Two days later.

"I'm sorry it didn't work out, Peter," Dani told the man as she, Ray and Dr. Venkman sat around Janine's desk.. "I guess Egon, Janine, and Winston weren't ready."

"I kinda figured that," Peter replied. "I mean technically I'm still a tiny bit unstable, but I probably wouldn't be if all these lingering thoughts would go away. They're more far and few between because I've been spending time with you and Ray, but the others still bring them back."

"You're trying," Ray said. "That's what counts." Peter gave his friend a small, sad smile.

"Thanks, Ray. I'm glad you're on my side," Dr. Venkman responded. "Did I mention how sorry I am? Because I really am."

"About a million times," Dr. Stantz replied. "And I have to say it's really working. I'm almost inclined to forgive you completely."

"Almost?" Peter repeated in slightly hurt tone. "Dani forgave me even before she talked to me again." He looked at the blonde. "You know I'm actually kinda confused on that point. Why did you?" She looked back him a second taking a sip from her drink.

"Because in some way this was my fault," she answered quietly.

"You're fault!?!" The two men shouted.

"You can't blame this on yourself," Ray said. "You didn't do anything."

"That's why."

"Dani, that's ridiculous," Peter continued. "You can't blame yourself for something another person did. Your conscience doesn't need that kind of pressure. I bet Jiminy Cricket would tell you the same thing because you definitely didn't see Pinocchio blaming himself for the stuff those thieves did."

"Pinocchio was a puppet," Dani said. "I'm a real girl." She frowned. "Of course, there's every chance in the world I could be turned in a puppet because I hang out with you guys."

"That'll never happen," Ray assured her. "Well, there was that one time when a dragon from one of Slimer's books came to life. But we've never been turned into toys. Not unless you count that time we were shrunk down to a few inches. Good thing we turned back or Janine would have had the time of her life with a three inch Egon. Than there was the time we --" Peter clamped a hand over his friend's mouth.

"I think she gets the point, Ray." He removed his hand.

"Sorry. She's used to my ramblings though."

"Yeah. Someday I'm thinking about writing a book entitled "The Ramblings of Dr. Ray Stantz: The Ghostbusters Experience From the World's Oldest Child"," Dani said. Peter laughed.

"Hey," Ray protested. "That's not funny."

"Ray, you know I love you," Dani told him. "I would never title it that. It would definitely have to be shorter because heaven knows it'll probably be the longest book since "War and Peace"." Dr. Venkman continued to laugh feeling the best he had in a while. Ray on the other hand continued to pout.

"I really don't think that's funny," Dr. Stantz said. Before Dani or Peter could say anything to console their friend Ecto-1 rolled into the firehouse. "It must have taken Winston and Egon a really long time today. Just of the two running after class fives is really tricky."

"It's their own fault," Egon's cousin said. "They chose to do it by themselves. Both you and Peter are capable of doing the job, but they're letting their emotions get in the way. Sometimes you gotta ignore that stuff and get the job done." Peter looked at the young woman.

"Have you ever considered being a psychologist?" Dr. Venkman inquired. She made a face.

"I told you, Peter. When I grow up I want to be a Ghostbuster," she said with a grin.

"When you do grow up take Ray with you," Peter told her. Ray shot him a look and Dr. Venkman just gave him an innocent smile. Dani shook her head at the two men. At least they were getting along again and that was the important thing. Now the next thing was to get all of them to do this.

"Dani, would you mind getting out of my chair?" The blonde glanced at Janine who was now standing on her left. "I'd like to fix any damage you may have caused."

"You do realize that was one time," Dani replied as she got up not asking why the red-head was back. "I mean do I get any slack?"

"No," the secretary answered. She looked at the scattered papers on the desk and picked up handful than pointed at the filing cabinets. "You know there's a reason why that's there." Dani gave her a bemused look.

"I thought that was just decoration. Who knew it had a purpose?"

"You're skating on thin ice, Dani," the secretary told her. Janine turned to Peter who was started to stand up. "And you're not going anywhere, Peter Venkman. You will help me file these papers because you owe me."

"I owe you?"

"When you were gone I had to put in some overtime," Janine said. "Doing some of your chores because Dani couldn't. You're lucky she doesn't ask for a raise."

"I didn't realize we were paying for her psychic visions," Winston added as he joined the little group around Janine's desk. "Than again I didn't realize we were paying her at all."

"She works on commission I believe," Egon added as he came up to the desk. "Peter, I was looking over some of your old research the other day. Perhaps you should consider writing a paper taking some of that old information and including some of your experiences over the past few years. I'm sure there would be quite an audience for it. Especially in the field of psychology."

