Will Never Give Up(Chap.7)

A Ghost Whisperer Story By

HCBalwayshappy

Melinda Gordon rested her sore head against the wall. It was nearly time now, almost time for her to give her guess. Her guess which she had slowly pieced together over the days. She probably wouldn't have figured it out, if she wasn't such a nice person. Taking in the small acts of kindness, the very few he showed her during her imprisonment, she had discovered something. Something that led her to her guess, which was more like an answer to her now as she went through the last few weeks. Through the pain, through the death, the blood, the ghosts, the man who liked hair. She, Melinda Gordon, had figured it out.

John appeared next to her and looked at her worried. Melinda was covered in bruises, dried blood from her nose and cuts stuck to her body. Her eyes looked dazed, and she didn't move much. He knew she hit her head hard, and he knew that she wasn't in the clear yet, she was still surrounded by shadows.

"They are almost here," John reassured her. Using a lot of effort she turned her head and smiled at him. At least she would be able to save lots of spirits, though she couldn't save the living. Lifting a shaky hand she pushed her dark bangs from her eyes.

"John," Melinda started, taking a deep breath, "I just want you to know, none of this is your fault. I don't regret one thing that I did. Saving you and the others is the right choice. It's what I do best."

The small boy understood and nodded. He was completely better now, he wasn't cold, there was no more blood, and he got to see all the people he watched die, one more time. He was almost happy. Then he looked over at the one girl who made it possible for him to feel this way. The one who felt the cold, covered in blood, and watched the people die, but also saw them again, but still felt the pain. She would see them go into the light, they would be happy, but she'd be stuck there. Surrounded by Life and Death, never leaving her alone. Each day part of her would be threatened, but each day she'd try to save them all.

One day she will.

The door to the basement opened and Allan stepped down the stairs, humming to a tune that went unknown to Melinda. He reached her cage opened it and knelt down next to her. "No guess from your friends, and one more guess for you. Now what is it?" He smiled, breathing his rancid breath into her face.

"Your name really is Allan, you don't have a last name though. You were an orphan, but you had a family once, they just left you there. And you hated them for it. As the years went by, you forgot your last name. You got into fights and you like the blood that would come out of the bodies of your victims. That's when you decided, you liked to kill people," Melinda continued, the smile on Allan's face slowly disappearing, "You tried to stop thinking about it, you really did, you went to college, got a degree. But everywhere you went, death would follow. You'd dream about it, the slow screams of your victims, as you killed them. you wouldn't take just anyone though, it would be those who appealed to you. The ones that seemed like family. Family, the word you hated. So am I right?"

"Yes and No," He smiled recovering from the shock of her being so close to the truth, "Unfortunately you weren't completely right, so I can't let you go." Laughing he inched towards her, and he was an inch for her face, when an alarm went through his house. He broke into a run and was up the stairs within seconds. Melinda let the breath she had been holding go.

A few seconds later he reappeared. A gun in his hand and wild look in his eyes. "The cops are on there way, our cover is blown," He got over to her cage and told her to get up. Melinda refused.

"GET UP!" He poked her with the tip of his gun. Grunting, she stood up. He grabbed her arm and yanked her towards the door he wasn't about to let her be taken from him.

Jim, Eli, and Delia rode up with the cops. They were getting Melinda back, they weren't going to let him kill her. If he hasn't all ready. They pulled up to the house, and immediately people jumped out vests on, Guns ready. The man stepped out of the house, Melinda, held at gun point. Her clothes torn, bruises all colors, and blood covered her body.

"Oh my ghost!" Eli yelled as he stepped out of the car.

"MEL!" Jim shouted. Allan smirked.

"Put your gun down! And let her Go!" the police man shouted.

"Either you let us go and don't follow us, or I'll shoot her."

"We can't do that," The commanding officer answered.

"You can't let him kill her! That's my wife!" Jim screamed at him.

"If I let him go, he'll kill again."

He pressed his gun harder against Melinda's head. "You don't have to do this," Melinda whispered to him.

"I do, I have to. Like you said, death follows me wherever I go. Maybe it's time I just die, and I think I'll take you with me."

"No YOU WON'T!" John cried popping next to him. Throwing his hands up, he flung Allan and Melinda towards the wall of his house. They both hit with a bump. John looked at his hands and smiled, "Awesome! Hey guy's let's get him." each and every single person he's killed, showed up. Allan stood up, Melinda still in his grasp.

"What was that?" He yelled out loud. Eli shrugged, but he knew. Suddenly he was flying again, things were flying all over him. Dust, Leaves, branches. The ghosts were starting a riot. Finally Allan let go of Melinda.

"Melinda, RUN!" John yelled. Using all of her strength she ran, ran towards Jim, her friends. A shot rang out, hit Melinda in her leg. She screamed and fell to the ground. Melinda kept running, using all she could trying to not step on her leg. More shots rang out. Hitting a cop, another, some hitting trees, others disappearing from sight. Finally Allan gave up and threw up his arms in defeat.

Jim reached his wife and held her in his arms. He held her bleeding leg putting pressure on it, trying to stop the bleeding.

"Get me a medic NOW!" He cried out, "It's okay Mel, I got you, I got you."

Smiling Melinda fell into the blackness, the dark, the shadows, whatever you want to call it.

Hey guys! Sorry this took me forever to update! Thanks for being patient with me!Sorry about all of the grammar errors, I didn't edit this as well as I should have. I think this will probably have about one more chapter, at the most two. Thanks for everything! And for all of the reviews! THANKS!

-HCB