Beck smiled down at Jade, who was now tucked in bed and sleeping peacefully, and put another blanket over her.

"I love you," he whispered, kissing her cheek.

She didn't wake up, just turning to her side.

He sighed and closed his eyes, feeling the pull of the elder ghosts.

He knew he was being taken away from his girlfriend's room again.

He looked around the room one last time before he was taken.

"Bye Jade," he whispered, reaching out for her, but it was too late.

He opened his eyes again and saw he wasn't in Jade's bedroom anymore.

"Beck!" Grace's familiar and angelic voice rang out.

He sighed and embraced her.

"What is this meeting about?" he asked. "What's so important that I have to be taken away from my-"

"The elders decide whether or not to keep you dead or bring you back to your old life." She explained, cutting him off.

Beck blinked.

"What?" he asked.

She grinned and nodded.

"You heard me Beck…" she whispered into his ear.

He stared at her, apart from her strange colored eyes, she was very beautiful, but she didn't compare to Jade.

He didn't dare compare the two women to each other.

She giggled and grabbed his hand. "Let's go!" she cried. "It's starting…"

Beck sat down next to her and her brother.

Niall nodded at Beck and he nodded back with a small half grin.

The meeting barely made any sense to Beck; from the moment he got in and sat down, Beck felt like everyone was talking in another language.

Grace had to keep kicking Beck because every now and then he'd nod off and nearly fall asleep right there in the seat he was sitting in.

Each time a new person started to talk, Beck would fall asleep, and Grace would have to kick him back awake.

One word in particular caught Beck's attention and he suddenly was awake when he heard it.

"Beck!" a very skinny and wrinkled man cried.

Beck looked up at the stranger who was walking toward him very slowly.

"You…" he cried, pointing a crooked finger in his direction. "You just died recently. Correct?"

Beck blinked in shock and quickly nodded in reply.

"And you have a lonely girlfriend still there on the other side. Correct…?" he asked.

Again, Beck nodded, but this time a little slower.

The old man looked back at the elders.

"This poor boy…" he whispered, wrapping a weak arm around Beck's shoulders. "His spirit feels warm and promising."

Beck grinned slightly, not understanding exactly what it meant to have a "warm and promising" spirit.

"It does?" Beck asked quietly; his voice was a little shaky and every ghost and undead being at the meeting could tell.

The old man nodded. "Indeed."

Grace smiled at Beck from her seat.

"I know I felt something…" Niall whispered into her ear.

She smiled and nodded. "But I saw it first…"

Niall rolled his eyes, but decided not to start an argument.

"Do you wish for life again my boy?" the elder asked.

Beck looked at the man, up at the stands towards Grace and Niall, and back at the man's face again.

He just blinked in shock as he tried to scramble with his words.

"Of… course…" he finally managed to get out.

The elder grinned an awkward, but friendly, toothless smile.

"Do you think his body is wiling?" an elder in the group asked.

The one beside Beck shrugged. "We'll just have to wait and see…" he grinned again.

An odd sound escaped his mouth and Beck realized right away that it was a chuckle.

It was a nervous chuckle, but the elder did indeed chuckle.

The elder nodded at Beck one last time and grinned, walking back to the others.

"Do… Does this mean… I, I… have a chance to be… alive again?" Beck asked Grace when he sat back down.

She smiled and nodded. "Yes. You're very lucky, Beck."

"Yeah man," Niall said, patting him on the shoulder. "This doesn't happen to everyone and it doesn't happen that often either so you're a very lucky man, dude!"

Beck chuckled.

"It doesn't happen to everyone…" Grace whispered, repeating part of what her brother had just said.

"Yeah, we've been dead for-" Niall started to say, but his sister stomped on his foot and elbowed him in the groin.

"No. Shut up, Niall!" she cried.

He rolled his eyes and obeyed his sister's commands to bite his tongue.

Beck looked at the two siblings beside him curiously, but didn't dare to attempt to ask them anything.

"Maybe, I'll ask Niall a few things… when his sister isn't around." Beck thought to himself.

He smiled over at Grace awkwardly.