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Chapter 15:
The Boy Who Once Was King

One week later…

Allison bit her lip in an attempt not to cry as she looked at the head stone before her. Her knee length black dress billowed with the gentle breeze. Looking to her left, her family stood there looking at the granite stone, two with faces of confusion and only one showed understanding. Her stepmother, who stomach was now starting to bulge slightly from the baby growing inside her, put her hand on Jack's shoulder and started walking with him towards the car.

"Are you three coming?" She asked as she turned slightly.

"In a moment Sweetie," Robert smiled at her. "I wanna talk to these two."

Nodding her head she and Jack continued their walk.

"So this whole time, all the times Jack caught you 'talking to yourself', you were talking to ghosts?"

Nodding she look over at her father. "You think I'm crazy huh?"

"With what I saw last week at the park, I don't think so. You're an amazing girl Princess, and you have an amazing gift."

"I just wish other people could be as opened minded as you are Daddy."

"Sweetheart in my line of business you have to be opened minded." Smiling he kissed her temple. "You two ready to go?"

"Can I have a few minutes?"

"Sure," He nodded. "I'll be in the car."

"'Kay."

Looking at his daughter he turned his gaze to Riley and gave a small smile. Turning he walked slowly towards his expecting wife.

"Dad?"

Glancing over his shoulder he stopped. "Yes?"

"Don't tell Nancy anything about this yet. I don't want her to go into premature labor. You know how she panics." Allison laughed a bit.

Laughing, he nodded his agreement and tucked his hands in his pockets as he made his way towards the car again.

The two teens stood quietly looking at the freshly made grave. Allison sighed and her eyes filled with warm tears. She never got this close to anyone, let alone a ghost she was helping. She felt as if her heart was broken all over again. First her mother leaves her and now Spot.

"Allie, I have something for you." Riley stated calmly and quietly.

Turning her head to look at him, she watched as he dug around in his messenger bag.

"Here it is." Pulling out a piece of paper that was glued to a piece of cardboard to make it sturdy was a painting of Spot that Riley had drawn and colored himself.

In the picture Spot was sitting at his window the sun half way set behind him. He was leaning forward his hands clasped around his cane, with his hat on his right knee. His ever present smirk was creasing his lips. He seemed almost in a silhouette with a few strokes of color here and there. His steel blue eyes peeked out from under his golden brown hair. And his red suspenders popped out against his dark blue shirt.

Handing it over to her he watched her inspect it nervously. He wasn't sure that he had really captured Spot right.

Blinking she looked at the art in her hand and then back up at Riley. "You made this for me?"

Nodding he smiled at her. "I knew that you would like that. You can't really take a picture of a ghost so I made that for you to remember him by."

"Ri, it's amazing." She ran her fingers over the photo Spots face. "His eyes, you got them down perfectly. When did you find the time to do this?"

"I'm surprised with the attention span that boy had he could sit there for that long. And remember those days I was home sick from school?" Riley laughed scratching the back of his neck. Seeing her nod he continued. "I snuck in through the fire escape outside your window."

Kissing Riley's cheek she smiled. "Thank you. I love it."

Smiling he nodded his head in gratitude. "I'm glad."

Sniffing she looked at the stone once more as she hugged the picture Riley had made for her to her chest. "I guess it was stupid."

"What was?" He asked as he rubbed her back.

"Ever getting close to Spot in the first place, I mean, I knew that sooner or later he would leave." Allison bit her lip as silent tears ran down her pale skin. "I knew that and yet here I am crying over him because now he's gone. It's selfish, but I wish he was back in my room."

"Allie, you can't help who you fall in love with. Your relationship with Spot was complicated by the fact that he was dead. He couldn't stay here and take care of you. He knew that and you knew that. Now you only have to think of all of the good times you had with him. He loved you and he wouldn't want you to be sad over this." Riley stated quietly.

As she nodded he pulled her into a hug by her shoulders and he looked at the head stone giving a small salute to Spot.

"Come on, there are more people out there that need our help."

Nodding she read the stone once more and wiped her tears away.

THEODORE "SPOT" CONLON

BORN: FEBURARY 14, 1885 DIED: JULY 9, 1904

THE BOY WHO ONCE WAS KING.

Walking away with Riley, she couldn't help but giggle at all the names he was rambling off, waving his hands in the air above them. "I mean come on, how cool would it be if our group name was 'Hernandez and Matthews Spirit Guides'?"

