"That’s you," he explained as if the scene before her was enough of a give away.

Ashley twirled around and stared hard at her dead ex-best friend, "I can see that…just please explain?" she begged and we all know how hard that is for a Davies.

Aiden nodded understanding it was time for answers or at least time for him to tell as much as he was allowed, "What was the last thing you remember before waking up in this time?"

"Getting dressed to go to a hopital picnic with Spencer. We were going to meet Paula there."

Taking a deep breath he walked to the bedside table, "You weren’t suppose to be here Ash," he said sadly as if he truely believed that, his brown eyes settling on his friend who seemed to not be able to look away from the frail image of herself on the bed, "You were suppose to go to that picnic but something went wrong…no not something…someone."

"I don’t understand," she furrowed her brows and finally pulled her eyes from her self on the bed to look at Aiden who was standing beside the bed.

He bit his lip, "I was sent here to guide you. Right now to everyone around you your sick, caught a rare diasease."

"If it’s rare how did I get it?" she asked angrily.

"Do you remember the fruit you bought for your anniversary that you hid away? You just couldn’t go with out trying one now could you," he chuckled remembering all the times Ashley had been impatient to try or do something.

"But that wasn’t suppose to happen?"

"No." Clasping his hands in front of his face than running both hands through his hair, "That fruit was suppose to be fine. A man escaped from hell…"

"…hell?" Ashley screeched not believeing a word, "Aiden this is rideculous…"

"…how so? You’re in the future and in a coma at the same time and your talking to your dead best friend…how is this so crazy?"

"It just is…hell…really?" Aiden nodded, "So…"

"This doesn’t happen often but because it did it set in motion things that weren’t suppose to happen. He walked past the fruit tree that the ones you bought came from, this doesn’t seem like much but because of his inhuman smell it attracted the bugs that settled upon the fruit and made it diaseased. He than stole away on the ship carrying the fruit to the United States, he passed you after you bought the fruit. This in turn made you bump into that man on the sidewalk,"