Hey everyone! I haven't had much time to write this week, and every time I did get a few minutes to sit down to work on this story, I hit some writer's block. But finally I'm slowly edging my way through it and I think I'm back on track again. Hope you enjoy this chapter! It may have some parts that are confusing so far, but I promise I'll tie everything together soon and in possibly the next chapter, a few of your questions should be answered. ;)

Keira awoke the next morning still feeling weary after the long and confusing night she'd spent trying to figure Lucille out. The ghost's answers were vague, no matter how reassuring she sounded, and Keira was worried. Keira lay motionless in her bed for several minutes, afraid to move at first. She listened intently for any sign that Lucille was there in the back of her mind, but the ghost had disappeared again.

Once her alarm clock went off, Keira slowly got out of bed and showered before lazily piecing together an outfit for another day at the library. She found a short cream colored skirt and a light blue blouse and slipped on her black flats. She tied her hair up into a ponytail before heading into the kitchen to find something for breakfast.

She spent nearly fifteen minutes staring blankly at the contents of her fridge and cabinet before deciding that she couldn't eat anything. A cold chill lingered in her chest and her nerves were too on edge to even think about sitting down to breakfast.

"Lucille?" She finally chanced to call out. There was no answer, but that didn't make Keira feel any less uneasy.

She glanced quickly at the clock in her bedroom and took a deep breath. She looked at herself in the mirror across from her bed and was unsurprised to see how tired she looked. She quickly grabbed her bottle of foundation makeup to mask the sleeplessness that showed on her face. She was slightly paler than normal and there were lines under her eyes that she knew would turn into dark circles if she didn't get a decent night's sleep soon.

"Keira! You're here!" Cindy said as Keira entered the library slowly. Keira blinked and smiled wearily, heading for the front desk where Cindy was sitting.

"I couldn't sit at home all day. I need to stay busy." Keira said lightly. Cindy smiled and nodded understandingly. As she turned back to her work, Keira lowered her gaze to the ground, feeling a cold chill spread down her neck.

Remember, Keira. If you say or do anything that gives me away…

"I know…" Keira breathed. Lucille seemed to withdraw only briefly. Cindy glanced up at Keira quizzically and gestured towards the large cart full of books behind them.

"It's crazy isn't it? Feel like getting started on those? I'd really appreciate it…" Cindy said. Keira smiled at the other librarian's misinterpretation of Keira's despair.

"Well…I did say I wanted to stay busy. I'll be lucky if I get them all back on their shelves by lunch." Keira said as she grabbed the cart and started wheeling it around the desk. Cindy smiled thankfully as she went back to work on the stack of papers in front of her.

Hours went by as Keira slowly made her way through the shelves, barely making a dent in the seemingly endless piles of books in the cart. Once she had finally made it about halfway through the load of books, she stopped as she picked up a black book with red letters on the cover. She tilted her head to the side as she read the title.

"…'Tobin's Spirit Guide'?" She murmured. She opened the cover and scanned through a few pages of the book, intrigued.

She barely noticed the cold tingling that quickly spread through her shoulders and chest. She gasped in surprise as the book fell to the floor.

"L-Lucille, stop it-" She choked as the cold snaked through her veins.

Move!

Lucille shoved her way into Keira's thoughts and Keira felt herself surrounded in a misty, cold world. She could still see the library around her, but she knew that Lucille was now in control of her body. She felt herself turn around and walk quickly to the end of the aisle, leaving the library cart and fallen book in the middle of the shelves.

"Keira? Hey, Keira!"

Who is that? What…Lucille, what's going on?

"Shut up…" She heard Lucille, using her voice growl under her breath. But Keira felt herself turn back towards the voice anyway, her shoulders stiff.

"Hi…Ray." She heard herself murmur slowly. Sure enough, Ray Stantz stood in front of her, a styrofoam cup of coffee in his hand. He smiled easily at her before offering it to her.

"I brought you some coffee. You look a little tired…rough night?" He asked.

"I…well…yeah, I guess so." Keira heard herself say. She glanced down at the coffee and slowly took it from him. "Thank you."

"I also wanted to ask you…where were you yesterday? We thought you were coming by after you finished here."

How are you going to answer that, Lucille?

Lucille mentally shoved her back and Keira drifted into unconsciousness. Lucille, as Keira smiled apologetically at Ray.

"Matt took me home. I got through the rest of the day fine, but had a relapse as I was leaving." She smiled nervously. "Nearly fainted as we were walking out the door."

"Oh." He said guardedly as he studied her. Lucille lowered her gaze to the ground as he noticed him looking at her eyes. She fidgeted with the cup of coffee in her hands.

"Did you bring me this just to have an excuse to talk to me or are you genuinely concerned about me?" She asked hesitantly. Ray chuckled lightly before scratching the back of his head.

"Well, yes to both really. We've all got a speculation that we wanted to check out yesterday with you, and when you didn't show, we got worried. I'm here to…escort you back to the firehouse. It'd be easier if you came willingly."

Lucille frowned and took a step backward, internally panicking. She bit her lip before forcing herself to calm down.

"…and if I…don't…come willingly?" She asked. Ray smiled.

"We both know that you will." He said. When she didn't move, he shrugged. "I told Cindy we were borrowing you for a little while, and she's okay with it."

Lucille's eyes drifted from the man in front of her to the aisle past him where her exit would be. She could probably easily outrun the heavily armed Ghostbuster, but then there was no way to know if the others would be waiting outside the building just for that reason. She glanced back up at Ray cautiously.

"Um…alright. Let me just…got get my purse." She said. She edged her way past the man and walked quickly towards the front of the library, kicking the book Keira had dropped under the cart.

