AHS Imagines

james - miracle (pt 1)

author's note:

- this has nothing to do with the story, but I found THIS soundtrack from Hotel for the vibez!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UkkQdAFz-sY

- also I think I will defs do a pt 2 to this

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You sat at the bar, sipping your morning tea. The brew warmed your soul. Through your years living at the Cortez, you had grown fond of the surroundings; the red velvet carpet, the musty scent in the air. It was your home.

"What d'you think's going on down there?" Will Drake signalled at something behind you, wiping a glass with a cloth. You turn over your shoulder; a small group of people clustered around the reception desk. Two men carrying what you presumed to be camera bags, and lighting, joined the group.

"Must be that psychic woman," Will began, also noticing the newcomers. "I'd better clear out. She's always trying to get a hold of me." He set the glass down. "Adios, y/n."

You decided to venture downstairs to further study. As you reached the lobby, you approached the group. Iris, Liz, and a blonde-haired woman, chaperoned by two cameramen, stood by the desk, deep in conversation.

"Oh, y/n!" Iris noticed you. "Come over, join us."

"My, you are a sight for sore eyes!" the blonde woman said. "I don't believe I've run into you here before."

"This is y/n. She's a fairly new permanent resident," spoke Liz on your behalf. "March's alluring belle."

"You must be Bi-" you began, unable to finish your sentence.

"Billie Dean Howard, medium to the stars." she flashed her nails with pride. "I'm here to film a new episode for my current series. Say..." Billy brought a hand up to her face in reflection. "Would you be interested in featuring on my show? Viewers would be very fascinated to learn about your life loving a serial killer?"

"Please, don't talk about him like that," you reply.

"Oh I'm sorry, dear, didn't mean to offend," she appeared genuine. "It would be an honor to feature you if you were ok with that?"

"Sure. Ok." You agree. "When would like me, Miss Howard?"

"Please, call me Billie." She checked her watch. "We were going to begin filming 30 minutes. Would that be too soon?"

"Sounds perfect."

Billie gestured to the bar. "Would you like a quick chat beforehand? So I can get to know you a little better?"

The two of you break away from the group and make your way up to the lounge, seating yourselves at a table by the balcony.

"So," she began. "Miss y/n. You are a mystic soul. The moment you met my presence I could sense your ethereal spirit. You seem kind-hearted. But something jumped out at me about you. I can't quite put my finger on it; you just seem different to others. Anyway," she clapped her hands to her lap. "How long have you and March been together?"

"Oh, um, a good few years now. I remember seeing you once or twice here before while I was alive."

"And how exactly did you die, if you don't mind me asking?"

"I voluntarily ended my life. Merely a few months ago. My father, my only connection to the outside world, had recently passed. I had nothing left to live for. Well, other than James. Spending eternity with him in his hotel... I could ask for nothing more."

During your speech, you noticed Billie's attention fade out. Her focus seemed to be kept by something else.

"Dear." She clasped your hand in hers, perfectly manicured. "I am sensing two souls within one."

"Oh, that's just probably someone else eavesdropping. A lot of spirits here, as you know." You chuckle, but the serious expression remains on her face. She closes her eyes.

"No... I am..." She whispers. "It's not that... it's different. Usually, when there are multiple souls together they all come to me as individual wavelengths... but with you... what I am sensing is..." A smile broke over her face, and her eyes darted up to yours. "Y/n. You are with child."

You were gobsmacked.

"But... are you sure? How? I'm dead. He's dead. What?!"

"I've learned of post-death pregnancy, an incredibly rare occurrence, but have never actually met an expectant spirit in the flesh!"

"Billie... I am truly baffled! How on earth -"

"It is likely the child was conceived prior to your death, yet lives on after your death, due to your spirit being sustained in this place. The child will continue to develop and will be birthed into this world, despite its mother's demise. You are a true miracle, y/n. You are going to make a wonderful mother." She smiled warmly.

"I'm going to be a mother." This time it really sunk in. "I'm going to be a mother..."