Will Never Give Up (Chap.3)

A Ghost Whisperer Story By

HCBalwayshappy

She couldn't shake the feeling that John was telling the truth, but by him just smelling her hair...how would that make him want to kill her? Luckily she didn't give him a last name, or where she lived, so he had some researching to do before he found her. It has been four days since she last saw the killer. She hadn't found a single thing about him, she's gone back up that road a few times, and even stayed up all night trying to find 'Allan', with no results. The story had been on the news, Melinda wasn't mentioned of course. All they said is that a young woman found the body while hiking. That was it. Fame wasn't really on her top priority list, right now it was stop that murderer before he kills again.

Melinda Gordon walked to the door of her Antique shop, unlocked it, went inside, then finally flipped over the sign to open. Yawning she placed her keys on the table and sat down. She hadn't slept in three days, she was up late with horrible nightmares about John and his time in the...dungeon, that was the only way she could describe it, it was cold, dark, and he was in a cage.

Delia walked in with two coffees in hand. Handing one to Melinda, she looked into her friends eyes worried. It wasn't like her to be so tired, even with the worst ghost situations. Though Delia didn't believe the whole ghost thing, she still worried for her. "Melinda, are you alright?" She asked.

"Yeah...I'm fine, I just have to stop this guy. You should have seen his eyes, they were so empty, but full of darkness. I get sick just looking at him," Melinda replied.

"Did you do more research on how he kills, how they find bodies of his victims, how he kidnaps? Anything that can give you a location?" Delia suggested.

"Yeah, it's pretty horrible, he places the bodies so people can find them, but still don't know where he is. Also he kidnaps them right in front of people, they all see it, call the police, but they can never find him."

"I would think they would have caught him by now, he doesn't sound very sneaky."

"Yeah, but he's been doing this for 10 years," Melinda added. John suddenly appeared inside the room, Melinda looked up feeling his prescence. He looked scared, not for him, but for someone else. You could see it, in his eyes. His head was going back and forth, as if he was looking for someone. Then finally his eyes rested on Melinda.

"He's coming, you have to get out of here! Now!" He yelled at her.

"John, he doesn't know where I am. It's okay. These are just feelings you are having from when you were kidnapped. I've experienced this before," Melinda tried to explain, because it was part true.

"No! He's coming, for you! I don't want you to get hurt, I don't want you to have to go through what I had to. You're my only hope, everyone on my sides only hope. The others, they get rid of their gift, they can, they chose to, but you kept yours. To help us and you can't do that if you die!" He was genuinely worried now, "You can't stop him, you can't. He's coming for you and that's what they want, the bad ones, then nothing can stop them. Please, you have to leave."

"If I go then I lose the chance to cross over you and all of those other ghosts that are trapped by him. I am not leaving, I will stop him, because like you said I care too much to let others die. When I am the only one that can stop him now."

Delia looked at Melinda with a weird look on her face, she had felt the tension in the room, not one of anger, but of love, care, determination.

"He's here," John said, then disappeared as a man came through the door. He was wearing complete black, a ski mast, and he had a gun.

"I'm looking for Melinda Gordon," He said muffled voice. He turned towards Melinda and pointed his gun at her, "Come with me." Crap! Melinda looked at Delia who had a worried face. The man turned to her. "follow me, she dies." Delia froze as the man literally picked Melinda up by her arm and dragged her away. Melinda Kicked, she screamed, and fought to be released, but the man was a great deal stronger than her.

"Stop it!" The man yelled and whacked her on the head. Melinda faded for a second, but continued to struggle. She kept thinking of Jim, her friends, and every one she wouldn't get to help. The man crashed through the door and broke the glass. His idea of a big show, as everybody in the town at that moment, saw the nice Antique lady being dragged out by a man with a gun.

Biting his hand, he let go of Melinda for one second, and she struggled to get up and run, but he grabbed her and this time hit her with his gun. Before slipping into darkness, she whispered, "I'm sorry." He threw her in the back of the black van that was parked outside the shop then turned to face the crowd and gave the speech he has given many, many times.

"Those of you close to Ms. Gordon, who care for her, love her, you have three weeks to guess my name. Or she dies!" He yelled into the air. Shooting a few bullets from his gun causing people to duck down immediately. He jumped into his car and drove away, the police just around the corner. Perfect, if I might say so myself, He thought looking at the unconscious girl in the back, so you have know way of knowing if he was talking about her, or the mission.

Jim Clancy watched as the black van pulled away, he couldn't believe it. He wouldn't believe it, running into the antique shop to see if she was there, he ran straight into Delia. She was crying, her whole body shaking. "Delia!" Jim shook her, "What happened to Melinda?" Delia looked into his eyes, opened her mouth and tried to speak, but shut it again.

"He took her! The killer! She was just telling me about him this morning, it was definitely him, the man. His eyes! She tried, she tried, but he was too strong." Delia burst out then sat down on the glass littered floor and continued to cry. Jim stood up, tears stinging his eyes. He had three weeks to guess his name, and he had no where to start.

When I find him though, I will kill him. Jim thought then added, Hang in there Mel. I'm coming.

Okay I'm really sorry! Sorry for it being really rushed through, probably having a ton of grammar errors, and taking forever to be posted! the capture is easy, but the escape not so much. Oh Melinda is probably about 24 in my story, she just got married to Jim, so the time line is a little different than the show. Hope that's okay with everyone. Anyways thanks and please tell me if there is anything I need to work on! Thanks!

-HCB