Hi readers! I am adding another chapter to story. This chapter took me a few days to write so I hope you enjoy it!

*Disclaimer* I don't own Haunting in Connecticut.

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I ran to my bathroom in a hurry. My body felt all tingly from Jonah's touch. I stripped down and turned the water on. I jumped in and breathed in

the warm steam as it caressed my face. I found my shampoo and conditioner and scrubbed my head thoroughly. After a minute of gasping

because the shampoo got into my eye, I finished my routine of scrubbing, shaving and rinsing. I turned the water off and I froze. I was still in my

tub area when I heard a deep breathing. I quickly thought that Jonah was being a peeping tom but as I listened to the rhythem for a few

seconds, I realized that it sounded quicker and louder then normal. I peeked a little so I could see my bathroom in my mirror. I saw no one, but

the breathing continued. I grabbed a towel and wrapped myself in it so I felt like I was in a burrtio. I stepped out only to see Aickman staring at

me with his beedy eyes. I gulped and whispered in my head "Jonah please help me". I tried to keep my face calm mask but he wasn't buying it. I

internally cursed my expressible eyes. I tried to go on with my normal routine of getting ready for bed, hoping if I acted like he wasn't there he

would go away, when he said in a creepy voice "Jonah truly has an eye for beauties like yourself." "What do you mean?" I asked. He did

something that I think was supposed to be a smile, " It will truly be a shame when I have to kill you, but at least my host will be very non-

conspicuous. The only person who knows what I am planing to do is Jonah. But your little playmate isn't here to protect you is he?" I felt my eyes

water, "Why must you do this to me?". " Because I have to continue my work." he replied simply. "You know what you did was disgusting and

inhumane I am surprised your not burning in hell for what you did to those people." I spat. "You have no idea what your talking about. You don't

know why I did those things. The only woman I ever loved went out one day and never came back. I looked all over for her and that's when I

found your little friend. He was in an alley when I found him. Only 3 months old. I remember my wife had always wanted a child so I took him in as

my own. After I took Jonah in Elizabeth came back, but she came back dead. On that same alley that I found the little maggot, Elizabeth had been

raped and strangled. That's why I made my house a funeral parlor. After 15 years of grieving, Jonah came to me one afternoon and said he was

seeing people. I interrogated him and found out he was a medium. I felt something, something I hadn't felt in so long. Hope, Misses O'Connor,

hope! I figured that if I used Jonah's newly found powers, I could find my Elizabeth. When I heard that corpse bothering can amplify a medium's

power, I knew it would be to easy to carve the Latin and Greek into the bodies. We put them in the walls so Jonah could find her. I swore on my

soul that I would never rest until I found her. I never completed my mission and my soul will never rest until I find my beloved". I looked at the

dead man with wide eyes, who knew Aickman actually had a heart. For the first time he looked human, there was sadness in his deep brown

eyes, a frown on his burned-wrinkly face. When he looked up at me all traces of humaness was gone. His black, beady eyes fixed on me with

bloodlust. I felt my throat tighten and I fell to the floor. "I hope you don't get stuck here for the rest of eternity like we have." were the last words

I heard.

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Jonah POV =)

I watched Ara run down the hall with a small smile on my burnt face. I walked up the stairs to the dining room. I heard the phone ring so I waited

for one of the parental figures to answer it. When it went to the answering machine I stuck around, when you have been dead for 80 years, you

run out of things to keep you occupied. There was a teeneage boy on the phone. "Hey Arabella this is Thomas… from the market earlier today, I

was wondering if you wanted to go to Ben & Jerry's with me to get some ice cream with.. um well me.. Tomorrow if you want. So um.. call me back

at this number and if you want to stop by, I live 3 houses down from you actually. So uh call me back, once again this is Thomas." then he hung

up. I rolled my eyes and listened. Ara was still in the shower so that gave me about half and hour to see this Thomas. I concentrated on a path to

the house three doors down. And suddenly I was on the front step. I walked through the door and up the stairs. I saw a boy taller then me

talking on the phone to one of his peers. He walked right by me leaving me in his room alone. I saw a picture of his parents and some old school

books. I looked at the paper on his desk. I snorted, this boy had a 29% on his math test. I materialized my hand to move some papers over and I

saw a torn out page of a phonebook. There was one name circled and it was Ara's mother's. I furrowed my eyebrows, he fancied her. I wandered

aimlessly out of the room. I knew this would happen sometime but I wasn't ready yet. I loved Ara and she loved me for some unknown reason,

but one day mortality was going to dawn on her and she will realize that we could never be together. We would never be able to get married and

have a family, we couldn't even touch each other. She will probably move out of the house and go to collage, like she should, and she will meet

some boy who could she be with. And I would become just a figment of her memory, she will probably consider herself insane for loving me. I saw

the boy in his bathroom shaving, and an idea came to me. I probably would kick myself for being this selfish but I would never let an opportunity

pass me by. I worked my way over into a corner where I could see my reflection in the mirror. I made the lights flicker and I was visible. The boy

looked at his lights and his eyes moved to my burnt appearance. I just stood there, probably scaring the crap out of him as he started to tremble.

