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"YOU BASTARD! YOU BASTARD! Jim yelled as he began pounding his fists into Marcus back "GET OFF HER! YOU SICK BASTARD!" he yelled, his voice broke on the last word and he shoved Marcus off to the other side of the bed. His heart sunk as he saw his wife, his beautiful wife laying helpless and beaten. "Delia call 911..NOW!" he yelled and started CPR, breathing into her mouth and wincing as he tasted her blood on his tongue. "please don't leave me…please" he pleaded in a whisper.
-Melinda stood up with her eyes closed –where am I?- she wondered.-I feel different…light. I'm confused, what happened? - She opened her eyes cautiously and found that it made no difference to the darkness, she peered into her surroundings hoping to catch a glimpse of any sign of life…or death….but all she saw was nothing….empty, black, nothing. "Somebody help! Please…I'm scared, I don't like the dark. Jim! Please hear me!....PLEASE HEAR ME!" she screamed. "Please hear me…please hear me" came a reply, almost an echo though not in her own voice…it was Jim. "Please hear me Melinda…don't leave me…please be okay. I love you Melinda please hear me" came his broken cries. "I can hear you Jim…I can hear you. Where are you?" she asked in a whisper "I'm right here Mel, right here with you, I won't leave you alone I promise" Jim's soft voice drifted through the darkness, bringing with it a small pinprick of light. Melinda ran towards it, squinted her eyes and peered down the hole in the floor, she had a bird's eye view of the bedroom.
Marcus' body was sprawled across one side of their bad while her battered form lay half exposed on the other side, Jim was sitting on her legs with his own resting on either side. Although it had sounded as though he was responding to her question, Melinda realized that he had no idea that she could hear him. He was working relentlessly to revive her and with every breath he gave her she felt herself being pulled towards her body but every time his mouth left hers she was released again. It was almost as though somebody kept cutting the string on a helium balloon and then grabbing it before it floated away. Delia was frantically rattling off an address to somebody on the other end of a phone call-911 I presume-Mel concluded.
All of a sudden the pinprick of light once again became nothing, disappearing into the infinite abyss and leaving Melinda alone again. As much as she screamed and cried she was not met with a response. Resigning to the solitude, Mel decided to just pick a random direction and walk as far as she could in the hopes that sooner or later she would find something. –No time like the present I guess-she told herself before setting out into the charcoal vacuum.
After what could have been seconds, minutes or hours (time seemed to lack any kind of meaning in this world) Melinda finally found a light-this is it. Am I ready?-"I don't know how to let go" she feared, "DON'T" Alice walked out of the light and stood in front of her, reaching out she took Melinda's hands in hers. "You don't have to go anywhere. You're my key Melinda, just don't let go" Alice said. She became a thin white mist and launched herself at Melinda's chest entering above her heart. Melinda lay herself down and closed her eyes feeling an overwhelming tiredness washing over her -
Jim pressed Melinda's neck lightly looking for a pulse but felt no beat, he pressed harder and was still met with nothing, feeling defeated he sat next to her and sobbed violently into his hands. Delia watched in amazement as a warm glow began to emanate from Melinda's chest "Jim she's-" , "I know" Jim snapped. Delia sighed in frustration "no Jim I mean that something's happening, she's glowing, her chest it's…" she trailed off in disbelief as she watched a wispy white cloud rise from Melinda's chest and fly straight into hers, she gasped as she felt her subconscious being pushed aside by another entity.
Jim gaped at Melinda's glowing chest, unable to comprehend what was happening, then realized that something was also happening to Delia. He stared open mouthed as Delia's posture and expression changed quickly and she opened and closed her mouth a couple of times as though unsure of what to say. "My name is Alice, you know of Melinda's gift don't you?" she asked through Delia but using her own voice, Jim just nodded his head yes. "Marcus took my life away and he took from me the two people that I loved most; my husband and my unborn baby. I gave up the fight before it even started, there was so much more that I could have done to protect myself and my family, but I chose submission. Melinda fought, she fought and won…but still lost her life and that of your child."
Jim let out an involuntary sob as realisation hit him that he would not only never kiss his wife again, he would also never hold his child. "Don't cry Jim, I came back because I can't…no I WONT let that happen, I won't let them die Jim. I've been a spirit long enough to have learned how to manipulate certain things……like death, I learned how to from my angel. He pieced together my shattered soul, when I died….I was lost for so long, he helped me to be strong again, he told me that those with the gift that your wife and I share possess more power than we could ever understand in life. He told me that I would know when I was ready…that I would feel it. He also said that for most of us it never happens, we never find the key to unlocking the strength within. But I've found it Jim, Melinda was my key and I can't help you to understand because I'm not sure if I even understand myself….bottom line, I think I can help Jim. I can save them, Don't thank me…just don't blame yourself, you may not have protected her from Marcus but you have the rest of your life to protect her heart Jim. She loves you more than she loves her own life, she deserves to keep both. Melinda is a very special woman , she made so many sacrifices to keep you out of danger, I can give her life, but I can't give her health. What happened to her will leave her extremely weak and fragile, she may face many obstacles in her recovery and she may close herself off…from everyone, but you need to be there for her. When she tells you to leave her alone, sit by her side…when she tells you not to touch her, lay your hand next to hers and if she doesn't speak at all, tell her you'll wait forever………Just love her" in a flash the white cloud flew from Delia and straight back into Melinda's chest.
-Melinda pressed her hands hard against her ears as a loud beating sound filled the air around her. The rhythmic pounding grew so loud that she finally couldn't stand it anymore, she stood and began to run….not heading in any particular direction, she just ran. Fear began to envelop her as the beating became so loud that wherever she turned it blasted through her head. "WHAT'S HAPPENNING?" she screamed, before she could even blink she was falling……falling into nothing…..falling into something…….falling into her body.-
"Jim what happened?!" Delia asked, not being able to recall any of the last five minutes as though she had been forced into slumber before being awoken again.
Melinda's back arched and her eyes flew wide open before rolling back and closing again. "She's alive Delia" Jim whispered, he gathered Melinda up in his arms and pressed his ear to her bare chest, crying tears of joy as he heard it…slow but steady was the faint sound of life……a heartbeat.