ALRIGHTY! Chaptah 8 iz here!

Oy vey, I got sunburned majorly. I got blisters on my shoulders, but they're gone now. But now my shoulders are starting to peel like it's nobody's business...and holy crap. I've been peeling HUGE flakes off ( i know that's disgusting, but I actually find it as a form of entertainment. I try to see how big of a flake I can pull off).

Summer's been a blast so far :) I went to Cedar Point (for those of you who don't know, that's an amusement park in my home state of Ohio. The best. It is the home of the Top Thrill Dragster, the Milennium Force, and a whole bunch of other awesome rides. Tho i hate the Dragster...it goes to fast for me). Today I went to a Cleveland Indians game at Progressive Field (formerly Jacob's Field. Thank you Travis Hafner for giving us a home run :D)

Disclaimer: I do not own Ghostbusters. I only own Makenna. Ghostbusters (c) Dan Aykroyd (Ray) and Harold Ramis (Egon)

Enjoy!


The four began making their way through the crowd of the hotel. A woman walked past them and Makenna noticed that all three of the guys, even Egon, were staring after her. She knew that was coming with Peter, but with the other two, it was completely unexpected. She even felt a strange tug when she realized Ray was staring at the woman. She felt a sudden urge that made her a little angry and suspicious, but how could she be? Ray had never seen the woman before in his life. Was it possible that she, Makenna, was...jealous?

Me? Jealous of a woman I don't know all because Ray looked at her? She questioned herself. Could it be possible that she was jealous because she wasn't the center of attention? If that was the case, then she should be jealous with Egon and Peter also. But it was just with Ray, so that couldn't be the case. But then what was it?

Could she possibly...like Ray? As in, more than friends? Could she possibly be..?

No, she thought. She shook her head to clear the thought away. It's not possible. Ray is just a friend, that's it. There is absolutely no way that I like him like that.

A voice jolted her out of her thoughts and she spun around and struck a judo stance. She looked about ready to karate chop someone in half. But it only turned out to be the hotel manager. Makenna blushed with embarrasment and resumed her previous stance.

"Ah, thank you for coming so quickly." the manager began. He startled Peter, who whipped around and tried to yell "Jeez!" but he calmed down and they began making their way through the crowd. "The guests are starting to ask questions, and I'm all out of excuses."

"Has it happened before?" Makenna asked, regaining some dignity.

"Well, most of the original staff knows about the twelfth floor. The disturbances, I mean."

"Uh-huh." Peter sounded uninterested, and tried to get the manager to cut to the chase. "Yeah."

"But it's been quiet for years." the manager interjected. He figited with his hands, obviously feeling uncomfortable about calling them. "Up until two weeks ago, that is. It was never ever this bad, though."

"Did you ever report it to anyone?"questioned Egon, his usually quiet voice sounding loud over the chatter around them.

"Oh, heavens no." stuttered the manager. He looked between them nervously. "The owners don't like for us to even talk about it."

"Really?" Makenna asked, or more like stated.

The manager ignored her. "I hope we can take care of this quietly. Tonight."

"Of course." Makenna smiled reassuringly at the frazzled looking manager.

"Yes sir. Don't worry." Ray assured him, slipping one of their new gadgets, the PKE goggles, over his head. It fit like a baseball cap. "We handle this kind of thing all the time."

A total lie, Makenna knew. This was actually their first busting job. They intended to make it a good one, though. They wouldn't fail. Makenna was positive.

They reached the elevators and stood waiting. Makenna rocked on her heels, as she normally did while she was waiting for something. A man with a mustache standing next to them looked them over. "What are you supposed to be? Some kind of a cosmonaut?"

"Haha, no were exterminators." Peter laughed jokingly. "Somebody saw a cockroack up on twelve."

"That's gotta be some cockroach." the man predicted, raising his eyebrows up.

"It'll bite your head off, man." Peter agreed.

DING

The elevator had arrived at the lobby, carrying two people who looked them over strangely. The four began filing in.

"Going up?" Ray asked the man.

"I'll take the next one." the man declined knowingly, taking the cigar slowly out of his mouth. Ray shrugged and got in with the rest of his team.

"Suit yourself." Makenna added as the doors closed. Then the elevator started upward.

Ray sighed.

"You know, it just occured to me that we really haven't had a completely sucessful test of this equipment."

"I blame myself." Egon admitted, his brown eyes staring blankly at the door.

"So do I." Peter added sarcastically.

Makenna scoweled at her brother and turned to look at Ray, who was staring at the door like Egon was. She leaned her head on his shoulder, figuring that he wouldn't mind. Ray snapped back to earth and looked down at her. He felt a small blush creep onto his face at the close contact. He caught the scent of her hair; freesias. It smelled nice, and it went well with her honey colored curls.

"Hey Makenna, don't fall asleep." Peter said, ruining the moment. Ray cursed Peter's existence for some reason that he couldn't understand. It unnerved him to a point where he could turn around and glare at the older Venkman with the coldest glare that could've frozen the sun. This feeling surprised Ray and confused him into oblivion. It didn't make any sense whatsoever.

"Well, there's no sense worrying about it now." he said, almost to himself.

"Why worry?" Peter questioned. "Each of us is wearing a non-liscenced nuclear accelerator on his or her back." He said it nonchalantly, as if it wasn't anything new to him. Makenna wondered briefly how he could be so calm about it, while her inner self was flailing her limbs about, running around in frantic circles, and screaming at the top of her lungs.

"Yep." Ray agreed. He made a motion behind him, without averting his gaze from the elevator's front. "Let's get ready. Switch me on."

