Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Ghost Whisperer that are mentioned in this story (Melinda, Jim, Holly), but I do own any side characters that are not involved with the show and I am writing this solely for entertainment purposes.

Here's chapter two, enjoy

November 10, 2001-I guess that I was wrong about tonight, something did happen. I was walking out of the front lobby doors of the apartment with my umbrella, due to the rain of course, and I was walking to the grocery store. It’s open until three in the morning so I still had plenty of time.

Suddenly, there was this huge gust of wind that just about blew my umbrella inside out. I felt someone on the other side of the umbrella, trying to help me out. No problem there, except for the fact that it was the fireman from before who had walked me out of the burning building.

As soon as the wind stopped and we’d gotten control of the umbrella, he attempted to repair the damage that the wind had caused to the umbrella, but he kind of made it worse. He did actually offer to buy me a new one, which I thought was sweet. I declined his offer however. I did joke that I hope he was better at putting out fires…he didn’t laugh.

He held out his hand and I shook it. He introduced himself as Jim Clancy. Well, at least I know his name, not that I'm going to need it or anything.

Anyways, I was trying to leave, to go and get groceries, but he stopped me and offered to take me out to dinner. I reculantly agreed, not sure why I did though. I was getting more soaked by the minute with all the rain pouring down. He asked me if I’d ever been to the Umbrella Room and I said no. I’ve never even heard of it.

He walked beside me, holding his fireman’s coat over my head to protect me from the rain…okay, he gets bonus points for that, it was really sweet.

The Umbrella Room was not in fact a room but a hot dog vender that seemed to be good friends with Jim. He got me a hotdog, one for himself, paid the vender and then we sat down on a nearby sidewalk bench. It was silent for a while but then I spoke. I asked him if he lived near the East Village. He is terrible with directions! He told me that he lived in West 90, but that’s all the way on the upper west side! That is not even kind of close.

He noticed that I’d gotten a little bit of ketchup on my lip so he wiped it away…is it weird that I got goosebumps when he did that???

Then, he asked me how I knew that the man had been in that building, earlier tonight. Instantly, I replied that it had just been a guess, but he knew that I had known for sure. I got up then and said that I had to go because I had work in the morning-which wasn’t a lie. He told me that he hated secrets and once again, asked how I knew. I told him that maybe someday I would tell him, though I kind of doubt that I will ever see him again. He lives way too far away to just bump into him on the street anyways.

I quickly went to the store, my mind still on him. I got back home and then put everything away. Definitely calling Holly tomorrow, but for now, I think I’ll just sleep.

Jim was pretty cute though. He was tall-he’s like over a foot taller than me!-, he had really nice eyes-so blue-, and he had dark hair that was in waves…he actually was really good looking, and really sweet…and this "date" was actually a lot more fun than the ones that I've gone on that Holly set me up for. I don't think that this really means anything though...I think that it's like a one night thing, like the other dates...I'm terrible at dating.

November 11, 2001-Called Holly before I went into work this morning. She could tell right away that I was happy.

“What happened? I know that tone of voice, something good happened didn’t it?” she asked.

“Well, the building next door caught on fire and--”

She cut me off. “Woah…hold on a minute, there was a fire in the building next door?” she asked.

“Yeah, it was on the news and everything. How did you not know, and you only live like five blocks away Hol…”

“I fell asleep early.” She explained. “And I don’t watch the news.” She said.

“Good point.” I laughed

“Continue.” She urged.

“Okay, well this fireman walked me out of the building because we all had to be evacuated.” I began. I went on to explain about how I told him that there was a man inside of the building.

“And then what happened?” she asked.

“Well, we all went back inside the apartment and I didn’t see him after that. I needed to go and get more groceries because everything was all dirty from all the soot. So I went outside and it was pouring rain and the wind was really bad. So it started to turn my umbrella inside out, then I felt someone trying to help me with the umbrella. Guess who it was?”

“The fireman guy?” she asked excitedly.

“Yup. He introduced himself and then offered to take me out to dinner.”

“And what did you say?!” Holly was frantic with excitement.

“I said yes of course! He took me to this place he calls the Umbrella Room and then it was just this guy selling hot dogs from those hot dog carts.”

“Was it romantic?” she gushed.

“Yeah, it actually was.”

“Is he hot?” she asked quickly, this being her main point of interest.

“Well, he was really tall, over a foot taller than I am, and he had really deep blue eyes and dark hair. He was really handsome.” I was smiling into the phone.

“What’s his name?”

“Jim. Jim Clancy.” I said.

“So are you going to see him again?”

“I doubt it. He lives all the way on the upper west side.” I replied.

We talked for a while longer and then I realized that I was going to be late for work if I talked for any longer.

