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Title: Psychic Shock
Author: Becca T
e-mail: Beksmfa2@aol.com
Rated: PG
Challenge: 51
Summary: After being mildly electrocuted, a young girl starts having dreams that turn out to happen. The gang work to find the killer before the girl's latest dream, an uncertain fate for Jesse, comes true.


Psychic Shock




Jesse Travis considered that the afternoon was going smoothly and quietly that day. There had only been two ER patients in so far, one in a car accident and the other fallen down the stairs. He thought about heading along to Amanda’s pathology lab to see if it was anymore exciting there, but knew that it wouldn’t last as a team of paramedics rolled in another patient.

“What have you got?” Jesse demanded to know from the paramedics bringing in the patient.

“Girl, five or six, electrocuted at her house. Burns and shock,” one of the paramedics reeled off. “Been unconscious since her neighbour phoned 911.”

“Where’s the neighbour right now?” Jesse asked.

“I’m here,” a young boy said.

“Okay, I’m going to ask you to wait around for a while,” Jesse said. “We’re going to help her now, and I’ll talk to you in a minute. There’s a seat there, a vending machine down the hall, and about a dollar in change here,” Jesse said, grabbing some loose change from his pocket and giving it to the boy. He left him and tended to his patient.

After some time in the burns unit, Jesse gave the girl a room to stay in, and then remembered about the boy in the hall. He hurried down here, hoping the boy was still there. He sighed with relief to see him sitting on a seat and fiddling with the wrapper of a chocolate bar.

“Hi, I’m doctor Travis,” Jesse said, sitting down next to him. “Thanks for waiting.”

“Hi, here’s the rest of your money,” the boy said. “And thanks for it.”

“No problem,” Jesse said, stuffing the money back into his pocket. “Now, I need to ask you a few questions about what happened. Could you tell me everything you know? What’s your name, for a start, and what is the girl’s name?”

“I’m Kevin, Kevin McDowery,” the boy said. “And my neighbour is Melinda Cole.”

“Okay, Kevin, can you tell us what happened?”

“Well, I was just coming home from school when I heard a scream from inside Mellie’s house. I looked in the front window and I saw her in the living room by the TV. I jumped through the window because it was open a bit, and grabbed the phone and called 911. There was a really nice guy who told me what to do and stuff, and then the ambulance came and took her and me away.”

“It sounds like you were very calm about it, and that’s good,” Jesse said. “We might have a doctor in the making, here.”

“I want to be a cop,” Kevin said firmly.

“They have to be calm as well,” Jesse said. “Were Mellie’s parents not at home? Or your parents?”

“My mom and dad are at work, and I don’t know about Mellie’s dad. He should have been home, but he wasn’t back even when the ambulance came.”

“Mellie’s mother?”

“She is divorced from Mr Cole and lives in Australia, I think.”

“Okay, Kevin. You know what? I think you may have saved Mellie’s life today, so you can be very proud of yourself for that. We’ll call your parents now and see if they can pick you up, okay?”

“Sure,” Kevin said. Jesse escorted him over to a reception desk, where he left him to be picked up by his parents.


Jesse walked into the Doctors Lounge where he grabbed a cup of coffee and the phone before he looked in on Mellie. He dialled the familier number of his friend lieutenant Steve Sloan of the LAPD.

“Hey, Steve,” Jesse said.

“Hi Jess,” Steve replied. “You calling about that girl who got electrocuted?”

“Yeah,” Jesse said. “What did the police report say?”

“According to the guy on that investigation, the girl had spilt juice on her hands. She turned on the TV, which had faulty wiring, and she got a shock.”

“That fits in with the kid who found her,” Jesse said. “He’s a wannabe cop,” he added, chuckling.

“Have you got a name for the girl?” Steve asked.

“Melinda Cole.”

“Thanks, Jesse. If there is anything else I want to know…”

“…You’ll ask me later,” Jesse finished for him.

“You got it,” Steve laughed as he put down the phone.

Jesse then finished the last of his coffee and headed along to the room where Melinda was resting after her treatment.

He opened the door and saw that both her hands and arms were bandaged. She was awake.

“Hi,” Jesse said, glancing at her chart.

“Hi, I’m Mellie,” the girl whispered in a hoarse voice.

