Hey guys! I know this chapter may seem a little long, or that it sounds like it stops in the middle of something, but I knew that if I left it with the next section I have planned it would be WAY too long and without the dream sequence, it would be too short. So I hope you'll forgive me for that.

I'm going out of town for the weekend, but I'm hoping I'll have time to write because I have a lot planned for the upcoming chapter! So, keep an eye out and I'll try to have the next chapter up by maybe Sunday or Monday at the earliest. At the latest, maybe Tuesday or Wednesday. Thank you to everyone who has been keeping up with the story so far and I hope you enjoy this chapter! Don't forget to review or message me if you have any questions! :D

That wasn't good enough.

Keira sat in her darkened room, shades drawn, curled into a ball on her bed. She had gone back to work at the library until closing time, but she didn't bother to stay after to gossip with Cindy like she usually did. She had hurried home and had locked the door tight behind her and collapsed on her bed for a long cry. She sniffled and rubbed her tear streaked face as her frustrations welled up inside her.

"I'm sorry, Lucille. You…you must know enough about me to realize that I'm not good with confrontations like that. Why did you leave it up to me?" She said, her voice choked with emotion. She heard Lucille scoff and could hear the scorn in her voice.

They were already on to me. The tests they were attempting to run – pure idiocy by the way – I was able to foil a few of them but when they sent that electric shock through my brain, I knew they would be able to find me.

"Electric shock?" Keira breathed. She felt her heart skip a beat in fear. What kind of madmen were these Ghostbusters?

Keira looked at the clock next to her bed and could see that she'd been laying in bed for over an hour.

What is your problem?

Keira pinched her eyebrows together in anger. She tried to steel her mind so that she could block out Lucille's voice. After a moment she heard Lucille laugh at her attempts.

It's too late for that, Keira.

"What are you talking about?" Keira squeaked. She let out the breath she had been holding and squeezed her knees to her chest even tighter.

You agreed to this, Keira…

Keira's breath was sucked out of her lungs as she felt an icy chill spread through her limbs. She hurriedly sat up and tried to shake the growing cold from her arms, to no avail.

"No! No, please, not again!" She cried. Her heart pounded and as the cold grew closer to her chest, she felt herself slip slowly backward.

"Sleep now, Keira. I've got more work to do." Lucille said, using Keira's voice as she stood up smoothly from the bed.

No…please…

Lucille was dressed in some dark colored jeans and a black lacy shirt when Matt knocked on her door a few hours later. She smiled at him knowingly as she stepped out of her apartment and let him lead her downstairs.

"So what's this surprise date you have planned, Keira? I must say, this is out of the norm for you to plan things." Matt chuckled as they reached the lobby and exited the apartment building in search of a cab. Lucille shook her head.

"You don't want to ruin the surprise, do you Matt? I just wanted to liven things up a little bit before we settle down in a few months." She said sweetly. Matt smiled and kissed her on the cheek.

As they got into a cab, Lucille leaned over the seat and gave the driver directions and then relaxed in the backseat as he pulled back into traffic. Matt still had his arm draped over her shoulders, which she seemed to ignore.

"So…I was thinking we could get together this weekend to talk about wedding plans. My mother and sister kinda have ideas they want to negotiate with you." Matt said after a few minutes had gone by in silence. Lucille pursed her lips.

"I don't think it's really their place to make decisions for our wedding, Matt." She said softly. Matt, who was on the verge of adding on to what he'd said, stopped and shut his mouth in surprise. He looked away from her and out the window for a second before coming up with a reply.

"Well, Keira. I just thought you might want some help putting the wedding together…" He said, sounding slightly offended. Lucille looked out her window as the cab driver slowed the car.

"We're here. Come on, let's go!" Lucille said as she pushed open the door. Matt quickly paid the driver and scrambled out of the cab after who he thought was his fiancé.

"Where-Keira…this is a bar…" Matt said as they stood on the sidewalk. She grabbed his hand and squeezed it lightly.

"We need a real night on the town, don't you think? I mean, we always do the dinner thing and that gets a little…boring sometimes. This is gonna be fun, trust me." Lucille flashed him a quick smile before dragging him inside.

Once they'd made it to the bar, the bartender glanced questioningly at Matt and Lucille before bringing them their drinks. Lucille glanced around at the crowded bar as she sipped at her martini, then noticed Matt's silence and discomfort. She turned and laid a hand on his arm.

"What's wrong?" She asked over the blare of the music. He looked around before meeting her gaze.

"I just…whenever I suggested we go out like this, you always said no. I'm just surprised, is all." He said as he picked up his beer. Lucille laughed.

"The good kind of surprised, right?" She asked. Matt nearly choked as he gulped his beer. She grinned at him as she finished her drink and ordered another one.

"I'm always eager to see your adventurous side. That rarely happens when you've got a book in your face though." He said good humoredly. Lucille rolled her eyes.

"Oh, let's go dance!" She said quickly as she quickly downed her second drink and pulled him away from the bar. Before he could protest, they were in the middle of the dance floor, the music pounding so loudly that they couldn't even tell what the song was.

Lucille grinned as Matt finally broke down and started dancing with her through the crowd. She kept her eyes on other couples around them and finally stopped near the edge of the dance floor where she spotted who she'd been looking for.

The same man and woman from the restaurant the night before sat in a booth sipping on their cocktails and chatting. Lucille narrowed her eyes.

