Death's kiss

Chapter 12

"Amelia, are you even listening?" Grace called out frustrated.
"I....what am I suppose to do! I attended my own funeral...and...and someone from my own family is the murderer....someone whom I trusted".
"Amelia, get a grip on yourself. We'll figure out all of this. We have to. Now tell me, what's next?"
"Follow. I need to follow each one of them. Maybe we'll find something. Can you trace where they are....my family. Where are they now?"
Grace closed her eyes and started to take deep breaths. It was a perfect setup for yoga and meditation. They were sitting in midst of a park. The park was under renovation so it was mainly desolate and peaceful. However, Amelia wondered how can Grace meditate in such a situation.
"Found them. Your aunt and uncle have gone to visit some relative and Gemma is in a hospital."
"You traced them without any GPS, without any mobile?? How?"
"GPS, what??"
"Ahh. Let it be. Just tell me how did you track them? What other powers do you have?" enquired a curious Amelia.
Grace smiled and continued, "Reaper gave me these powers to protect you."
This was so weird for Amelia. The Reaper that took lives, was so concerned for Amelia's safety. She couldn't help but wish that he was human and not Death.
"Let's go to the hospital".

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"Why is she in a hospital?" enquired a tensed Amelia.
"Well, let's find out".
They walked in the hospital, trying to trace Gemma, but she knew that Grace needed no help with the tracking part.
"She's on the 2nd floor. Come on", informed Grace.
As Amelia followed Grace, they had to avoid few passerbys with judgemental gazes, but Grace finally stopped infront of the chamber of Dr. Morgan Amelia knew it then and there- the doctor was a well-reputed Gynecologist of the town. However, the question remains, why did Gemma visit a gynecologist!?
"Grace, do you think you can disguise me into someone else."
"Ahh... Maybe... I can try... But-"
"Just do it."
If the situation would not have been so worse, then maybe Amelia would have complemented herself for coming up with such an evil idea. She was the epitome of goodness, she always has been, but now here she was disguising herself to track her own cousin.
Looking at an aged woman, maybe in her 70s, exiting from another chamber, Grace casted a spell on Amelia, so that she looks exactly like the old lady.
"Be careful, Amelia. The spell doesn't last for long. So you need to hurry up!"
Taking a cue, Amelia entered the chamber.
"Hello, Dr. Morgan?"
The voice seemed so foreign to Amelia, even though it was she who spoke the words.
"Yes. Are you the next patient?
"Ahhh. No, no, I'm not the patient. I... I came to....to look for my granddaughter. Yes, my granddaughter. Did she visit you?"
"Who are you talking about?"
"Gemma... Gemma Rose."
"Ahh. Yes she's my regular patient."
"Regular?"
Amelia was unable to find the missing link. She had no idea that Gemma visited a gynecologist often.
"Yes. Didn't she talk about it?"
"Hmm... Maybe... You know old-age. How it is! You tend to forget everything!" Amelia fake smiled.
The doctor smiled back.
"Yes, yes. I have a mother-in-law. So I know".
"She... Gemma, she wanted me to get her reports."
"Reports? She just left after her monthly checkup. I cannot give you the reports until tommorow."
"Yes, yes, now I remember, she told me about tomorrow. God, my fading memory! Anyways, her mother was very tensed. You know, Gemma doesn't really talk much about.... Uhhh...the condition. So I was wondering, perhaps you can tell me about the reports before we collect them".
"Yes sure. I told her already, but if you want then I'll tell you too. The baby is healthy and growing. All she needs is to keep herself hydrated, eat healthy, do few easy exercises and take lots of rest."
"Baby??"
Amelia felt herslf shrinking into her seat. They were so close, they stayed together since forever, yet Amelia couldn't find out that her cousin's pregnant.
Seeing the shocked expression of the doctor, she soon covered up.
"Ahh... Baby... Yes. Thank God, it's growning healthy. The bump....I'm dying to see her bump. I'll become a great grandmother very soon. How wonderful!" Amelia tried to fake her excitement.
"Well, the bump will appear soon. By next month or so. She's almost close to the fourth month, anyways".
Amelia gasped. Four months! Gemma was hiding her pregnancy for too long. Her mind was again flooded with doubts. Does uncle and aunt know? Was she even old enough to be pregnant? More importantly, who is the father?
Soon Amelia realized that her wrinkled skin of her hands were transforming back to normal. The spell was fading slowly.
"Thank you Doctor. I'll come and take the reports tomorrow."
"Sure."
Amelia rushed out of the chamber and before she reached Grace, she transformed back to herself.
"That was a close call", simpered Amelia.
"Trust me, I was going to pull you outside, if you didn't step out yourself", giggled Grace and continued, "Did you find anything?"
"Oh, Ah lot. Let's go. We have a lot to find out."

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"Are you sure that Gemma is in this cafe".
"Well, if my senses are working properly then yes she's in here".
"Great. Change me into a barista", and so Grace did.
As Amelia walked in, sure that no one will be able to recognize her, she was left flabbergasted with what she saw next.
In front of her stood Gemma Rose, hugging John Jones.
"I missed you", stated Gemma excitingly.
"Missed you too. How's the baby?" John reciprocated with same excitement.
"Healthy. John, we need to talk to our families. I'm really scared of what they will say?"
"Don't worry, Gemma! They'll understand us!"
"But...but Amelia-"
"She's dead."
Amelia fled, unable to watch all of this.
"Let's just leave.... To... To the other world", stated Amelia with a heartbroken expression.
"Amelia-"
"Let's just Leave!" screamed Amelia.
Grace didn't press her further, she knew everything and Amelia's temper was not unreasonable. The cousin who she trusted with her life and her love of her life betrayed her. Amelia was a giver, she would have understood them, but they didn't tell her the truth. Instead they fabricated the truth, they lied to her. John didn't think of her before he declared her dead, so heartlessly. Gemma could have thought of their sisterhood. They have been sisters since birth, but no she didn't think of her, not even once, before she started dating her sister's boyfriend. Now Amelia was dead and her cousin was pregnant with her dead sister's boyfriend's child.
Amelia only wanted to leave the place, and move somewhere peaceful. How ironic was it, that the Death's castle became her calm!