After the library had drifted out of focus, the real Keira found herself in the darkened alley again. She spun around hurriedly looking around for any sign of the other people she had seen there before. When she got none, she slowly edged her way through the shadows, feeling her way along the rough brick of the buildings around her.

"Lucille?" She called out after a moment. The distant sounds of the city streets beyond the alley echoed to her and she shivered at the cold that surrounded her.

Keira…

Keira stopped and looked around for the source of the raspy voice. She pulled her hands away from the walls of the alley and continued back towards the brightly lit main street.

"Lucille? This isn't funny!" Keira shouted, her voice high pitched with fear. She could hear footsteps growing near to her and she quickly ran for the light in front of her. Her head was suddenly spinning and the light she was running towards disappeared in a swirl of darkness.

Keira!

Keira shuddered at the sound of Lucille's voice. Her mind was clouded and her head ached.

Keira, I know you can hear me. I need you to listen to me.

Keira could hear other voices past Lucille's, but they were too faint to understand what they were saying.

"What was that…?" Keira asked.

Shhh!…I'll explain later. When I let you wake up, you need to tell them I'm not here. Get them off my trail. Please…

Lucille's voice was full of fear and emotion. Keira exhaled slowly, the nausea easing off slightly. Then she nodded.

"Keira?"

"She's waking up."

Her eyes opened to see that she was in a brightly lit room with the hum of machines around her. She looked around confusedly as she attempted to sit up. She felt a hand lay firmly on her shoulder and press her back down.

"Hang on, we'll get this stuff off of you before you try to get up."

Keira squinted at the man standing above her and recognized Dr. Stantz as he removed what looked like wires with little dots on the ends from her temples.

"What's going on?" She asked. Ray looked down at her quizzically.

You idiot!

Lucille's voice screamed across her mind and Keira winced. A computer to her right beeped shrilly.

"Ray, it's there…" Egon swung around from the computer and looked down at Keira with a strange looking gadget in his hand. Lights flashed as he held it closer to her face and Keira squeezed her eyes shut against the glare.

I can't help you, or they'll find me. I'm putting my trust in you, Keira.

Lucille said, her voice growing distant. Keira opened her eyes as she felt herself come fully back into control of her body. The cold still left her numb and discombobulated but she slowly sat up to face the two men, confusedly.

"No! It's gone again…" Egon said, shaking the meter in his hand. The computer behind him went silent. Ray gently peeled the rest of the circles from Keira's forehead.

"We know something is up, Keira. But you're back now, aren't you?" Ray asked, looking into her eyes with a small flashlight. Keira blinked as he clicked off the light after a few seconds.

"I…I think so." She said slowly.

"Look at these readings, Ray. It does match the ones from when we first encountered that ghost at the library…" Egon said as he motioned for Ray to come over to the computer.

Keira looked around and could see that she was in a lab of some sort, surrounded by what looked like giant computers and technical…stuff. Flashing lights blinked from different parts of the computer and the Ghostbusters' packs were sitting on a table next to them. From that she gathered that she was at the Ghostbusters' headquarters.

"Have you noticed anything…off…about yourself lately, Keira? Besides the fainting spells?" Ray asked as he turned back to her. She shifted her gaze around nervously, debating whether or not to tell them she knew about the ghost.

"Anything at all?" Egon prompted her after she remained silent for a few seconds. She met their eyes levelly after a moment.

"What do you mean? What do you think is wrong?" She asked, making herself sound only slightly worried.

"We think you're possessed. By that ghost from the library." Ray said. Keira held her breath.

"It would make sense. It latched onto you and that's how we lost trace of it. It would also explain the fatigue and fainting spells you've been having." Egon said. He turned back to the computer.

"If that were true, wouldn't I know about it?" She asked. Her gaze drifted between the two men in front of her.

"If the ghost wanted you to know about it." A voice said from across the room.

Dr. Venkman strolled into the lab followed by Winston who was carrying a smoking trap. As he reached the group around the computer, Peter leaned against the couch Keira was laying on.

"Ghosts are pretty sneaky guys." He finished. Keira swallowed as she noticed his gaze boring through hers. "They have ways of getting past a person's version of reality and making it their own."

"Venkman, ease up." Ray said warningly as he noticed Keira's unnerved expression. Peter flashed an annoyed glance at Ray and rolled his eyes.

"I'm…sorry…but I just don't believe this." Keira said. She turned to where her feet fell off the side of the couch she was on and she slipped into her shoes.

"Well, don't leave on our account." Peter said, sounding just a little apologetic. Keira looked up at the four silent Ghostbusters, wishing they would push her to stay and reveal what she knew about the ghost in her mind.

"We can help you, Keira." Ray said softly. She swung her gaze to him and opened her mouth to say something when Winston interrupted.

"You make it sound like she's some kind of an asylum patient, Ray. That's not gonna make her want to listen to us." Winston said. Keira blinked and smiled slightly.

"No, I understand what you're saying. I just…can't take it seriously. I mean…I would know by now if I were possessed." She said. She stood up. "I really need to be going…I lost track of the time…"

"It's just after lunch. Want me to drive you back to the library?" Ray offered. She stared at him for a moment before shaking her head.

"No…I'll stop by and pick up some lunch on my way back. Thank you though." She said, smiling thankfully at him. She glanced briefly at the other three Ghostbusters who eyed her warily as she passed them. She had just crossed the room when she realized she didn't know the way out.

"I…I'll show you out." Ray said quickly as he rushed after her. Keira felt herself blush in embarrassment as he gestured towards a door on the opposite wall of the room. She could hear Peter snicker as she turned her back on the other Ghostbusters. She stayed silent the whole way out of the firehouse and then broke down into frustrated tears as she headed down the sidewalk in search of a cab.