"Audience?"

"Man, what's up with you?" Winston asked. "You're acting like you we aren't speaking English."

"I'm just surprised," Dr. Venkman confessed. "You're talking to me."

"Quite perceptive," Dr. Spengler retorted.

"Can I ask why?" Peter inquired.

"Seeing as you already have I suppose you do deserve an answer," Egon replied. "Janine, Winston, and I had a long discussion."

"And you were topic of the day," Zeddemore added.

"It wasn't something that was easy," Janine interjected. "But we did it."

"I thought you guys were on a bust," Ray said.

"We were," Winston responded. "And we were also near Janine's so we stopped in and it led to this."

"Does this mean you guys no longer hate me?" Dr. Venkman asked.

"The question was never whether we hated you or not," Egon said. "It was whether we could trust you again and whether we should forgive you." Dr. Spengler adjusted his glasses. "We've all been friends a long time, Peter." Dani cleared her throat. "Dani being the exception. Anyhow, you've always been there when we've needed you. You have done anything to make us question your loyalty to any of us and this business."

"Except for those few little incidents," Janine piped up.

"Those aside we believe you have made up for what you did," Dr. Spengler continued. "You are not officially forgiven, but we will no longer exclude you or Ray any longer from anything."

"That's good," Dani sighed. "They were driving me crazy." Egon looked at his cousin. She made a motion across her lips as if she zipping them and Dr. Spengler turned back to Peter.

"However, you will be required to put in some extra work," Egon carried on. "Chores, maintenance, and whatever else we believe is necessary. Some focus might help not only you, but the rest of us as well."

"Whatever it takes," Peter told him. "Just talk to me again."

"You got it, man," Winston said. He clamped his hand on Peter's back. "Just don't pull anymore crazy stunts like that again. You're only allowed the ones that save our asses on the job. Egon doesn't work like that. I had to make he didn't a long walk off a short pier yesterday while I was also zapping a nasty goober. It hasn't been that easy over the past two days."

"I'd say we did a rather good job," Dr. Spengler replied. "And that pier should have had a sign. I'm sure I have not been the only who almost fell off."

"Just like you probably aren't the only who has walked into traffic and miraculously not been hit because your nose was in a book," Peter told him. "You almost gave me and Ray a heart attack."

"I never meant to do that," Egon defended himself.

"How about the time Egon invented those shoes?" Winston asked. "He lasted about two seconds in the air before almost becoming sidewalk pizza. He was lucky we had him tie that cord around him." Dr. Spengler lips became a thin line on his face as Janine carried on the fun bashing.

"Or the time he and I --"

"That will be quite enough!" Egon exclaimed. "Unless you all really feel the need to continue this in another realm you may never return from." The group grew quiet. "Now, I believe someone has some work to do. There are a few traps in the car that need to inserted into the containment unit."

"I'm on it," Peter said. He got up and started toward the car.

"Oh, I've got one," Dani chirped. Her cousin turned to the young woman with a glare. "Remember that time you and I were in the lab about a month ago?"

"Dani," Egon warned.

"And it was so funny," she persisted. "Egon started going on about a few secrets."

"Dani," Dr. Spengler repeated. He walked over to the young woman and she glanced at him carefully.

"Anyway, they were about you guys and they were hilarious." She smiled brightly. "One of them had to do with a dream and in it --" Egon reached for her and she evaded his long arm by going around the sitting Melnitz. Egon didn't give up that easily and went after as she continued going around the desk. "Guys, help me." Winston reached for her and started to tickle her. "Hey, no fair."

"Yeah, I want to hear the story," Janine said. Egon came up behind his cousin and started tickling her as well.

"Stop!" She screamed with delight. "Hey, I'm injured."

"No, you're fine," Ray told her. She glared at him. "Your sling is gone and you haven't complained about any pain." Dr. Spengler continued to tickle the young woman as she tried in vain to get him to stop.

"Ahh!" Dani yelled and broke away from the tickling hands. She started up the stairs. "One of these days, Egon, I'm gonna tell Janine."

"Not today." Dr. Spengler raced after her and she shrieked in delight as the two Spenglers ran around. Winston and Ray looked at each other.

"Who should we help?" Winston asked.

"Egon," Ray answered. The two nodded than ran up the stairs after them. Peter glanced at Janine.

"And I'm the crazy one?"

"Hey, takes one to know one," Janine replied. "In this case we know every single one."