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Jim was stirring the soup he had simmering in a pot as he let his mind wander-Why does Professor Payne have to come anyway? I mean it's not like she won't see him for 'ghost business' soon enough anyway. But, I guess it's been a while. Actually she hasn't seen him for like 2 weeks, maybe I'm just being stupid. I don't know though, they make me feel like I'm on the outside of a really cool joke, they're kinda close......"-Jim's thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of his cell phone, coming from his paramedic bag which he had packed up ready for the morning.

"Hey Bobby what's up?"

"Uh Jim I know it's kinda short notice but we're having a shift meeting tonight and John says you need to be there"

"I can't man, I have this dinner thing..."

"Sorry Jim I don't think we have a choice on this, it should only take a couple of hours, okay?"

"Ughhhh what time do I have to be there?"

"If you come down for 6:00 you should be back home for like 8:15, so I'll see you later Jim?

"I will, okay I'll see you in about a half an hour man"
"Cool, say hi to Melinda for me, bye"

"Bye Bobby"

Jim hung up the phone and went back to his soup, just as he lowered the spoon to the pot he heard a dull thud from upstairs.-I swear, Melinda is the most graceful woman in the world, but sometimes she is such a klutz!-Jim thought, chuckling to himself as he waited for Mel to hobble down the stairs complaining about whatever arm or leg she had hurt this time. She never came.

"Mel?".....no answer. Jim turned the soup down and walked up the stairs "Mel!?" he called as he neared their bedroom, he still got no reply.

Marcus had been lurking outside the house, unaware of what had happened to Mel, and as soon as he saw Jim leave the kitchen he, while wearing thick leather gloves, picked the front lock and went inside as quietly as he could, He walked calmly into the front room and looked around at the pictures on display, overlooking all those that included anybody other than Mel. He found a stack of newly developed pictures of a holiday and soon spotted some of Melinda on a beach in a very revealing black bikini. Feeling the yearning and desire burn inside of him, he let go of his restraint and picked up one of the shots. This picture showed Melinda laying in the sand on her back, propped up by her elbows, her perfect form glowing in the sunlight. He kissed the picture and placed it in his jacket pocket. Leaving the living room he quickly found the mains cupboard and used large, sharp scissors to cut the telephone wire, laughing to himself as he did it.-We won't be interrupted tonight my love, just you and me - He thought.

Jim opened the bedroom door to find Melinda lying unconscious in front of him. She was on her back with tendrils of her dark hair clinging to her slightly damp and extremely pale face, her hands lay limply by her side with her cell phone only inches away. Jim could suddenly hear his heart beating as if it were outside his chest "OH MY GOD, MELINDA, ARE YOU OKAY? MELINDA? OH GOD, HONEY CAN YOU HEAR ME?" he yelled as he knelt down by her side.

Hearing the shouts from upstairs Marcus panicked and threw the scissors into what looked to be a paramedic's field kit which was sitting at the bottom of the stairs.-Jim will know that something is wrong when he sees them!-Marcus worried, but after hearing more yells he bolted for the door.-I hope my love is okay, the husband sounded scared, maybe she's hurt-...