Egon reached out to the accelerator on Ray's back, flipping a switch and turning the entire pack on. A vibraiting-like surge noise filled the elevator. Egon slowly stepped away from Ray, pushing Peter and Makenna to the front of the elevator, and flattening himself to a wall as much as possible. Makenna stood still, waiting nervously for either the pack to go off in a fiery explosion, or the elevator to get to the twelfth floor, whichever came first.

DING

Makenna let out the breath she didn't realize she'd been holding and watched as the elevator doors slid open. At that moment, she almost expected to see the ghost they had been hired to find jump out from a hiding place and attack them all. She gulped and stepped out, grabbing the gun end of her pack and flipping a switch on it. The same vibrate-y noise sounded with the motion as her pack turned on. Gripping the handle, she turned around and backed slowly down the hallway, keeping an eye on the boys as they moved with her. She backed around a corner, with Egon following her move. Ray and Peter looked around carefully.

"It's quiet." she whispered the cliche line like she heard it in all the movies. Dramatic and yet serious. "Too quiet."

A sudden noise from behind made Egon, Ray, and Makenna whirl around and open fire on whatever it was. Streams of blue and red, followed by orange sparks, assaulted the object they shot at. The three emmitted shrieks of surprise and fright, yelling unintelligable gibberish. Peter stood by, acting as though he were in a daze. Either that or it was an expression of not caring.

"I STAND THOROUGHLY CORRECTED!" Makenna screamed, her eyes clenched shut. But suddenly they heard a muffled scream, and Makenna began to panic. Quick as a flash, she shut off her pack as did the two boys. She cracked her eyes open to see a woman crouched on the floor, hidden behind a now scorched cleaning supply cart.

"What the hell are you doin'?" she asked loudly, more surprised than frightened.

No one answered her for a while. The guilty party of three looked everywhere but at her, Peter, or eachother. Finally, they managed a reply.

"Sorry," Egon mumbled.

"Sorry," Makenna repeated.

"I'm sorry," Ray said quietly.

"We thought you were someone else." Peter added, trying to ease his collegues' embarrasment, but to liitle avail.

They turned away from the woman and got in a small football huddle.

"Successful test." Peter joked. Makenna shook her head at him. This really wasn't the best time for witty comments.

"I guess so," Ray agreed hesitantly. Makenna watched as the embarrased blush faded from his cheeks. Her face still felt a little warm, but that didn't bother her much. "Uh, I think we better split up."

"Good idea," Egon agreed breathlessly. He took out the PKE meter that was clipped to his belt and turned it on.

"Yeah," Peter added. "We can do more damage that way."

"No kidding." Makenna agreed with her brother, nodding and taking deep breaths to calm her pounding heart.

"Alright. Makenna, go with Egon down that way." Ray instructed her. He pointed to the hall to the right of them. "Peter, you go down this way." he pointed to the opposite hall on the left side of them. "I'll head back towards the elevator."

And so they split up. Makenna walked beside Egon, watching him stare at the screen of the PKE meter. They walked down the hall in silence, both feeling slightly jumpy at the fact of a ghost hiding somewhere on their floor. Finally, Egon broke the silence.

"We don't know what this thing is capable of. Stay close to me."

Makenna nodded and move close enough that their arms were almost touching. She listened to him partly because he seemed to know what he was doing, partly because she was glad he didn't want the ghost to hurt her, partly because she trusted him, and partly because she was scared.

They walked around corners and through intersections of hallways. At some point, Egon was bent down while walking to see if he could get a better reading. And he did this very slowly, so as not to miss anything. On one such occasion, they cam up to an old man. Egon had straightened himself up slowly and, to make sure he was real, poked the elderly man in the shoulder. Said man gave Egon an odd glare, while Egon continued with his work. Makenna giggled quietly to herself, which Egon seemed to have heard. He glance at her over his shoulder and smirked.

"Glad to know that I amuse you, Makenna." he joked.

Makenna's giggling turned into laughter.

"Well of course, silly." she laughed. "You're my second best friend. You're supposed to amuse me."

Egon smiled slightly at her bubbly attitude. But then he heard the walkie-talkie on his belt turn on and the humorous atmosphere deminished. Makenna stopped laughing and listened to her brother's carefully calm voice on the communicator.

"Come in, Ray."

It sounded like he was trying to mask something else, but she didn't know what. She waited until she heard Ray's enthusiastic reply.

"Venkman! I saw it, I saw it, I saw it!"

Makenna snorted at how many times he said "I saw it", like a young child would. But she stopped and listened to Peter's response.

"It's right here, Ray. It's looking at me."

"He's an ugly little spud, isn't he?" Ray asked him. Makenna could hear the clear disgust in his voice.

"I think he can hear you, Ray." Peter stated matter-of-factly.

"Don't move. It won't hurt you-"

But Ray couldn't even get the rest of the sentence out when they heard a terrified yelling in the tone of Peter's voice that blared from the walkie-talkie. The sound made Makenna's face almost turn white, and her eyes went wide. A gasp escaped from her lips as the yelling continued for a few minutes and then finally died down.

She stood there, rooted to her spot in an emotion that Egon couldn't recognize. He moved towards her to snap her out of the trance she seemed to be in.

"Makenna? Are-"

Egon didn't get to finish his whole sentence before Makenna took off, leaving him by himself.

She tore down the hallway and rounded the corner, disappearing completely from view.


DUNDUNDUN! ! i am evil! jk jk.

Well, I hoped you liked! Chapter 9 will be up ASAP :) Chapter 10 will have a special treat for y'alls (it was previously going to be in chapter 9 but i divided the hotel scene up, so it'll be in 10 now) R&R!

~H.E.T.