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Earlier that day

*Third POV*

The Ghost Adventure Crew were sitting down in a small back office just finishing up an interview they were holding with a woman. A nice, older lady named Maria who has been working here for a the past five years in one of the restaurants. Just as they were done packing up their equipment and getting ready to leave Maria stopped them.

"Oh! Have you been to the security office yet?" she asked looking up at the three men.

"No we haven't, we didn't know that there was security here with our research on this location. Is there anything that they might know?" Zak replied.

"Oh I'm sure you wouldn't have found it in your research online, the security here is relatively newer with all of the recent problems of kids starting to break into the shops. Before, it was just the old abandoned buildings so we didn't mind so much, they're just a bunch of kids seeking for simple thrills. One of their members were attacked I've heard - from what I've gathered it happened a week or so ago" which this new information had highly peaked their interest. They ended up going to where the security office was and asked some questions about their experiences. When they were done recording the interview with the main boss of the security team, Jim, Zak asked him how they could get a hold of the security officer who was attacked. They had learned that the officer was actually a she, and knew only her last name through Jim mentioning her by last name only: Jäger.

"Now, how would one go about contacting and reaching this security officer Jäger?" Zak asked quizzically. Jim was about to answer when another security officer was walking through the door and hear Zak mention her name. "Oh, Jägermeister? You looking for her? Oh- hey! You're from that TV show Ghost Adventures!" he said.

"Yep that'd be up, and would you happen to know how to get a hold of her? We need to interview her about the incident from the other week". Zak said looking between the two security officers.

"I can give you her cellular phone number, if that would help" Jim said.

"Oh, Jim, please! I can take you to her right now if you'd like. I'm just getting off my shift in a minute and I know where she lives" the unnamed officer offered.

"You're just gonna drive to her house and not even tell her you're coming over, Miller?" Jim said raising an eyebrow to his crazy antics.

"Oh, Donohue! You have no faith in my actions" he laughed before turning to the three, "I'll give her a call while I change over and let you know what she says to going over now - if you're able to of course!"

"That'd be amazing, thank you!"

"Alrighty, it's settled! Wait right here and I'll be out in a couple minutes" he grinned, knowing he wasn't going to even send a text until probably the last minute.

*Fast forward to driving there*

Everyone was excited on their way to Jäger's house. David was because he was a fan of their show and because he loved bugging Dwight - one of many nicknames for her - by doing random stuff. This isn't the first time he randomly showed up to her house with no 'warning'. They were like family since they started working the same shifts together, like the mischievous cousins who get into trouble together. Aaron, Zak, and Billy all were excited to hear more about the event from the person who actually was there. And being guys they were wondering what she looked like, how old she was, if she was in the 'small and petite' or 'big and strong' category.

David called Aaron, having got his number before the lot left, and told him they were about five minutes away. Once he hung up on that phone call he called Dwight. He already knew she would be home, she told him she was planning on working on her car all day today. But he felt like he should at least tell her that he was on his way with some guests. After their little call and him standing outside of his truck he yelled for her to come on out of the garage. He could see with his peripheral vision that they had got out of the SUVs with Aaron and Billy carrying cameras.

"You probably won't be having the interview right this moment, she's probably covered in oil and grease working on her car. She'll likely ask to change out of it, she's been working on it all day" David said as he saw them drop their cameras to their sides and the garage door start to open.

Just as Aaron was about to say something they all directed their attention to the garage hearing a creeper hit the wall with a bang and a greased up girl falling flat on her back. They all went up to her to see if she was fine and alive, asking if she was okay.

"Oh, I'm just checking to make sure the floor still works. Don't...don't mind me" she said getting up with a hurt, sarcastic smile and chuckle. 'Well...she's got a sense of humor' Billy thought to himself. Aaron was glad to see she was alright, like the rest of the group. Zak was kind of surprised how fast she got up after hitting the floor so hard. David just kinda shrugged it off, he knew she would live. It's a fun life being David, it's all sarcasm and brotherly love. She took off her one glove, the other already having been taken off. "I'm Ruth Jäger, by the way. I don't know if you knew, but it's a pleasure to meet y'all" she smiled looking between the three men and held out her hand to Billy, who was closest to her.

