Sorry the wait was so long. And sorry there's not much ghost hunting in it. Or Ghost Hunters for that matter. I'll make it up to you next time.

"Hey! Do you have anything planned on the third?" I heard Matt call from the back.

I was currently alphabetizing cds, monotonously I might add, on a chilly Friday afternoon. It had been a month since the Indiana case and there hadn't been one since then. There was some pretty interesting evidence there, nothing substantial though. The only good thing that really came out of the case was that I got my initiation over, and now Steve and I were planning Josh's, as Steve had been left out of the last one.

"No. I don't think so. Why?" I called back.

"We have a signing and the owner wants all of us to be there."

"There's only like 4 of us. I hope this isn't a majour band."

"It's a band called the Maine. They're actually pretty good. This is their debut album. You should look them up." Kristin said, coming out of the back.

"I'll have to do that when I get home." I replied, going back to myalphabetizing.

"Yo yo yo! What's up my bitches?"

Kristin and I turned and saw Piers, Patrick, Lucas, and my brother walk into the store.

"Yes?" I asked, annoyed.

"Steve and Brian are in town and wanted us to come out to lunch with them. You in?" Josh asked.

"Heck yes! I'm starved!" Kristin shouted happily, jumping off the counter.

"Sure. Why not." I said unenthusiastically.

"I called Adam and he's on his way. He didn't seem interested until he heard you were coming." Patrick said, bumping hips with me and winking.

"What are you implying?" I asked as I grabbed my coat and scribbled a note for Matt.

"He likes you!" he half whispered.

Everyone else had walked on ahead of us so it was just us two.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"You know. And you like him too." Patrick said, smirking.

"Maybe a little." I admitted.

"Haha! I knew it! Piers! You owe me 20 dollars!" he shouted.

"Wow. Glad to see my life is a good way for you to make money." I said, stomping off to walk with the others.

We arrived at the restuarant and walked in to see Steve and Brian already there. I stalked over to the table and sat down beside Steve in a huff.

"Wow. What's got your panties in a bunch?" Brian asked.

"Shut up." I said, crossing my arms.

Josh sat beside him, with Piers beside him and Kirstin beside him. Patrick sat down on our side, leaving a seat open between the two of us. Did he have to make it that obvious?

We all ordered drinks while waiting for Adam to come, and as soon as the drinks arrived, he came in.

"Sorry I'm late. I was having some 'Grandma' issues." he said, putting his jacket on the back of his chair and sitting down.

"It's cool man. We were waiting for you to order our food. It seems you arrived just in time." Patrick replied.

We all ordered our food and ate, with random conversations flying back and forth. By the time we were done, everyone was in a better mood, including me.

"Oh so Donna wanted us to mention this case we were thinking about doing. It's in like a week and somewhere in New Jersey." Steve said as we all put on our coats.

"Sounds good. What about you, Josh?" I asked, looking over at my brother.

"Yeah. That's cool." he replied.

We all walked out of the restaurant together, splitting off in our different directions once we got outside. Josh, Patrick, Piers, and Kristin all went off in the direction of the music store, Steve and Brian headed back to TAPS headquarters, and that left Adam and I to make our way to our homes. Together. Alone.

"So... how is Ghost Hunters coming?" Adam asked.

"Pretty good. This'll be my first case in almost a month." I replied.

"Cool. I heard last time couldn't really be considered a case for you though." he said.

"Oh my god. Who told you?" I asked, horrified.

"Ha ha. Your brother. It's okay though. It wasn't your fault. You were kidnapped." he laughed.

"Well between you and me, my brother is going to be getting his soon." I smirked.

"Really now? What are you going to do?" he asked.

"I'm not sure yet, actually. I'm planning it with Steve as he didn't get to help prank me but we haven't talked much about it." I said.

"Well maybe I could help." he replied.

"Any help I could get would be fantastic." I said.

"Alright. How about we talk about it over dinner. Friday, say about 8:00?" he asked.

"Are you asking me on a date, Mr. Hedlund?" I asked, turning to face him.

"Only if you want it to be, Miss Hall." he replied.

By now we had reached my house and were almost up the driveway.

"Yeah. I'd like that." I smiled.

"Alright then. Dinner at 8:00." he smiled as well and began walking back to his house.

I walked into my own, smiling and completely forgetting the fact that Patrick had forgotten to lock the door and that I had left my car down at the music store.