No amnesia, thought Jesse. “Okay Mellie, you seem to be doing fine now. Is there anything you want?”

“My daddy,” Mellie said bluntly.

“Do you know where he was when you were at home?” Jesse asked.

“He went to get some groceries and said I could watch TV whilst he was gone. He was only meant to be gone a few minutes.” By this point Mellie was close to crying.

“Hey, don’t cry,” Jesse said, wiping her eyes for her. “Do you know your phone number?”

“No,” the girl admitted.

“Well, the paramedics know where you live, so I’ll go and find them, and then I’ll go and find your dad, okay?”

“Thank you,” Mellie said, sniffing once.

Jesse left the room, and saw Amanda walking down the hall towards him. “Hey, Amanda,” Jesse called to her. “Are you busy?”

“What do you want, Jesse?”

“Well, I have an errand to do, and I was just wondering, if you weren’t too busy with dead people and everything…”

“What’s your point?” Amanda asked, obviously having had a long day.

“Could you watch this six-year old girl in that room for half an hour?”

“Sure,” Amanda said, giving him a big smile. “What’s her name?”

“Melinda Cole, but Mellie to you and me.”

“Okay, see you later!” Amanda knocked quietly on the door, and walked in when she heard the little girl’s voice.

“Hi, Mellie,” Amanda greeted. “I’m Amanda, and I’m going to be sitting in with you for a few minutes.” Amanda was happy to see the little girl smile through her injuries.

“My daddy is coming soon,” Mellie said in a spirited voice.

“I know,” Amanda replied. “My friend Dr Travis is going to get him. That is very special treatment for a special little girl.”

Mellie smiled, and settled down to sleep whilst Amanda sat by her and read through her notes. A few minutes later, Amanda jumped when she heard a scream close to her.

“Mellie?” Amanda asked, putting her notes down. She looked beside her and saw that Mellie seemed to be having a nightmare.

“Mellie,” Amanda soothed, “Mellie, it’s okay, I’m here. Don’t worry, it’s okay.”

Mellie woke up with tears streaming down her face. “I had a nightmare,” she shrieked.

“I know, but you’ve woken up now,” Amanda calmed her. “Can you tell me what the nightmare was about?”

“Someone killed my daddy,” Mellie whispered. Amanda looked at her and gave her a big hug.


Meanwhile, Jesse shoved his doctors jacket in his locker and found one of the paramedics who brought Mellie in. He got Mellie’s address, and set off in his car to the destination.

He parked outside the house, and started walking down the front path. Suddenly, he heard a yell and a crash from inside. He looked in the living room window, and saw a dark figure. Before he could get to them, they had run out of the back door and was nowhere to be seen.

Jesse knelt down by the body of the man. He had been hit over the head with something, probably the broken vase on the floor. Jesse dialled 911 as fast as he could, and then started CPR, but to no avail.

The ambulance drew up outside, and the same team of paramedics who brought Mellie in jumped out of vehicle.

“We’ve been here before,” one of them said, leading the body away.

“De-ja vu,” another said.

“Hey, Jesse,” Steve called. Since it was definitely a murder, Steve had been put on the case. “Guess what? You are the prime witness.”

“Hi Steve,” Jesse said, looking sullen.

“What’s wrong?” Steve asked.

“If I had have been there just a moment earlier, he might still be alive,” Jesse replied, gesturing to the lumpy object in the black body bag.

“Hey, don’t be so hard on yourself,” Steve assured him. “At least you got here fast enough to get a little look of who the person was.”

“Not really,” Jesse said.

“Well, can you tell us anything?” Steve asked, his hopes of an easy investigation gone.

“The person was wearing all black. They were slim, and about my height.”

“Probably looking for a woman,” Steve called to the other officers.

“I didn’t see anymore, they ran too fast.”

“No problem, Jesse,” Steve said.

Jesse got back to the hospital, and then realised that news that he had to tell Mellie. He saw Amanda walking down the hall.

“Don’t disturb Mellie now,” Amanda said. “It’s taken her ages to get to sleep.”

“Okay,” Jesse said, looking slightly relieved.

“She had a nightmare,” Amanda continued. “Did you find her father? Where is he?”

“We found him all right,” Jesse muttered. “He’s heading down to the pathology lab as we speak.”