"I'm Billy, nice to meet you Ruth" he said shaking my hand, it wasn't firm but still solid. Then came Aaron, "Aaron, nice to meet you" he said with a smile and a firmer handshake than Billy. Last came Zak, "I'm Zak, it's a pleasure to meet you - and on such short notice, we apologize for any inconvenience" he said with a 'Aaron firmness leveled' handshake. (Yes, you read that correctly). Ruth responded to each of them with a "Nice to meet you" and smile.

"Damn, you've got a pretty sweet ride there! What're you doing with the engine?" Aaron asked, in love with the black 1969 Chevelle behind her.

"The original engine block had a crack so I decided to switch for one that doesn't have a big crack" she said with warmth in her voice. "So David here" giving him a quick glance, "called me practically when he was turning into my driveway. He mentioned something about my report?"

"Yes! We found out about your report from a couple weeks ago and came here to ask you a few questions, listen to what happened, and - if you wouldn't mind - we would like you to go back to the spot that it happened with us on our lock down." Zak replied, not showing how mesmerized he was looking at her face. It was covered in oil, not a common look for a girl. But he liked it. So did Aaron and Billy when they looked from the Chevelle to her face as she spoke.

"Oh I'd be happy to answer questions, no problem! I think I'd be fine with going back there too - depending on the details and what not of course" she said looking at the three men. Then she took off her green button up, placing it on her front bumper. It was pretty baggy and saying it hid her figure would be an understatement. It revealed her overalls, buttoned but not on her shoulders. They were hanging down on the sides of her legs. If they were up on her shoulders you would be able to see her oily and grease spotted white tank top. Her tank top showed off her curves that were hidden when the green button up was on. It was just so big and baggy 'it had to have been to her mid thighs' Billy thought. 'Damn, she's got some nice headlights' went through Zak's train of thought as he fought not to just look at her figure and not her face.

They started talking about the Chevelle, the lock down, the technology, and you could see the sun starting to get low when Ruth asked "Hey, have y'all had anything to eat?"

"Just breakfast this morning, we were planning on getting food after the interview at the old insane asylum. But we decided to stop by with the guiding hand and GPS of David, so we could try not to interrupt your day too much" Billy answered for the crew.

"Well I have a big pot of chili inside and some hotdogs I've been planning on throwing on the barbecue if the three of you - and you too David - want to have any. You're more than welcome to come inside for a drink and something to eat if you'd like". The three men looked at each other, Ruth's kind and warm smile had already convinced Aaron, Zak was on board, and Billy was kind of skeptical.

"Yeah, I'm down for that" Aaron said with a big smile, which ended up anchoring the other twos answers, saying they would.

"Great! I hope y'all like sweet tea" Ruth said as they all walked out of the garage shutting it, "I made two homemade pitchers just yesterday".

"Awe shit, Dwight! You made your sweet tea!" David said getting excited like a twelve year old. "And pies" Ruth laughed as they walked up the front porch.

"Damn! You're turning Betty Crocker on us! Who are you? And please don't bring my friend back" David said holding up an arm to protect a swat of oily gloves on his side.

"Welcome to my life, where my coworker David is not actually a 21 year old - but actually my adopted 12 year old child" Ruth said laughing looking back to Billy, Zak, and Aaron.

'She's pretty nice and laid back, I like her' Zak thought as they walked inside her front door. She has a pretty decent sized house. Two stories tall, you could see a fenced in backyard, and a detached garage. When you walked in you were greeted with a giant living room to the left with a door to a office/study room, stairs to the second story slightly to the right in front of you, and on the other side of the wall with the stairs further right was a kitchen. It went from kitchen and into a dining room where it would connect behind the wall that covered the bottom of the stairs. Upstairs was where there was the bathroom, bedroom, and master bedroom with its own private bathroom, and another bedroom/collection room.

But you couldn't see that from just walking in. She slid off her greasy boots quickly, they weren't tied tight since she knew she was going to be lying down for most of her work. "Y'all are free to leave on your shoes as long as you didn't step in shit or oil" Ruth instructed the men. They all slipped off their shoes out of courtesy, and followed her into the kitchen. They all could smell how good the chili was on the stove. It made them that much more hungrier. Ruth grabbed some bowls and spoons and handed them to the four men, three standing awkwardly behind the island. All of them saying thank you as she handed them over. "Y'all go ahead and help yourselves to as much chili as your gut can handle" Ruth said with a small chuckle. She got out glasses and offered the lot drinks to go with their chili. "I'm gonna run upstairs and get out of these clothes before I die with all the heat from the garage and the chili cooking".