"I didn't know you could dance, Keira! We should have done this a long time ago…" Matt said, pulling her close. He kissed her cheek, brushing the long blonde hair away from her face. Lucille smirked.

"I know." She said.

Her eyes flickered back to the booth where the woman was getting up to leave. The man sat there smiling to himself as he finished off his cocktail. Lucille stood on her tiptoes and brushed her lips against Matt's ear.

"I'll be right back. Why don't you go get us another couple of drinks and I'll meet you back at the bar?" She said. Matt smiled and nodded, walking around the crowded dance floor back towards the bar. As he got out of her sight, she plastered on another seductive smile before throwing her blonde hair over her shoulder and heading towards the booth where the man sat alone, waiting for the brown haired woman to return.

"This seat taken?" She asked. The man looked up in surprise as she slid into the seat next to him.

"Uh…" He started as he looked in the direction the other woman had gone. Lucille smiled at him and made herself blush.

"Bars make me uncomfortable. I keep telling my fiancé that, but he doesn't listen." She said. The man raised an eyebrow at her.

"Your fiancé?" He asked. She nodded and made a show of rolling her eyes.

"I've had bad experiences with a fiancé before. I'm hoping this one will work out better but, who knows, right?" She asked gently. She met his eyes and he studied her thoughtfully.

"Do I know you?" He finally asked after a moment. Lucille smiled.

"I don't know…do you?" She asked as she leaned forward and kissed him deeply on the lips. His eyes widened at first and then he relaxed into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around her.

"John…" She breathed.

"Lucille?" He murmured against her mouth.

"…Keira?!"

Lucille quickly pulled away from the man in front of her as Matt's surprised voice broke through her thoughts. The man in front of her stared in confusion as Lucille jumped up from the booth and towards Matt who was holding two more beers.

"I think we need to leave now, Matt. I…" She buried herself in Matt's chest, forcing a sob into his shirt. Matt stared down at the wide-eyed man in the booth who was shaking his head in confusion.

"I'm sorry…I thought she was someone else." The man stammered. Lucille turned her head to smirk at him, unseen by Matt.

"Yeah, that's always the go-to answer, fella. Come on, Keira." Matt said as he handed her a beer and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Lucille took a sip of the drink as she leaned against him and allowed him to walk her away from the man in the booth.

"Lucille?!" Keira called out as she found herself in the dark alley once more. She spun around looking for anything that would help her when she noticed a man standing beside her.

"Lucille…we've gotta go, sweetheart." He said gently. His voice was deep and laced with what sounded like dismay.

"I'm not…" She started to say but he didn't seem to hear her. He pressed his lips into her forehead in a reassuring kiss and she blinked in confusion.

She shrunk away a little bit, her heart beating rapidly in her chest and then jumped as she felt his arm tighten protectively around her. He nudged her forward and they started walking down the alley.

"We shouldn't be down here…" She heard herself say in Lucille's voice. The man's hand rubbed down her arm comfortingly. Keira shivered in the cold night air.

"I know. I'm just meeting someone real quick before we go home. It's alright."

Keira stared at the shadows around them, not knowing where the other two men would appear. She pressed herself into the side of the man next her, both for warmth and for protection.

"You're a long way from home, kids." A rough voice sounded from their right. Keira jumped at how close the voice was and was shoved behind the man she was with.

"John…" She heard herself breathe shakily. The man stood between her and the other man, still concealed in the shadows.

"We…we don't want any trouble." John said slowly. The man laughed.

"Anybody who comes down here isn't looking for much else."

"Hey there, Beautiful…"

Keira jumped back as another man stepped out of the shadows behind her. John shoved her behind him once more, back towards the opening of the alleyway. She could see both of the other men turning to follow after them.

"You guys don't work for Henry Vestal, do you?" John tried. The men laughed as they advanced on them even quicker.

"Nah…there ain't no Henry here." The first man said. He pulled what looked like a gun from his right pocket and Keira could hear the click as he took the safety off.

"John…John please…" Keira heard herself say as she clung to his jacket. He quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out a pocket knife.

"Then I guess we're in the wrong place after all. If you let us go in peace, I promise I'll make it worth your while." John reasoned.

The second man scoffed as he grabbed for Keira's purse which was draped over her shoulder. Keira heard herself scream as John swung his pocket knife at the man's arm. The man cried out as John made a deep cut in his shoulder.

"Lucille, get out of here!"

John shouted at her as he shoved her towards the opening of the alley. She ran and reached the main street where cars flew by, unbothered by the scuffle going on just yards away. She stopped and caught her breath, gaining strange looks by the few pedestrians on the sidewalk. There was suddenly a loud gunshot that echoed from the alley. Keira's heart filled with dread.

"John!"

She ran back into the alley and grabbed onto the jacket of the first man she saw.

"John! John, you're alright! I was afraid…I thought…"
He jerked out of her grasp and whirled around, his knife swinging wildly. Keira froze as she felt the blade strike her chest. She choked out a surprised cry and then her knees gave out.

"L-Lucille!"

"I'm…not…Lucille…" Keira choked out. The pain in her chest was icy cold and she struggled for breath. She knew it was coming, so when her head turned towards the end of the alley, she made sure to focus through the pain so that she could see the white car that flew by.

And as she'd expected, it was the Ghostbusters car.