This is a story done by me ThePac and if you have any requests, ideas or people you would like me to write about pls e-mail me and if you have any feedback on my story [I would really like some feedback on my story] what u liked, didn't like, my email is available through the link below. All characters storylines situations and celebs in stories are all made up none of what I write really happened so no one can sue or say I stole a real idea cause I didn't This was a ThePac story in association a highlight reel production with help and ideas from wwekiller
Small note I tried to make this as true to the real life series of Ghost Whisperer as I could which means this story contains more soul searching heart ache and crying than my other stories but I had to keep to the sprit of the TV show so pls enjoy.
Melinda is curled up on her sofa late one night watching the fire crackle and sipping on a glass of red wine. She is waiting for her husband Jim to get home from his late shift as a paramedic and she wants him to come home soon cause she wants to go to bed and cuddle up next to him. As she relaxes on her sofa closing her eyes and tilting her head back a gust of wind blows out the firelight and the entire room goes cold. Quickly Melinda puts down her glass of wine and gets to her feet knowing full well that a room can only go this cold when a ghost is trying to make contact. Behind her a bright red vase falls off the mantelpiece and smashes down on the floor making Melinda jump. Water and flower petals are spread all over her carpet as Melinda looks around waiting for this sprit to make contact with her. After a few looks around the window slams shut and the figure of a young man appears in front of her. He looks very young maybe early to mid 20's with a thick crop of brown curly hair and is 6ft 2 in height with a medium build. His clothes are torn and ripped and his green jacket looks like it has been pulled though a hedge, as there are tears all over it. Muddy and wet is how Melinda would describe him and he also looks really scared. Melinda knows she needs to be sensitive so as not to upset him but she can't take her eyes of his handsome face. Dark bottle green eyes with thin eyelashes that have Melinda's knees feeling weak and his perfectly balanced jaw line and long thin nose seems to bring out his eyes even more. She can't believe she is having a schoolgirl type handsome man crush but she soon shakes it out when he looks at her and asks her to help him.
"Hi I'm Melinda, Melinda Gordon and yes I can see you and I can help you cross over to the other side but I need you to think what's your name," Melinda asks making sure he is a good and kind sprit asking him slowly and softly.
He struggles for a second Melinda is scared that he might be hurt but when she sees the red tint in his cheeks knows he must be very nervous around women, "It's ok I'm not going to bite," Melinda says reassuringly flashing the young man her dazzling white teeth.
"My name is Danny Striker and I died 4 maybe 5 months ago, I think I was on a plane flying over the Atlantic ocean and we crashed," Danny says closing his eyes reliving the final moments of his life as the plane nosedives into the water.
Tears form in Melinda's eyes as she watches Danny relive some much of his final few minutes that it breaks Melinda's caring heart. Her hand reaches out and rubs his arms and as she knows and can see a ghost her touch does have some kind of physical contact with the dead. Danny quickly relaxes under Melinda's soft touch and opens his eyes again and remembers why he stayed away from the light.
"It's Sandy I need to find Sandy," Danny pleads to the brunette looking her dead in the eyes begging her to help him find Sandy.
"Who is Sandy Danny, is she your mother, wife, maybe your daughter," Melinda asks hoping the sprit of Danny Striker can remember.
Danny closes his eyes again and focuses hard ignoring the crashing sounds of metal hitting water and on the pale face of Sandy.
"She was my fiancΓ© yeah we were going to be married in the spring," Danny says trying his hardest to choke back the tears as memories of Sandy come flooding back to him.
Melinda is also fighting back her tears as she watches the young ghost in her front room slump down to his knees and burst out crying. His howls and wails echo in Melinda's mind and she can almost feel his pain. She is also extra sad because it was now autumn in Grandview meaning he had been dead for a lot longer than he thought. However he had given her a lot more information than most ghosts who visited her before and she made it her mission to help this young man find his way to the light.
"I can help you Danny give me a bit of time and I can help you find Sandy I promise you," Melinda pleads with her crying ghost weeping on the floor.
