Doctor James ran in to the familiar, old building as soon as the idea had hit him on the way to a psychologist's conference in New Orleans. He'd made a sharp turn and hadn't looked back, hadn't released his foot from the gas either. "Have you seen her? Guys, friends, come out! WHERE IS KAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?" The shouting was unnecessary though; three ghosts came sweeping in from the first word, albeit unable to resist their usual theatrics. "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooo- Hey it's Doc!" Stretch was the first to realise.
"What? Oh heeey Doc!" Came Stinky realising that the usual tricks wouldn't work on this trespasser.
"Doooooooooooooooooc" Cried Fatso, actually coming in and sweeping through his body like he wanted to give him a hug. Although he was actually tying his shoelaces together. James fell over only a second later. "Guys, please, this is serious" James moaned as he sat up to untie his laces. "Oh hooo. The Doctor needs help. Well take a seat." Stretch invited insincerely. Fatso and Stinky chuckled together as Stinky joked "looks like he already has!" Doctor James took a few deep breathes before replying to Stretch. Slowly he spoke "have you seen Katherine?" Suddenly the most uncharacteristically sad look came across the Three Brother's faces. Oh gosh! Dr. James thought, what's happened to her. He internally screamed to himself. How can I know where she is if they don't? They were his only hope. He looked up at the ceiling, but was imagining something much further away. Dr. James wasn't trying to find Kat exactly. He knew not to from the last time, with Amelia. He just needed to know if she got up there safely. If his two old girls had found each other up there. His angels. Dr. James turned his head back to the Brothers. They weren't out of surprises yet, shocking him again. It was Fatso who spoke. "She's was here, now she's gone," he gestured up at the ceiling. A sigh of relief washed over Dr. James, Kat was safe. But why were the Brothers upset? "Guys, why the long faces?" Doc questioned thinking hard as he did so at their actions, he wasn't a psychologist for the dead for nothing. "Where is Casper?" Doc asked gently. Apparently that it, that was all they could take and suddenly there was a blubbering, loud, sniffling, wailing noise coming from each of the Brothers. Stretch, Stinky and Fatso, were crying. "She took him" howled Stretch.
"He left just like that!" Moaned Stinky, weeping into Stretches' long tail.
"Didn't even bother to leave us a few dinners" Sobbed Fatso, loudest of all.
"Its okay men I'll help you." Doc spoke. He tried to mask his face into a sombre expression to make them feel better but he couldn't. He was just too happy. Kat had really missed Casper so, so much.
"Don't worry I'm here to help."