Ghost Whisperer

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This is after the Series Finale


School. Some places started after Labor Day, while some start before. Grandview schools started the week before Labor Day. Some students absolutely love school and there are others who absolutely do not want to be there. In this case, Emily Andrews was one of those students who didn't want to be there. Emily had woken up this morning dreading the day, knowing that today was the first day of school. Not only is it just the first day of school, it was also the first day for her at Grandview High School. She had her classes, she knew where everything was, short of. Jim had made her a sack lunch and she ate it listening to her iPod. Finally, the bus dropped her off at her bus stop and Emily headed to the house. She used her key and unlocked the door and entered. Melinda and Delia were in the living room talking when Emily entered. Melinda and Delia turned around.

"Hey, Emily." Melinda smiled.

"How was…" Delia said, but she couldn't finish.

"I don't want to talk about it." Emily said, running up the stairs. Melinda and Delia looked at each other.

"I'll go talk to her." Delia said, getting to her feet. "I've dealt with a situation like this with Ned countless times." Delia headed up the stairs and knocked on Emily's closed door. Emily was sitting next to her window, as she does every time she is thinking or upset.

"I don't want to talk about it." Emily said. Delia opened the door anyway.

"Well, I want to talk about it." Delia said entering the room. "What happened?" Emily looked at Delia.

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Emily," Delia said, sitting down on the bed. "Maybe I can help and I can't help if you don't talk about it."

"I'll just talk to Eli about it at my session tonight." Emily said simply. Ever since Emily had gone to talk to Eli after crossing over her friend Sara and little boy Louis Grayson, Emily has been going to Eli for regular sessions, seeing as Jim requested it. Emily doesn't mind though. Eli has no choice but to keep things between the two of them. Plus, it helps her talk about things she usually keeps quiet about, like her dads death.

"Look, Emily." Delia started. "I would love to help you, but you need to talk to me."

"Delia, I appreciate what you are trying to do, but I really don't want to talk about it right now." Delia sighed and stood up.

"Alright." She said, moving towards the door.

"My appointment with Eli is in two hours." Emily said, making Delia stop. "I could use a ride." Delia smiled.

"I'm you're girl." Delia said before leaving. Emily smiled slightly. Delia headed downstairs and sat down next to Melinda again.

"Well? Is everything alright?"

"She doesn't want to talk to me about it." Delia said. "But I'm bringing her to her session with Eli today."

"I wish she would open up to someone other than Eli." Melinda said. "But at least she's opening up."


"Alright. What do you want to talk about today?" Eli asked after getting settled down in his chair. Emily was sitting down in a chair across from Eli. When she didn't say anything, Eli tried to get her to say something. "You started school today." Eli said. "How did that go?"

"School was terrible." Emily said, not looking at Eli. This was usually how her sessions with Eli went. She wouldn't look at Eli while they talked. "This is the first time it was the first day of school at a new school. I have no friends."

"What about your tennis team?" Eli asked.

"You mean the team that sat with me at lunch because Mrs. Rinehart told them too?" Emily asked. "Yeah, they don't exactly talk to me." Emily explained. "More like they have no idea what to say to me because they think I'm going to break." Emily looked at Eli. "It's the way everyone looks at me. They are afraid to say something that will hurt me." Emily looked away.

"Who? Who is everyone?" Eli asked.

"Delia, Ned, Melinda, Professor Payne, you and Uncle Jim." Emily stated. "Ever since Sara died…everyone is careful on what they say."

"Maybe people don't know what to say because you don't open up." Eli stated.

"Or maybe people think I'm fragile and if they say the wrong thing I'll break down and cry." Emily added. "Because I open up to you."

"Barely." Eli said. "It took you over a month to tell anyone that you could see ghosts." Eli stated. Emily looked down at the floor and then at the clock. "Emily is there something you want to tell me. Maybe something that you want Jim and Melinda to know."

"I miss my dad. I miss my friend Sara. I miss being at home with Faith and Ryan. I miss being in my hometown." Emily said, standing up. "The only thing I have left is Baxter, and he seems to be ok with the move."

"Now we're getting somewhere."

"I'm done." Emily said, grabbing her bag.

"Emily." Eli said, getting out of his chair. "I need to know what is ok to tell Jim and Melinda."

"Tell them whatever you want." Emily said, walking to the door.

"Wait for me." Eli said, grabbing his bag. "I'm driving you home."

"I'll walk." Emily said, leaving Eli's office and walking away. Eli grabbed his phone just as Rick Payne entered the office. Rick Payne got his old job back at Rockland University and he started getting to know Eli James and they were becoming closer, having lunch during their free times.

"Hey." Rick said. "Was that Emily that just left?"

"Yeah." Eli said to Rick. "Melinda." Eli said into his phone. "We have a problem."


Emily was sitting at the gazebo in the middle of town listening to her music. She knew it wasn't right to storm out of Eli's office like that, but she was upset and didn't want to talk anymore. Jim walked up to the gazebo and sat down next to Emily.

"I knew I'd find you here." Jim said, looking at Emily. He noticed the headphones. "You can't hear me, can you?"

"I can hear you." Emily said, taking out her headphones. "Plus, I saw you." Emily said, putting her headphones in her bag. "I'm guessing Eli called you?"

"No." Jim stated. Emily looked at Jim confused. "He called Melinda and Melinda called me." Jim stated. "Want to explain to me why you stormed out of Eli's office?"

"I'm guessing you already know, otherwise you wouldn't be so calm."

"I'm giving you a chance to explain." Jim said. Emily sighed and looked away, not saying anything. "Emily, no one thinks you're fragile." Jim started. "But we are worried that you are too strong."

"Too strong?"

"You've had a rough summer and, by the sounds of it, a rough start to school."

"Little do you know, I do cry." Emily said slowly. "At night before bed. Like always." Jim looked at Emily, surprised at what she was saying. "During the day, I'm strong because I know I have to continue going through life. But when I lay down at night, my mind isn't focused on anything and I start thinking about my dad and Sara, even my mom and I start to cry." Emily wiped away the tears that were forming. Jim wrapped her in a hug.

"This is one of the reasons I wanted you to have sessions with Eli." Jim stated. "This way, you could talk to someone and know that your secret would be kept until you were ready to tell it." Jim pushed a strand of Emily's hair behind her ear. "It's ok to cry and I will be here if you need to talk." Emily smiled slight and nodded. Jim looked towards the street near Melinda's shop. A car pulled up and Ned stepped out. "Ned's going to bring you back to the house. I've got to get back to work." Jim stood up and kissed Emily on top of the head. "Are you going to be ok?" Emily nodded.

"Yeah. I'm good." Jim smiled and left as Ned came up.

"Hey Ned." Jim said, heading straight towards the hospital.

"Hey Emily." Ned said. "Ready to go?" Emily stood up and grabbed her bag.

"Yeah. I'm ready."


This story is after New Comer and Revealings Over My Head

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Oh and I am working on a cover for this story, as well as my others. In all honesty...it's not going to be the best. Emily is going to stand out compared to the others...seeing as I had to draw her and it is really bad (i traced the body figure and the rest I did myself.) Now if I can find a decent picture that is human (and not drawn by me) and something I like, then I might use that instead...but until then...