Janine rattled the key in the lock of the apartment door and walked inside.
Egon and Audrey's apartment was disturbingly quiet.
"Audrey, it's me" she called out, making her way to the kitchen to find a stack of uneaten meals she had prepared for Audrey sitting untouched on the bench.
She opened the fridge to find barely a scrap of food inside.
Janine placed a fresh carton of milk in the door and turned around to lay a loaf of bread on the kitchen bench.
It was now a few days into the year of 1992.
The Ghostbusters had been missing for a month and a bit.
Janine had taken on the duty of caring for Audrey, who was now lost in her own madness over Egon's disappearance.
Audrey had stopped leaving the apartment and had stopped looking after herself.
Janine walked into the bedroom to find Audrey sitting at the edge of the bed looking out the window, having not even heard Janine walk in.
In her hand she clutched one of Egon's shirts, occasionally burying her head in it to find a trace of Egon's scent, anything to remind her of him.
Janine called Audrey's name softly, finally catching her attention.
Audrey looked up at her.
She was pale.
Dark circles hung beneath her tired eyes, she'd lost weight.
She looked terrible.
"How are you feeling today?" asked Janine, as she looked around the bedroom.
She noticed that Audrey had gathered all of Egon's clothes in a pile on one side of the bed.
"I feel so sick" she replied faintly.
"Still?" asked Janine, becoming concerned.
Audrey had complained daily of feeling sick.
Janine wondered if there was more to it than just a longing for her missing husband.
"Audrey, when was the last time you had a period?" she asked, suddenly wondering if the cause of her sickness was something else entirely.
"Huh? Oh, I can't remember. It's been a while" she replied, completely missing what Janine was implying.
Janine left the apartment and returned twenty minutes later with a small package wrapped in a brown paper bag.
Audrey was still sitting on the edge of the bed when she returned, lost in thought.
Without saying a word, Janine placed the package on Audrey's bedside table.
She turned to Audrey and gently kissed the top of her head before leaving, locking the door securely behind her.
Audrey, suddenly snapping back to reality, looked over at the package on the bedside table.
Curiously, she reached for it, pulling out the box from the brown paper bag.
In her hands was a pregnancy test.
She held it in her hand, puzzled by why Janine had bought this for her.
Suddenly it clicked.
Her sickness.
Her absent period.
Was she pregnant?