*Normal POV*

I ran up the stairs quickly and jumped in the shower real quick, not bothering to wash my hair since it was in a bun and I was wearing a bandana, so there wasn't any oil or grease really in my hair. 'Thank God' I thought. I've never had a shower this fast since when I was in boot camp. I quickly threw on some retro high-waist jean shorts, and a Coca-Cola shirt, and some black ankle socks. I put on some mascara, some liquid concealer to make my face even and not blotchy red from my shower, and a hint of natural looking blush. I threw my hair into a high ponytail and quickly made my way downstairs.

"Damn, that was fast" David said before taking a bite of chili, "your usual hour long showers went down to ten minutes - including getting dressed too. They teach you that in the Marines?"

"No all they taught us was how to eat crayons, and shoot blindfolded" I rolled my eyes as I got my bowl of chili.

"You were in the Marine Corps?" Aaron asked.

"Yep! Did eight years, straight out of high school" I said before taking a bite.

"Damn! What did you do while you were in?" Zak asked.

"My job was the machine gunner on the back of my helicopter" and then we all talked about the military, some of the military related investigations they've done and ended up talking about the interview. We decided to hold it in the morning since it was so late and already dark. It would be here at my house at ten in the morning, another day I had off thankfully.

I was talking to Zak about different times when we've both had paranormal experiences throughout our lives while Aaron, David and Billy started to talk history and collecting stuff from different periods of time in the living room. They migrated over some time ago to the other room. Which, the more they talked about history, David mentioned my collectors room with all my history collections. "Yo, Dwight? Mind if I show them your collection?" he asked from the room over.

"Go for it Davy Jones" I laughed as I turned back to Zak who was telling me about the places he wants to go investigate and how he is trying to find new locations to investigate. I gave out a laugh and said, "Well my house is haunted, you could always try here".

"And what makes you say that?" he said smiling with a laugh.

"Just the everyday spoonful of paranormal spooky scariness" I chuckled.

"'The everyday spoonful of paranormal spooky scariness'? Of course, how could I have forgotten about that step in the investigation" Zak laughed.

"Well! When I see shadows moving and hear noises at night - this isn't Ghostbusters!" I said throwing my hands up a little while giving out another small laugh, "I can't call anyone to solve my problem. There's no one in TC I can call".

"Now that's not true, look here...grab your phone and call this number...right...here!" Zak said pulling out his phone and looking something up. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and opened my contacts. I put the number on his screen in my phone but there was no name or anything. Just the phone number on a notes app.

"Alrighty, now where does this lovely number direct me to?" I asked with a eyebrow raised.

"That lovely number will direct you to someone in Traverse City if you ever need any assistance with your everyday spoonful of paranormal spooky scariness". I looked at him for a couple of seconds with a 'oh really now' facial expression. "What?" he chuckled.

"Is this your number, Mr. Zak Bagans?" I laughed.

"What! Nooooo, of course not!" he denied terribly on purpose.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yep!" he said and then I hit the 'call' button and his phone started to vibrate from an incoming call. "Damn, well played. Well played" he said raising his glass of sweet tea as a toast before taking a drink.

"Well think of it this way - now you have my number in case you have 5000 questions about 'The life of Ruth and her everyday spoonful of paranormal spooky scariness'"

"Oh can I? Really?" he smiled.

"Yes, you have my permission"

"Then it's settled!"

"What is?" I said raising my eyebrow again with a chuckle.

"I shall think of 5000 questions to ask you! I will ask you the break of dawn, dusk, three in the morning when I'm raiding the fridge for snacks, anytime. Anywhere!" he said making us both laugh. I studied his face more, we were sitting next to each other at my island on my stools. But we were turned to face each other. He was pretty good looking, even more so now in person, and to think he's sitting here in my kitchen with me. We sat in a short silence, studying each, and then suddenly we heard the guys loud footsteps and talking coming down the stairs.

"Hey Zak! I think it's about time we head to our hotel rooms now. It's getting pretty late and I'm sure we all need sleep for the interview tomorrow since it's in the morning"

"Yeah, you're right we should get going soon" Zak said to the three who were now in the kitchen with us.

The three all packed up and we all said our goodbyes and thanked me for dinner before they left. David was considering staying the night, I could tell. I told him he was free to stay the night which he ended up doing. I live closer to work than he does and he works a day shift in the morning, so it all works out just dandy.