“What? He’s dead?”

“More than that,” Jesse told her. “Murdered.”

“Murdered?” Amanda asked in disbelief. How could that little girl have dreamt of the murder before it happened?

“Hey, what’s the matter?” Jesse asked. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost or something.”

“When you were gone,” Amanda explained, getting straight to the point, “Mellie had a dream about the murder of her father. She woke up screaming and it took her a long time for her to calm down.”

“She dreamt it?” Jesse asked.

“She said that he was hit over the head with something and then the person ran away.”

“That’s what happened,” Jesse told her. He paused. “You don’t think that being electrocuted had anything to do with this, do you?”

“It’s possible,” Amanda replied.

“Well, there is a body in your lab waiting for you,” Jesse said.

“And there is a little girl who needs some support waiting for you,” Amanda replied, giving Jesse a hopeful smile.

Jesse smiled back, but inside he didn’t feel at all like smiling. He was about to do something really tough, and he wasn’t about to like it.

He knocked on Mellie’s door. After a moment, he peered into the room, and saw Mellie smile as he walked in.

Jesse sat down next to Mellie’s bed. He looked into her pale blue eyes and grimaced at what he had to say.

“Mellie,” he began, “there is something important that I have to say. This is going to hurt for a while, but you have to know. Your dream came true.”

The little girl’s eyes grew wide. “Daddy?”

“I am really sorry, but its true.”

“He died?”

“I’m sorry,” Jesse said. “No one deserves what has happened to you.” Jesse gave Mellie a hug. “Can I get you anything?”

“No thank you,” Mellie said, wiping a tear from her face. Jesse shut the door behind him and wished that it could have been so different. He walked to Amanda’s lab with a heavy heart.


When he got there, he saw that Mark and Steve had joined them, and Amanda was going through the cause of death with them.

“Daniel Cole died from one blow to the back of the head, with a blunt and heavy object,” Amanda described to them. “The object was rounded, so my first guess would be something like a baseball bat. I think that, judging from the angle and the strength used to cause a blow like this, we are looking at woman.”

“Or a short man?” Steve asked.

“It’s possible, but I doubt it in this instant.”

“Jesse,” Mark said, taking him aside from the other two. “Amanda told me about Mellie’s dream. How did she take it?”

“I don’t think she really understands right now,” Jesse said. “All she really knows is her father isn’t coming back.”

“How are you holding up?”

“Been better,” Jesse admitted. “I’m hacked off that I didn’t get there just a few seconds earlier. I could have stopped all this.”

“Don’t be so hard on yourself,” Mark told him.

“What do you think made her dream that?” Jesse asked, changing the subject.

“It could be her accident,” Mark said. “The shock of it, probably.”

“Which shock?” Jesse asked. “The one from the TV or the one from the accident itself?”

“Both, I should think,” Mark laughed. “Keep an eye on her for any more dreams. They could be important.”



Jesse kept checking in on Mellie throughout the day to make sure she was all right and responding well to treatment. The next day, Mellie had another dream.

“Hi Mellie,” Jesse said, looking in on Mellie for the third time that morning. “How are you feeling?”

“I had another dream,” Mellie said, looking scared.

Jesse was at her side in an instant. “What happened?”

“It was about my granny,” Mellie said. “She fell down the stairs. Then it all went dark.”

“Where does your granny live?” Jesse asked her.

Mellie told him the address. “I will be back in a couple of minutes,” Jesse promised.

Jesse ran to the nearest phone and dialled Steve’s number. “Steve, are you busy?” Jesse asked him.

“Not really, why?” Steve asked.

Jesse explained about Mellie and her second dream, and told her the address of the old woman.

“I’ll get right on it,” Steve said.

Jesse put the phone down and went to tell Mark about the second dream.

“If this is right,” Mark said, “we are going to run some tests on her to see what is happening.”

“If not, then we’ll put it down to stress,” Jesse said.

“Right,” Mark agreed.

Twenty minutes later, Steve phoned back.

“We went to the address, and found Mellie’s grandmother at the bottom of the stairs. She’s unconscious but there is no major damage. Broken hip, probably. She’ll be arriving at the hospital pretty soon.”

“Okay Steve,” Mark replied. He put the phone down and turned to Jesse. “Mellie was right, but her grandmother is still alive. We are going to have to treat this as serious.”