"Why is your name first?"

"Alphabetical order," He shrugged and gave her a wink.

"That's so stupid." She shook her head.

4 Months Later…

Soon after Spots funeral, Allison and Riley returned the journal and gun to the museum telling them exactly what they had planned, that they had simply found them in her house as they were cleaning out the basement.

Now sitting on the stoop to her house, Allison leaned back against the cold stone on this warm summer day. Her burgundy hair was pulled up into a messy bun strands falling out as she leaned over the book she was reading, glancing up every once in a while to watch her brother who played on the streets with his friends. Sighing she went back to the paragraph she had been staring at for the last 5 minutes.

"Excuse me; do you know where the library is?" A voice asked from the sidewalk.

"The library?" She said looking up placing her finger in the book to save her place and met familiar eyes. Slowly she breathed in and studied his features. They were the same, from his slightly upturned nose to his pouty lips, even his golden brown hair and steely blue eyes. "Spot?"

"Sorry you have the wrong guy," He smiled apologetically. "My names Shawn, I just moved in next door." He said nodding his head in the direction of his house his hands in the pockets of his large hoodie. Looking over at the house there was indeed still some moving boxes being carried into the house.

"Sorry," She mumbled and stood up pushing her bangs from her face and her glasses a little farther up on her nose. "You look like someone I used to know." Moving down a few steps she stuck her hand out. "I'm Allison."

"Allison." He said as he shook her hand. Their eyes meeting for the first time, slowly a smile appeared on their lips.

"You know, I heard the last home owner died in that house. You might wanna watch out for ghosts." She stated only half joking as she looked over again at the house that Shawn had pointed to across the street.

Laughing the boy dug his hands into his jean pockets and scuffed his converse on the sidewalk. "I'll be on the look out."

"Oh," She said quickly, remembering his question. "Um the library, go straight down this street and take a left. It's about 4 blocks down on Layton Street. It's a big building with stone lions on the front by the stairs you can't miss it." She pointed the directions with her fingers.

Looking in the way she pointed he memorized her directions. "Okay, thank you." Smiling he started to walk to his car.

"Your welcome." She said as she looked back down at her book.

"Hey," He called back. "You think maybe you'd like to go get a coffee with me sometime, you know, to just hang out?" He scratched the back of his neck as he said that.

"I'd like that." She nodded with a smile.

"Cool," Smiling, the boy pulled the keys to his beat up car out of his pocket and twirled them around his finger, walked backwards so he could look at her. Suddenly a loud crash rang threw the air as Shawn knocked over the tin trash cans that sat on the curb. Quickly getting to his feet, he set the metal objects back up, a blush tinted his cheeks. Giving out an embarrassed laugh, he turned around and started his walk back to his car, facing forward this time. He looked back at her every once in a while.

Allison giggled behind her hand, and watched as he got in his vehicle.

"I saw that." Said a voice behind her causing her to jump.

She squeaked as she whirled around her hand on her chest, taking in a calming breath when she saw it was just Riley. "Saw what?" She questioned and looked back as Shawn's car started to pull away, and disappeared quickly around the corner.

"You were flirting with Spots reincarnation." He said in a teasing sing-song voice a smile spread across his face, from where he was sitting on the railing of her stoop.

"His what?" she asked as she leaned against the side next to his legs.

"Reincarnation, oh come on, you of all people should know what that is."

"I know what it is." She argued back making a face at him and hit his legs with her fist.

"I'm just messing with you." He said holding his hands up in mock surrender, laughing as he looked at her. "So is this the end or the beginning?"

Shrugging, she fiddled with the spine of the book. "It's the end for me and Spot, but I'm sure some new adventures with Shawn would be just as interesting."

Smirking Riley wrapped one arm around her shoulders and gave it a little squeeze. "Always thinking on the bright side of things huh?"

Smiling, she nodded before rolling her eyes and pushing him away a bit. "Always."

(A/N) Well, it's over. I'm actually very proud of myself because this is the first multi-chapter story I have ever finished. I know some of you wanted Spot to come back, so I sorta brought him back... Just as someone else who doesn't remember her or anything about his "past life" . .. I know it was kinda rocky at the beginning and the middle but I wanna thank every one who read the story and stuck by it. You all are the best!! I hope you liked the Story! =] I'm starting on a new story so hopefully you all will come back and read that one. =]

Much love!