One more chapter! Remember, you have to tell me whether or not the next one should be the end. Otherwise I won't know to continue or to leave it. Thank you all so much!

We're the best. We're the beautiful. We're the Ghostbusters.

Hope took a deep breath and let it out through her nose, hearing the familiar chirping outside her window. She slowly sat up in her and Egon's bed, looking at the drape drawn window. She gently pulled herself from the bed, noticing that she was in pajamas and realizing she didn't remember changing into them.

She moved to the window and pulled open the drapes, allowing the sunlight into the room. People were outside walking around on New Years day which had been saved because of the Ghostbusters. Hope turned back and noticed that she was completely alone, but a note sat on Egon's pillow. She picked it up and walked into the bathroom reading:

I went to G.B.H. to help clean up from last night.

You wouldn't wake up this morning, so I let you sleep in.

If you feel up to it stop by.

-Egon

Hope gave a small laugh and crumpled the note up, throwing it into the waste bin before climbing into the shower to begin her day. As fast as she could she showered and dressed, then walked outside into the chilly afternoon. She called a cab and headed to G.B.H., walking right in through the door and passed the car.

She walked up to where Janine usually sat and heard voices coming from the small living room over to the side. She took off her jacket and scarf, laying them in Janine's chair. She walked into the other room and noticed Peter, Ray, and Dana talking in a small circle and walked over to them.

"So, you're gonna name it after me right?" Peter spoke up from the group, spotting Hope walking over. Hope lifted her head and gave him a confused look, a smile on her lips. She had no idea what he was talking about and so Peter gave a sarcastic sigh, "The baby, of course."

Hope's eyes went wide as her hand mindlessly came to rest on her belly. She had forgotten completely about it until now. She looked down at the ground, her heart nearly stopping at the thought of the baby's safety that she, the mother, had been careless enough to forget about.

"Hope?" Her eyes turned towards the stairs where Egon and Winston were coming down, "I thought you would have slept longer."

She tried to form words, but couldn't seem to and decided to turn away. She walked towards the entrance to the room, her mind in dark places.

"What'd I say?" Peter piped up, not knowing what he had done.

"She didn't remember about the baby till you mentioned it." Ray explained, crossing his arms over his chest as Egon and Winston continued down them.

"She could have lost the baby, Peter..." Dana whispered to him, knowing that getting hit hard enough or lack of oxygen or even too much stress could cause a miscarriage early on in the pregnancy.

"And we're still not sure what Vigo was doing to her. That could have single handedly ended the pregnancy." Ray concluded, without thinking of what he was saying or the fact that Egon and Hope heard everything.

"Oh." Peter replied lamely as Hope walked from the room, feeling tears sting her eyes. Egon watched her go, the words from the others circling in his head. He had also forgotten about the baby till now. Heck! Up until one o'clock that morning he hadn't even known about Hope being pregnant at all. He was still trying to register it in his head and after a few moments it seemed to finally stick.

Hope walked to the front desk and stopped herself. She rubbed her hand over her belly and then lifted the bottom of the shirt she wore. She looked down at her small swelling belly, that to anyone else seemed just a little chubbier then normal. Tears pricked at her eyes as a million thoughts raced through her head.

"Please be alright...please..." She whispered, rubbing a hand over her skin and letting it rest there as tears fell from her eyes, "I can't handle losing another..."

"Hope!" Egon rushed out from the room the rest were in and over to her. She couldn't look at him, feeling right now as though she had betrayed him in some way, "Hope?"

Egon gently pulled on Hope's shoulder, making her face him. She looked down at the ground, tears falling freely from her eyes as she suddenly collapsed into sobs. Egon caught her as she fell to the ground, holding her tightly to him as she let everything out.

"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry Egon..." She sobbed as she wrapped her arms tightly around her belly.

"What are you talking about?" Egon asked, confused by what she was sorry for.

"...the accident..." Hope whispered, confusing Egon even more by it.

"Hope, that wasn't your fault." Egon brushed away several strands of hair from her face and gently brushed his thumb over a small bruise on the side of her head she had gotten the night before, "Tell me what's wrong."

"Egon...I...It's just...the day o-of the a-accident..." Hope struggled as she looked down at her arms across her belly, a new wave of tears forming at the memories rushing through her head.