“Shall I tell her?”

“No, you’ve had enough grief for now. I’ll talk to her.”

“Okay. Thanks, Mark.”

“Anytime,” Mark smiled.

Mark took his break and saw to Mellie’s grandmother before going to see Mellie.

“Hi, Mellie,” Mark said on entering her room. Mellie looked up and seemed to sigh with relief when she saw Mark.

“Hi, Dr Sloan. How is my granny?”

“She is okay apart from a broken hip. That will get better, though.”

“Goody.”

“Have you had anymore dreams?” Mark asked, almost fearing the answer.

Mellie looked away.

“Mellie?” Mark asked.

“I had one other dream. It wasn’t very good.”

“Can you tell me what it was about?”

“It was about Dr Travis.”

“What happened in it?”

“It was warning me.”

“What did it warn you?”

“He might get hurt.”

Mark sat and thought about this for a while. “What did it show you in the dream?”

“I just saw him, he was hurt and he looked hurt,” Mellie told him.

“Okay,” Mark said. “Mellie, if you have anymore dreams, I want you to promise me that you will push this button here.” Mark showed her a pad with a button on it. “Then, you can tell me all about your dream, okay?”

“I promise,” Mellie said. Mark left her to sleep.

Outside, the wise doctor wondered what to do about the problem. He should go to Jesse first, and tell him that he may be in danger. He ought to get Steve to put some police protection on him, but Mark did not think that Jesse would appreciate it.

“What’s up, Mark?” Amanda asking, seeing him in the hallway.

“We have a problem,” Mark said.


“What do you mean, I’m next?” Jesse exclaimed.

“Mellie had another dream,” Mark explained for the second time. “This one had you in it.”

“And you need police protection,” Steve added.

“I do not,” Jesse protested. “So far, the two people hurt have been Mr Cole and his mother. Family links them. What links me into it?”

“The fact that you got into Mellie’s dream links you,” Amanda told him.

“It’s not going to be proper police protection,” Steve said. “You just get me hanging around, unless I get called elsewhere.”

“Well,” Jesse said, thinking it over, “that’s not that bad, I suppose.”

“Good,” Mark said, glad that they finally came to a compromise.

“Police protection starts tomorrow,” Steve said. “We order a pizza and watch the game.”

“Sounds good to me!” Jesse said, beginning to see positive sides of a police guard, especially when this particular police guard was paying for lunch.

So the next day, Jesse and Steve were sitting at the dinner table, waiting for their pizza. They were a bit unhappy that the game was cancelled, but they had something to do, in the form of looking through documents about the Cole murder case.

“We don’t really have a lot to go on,” Steve said, looking over the papers in the file.

“Suspects?” Jesse asked.

“The people in his Will, which are Mellie, his sister’s family and a charity somewhere,” Steve said. “Obviously, we rule out Mellie, and we’ve tried to locate his sister and family, but they are in Europe aparantly, and have been for the past week.”

“The charity?” Jesse questioned.

“Long shot,” Steve replied.

“Kevin mentioned that Cole was divorced, and his ex wife lives in Australia. Could that be helpful?”

“It would have been more helpful if you’d have told me earlier,” Steve sighed with exasperation. “And who is Kevin?”

“He brought Mellie in,” Jesse explained. “He lives next door, and he is twelve years old or something like that.”

“How did you get that bit of information out of him?” Steve asked, working the fax machine for an identity on Ms Cole.

“Candy bar,” Jesse chuckled.

Steve waited for a fax from the LAPD. When he got it, he dialled a number, which he hoped would lead to Ms Cole. “She works in pharmaceuticals,” Steve said, skimming over the piece of paper.

“So if she murdered Mellie’s father, why hit him over the head and not poison him?”

After a short conversation, Steve put the phone down. “That was her fiancé,” Steve said. “It seems that she’s gone overseas to America, for a surprise visit to her daughter.”

“When did she leave?” Jesse asked.

“Four days ago,” Steve said.

“So why hasn’t she seen her daughter yet?” Jesse asked.

“Good question.”

At that moment, the doorbell rang and the pizza had arrived.

“Finally,” Jesse said. “I thought that pizza would never arrive.”

