Ghost

Epilogue II

Spencers POV

I've been sitting in the fetal position for a long time now. Staring at this one specific cloud that looks just like the rest of them. But I haven't taken my eyes off of it. The lady has given me some space, which I appreciate. I guess.

I just can't wrap my head around it. I'm dead? How did I die? Last thing I remember is watching Nat hold Alia before putting her back in her crib then going to climb back in bed with Natasha. Surely if something happened to me, it would have happened on a mission or something, right?

Not that I want something to have happened at all. I'm just trying to figure out how in the hell this is happening. I'm still trying to recover from the fact that I'm not tripping. I'm in some sort of.. in between life and death.

I finally muster up enough of my voice to ask the question, "how did I die?" It comes out in almost a whisper, but I know she heard me.

"I can show you? It's not exactly pretty, but you did die a hero. They mourned for you greatly."

This breaks me apart. Knowing Natasha has had to mourn for me. That she felt the loss that I am not allowed to feel right now. That my baby girl won't have both of her moms. That I left everyone behind, forcing them to mourn me. Not getting a chance to say goodbye.

Damn it. I wish I could be sad or mad. I want to cry and break shit, to tear this stupid fucking cloud to pieces. But apparently I can't do any of that anymore. What's the point? Why am I even here? Where ever this is.

"Yeah, okay," still monotone. There's no feelings. So I'm numb.

All of a sudden there's a tv in front of me. Really? I can't cry but we can have a tv? Okay. Great. They could have least let me watch tv earlier.

"Are you sure you want to see this?"

"Yes." No. How could anyone be sure they want to watch how they died?

She presses a button, or maybe it's automatic, I'm not really paying attention. But the screen lights up and starts showing me in my bedroom that Nat and I share at our house. Alia is there in Nats arms as she goes to put her to bed. Just as I remembered it. It's all as if I'm seeing it through my own eyes. Like I'm still there experiencing it all over again.

There's a shadow over us, and then I'm hunched over, grabbing my stomach? I look down and see blood. So much blood. But wait..

I look down to my stomach now and pull up my shirt; not a scratch. Is it not how I died? I can't feel the pain, so.. hell I don't know any thing.

I take a glance up from where I've fallen to my knees and see Natasha covering our child, protecting her with everything she has. I'm failing at trying to protect them. I can see the absolute terror and shock in Nats face and it shatters me.

If my heart was still working, it wouldn't be.

I turn back around, seeing the one who caused this. And even now I recognize the person; it's Gal. That son of a bitch. How isn't she dead?

She's trying to talk to me. I'm not really focusing on her but she's trying to tell me something about my powers and how I didn't know what I was meant for.

But all I'm focused on, all I can hear, is what I was thinking of at the time; going through all of the different scenarios in my head so we can get out of this.

One thing I have to do, the only thing I knew for sure, is I have to teleport Nat and Alia out of here. It was the only way. But for some reason this psycho bitch is laughing and telling me I can't.