry about what I said."

"Me too," Josh sighed, "I took the whole Sally thing too far. The whole goal of what we're doing here is to be normal, making friends is normal; what you had with her was normal and I'm sorry that Bishop put a stop to it."

"I need to talk to him," Aidan stated, trying to keep his anger at bay.

"No, you have to stay away from him. Killing Sally was a jab to reel you back in," Josh argued, "Aidan I know you are angry but don't take the bait."

"I'm not," Aidan rebutted, "Bishop has to formulate a scenario as to where they located her body, what happened to her and break the news to everyone that Sally is gone. That is the least I can do for her, stop her family for looking for her since there's nothing but a corpse left to find."

"That's it nothing else," Josh put his foot down, "No favors and do not take any blood from him. Just tell Bishop what he needs to do for Sally and leave it at that."

"Just go to work, I will be there right after I finish with Bishop," Aidan promised before heading out, pulling his leather jacket closed and jogging down the front steps.

It didn't take Aidan long to find Bishop sitting in his patrol car, waiting for him outside the hospital, he tapped the window before pressing the flier against the windshield for his maker to see. Bishop got out of the car and took Aidan's appearance in, grabbing the flier and tearing it to shreds.

"I honestly didn't think it would be this easy to get ahold of you," Bishop stated in an amused tone, "Why are you showing me that?"

"You need to fix it," Aidan responded, "Make up some story, falsify the police reports and tell everyone that Sally has passed away. If you don't then I will give her family and anonymous tip and lead them to you."

"Are you threatening to expose me?" Bishop asked.

"She deserves closure," Aidan stated plainly, "So does her family. You and I both know that you can't afford to kill carelessly, you'll either be grounded or staked; just give her story an ending and leave it at that, please."

"Oh, I love it when you beg," Bishop laughed as Aidan walked away from him and into the hospital.

Bishop worked quickly, the news broke late that night and by the next day anyone that was looking for Sally knew that she was dead. Sally's parents were taken to the morgue to identify her and then they began the task of planning her a funeral.

The service was over quick, Sally's pale form lay unmoving in her coffin, just like she was sleeping. Seeing her lifeless again, made everything worse for Aidan, hearing her talked about brought memories of her alive and laughing back to him and it stung. Josh had tried to tell him that it was not a good idea for him to go to her funeral; but still Aidan and Josh went, sitting in the back and trying to go unnoticed in the crowd.

When everyone left to go to the cemetery, Aidan and Josh hung back, looking at the pictures of Sally displayed on poster board and silently saying their goodbyes even though Sally's physical body had left the building already.

"You ready to go?" Josh asked quietly, touching his friend gently on the shoulder.

Aidan shook his head, "Almost just give me a minute, please. I'll be right out."

"Take as long as you need," The werewolf responded as he patted Aidan on the back and left the room.

Once he was alone, Aidan fell to his knees, tears ran down his face and tried desperately to cope with the fact that she's gone and that he was at least part of the reason Sally had died. It took him a few minutes but Aidan managed to pull himself together and catch up with Josh, leaving the funeral home behind.

After her service, neither of them spoke of her; Josh didn't want to bring Sally up because the mention of her name brought back the guilt the vampire was trying and failing to hide from his best friend. Aidan wouldn't bring her up for the fact that any thoughts of Sally, even the happy ones, only brought back the aching in his chest that barely subsided since her passing.

Their lives went back to normal, well as normal as it gets when you are vampire and werewolf, living together and trying to be as human as possible. Aidan began healing and even worked on being happy again, knowing that Sally was in a better place, probably living it up as he lived his never-ending existence.

It was the day he went to her grave that he saw Sally again. Aidan had left a rose there and after he had a quick chat with her, the leather clad vampire met someone that became too irresistible for him. Aidan got her in bed and while they were making love, his instincts took over, leading to her untimely death and the appearance of someone he never thought he'd see again.

Aidan was crying over the mistake he just made, when someone sat next to him on the bed. He looked up from where his face was pressed against the soiled sheet and if he could go into shock he would have. Sally looked at him for a moment before getting up and putting her hands on his shoulders. The girl looked as she had when she was alive and for a moment Aidan thought it was the blood making him hallucinate.

"Sally," Aidan whimpered in disbelief.

"Yeah, Aidan," Sally sighed, "It's me. I don't have much time; I'm not even supposed to be talking to you."

"You're a ghost," Aidan guessed, "I waited for you but I guess I didn't wait long enough."

Sally laughed, "I'm not technically a ghost. Dead, yes, you were there when I was killed; but I'm not a ghost, I'm the face you see when you die, the person that holds your hand and guides you to what comes next." She shrugged. "That and they want me to keep an eye on you, when I can."

"So you really are here?" Aidan questioned, trying to keep her talking.

Sally nodded her hair bobbing with her head, "I have to go now. Your friend over there has somewhere else to be."

Before Aidan could say anything else, she was gone disappearing suddenly just as she appeared.