Hello, I'm Rachel Sheridan. Well, the Ghost of her anyway. I died after Cutler tore my throat out. Violent but at least it was quick. I'm looking for my Hal and my two children. One year and counting since I last saw them...
Do you ever see the Silent Singer?: ofscienceandsupernaturals: Rachel rested her head against Jeremy’s...
Rachel rested her head against Jeremy’s chest, listening to his heartbeat. “I know” she spoke against his chest. “I know, its confusing. I’m going to go and ask the guys if they’ve seen this sort of thing before. There must have been, I can’t be the first.” She…
Rachel took a step back and looked at him expectantly. “Blazer off, before you collapse. Possibly a drink of water too.” She said before putting her hand on his forehead, her cool hand feeling his warmth. “You’re really warm”
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She nodded. “I’m a human that doesn’t eat or drink.” She suddenly hugged him. “I can be seen. How creepy yet incredible is that?”
“I think the question ‘how’ is of primary significance here,” he pursed his lips, brow furrowed.
Rachel rested her head against Jeremy’s chest, listening to his heartbeat. “I know” she spoke against his chest. “I know, its confusing. I’m going to go and ask the guys if they’ve seen this sort of thing before. There must have been, I can’t be the first.” She smiled. “Your boss seems nice.”
“…I don’t know.” she admitted and smiled at Mrs Evans who was watching them before taking his hand and leading him to a part of the library that was empty. “I’m still dead, I rent-a-ghosted this morning. Oh god, they could see me rent-a-ghost if I forgot I’m visible…”
“Then please,” he sighed. “By all accounts, try to be as human-like as possible?”
She nodded. “I’m a human that doesn’t eat or drink.” She suddenly hugged him. “I can be seen. How creepy yet incredible is that?”
“…Jeremy, she saw me.” She looked at him. “She saw me!” She said louder. People glanced up from their books and gave her an irritated look. “…And they can see me…”
Jeremy quickly took his glasses off and blinked hard. Putting them back on, he realised that people were in fact looking at Rachel, rather than through her. “This is… What does this mean?” He asked nervously.
“…I don’t know.” she admitted and smiled at Mrs Evans who was watching them before taking his hand and leading him to a part of the library that was empty. “I’m still dead, I rent-a-ghosted this morning. Oh god, they could see me rent-a-ghost if I forgot I’m visible…”
Do you ever see the Silent Singer?: ofscienceandsupernaturals: “Ooh, lovely, I like a man in a sweater...
“Ooh, lovely, I like a man in a sweater vest.” She teased giggling when Mrs Evans walked up holding a few books.
“Jeremy dear, those school children left these to be re-shelved, and I know you prefer to do it.” She spoke before looking at Rachel. “Sorry, I wasn’t…
“…Jeremy, she saw me.” She looked at him. “She saw me!” She said louder. People glanced up from their books and gave her an irritated look. “…And they can see me…”
Do you ever see the Silent Singer?: Visible
The next day was a warm morning, and Rachel walked into the library through the open door and instantly felt the cool air from inside. She wandered up to Jeremy in his usual place behind his desk and leant on it, resting her head in her hand. “Take that blazer off….
“Ooh, lovely, I like a man in a sweater vest.” She teased giggling when Mrs Evans walked up holding a few books.
“Jeremy dear, those school children left these to be re-shelved, and I know you prefer to do it.” She spoke before looking at Rachel. “Sorry, I wasn’t interupting you was I dear?” Rachel didn’t front just stood there shocked.
“Yes well,” he shrugged.”I have you to thank for that in the first place.”
She kissed his cheek. “It’s fine. I’m glad I can help, you’ve helped me too you know. It’s like we’re each others helpers.”
Jeremy blushed at the kiss, but didn’t flinch. Instead, he gingerly placed an arm around Rachel and pulled her in a little closer to him. “Is… Is that ok?” He asked quietly.
Rachel giggled slightly. “This is perfectly fine.” She looked at him. “See, you’re a little more confident.”
Visible
The next day was a warm morning, and Rachel walked into the library through the open door and instantly felt the cool air from inside. She wandered up to Jeremy in his usual place behind his desk and leant on it, resting her head in her hand. “Take that blazer off. You’ve got to be hot.” She quipped, noticing he was still wearing his blazer and jumper.
