Preparations

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Chapter 1
Preparations

*Melinda's Point of View*

We were leaving. Well not by choice...

I had lived in this town with Jim for twenty years and now we just had to get up and leave.

It's not that easy to just pack up your entire life when you have two kids. I have to say goodbye to everyone I love without really telling that I was most likely never going to see them again.

It is terrible because if I tell them then I'll endanger their lives as well.

Why was I so stupid? Why did I have to go to the bank that day and see that crime that would put my entire family in danger?

"Did you pack, Aiden?" I ask knocking on his door.
"I'm almost finished; why?" He asks turning his music down temporarily.
"We're leaving for Washington tomorrow, Aid. That's why." I say leaning against the frame of his door. "Why are you being so snippy today?"
"Because I don't want to leave, ma. I finally got a girlfriend and now we have to leave." He whines as he throws a pair of jeans in his second suitcase. "Why do we even have to leave?"
"It's complicated, Aid." I say leaving his room and walking towards Sav's. "Just pack."
"Whatever." He scoffs and turns his music back up.

The usual 15 year old attitude; not that it really hurt my feelings. All teens go through it; I went through it, Jim went through it, Ned went through it. Everyone does.

"Baby girl are you almost finished?" I ask knocking on her door.
"Almost..." Savannah responds as she neatly folds her leggings into her luggage. "I'm having a hard time only packing two suitcases of clothes though."
"I understand." I say walking in and helping her squeeze in more clothes.
"You're using one for your special stuff right?"
"Yes, mama," she says walking toward her closet and grabbing a few of her favorite shirts.
"You're pretty neat for a 12 year old, darling." I laugh as she takes them off of their hangers and neatly stuffs them into her suitcase.
"I am almost 13!" She says and smiles. "Also, being neat is a good thing, mama."
"Ahh... that's right." I say rubbing my head. "You're growing up way to fast... Now what does my favorite girl want?"
"I don't know... to stay home." She says looking at me.
"I know..." I say as she goes back to packing. "I do too..."

I shake my head as I leave the door ajar and walk toward the master bedroom.

"I hate that I'm doing this to them..." I mutter as I collapse on our bed.
"It's not your fault." Jim mutters in my ear as he presses a kiss just underneath.
"I shouldn't have gone to the bank that day. I should have been more careful." I say as he pulls me into his arms.
"Hey..." He says trying to soothe me. "Just think on the bright side. You're going to be a bad-ass FBI agent."
"Yeah, because I'm totally a bad-ass." I state and blush a little.
"You are in my world." He chuckles and kisses my cheek.
"You can't even say that seriously, Jim." I say and swat him a away and he continues to press kisses all over me.
"I can... But there is one downside." He says pouting.
"What?" I ask.
"You have to chop your hair..." He mutters and runs his hand through my long locks. "I love your hair..."
"It'll grow back and by the time it does we'll be able to come back here." I say twisting my hair around my finger. "Trust me. I'll miss it too."
"When's your hair appointment?" He asks.
"In a half an hour." I say laughing.
"Bummer," he pouts.
"Yeah..." I say getting out of bed. "I have to go and chop my hair."
"Don't go..." He mutters and tries pulling me back into bed.
"Stop it!" I laugh as he succeeds and pins me down. "Let me go Clancy..."
"Not until you give me a kiss and say I love you." He chuckles.
"I love you..." I whisper and then pull his lips to mine.

Our lips moved in time with each other and Jim raised a hand up to my hair and tangled his fingers in it.

He moved his other hand up from my hips to my face. He smiled against my lips and cupped my cheek in his hand. I tore my hands from his neck and moved them to the lining of his shirt.

I rose up his shirt and moved it to the floor.

"We can't..." I laugh as I slowly try pushing him off.
"I know..." He whispers.
"I'm sorry." I mutter and kiss him again. "I'll be back in about an hour. I love you."
"I love you too," he calls as I grab my purse and shuffle down the stairs.

I got into my car and just sat there and took in easy breaths of air.

"I need to help the team..." I thought. "But at the same time the spirits need me."

I started my car and drove off toward downtown to get my hair cut.

"Time to go become Kate Callahan and leave Melinda Clancy in the past," I say softly and lean into my seat.

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