"What happened that day?" Egon asked finally after a moment as Peter, Ray, and Winston stood at the door watching them. Hope closed her eyes and then looked up at him from where she sat on the ground. Egon loosened his grip on her and stared at her, feeling completely hopeless to help her. Hope leaned back against the desk and looked at her arms.

"You r-remember that I had t-told you I had been sick for a w-while before the a-accident?" She asked as tears fell from her eyes, her cheeks becoming redder.

"I told you to go to the doctor." Egon responded as he remembered the conversation he had had with her over the phone one day he was working at the university.

"I d-did go to the doctor." Hope closed her eyes and let a small sob escape through her lips, "Sh-she took some b-blood...and d-did some t-tests on it...and..."

Hope fell silent as her eyes glazed over, thinking back to what the doctor had said. Egon took one of his hands and pushed back the hair in her face behind her ear.

"What did she say was wrong?" Egon pushed as he let his hand cup her cheek. Hope gave a small smile and shook her head.

"Nothing w-was wrong." She laughed softly as tears fell from her eyes. She looked at Egon, her smile falling from her face, "She s-said I was pregnant."

Hope hung her head low as tears fell from her eyes onto her chest. She let out a few strangled sobs and placed her hands to her forehead.

"I was a m-month along. Then the accident h-happened a-and I lost the b-baby." Hope fell into a fit of sobs as she pulled her knees as close to her as she could, hiding her face in them. Ray shooed Winston and Peter back into the living room and shut the door, wanting to give Hope and Egon privacy from their eaves dropping.

"Why didn't you tell me, Hope? When we were at the hospital or anytime after?" Egon asked suddenly, not exactly sure how he was feeling. He was shocked sure, but also completely confused by her keeping something like this from him. He also didn't understand how he didn't put the pieces together; the morning sickness, the fatigue, mood swings, cravings, and the aches. Then at Dana's when she was around Oscar. It all made sense now.

"I couldn't Egon...I know you...this would have..." Hope stuttered out as she took her hands from her face, "I thought that it w-would be b-better if I never m-mentioned it. If I a-acted l-like it never h-happened."

"Hope..." Egon whispered and took one of her hands again, "I could have helped-"

"How? By f-falling apart w-with me? By s-suffering with me?" Hope looked up at him, pulling her hand from his. Her expression was scathing and eyes sorrowful, "Egon, it w-was my fault."

"It could have happened to anyone." Egon tried to rationalize as his tone became serious. He couldn't understand why she would honestly believe it was her fault. Or maybe- he thought- it's just survivor's guilt...,"You were hit by a drunk, Hope."

"I killed our baby!" Hope screamed out as she huffed and pushed the hair back from her face. She had thought the same thing over and over again since the accident. She thought that if Egon knew what had happened, what 'she' had done, then he would leave her, hate her, want absolutely nothing to do with her. That was enough for her to keep the secret until it had consumed her, but now she couldn't keep it any longer. Even if Egon hated her for it she couldn't 'trick' him into marrying her, "Me! I d-did! I killed our baby, Egon...!"

Hope fell into another fit of sobs, letting all of her anger, sadness, and guilt out. Hope gave a strained sob and closed her eyes tightly, gripping at the hair she held. Egon felt for the first time his steady hands shake as he watched the woman who was always so composed, who had been 'his' rock, his confidence when he needed her, crumble to pieces before him.

He had no idea what to say or what to do. He wasn't like Peter; outgoing, amusing, and smooth talking. He wasn't even like Ray; affectionate, happy-go-lucky, and warmly sympathetic. He was Egon; serious, straightforward, and logical. And here he was with the woman who was everything he wasn't and who he loved, unable to think of what to do or how to help her when she needed it most.

"I killed o-our baby that d-day..." Hope sobbed out as Egon looked over his sobbing fiancée and felt his heart shatter. Hope wrapped her arms around her belly again, "...I k-killed...t-this one...too..."

Egon tentatively reached out and pulled her to his chest, holding her head beneath his chin. All he could come up with to help her was let her cry, cry until she couldn't any more and then he would go from there. No, they would go from there.

"Everything is going to be alright...it wasn't your fault..." He whispered in her ear. He still wanted her. He loved her and wanted to marry her. He didn't blame her and that's what he told her repeatedly; over and over, "It wasn't your fault...we'll get through this...I promise..."