They pulled up in front of your apartment after fighting through the New York traffic. You lead them up the stairs, which made you feel bad since they had all that heavy equipment on their backs and carrying some of the devices in their hands made it difficult for them to hold any of the railings. You were in front, Egon was behind you, Ray behind him, then Winston in the back. Ray was asking you more questions about what had happened the night before,

"So, what exactly happened when you got home from the bar? If you don't mind my asking..."

"Well, I got some water from my fridge and sat on my couch to relax and prevent a hangover." You chuckled a little out of breath from the continuing journey up the stairs.

"And did anything happen around that time?" Ray questioned.

"No, actually it all started after I woke up," You replied.

"What time was it when you woke up?" Egon spoke up from behind which made you stumble, he had been quiet the whole walk up, scanning floor-by-floor as you went up. Due to his sudden input, you fell backwards and he caught you with a 'oomph', the weight of the proton pack made him fall back into Ray who almost made Winston go down hard but grabbed him before he went down.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry." You said tilting your head back and looking into Egon's glasses, which magnified his chocolate brown eyes.

"It's alright, but would you kindly lean forward, my proton pack is making it difficult to stand back up straight while holding you from falling back." He said in a monotone voice that was more distracting than order-giving.

Your breath was fogging his glasses and he seemed to notice as you leaned back up to settle back on the step, "Oh, yes...again I am so sorry for losing my balance, these stairs aren't the safest and the owner won't get them fixed." You told this little white lie to cover your clumsiness.

After taking his glasses off to wipe them, Egon turned to help Ray and Winston get straightened out.

You finally reached the door to your apartment and unlocked it with your keys, slowly to (hopefully) make sure nothing was going to happen. The 3 men walked in behind you, and you closed the door after Winston walked in last.

"So, since there are no interruptions this time, what was the time you woke up that these events started happening?" Egon asked again.

"Um, it was around 10pm." You chuckled nervously, blushing about what they could possibly be going to ask next.

"And what did you do after you woke up?" Egon asked the worst question yet.

"I u-um...I was getting ready to take a bath and that's when the noises from my room started." You noticed Ray was scanning the door to your room with a P.K.E Meter.

"Uh-huh, so then after that what happened?" Egon asked.

"I got out to see what it was, and then saw the black mass I mentioned before dart through my front door, but the strange thing is that my bedroom door was closed when I went in for my bath. It was open when I heard the noises in my room, why would it need to open one door but not another?" You asked crossing your arms worriedly.

"Well sometimes it takes a spirit more energy to do one thing over another, it may have had the energy to move one door, but just phased through the other, it's very common." Ray said nonchalantly.

"Oh, so what kind of readings are you getting with that thing?" You asked Ray with childish curiosity.

"It's picking up something, but it's faint. The best thing I could suggest is if this thing was a black mass entity it could get stronger and possibly more dangerous...She should find a place to stay until we clear the spirit out." Ray said with a simple nod to the other two.

"Do you have any places to stay?" Winston asked walking closer to the rest of you after standing guard at the door.

"Not really, my mom lives out of the city, I'm applying for colleges, I don't have a job to afford a hotel and all my friends who got accepted to their colleges are staying in private dorm rooms." You sighed in defeat.

"Well, there is one thing we could do," Ray paused and put his hand to his chin thoughtfully, "She could stay at the firehouse with us, it's not like Pete stays in his bed half the time anyway since he has his own apartment with Dana and Oscar."

"Ray, you're not serious...a complete stranger, and a client no less (*mumbles* if we even take her as a client), staying with three men in a firehouse-turned-ghost hunting business? I don't think that's such a good idea." Winston piped up.

"There's the spare bed on the other side of the room? Plus how often do we actually sleep, we're always out on calls sometimes later than usual, or Egon's in the lab analyzing things and Winston, you're always up late watching TV in the lounge." Ray explained trying to make it count.

Egon sighed defeatedly, "Fine, but we should clean it first just to be kind about it."

Winston just shook his head, Ray was beaming with a victorious smile across his face, Egon was wondering why Ray *someone who NEVER gets majorly involved with the clients (except Dana)* was making such a odd decision. You shrugged happily and went to your room, while Ray stood guard in the doorway, and packed some things to wear. You didn't know how long this was going to take, but oh boy was this going to be fun.