Steve went to get the pizza. “She was cute,” he said, putting the pizza down on the table.

“Who?” Jesse asked, lifting the lid of the box.

“The delivery girl.”

He was about to take a bite out of one of the slices, but he heard the phone ring.

“Hi Steve,” Mark said when Steve answered the phone.

“Hi Dad, what’s up?” Steve asked, grinning as out of the corner of his eye he saw Jesse wolf down his second slice of pizza.

“Two things. For one, we did some checking up on Cole’s ex wife,” he said.

“Us too. She’s out of the country, and her future husband says that she went to America to visit Mellie.”

“We are a step ahead of you,” Mark said. “We have a picture of her, and she has been spotted here in LA. I’ll fax you the picture.”

“What is the second thing?” Steve asked.

“Mellie had another dream about Jesse,” Mark said.

“Let’s have the details,” Steve sighed.

“She said that Jesse was tied up in a dark place, and that there was a crash and darkness.”

“That doesn’t sound good,” Steve replied. He picked the paper up that had just rolled out of the fax machine. “Hmm, Maria Cole. She looks familiar.”

“Steve, I gotta go. If you here anything else, phone me.”

“Okay, see you, Dad.” Steve put the phone down and took the picture of Maria Cole into the dining room.

“You ate all that pizza?” Steve asked in disbelief, staring at a third of the pizza gone.

“I was hungry,” Jesse said.

“Jesse,” Steve began, picking up a slice of pizza, “Mellie had another dream about you.”

“What happened?” Jesse asked.

“Seems that you were tied up somewhere, in the dark, and there was a crash and nothing more.” Steve took a big bite out of the second slice of pizza.

“That doesn’t sound good,” Jesse said. “Did she see who it was?”

“I don’t think so,” Steve said.

“I think that the two cases, Mr Cole’s death and Mellie’s grandmother falling down the stairs, are connected, and I think that Maria Cole is prime suspect. Think about it. Mellie’s grandmother fell down the stairs. If she were pushed, she would have been pushed from behind, meaning that she probably let someone in the house and went upstairs with them. We’ll be able to find that out when she, when she wakes up…”

“Hey, Jess, are you okay?” Steve asked, getting up from his seat.

“Feel a bit dizzy,” Jesse said, his speech a low whisper now.

“Probably ate your food too fast,” Steve said, grinning slightly. “Come on, we’ll sit you on the couch.” Jesse stood up, and then his knees buckled under him. Steve just caught him, and he carried him and laid him on the nearest couch. Muttering curse words, he grabbed the phone from the kitchen.

“Dad,” Steve almost yelled down the receiver. “Jesse has blacked out. And I remember where I saw Maria Cole from. She delivered our pizza.”

“She must have drugged it,” Mark said. “How much pizza did you have?”

“Almost three pieces,” Steve admitted.

“Keep awake for as long as you can,” Mark said. “We’ll follow an ambulance over where you are.”

Steve walked back into the room with Jesse. He hoped that because he did not have as much pizza as Jesse, he would not pass out. He looked at the figure on the couch, who’s breathing was shallow now. Why Jesse? Then he realised. Jesse had seen the murder of Daniel Cole. He had seen the murderer commit the crime, and the murderer wanted to make sure that Jesse did not live to remember anything of it.

Those were Steve’s last thoughts before the drug kicked in and he was out cold on the floor.


When Steve woke up again, he found himself on the couch with Mark at his side.

“Son, are you all right?” Mark asked.

“Fine,” Steve said, getting up. He suddenly realised, “where’s Jesse?”

“We don’t know,” Amanda admitted, joining the conversation.

“You don’t know?” Steve asked. “How could that be? He was right here where I am now. On the couch!”

“When we got here, all we found was you laying on the floor. There was no sign of Jesse at all.”

“We think that whoever drugged you and Jesse must have taken Jesse. We think that person is the murderer.”

“And I think that person is Maria Cole. You see,” Steve explained, “I recognised that the delivery girl was Maria Cole. She probably followed Jesse here, and knew that we were going to have pizza. So, she intercepted the pizza and drugged it. She waited long enough for us to pass out, and then she dragged Jesse’s body away.”

“And what happens now?” Amanda asked.

