A/N: Thanks for the review! On another note, I know I may not have all the lingo and personalities exactly down, so I apologize.
The following morning, 9 a.m.
Janine watched as a young woman in her mid-twenties walked through the firehouse's front door. Seeing Janine sitting at the nearby desk, the woman walked over.
"Hi, is this where I come to see the Ghostbusters?" she asked quietly as she adjusted the purse strap on her shoulder.
"Yes ma'am," Janine replied and looked around at the oil stained floor and several random posters on the wall, "believe it or not. Got a problem you need help with?"
"Yes, I think so," the woman replied. "You see--"
Peter jumped over the divider from his office behind Janine's work area. He ran over to the blonde haired woman, grabbed her hand, and shook it.
"Hi," Peter said, "I'm Dr. Peter Venkman, one of the Ghostbusters around here. How may I serve you? My wish is your command!"
The woman looked at him with an arched eyebrow.
"Don't worry," Janine muttered, "He's been like that for years."
"I'm Jennifer Roscoe," Jennifer replied. "I think I may have a job for you."
Peter guided her to his office. "Right this way then," Peter said. "Tell Peter all about it. Go ahead, have a seat."
Jennifer sat down and bit her lip. "Late last night," Jennifer said, "my husband disappeared from our home."
A disappointed looked crossed Peter's face for a second. "Your husband, huh?" he said. "I'm sorry miss, we only deal with capturing ghosts. We leave the missing person deal to the police."
Jennifer shook her head. "He's not missing like that," she said. "There's something more to it. Something more dangerous, I'm just not sure."
"What makes you think that?" Peter asked.
"For the past few weeks," Jennifer said, "my husband had been having these weird nightmares. As strange as it sounds, he's been claiming he's had several visions of some creature that was going to enslave people although he didn't know how or when. He said he was afraid they would come true and he would be one of the first to become one of the creature's slave."
She paused. "I didn't believe him, but now that he's disappeared, I've wondered if there might be some truth to it."
Peter thought for a second. "Okay then," he said. "Wait one second." He stood up and walked several feet from his office. "Yo Egon! Come here for a second egghead!"
Egon dealt better with these types.