Marthe Woertman Imagines

Dead?

(Marth has the power to see the dead and usually helps to lead the lost souls to the afterlife)

Marth POV
I was at home waiting for my girlfriend Y/N to get home when I get a call from an unknown number. I wait for it to ring a few times in case it was a wrong number but it persisted so I answered it. "Hello? Is this Marthe Woertman?" An unfamiliar man's voice asked. "Yes..who is this?" I ask very confused. "Um I'm from the police department and I'm very sorry for your loss but miss Y/N's body was just found not to long ago at (name of bridge)" he replies with an apologetic tone. I felt like my whole world shattered and the guy on the phone continued talking but I could barley hear him as if he was underwater. "Miss Woertman? Are you there? I'm very sorry but we will need you to come to the location to confirm that it's her." The guy says reluctantly. "I..I'll be right there." I say my voice cracking with every word. I then hung up the phone and trudge my way downstairs and to the location was quite close to home. As I got closer I saw the police cars, lights on and the closer I got the more tears fall down my face. I cover my mouth with one hand just imagining what I was about to see. "Excuse me madam but you can't go through." A woman in her police uniform said blocking my way. "No I'm Marthe Woertman I got a call earlier to come identify Y/N's body." I say with a very shaky voice. "Excuse me..Miss Woertman? Come this way." The man on the phone earlier says leading me towards the scene. As we got closer we walked to the bottom of the bridge and there I see her car halfway submerged in the water and her body was placed on the shore. My knees buckle and I fall onto my knees on the ground with a thud. I didn't even feel the pain on my knees because of how much pain I felt as I see the love of my life dead. "NOOOO!" I scream in agony. The police officer then pulls me up and half carries me up back to the bridge and to one of the police cars. He asks me a couple of questions and what is suspected that happened. As he's talking I'm half listening feeling numb. Soon I see a bunch of paramedics carrying a body in a bag up from below the bridge and I instantly knew who was in there. I started crying and shaking uncontrollably seeing them put her body in their vehicle. When the questions were over the police man drive me home.
For 2 whole days straight I stayed home just in a corner crying till I had no tears left. I would hear whispers every so often but brushed it off not really caring. I feel too lost without her, too numb with her gone. On the third day however I felt a cold hand on my arm and a soft familiar voice say "Baby what's wrong?" I look up abruptly not seeing anyone but that voice, it belonged to her and that hand on my arm..I could still feel it. "Y..Y/N?" I stutter not really sure but thought maybe I was hallucinating. "Baby what happened? You've been crying for 2 whole days." The voice asks again. I blink a few times rubbing them thinking I'm probably just tired from all the crying but then the voice spoke again "Baby I'm here, please tell me what's wrong!" My eyes go wide as I see Y/N there in front of me but more grey. "Wha..t Y/N?" I ask very confused a a bit freaked out. "Yes it's me Marth now tell me why you've been crying for the past 2 days!" She says as if everything was normal. "But..but you died..." I stutter out starting to cry again. "I what? I.." she starts but stopps short when she looked down and saw herself grey and almost see through. "That bastard actually killed me?!" She yells but more to herself then to me. "I was so close to home and was so excited to see you. I saw a guy driving pretty close but thought nothing of it. That fucking bastard!" She explains. "The..the police ruled it off as a suicide." I choke when I said the word suicide the many thoughts I had over the past 2 days coming back. "Baby! Look at me, you know I wouldn't do that right? Why would I ever leave you. Your the most important thing to me." She says with so much love. "I thought about that but the way your body was found..it really looked like a suicide." I say choking on my tears remembering the scene like it was just minutes ago. "So my murderer isn't in jail and is free running to god knows where huh?" She says thinking out loud. "Baby, will you help me throw this bastard in jail? I remember his face vaguely." She asks with determination. "Of course." Marth said but with a slight frown. I didn't even have to ask what was wrong this time. "Baby...there might be a way to bring me back.." I say slowly. "How?!" Marth asks eager and desperate to get me back alive. "My soul hasn't passed on to the afterlife and with your powers I'm quite certain we can bring me back." I say with optimism.