Conclusion

Roman tucked Kate in tight behind him when the door flew wide open. The wails continued to fill the house. Lights clicked on inside the bedroom, though the rest of the house remained pitch black. They watched in amazement as a ghostly figure came running out of the room. Karen O'Malley was headed straight towards Roman at full speed. He tried to dodge out of the way but it was too late. An icy sensation prickled his skin as he watched her move through the right half of his body. Stunned, Roman was frozen in place, by the time he turned around the ghost had disappeared down the stairs.

Kate was hysterical, "Roman, oh my god, Roman? Are you okay? Did you see that, it was insane. She went right through you. Oh my god, we have to get out of here," Kate clawed at him, grabbing his arm. "Come on, let's go, let's go, right now." She tugged him, pleading for Roman to leave.

He grabbed her shoulders trying to calm her down, "Kate, take a deep breath."

"No, no, come on let's go. We have to get out..."

"Kate. Kate, look at me. Kate." He shook her slightly to snap her out of the panicked state she was in. "Calm down, take a deep breath." She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. "Okay, okay, that's better. We're going to be fine," he reassured her. When the light flickered and came back on, Kate managed a weak smile. Roman touched her cheek, "Are you okay now?" She nodded slowly. "Alright, I'm going in the room to check it out. Do you want to wait out here?"

"Hell no, I'm coming with you." Kate clung to the back of his shirt and followed him into the bedroom.

The room was empty, except for a piece of paper lying on the middle of the bed. Roman picked it up and held it out for Kate to see. She read it out loud, "It's over. Goodbye for eternity. Karen." Roman turned the paper over, it was blank on the back. When he turned it over again the writing was gone. "What? Roman there, there, was writing on that paper. What's going on?" Kate's voice was shaky.

"I have no idea but this keeps getting creepier, let's get out of here. You can stay at my place tonight." He crumpled the paper and tossed it back on the bed. Then he placed his arm around Kate and led her slowly downstairs and across to his house.

***

The following day Kate had packed up her things and moved back to the Salem Inn. Now six months later she was moving once again. Roman looked around his house at all the boxes and things that were piling up, wondering where they were going to put all of Kate's stuff.

He cleared a place on the couch and plopped down. His mind drifted back to that night.

When they were safely inside Roman's house Kate fell in his arms. He held her until she finally calmed down. She whispered in his ear, "Roman you can't tell anyone about what happened tonight." She pulled back and looked into his eyes, "This has to stay between you and me, our little secret. People will think we're crazy for one thing, plus there's no way I'll be able to sell that house if word gets out about what happened."

Roman raised his eyebrows, "Kate you know what they say about people who share a secret? It bonds them, forever."

Finally she smiled at him, that dazzling smile, that lit up her whole face, "Roman, we went from hating each other to great sex. Maybe we should work on the in between stuff before we start using words like forever."

He laughed, "Yeah, you're probably right. Besides the poison ivy puts a bit of a damper on the great sex anyway."

"Mmm, but there's always this." She placed a light kiss on his lips, then kissed him a little harder, nipping on his bottom lip as she pulled back.

Roman was brought back to the present when Kate sat down on his lap and put her arms around his neck, "What are you thinking about?" she asked softly.

"You, me, kissing, words like great sex and forever," he replied with a grin.

"Well why don't we turn those words into actions." The kiss he'd been dreaming about came to life and before long they were well on their way to great sex too. When Roman lay her down on the couch and moved on top of her one of them hit the remote and the television clicked on. Unfortunately the mood was spoiled when they both started to laugh uncontrollably at the song coming from the television, "There's something weird in the neighborhood, who're you gonna call? GHOSTBUSTERS!"