He closed his eyes and I disappeared. I moved right in front of him and wrote on his foggy bathroom mirror " If you hurt her I will bestow twenty

times the amount of pain used to kill me on you, but you won't die.". When Thomas read the message he ran to his room and I found myself back in

Ara's room. I celebrated my successful haunting for a minute but my smile faded. Something wasn't right. I listened and I didn't hear the shower

on. But she was still in the bathroom. I looked at the clock, an hour had passed. I felt my eyes grow cold. I ran up the stairs looking for Aickman. I

heard something fall in the bathroom and I walked through the wall and saw Ara on the floor choking with Aickman trying to posses her. I moved

to help her but I was thrown back against the wall. I looked at Aickman with the coldest expression, he had grown stronger, but he still was no

match for my years of experience. I felt myself make a shield around Ara throwing Aickman off of her. He looked at me with a frustrated glance and

said " If you let me she could be like us, you would never lose her" I just stared at Ara watching her gasp for air. "Jonah, I know you went to that

boys house, and I know why. You will lose her one day if she stays mortal, think about it" I looked at him and replied " Aickman, we will find a

way, but she will not die because of me. She will have the life that I never did." and with that he faded away and Ara whispered "Jonah".

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Back to Ara POV

I slowly opened my eyes to find my mother hanging over me " Ara! Oh my God are you ok? Sweetheart are you ok?!" I rubbed my head holding

and stood up with my towel still wrapped around me. I am glad that I was using the ones that had elastic in it so it never fell off. " Mom I am fine I

just fell out of the bathtub." She looked at me with worried eyes, "Are you sure?". "Yeah mom, you know how clumsy I can be" I said with a smile.

I got my toiletries and ran to my room. I threw on my PJs and jumped into bed. I knew after his attack, Aickman would be very weak and might

take months to recuperate. When I was wheezing for air I heard Aickman say that I would be like Jonah and that we could be together always.

Also that he went over to some guys house and he was scared of losing me. Huh that was funny because I was afraid of losing him. I looked up

through my window and saw the moon. Then it dawned on me. I was getting old. I would age and Jonah would always be ! Why didn't

Jonah let me die!! " If I let you die I would never forgive myself for that and you would probably not be stuck in purgatory" I heard Jonah say.

"That was supposed to be an inside thought." I whispered. I turned over to look at him. His face was etched in worry and his eyes looked greatly

troubled. I opened my mouth to say something but he cut me off. "Go to sleep, I will see you in your dreams. I nodded and fell in to a deep

slumber.

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The next thing I know I am in a meadow, its nice, cool and its twilight, my favorite time of day. I looked to see Jonah walking towards me with

roses in his hand. I ran to him and wrapped him in an embrace. We both fell to the ground laughing. He propped me on his lap and gave me the

boquet. "Ara, you know I couldn't of let you just die with out me doing anything." he started. "But Jonah!" I whined " If you let Aickman kill me I

could be like you.". He looked down at me with melancholy in his bright blue eyes. "Ara, listen to me. One day you are going to forget all about

me. You are going to find a man and you are going to get married, have a family and then I will come for you when death is near." I pouted and

he stroked my lower lip with his thumb. "Jonah I will never want anything as much as I want to be with you, I simply cannot forget the way my

stomach feels when you appear in my room or the way your touch feels like wild fire across my skin." as I said this I looked down ashamed to be

so in love with my deceased. He coxed my head up so my eyes could meet his. "Ara, I cannot forget you either, the way your eyes shine, but your

touch feels like a jolt of electricity bringing me back to life. That's why I get so jealous of everyone who can touch you. Like your mother, your

father that spineless germ of a human Thomas." he trailed off his eyes growing cold. That struck as odd. "Thomas? What about Thomas?" I asked.

He shifted nervously "While you were in the shower, the boy called and asked for you to go get ice cream with him. He left his address so I

decided to pay him a visit." He looked at me and I felt a smile creeping on to my face. Jonah was the master of giving people the Heebie-Jeebies,

this was going to be good. "I went in to his room and saw that he failed his math test and that he tore out the page of the phone book with you

phone number on it. He was in his bathroom shaving so I tampered with the lights and revealed myself to him. He saw me and I disappeared. I

wrote something on his foggy mirror and left." he said with a smile. We both laughed at this, I almost fell off his lap in the process. "I am glad you

did that, at the market he kept on looking at my chest." I said crossing my arms over me as Jonahs arms became steel coils crushing me to his

chest. I couldn't see his eyes but by the sound of his voice I could tell he was pissed when he said, "Now I have a good reason to haunt him, men

these days are so disturbing , in my days a man wouldn't think twice of doing that. And if he did he would do so very slyly." I giggled, "You know

you sound like an old geezer that is remembering the good ole days." He sighed "That's the way it should be. I should have gone to collage,

gotten married and had a family. But I didn't and now I have you, which is the greatest reward for the teeniest suffering." His eyes glazed over as

I looked into them and he asked "When is your birthday?". I thought for a moment "In two weeks, October 14th" I replied. He smiled at me "What

would you like?". I looked deep into his eyes and whispered "To be with you, always.". He nodded his head and I asked "Can you do that?". He

looked up to the sky and he whispered "I can try."

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So what do you think Jonah is going to do for Ara's birthday? he he =) so tell me…. Hit or Miss??? *Reviews keep this story alive!!*