Hi! This is my first Ghost whisperer fanfiction, so I'm sorry if its not very good! If you go on my profile, you'll see some other ideas I've put up for Ghost Whisperer stories. Please tell me how you think I've done, and if I should continue or not:) Many thanks !

Jim Clancy had just finished a ten hour shift. Yawning, he stretched his arms, and walked over to a bench, and saw a beautiful woman sat on it, looking fed up and bored.

"Excuse me, is this seat taken?"Jim asked politely, and the woman nodded fiddled with her fingers.

"Sure, I feel so lonely now any way,"she sighed, and he took a seat. Jim felt so sorry for her; she looked hurt, but he could swear he could see her lips move ever so slightly.

"Rough day, huh?" He questioned, and she gave him a smile.

"How did you know?"

"You just look down, thats all.''

"Oh. My name's Melinda Gordon, I own that antique shop down the road", Melinda gestured her hand towards the town square.

"I'm Jim. Jim Clancy. I went in there the other week, it seems classy." he smiled when she laughed, but he could soon see she was wiping away a tear.

"I was stood up,"She said quietly, and Jim sighed.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't worry. I have to go, I'm so sorry, my friend's running the shop on her own today, I'll go see how she's doing. Here's my number." Melinda pulled out a small piece of paper, with her name and number beautifully scripted in purple ink. Standing up to leave, she smiled at Jim once again, and turned on her heel, leaving Jim with the phone number in hand. 'Nice job Clancy- Nice job', he said to himself, and walked off home feeling happy with himself for getting the number off the most beautiful woman he had ever seen since... Her. He had tried so hard to forget, but he couldn't. No amount of therapy could make him forget the horrific night, the night which changed him forever.

Waking up early the next morning, Jim smiled. It was Sunday, and he was off work. He had Melinda's number, so he hoped he could ring her and they could get to know each other better. After having a shower, he put on his outfit for the day, and called her. He was thankful she picked up the phone, and they set a time of twelve so they could go and get lunch at L'amore, the popular Italian that had opened up in Grandview. Jim had heard of that place before, in his old town, on the 12th of June. The date was so familiar. A night of sadness, but it hadn't started off too bad;a few days earlier he had proposed to his girlfriend.

X Flashback X

Walking out the house, Jim and his girlfriend, Poppy Londes, were ready for their engagement party. Poppy looked stunning in a white dress with pearls on the top; her blonde hair curled in tresses of gold. They were holding hands, until Jim had to start the car. Arriving at a ballroom in New Jersey, they were soon inside, and as more and more guests arrived, they stood and greeted them all. Everyone was dancing, and eating, generally having a good time. When the end was near, Poppy's friend, Rick Thompson, hadn't wanted to go outside for a cigarette. What they hadn't counted on was the room being very flammable, and the room burst into flames. Everyone got out, or so they thought. Poppy was still in there. Crawling round on the floor, Poppy tried to catch her breath. Jim hadn't wanted to leave her in there, so he managed to dodge all the flames and find her. He dragged her to the outside, coughing and spluttering, but she was very still. Her breathing was raspy, and her eyes were flicking open. jim didn't notice the fire engines, all he cared about was Poppy at that moment. He sang to her, to try and make her feel calmer, safer. "If I got on my knees and I pleaded with you, not to go but to stay in my arms, If I call out your name like a prayer, Would you leave me alone with my tears? I loved you before I even knew your name, and I wanted to give you my heart-" Her breathing stopped, and Jim was sure his own heart missed a few beats. Tears trickled down his face, Knowing he would never see his beautiful flower, his Poppy, ever again...

X End Flashback X

Just thinking about it tore up his heart, and he had to remember that it was part of the past. He had only wanted to work in a hospital, to show his Poppy how much he wished he could have helped her. If that song came on his radio when he was cooking, he would cry, and if his friends or family were there they would comfort him, and make him feel safe.

Arriving at L'amore, he saw Melinda already at the table. She grinned, and he gave a weak smile. It was exactly three years today since Poppy's death, and he was sure she would accept his new choice. How wrong he was.

"Get away!" A beautiful blonde woman in a white pearl dress hissed at Melinda, then zoomed up to her face, "Or I'll get you." With that, she was gone, and Melinda's heart began to race, fear taking over, but she decided an angry ghost wouldn't ruin her lunch with her new friend. Who she liked an awful lot. After just one meeting, she felt she really connected with him, and he felt the same way. Sparks were flying, and Melinda knew she was falling for this guy- hard.

Not too long yet, but I hope you find it ok and interesting. Please review, and if you like it I'll update really soon! you can PM me any think you want me to include in this story, or any other ghost whisperer story you want me to do. Thanks for reading, and I'll write soon!