He stops crying and looks up at Melinda in bloodshot eyes and cracks a smile at the young lady who talks to all ghosts. The next day Melinda looks around the Internet and finds the plane crash in which, 250 people died and she also finds Danny's death certificate and the address of his next of kin. She takes her 4x4 to the suburbs and knocks on the door of Sandy Striker hoping the young lady is willing to talk to sprits. The door is opened by a huge 6ft5 guy in a dirty white vest and large gold crucifix hanging from his neck with arm muscles bigger than Melinda's legs.
"Hi can I speak to Sandy please," Melinda asks slightly intimidated by the big guy in the doorway and to make matters worse Danny suddenly appeared behind her.
The guy shouts out for Sandy and walks away and this dark brown woman with her blonde locks up in hair curlers walks up and takes a drag of her cigarette looking up and down at Melinda.
"What do you want," Sandy spits out at Melinda who is scared of this vile woman but composes herself for Danny's sake.
"Hello my name is Melinda Gordon and hope you don't mind but I want to ask you do you know a Danny Striker?" She asks.
"Why? If you are one of his relatives I told you I threw his stuff out a few months ago so you should go to the junkyard if you want to get some of his stuff back."
Melinda tries not to slap this heartless bitch but is distracted by Danny behind her who is shaking with anger, "What's wrong," she whispers to the sprit.
"Her purity ring she's taken it off she told me we weren't going to have sex until we were married," Danny cries out as pain and anger take over his body.
Looking down at Sandy's hand Melinda has to hold back a gasp of shock as she stares at a sparking diamond ring on her weeding finger. She knows she and Danny have to leave now or the young man is really going to get angry.
"Well you got anything to say or do you want my husband Roy to throw you the hell out of my property," Sandy spits in anger as the big guy comes back to the door an open beer can in his hand.
Turning around Melinda is shocked to see Danny isn't there and a second later she hears a loud crash behind her. Sandy screams and Melinda moves inside the house where pictures and trophies are flying off the walls and crashing around. The living room is a mess of broken glass, busted picture frames and all the pictures are picked up in mid air and thrown right into the fire making a loud roaring noise. Roy the husband rushes in and swings around hoping a real person will jump out so she has someone to beat up while Sandy is on her knees crying in the pool of broken glass. Quickly Melinda runs out of the house, down the drive into her car and with wheels screeching pulls away from the quiet little suburban house now awash with loud sounds of screaming and crying. Back in the centre of town Melinda stops Danny sitting on a bench in the town centre crying his eyes out. Melinda is still really mad at him for destroying Sandy's house and burning all her pictures so she leaves him out there but a few hours later while closing up her shop she sees he is still sitting there crying. Walking over to the shaking, crying figure Melinda takes a seat on the bench next to him and puts a hand on his knee hoping he will stop crying.
"She took off her purity ring I can't believe it I mean I kept mine on," Danny says though sobs as he lifts his hand up and shows Melinda a tiny sliver ring on his middle finger.
"I shouldn't have got mad at her but I loved her and to see what she had become with that big, dumb animal it just made me so mad," Danny confesses before overcoming to his tears and rests his head on Melinda's shoulder.
The night had suddenly got a lot colder and Melinda pulls her jacket up a bit and rests her head against Danny's knowing that there is no one there but the raw power and energy she is getting from him is scary and comforting in the same breath.
"Well even though you're in pain right now that trip to your ex's helped because we know she doesn't need any closure so there must be some other reason you can't see the light yet," Melinda tries to reassure Danny but in the back of her mind she has no idea who else Danny would need to find for closure. His parents were dead and his younger sister was living in New Zealand and probably had no idea he was even dead.
The air was getting thicker and colder and Melinda was moving closer to Danny as his body sunk into hers both trying to keep each other warm.
"There was this one thing I remember thinking before the plane crashed," Danny said looking up at the stars letting the light of the moon reflect of his young face.
Melinda sits up quickly and looks Danny, "That could be it then come on tell me what were you thinking."
Danny gets nervous again and looks down at his torn trainers unable to look Melinda in the eyes, "I really wanted more than anything in the world to be with a woman just for one night just to experience it."