Just got back a little while ago from work. It was a long day, not that I really worked a lot of hours, but the day just seemed like it was dragging on forever and that it would never end. Not really that hungry so I haven't eaten yet, well I don't really know if it's that I'm not hungry or that I'm just too tired, but I don't feel like making food. I plan to do nothing else for the rest of the day. I'm just going to sit on the couch and watch TV until I fall asleep, which should be pretty soon because I'm already feeling the effects of not sleeping at all last night, due to the fire. Well, actually, I think I got about two hours of sleep in...not even close to the eight to nine hours I usually get. Well that sounds like a pretty productive evening to me...

Crap, just checked my work schedule at the Hi-Fi, and it turns out that I have to work tonight at six…it’s a Sunday and I'm hoping that not a lot of people are gonna be there…at least I can relax a little until then.

November 11, 2001 (After Work)-Well, work was pretty interesting tonight. Got there on time and everything, no problems there, but at the point when my shift was almost over, I think I had like half an hour to go or something, something happened. I had to take out people’s orders so I got the tray and carried them out.

Now, it’s mostly just beer and other types of alcohol, so thank God I don’t have to cook anything. So I took the tray out and walked over to a table where there were a bunch of guys sitting at a table, not surprising as guys are usually our best customers.

When I got to the table, immediately I recognized one of the guys. Jim. He was there with a couple of his fireguy friends I guessed. At first I just set the beers on the table and didn’t make eye contact, trying to see if he wouldn’t recognize me, especially in what I was wearing. We have to wear these white blouses that they give us and these black skirts if you’re a waitress. And the skirts aren’t all that long…

Anyways, I was about to start walking away when Jim started talking to me. “Hey Mel.” He said. Aaaaaand so much for not getting him to notice me.

“Oh, hey Jim…” I said. “You know, we’re really busy and I’d love to stay and chat but I have to go.” I said, trying to leave.

Jim looked around the bar. “There’s like no one here except us and that guy over there in the corner by himself.” Jim pointed out.

d**n. Why does he have to be so observant?

“Melinda, this is Gary,” he said, pointing to the guy on his right. “And
I'm Greg,” the guy across from him said. “And that’s Larry and Steve.” Greg pointed to the two men sitting to his left. “And that’s Darrel beside Gary.” Larry said.

“So Clancy,” Greg said. “This is the girl you were telling us about…”
Jim shot him a look.

I smiled at Jim. “Oh, so you’ve been telling people about me?”

“Uhh…no, no it’s not that...just,” he spoke nervously.

“Dude, what do you mean no?” Steve said. Then he turned to me. “Don’t believe a word Clancy says. He’s been talking about nothing else all day. He got one of his cop friends to check your file to see where you worked and then he asked your boss if you worked tonight,”

Jim flashed a look in his direction this time. “Guys, what the hell? I said be cool!”

“Well, I'm sorry man, but it’s true.” The Larry spoke up.

I raised an eyebrow at Jim and tilted my head to the side, crossing my arms over my chest. “Been checking up on me?” I asked, smiling.

“No, just gathering more information on a casual interest.” He replied.

“That’s not true. He came here to ask you on a second date, but he didn’t know how to talk to you so he made us tag along.” Darrel explained.

“Oh, I see.” I replied. “So, are you going to ask me now Jim, or am I going to have to here all night?” I asked in a flirty tone.

“Well…okay, sure. Do you wanna go out later?” he asked. He sounded really nervous, it was cute.

“Do you always get this nervous asking girls out?” I asked him.

“No, he doesn’t. Just you.” Gary said.

“Thanks for all the help guys.” He said sarcastically to his friends.

“We try.” Larry said.

Jim ignored his side comment.

“Yeah Clancy’s pretty bad when it comes to asking girls out…”Darrel added.

Jim rolled his eyes and said nothing.

I laughed at Jim getting teased from his friends. “I think it’s sweet that he went to so much trouble just to ask me out.” I replied.

“Clancy, you gotta keep this one. I think she’s the only girl who actually thinks that it’s sweet that you’d stalk her.” Greg said.

“You guys tease him all you want, but I don’t see any of you trying to get a second date with a girl. Or getting one for that matter.” I teased.

“Woah, man, this one’s sassy, don’t screw it up.” Darrel laughed.

“So does that mean we have a second date?” Jim asked.

“Well I guess since you went to so much trouble, I can’t say no can I?”

“Good, so I’ll wait for you to finish work and I’ll take you out?” he offered.

“Okay,” I smiled. “Sounds good.” I replied.

Tired now from the date, will write about it tomorrow. Ugh, it’s like two a.m.! I only worked a four hour shift at the Hi-Fi…wow I was with Jim for four hours! Will write more tomorrow!

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