“I think I know,” Mark said. “Maria Cole must have been so annoyed that she lost out to Daniel in the divorce, and he got Mellie and not her. She thought about the two people that would have access to Mellie the most, that being Daniel and his mother. So, get rid of them, and she gets Mellie.”

“Only she didn’t do the job properly when it came to Mellie’s grandmother,” Amanda added.

“And Maria never planned on having a spectator when she killed Daniel.”

“That was Jesse,” Amanda said.

“So,” Mark continued. “Maria kidnaps Jesse. I think that she will use him to get Mellie out of the hospital, and then dispose of him.”

“So what are we waiting for?” Steve urged. “We have to get to the hospital, fast!”

“There’s an ambulance outside,” Mark said. “We can get there in double time if we use that.”


Jesse woke up and saw that they were moving fast. He looked to see who was driving the car. It was Maria Cole.

“Glad you woke up,” she said. “We are almost there.”

“Almost where? What are you going to do with me?” Jesse asked.

“I have a plan, see, and you are going to follow it just as I say.”

“What’s the plan?”

“You are going to go into the hospital as a doctor. You are going to check Mellie out and take her to me in this car.”

“What if I don’t?” Jesse asked.

“Your life will be over.”

“What happens when I get back here?”

“I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it.”

Maria parked the car. “I want you back in 15 minutes.”

Jesse hurried into the hospital, and found Mellie’s room. “Hi Mellie,” Jesse said. “You get to go home now.”

“Who with?” she asked as Jesse got her into her clothes.

“It’s a surprise,” Jesse explained. He finalised the documents on her chart saying that she was well enough to go home.

“I’ll take you to this surprise person,” Jesse said.

No one thought it was suspicious for the doctor to be walking out of the hospital with Mellie. They just assumed something like he was taking her for a walk. He got her in the car.

“Mommy!” Mellie squealed with delight.

“Hi, Mellie!” Maria greeted her with a hug. “How’s mommy’s precious little girl?”

“I hurt my hands,” Mellie said.

“I know, I heard about that,” Maria told her.

Jesse then realised that Maria had set the whole thing up so that she would have time to work her plan whilst Mellie was in hospital. She was rewired the TV so that Mellie spent enough to time in hospital for her to eliminate Daniel and his mother.

“By the way, Dr Travis, I have decided what happens now.” She pulled a gun out of her bag. “Do exactly what I say.” Maria instructed Jesse to lay down on the back seats of the car. She tied him up and dragged him to the trunk. There, she put him in and slammed the trunk shut.

“Mommy, what are you going to do with Dr Travis?” Mellie asked. “Don’t hurt him.”

“I won’t,” Maria said. “Now, we are going for a short drive to the airport.”

Maria started the car, and sped off out of the parking lot. Steve was waiting for her. He took the siren out and put it on the roof of his car, and proceeded to follow Maria. She saw the police following her, and after checking that Mellie had a seatbelt on, put her foot down hard.

She turned into a busy road with traffic lights in it. She tried to dodge the cars, but lost control of her vehicle and careered into an empty bus shelter. The car wheezed as Steve pulled up beside it.

He saw that Maria was unconscious, and Mellie appeared to be in a state of shock. He looked in the back but saw no Jesse.

“Mellie, do you know where Jesse is?” Steve asked the terrified girl.

“The trunk,” Mellie stammered.

Steve popped the trunk open and sure enough, found Jesse. Better yet, he found Jesse conscious. He untied him and Jesse stepped out of the trunk.

“Are you okay?” Steve asked him.

“Bruised and shaken,” Jesse said. “What about Mellie?”

“The same, I think. Maria came out of it worst.”

Jesse drove Mellie to the hospital, as Maria rode in the ambulance.

“Jesse,” Mellie said. “Thank you.”

“For what?” Jesse asked. He noted that that was the first time that Mellie had called him by his first name.

“You are a really good friend,” Mellie said.

Jesse thought that Mellie sounded very grown up at that moment, for a six-year-old. “Just as long as you didn’t have anymore dreams, then everything is fine.”

“I did dream something more,” Mellie said.

Jesse gulped. “What did you dream?”

“I dreamt you bought me ice-cream,” Mellie said with a grin.

Jesse sighed with relief, and carried Mellie into the hospital, glad to see that at least her sense of humour was still there.


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