Egon was sitting in Janine's parents apartment, talking softly to Mrs. Melnitz.
"She's your daughter," he said helplessly. "If you want us to call off the search, I'll tell the guys."
She nodded. "Leave it for another week or two. Then I'll think about it again."
Neither heard the phone ring, until Doris peeked in on them. "Egon," she said. "Dr. Venkman is on the phone."
Egon excused himself, and went to answer the phone. "What's wrong Peter?" he asked.
On the other end, Peter's voice was excited. "They found her Spengs," he practically yelled into the phone. "They have her at Battery Park. They're waiting for us to come and ID her."
Egon felt his legs almost give out. "They what?" he breathed into the phone.
"They say they have Janine." Peter repeated. "We'll be over in five."
The phone went dead, but Egon still held it, not daring to hang it up. She was alive. She was alive and in Battery Park. A soft sob escaped his lips, and both Doris and her mother looked at him curious.
"What did Dr. Venkman say?" Mrs. Melnitz asked. Egon looked at both women.
"They've found her," he whispered, not daring to believe it himself. Doris grabbed her mother, who almost collapsed, tears forming in her eyes. Egon walked over to her, taking her hands.
'They're on their way to pick me up. I'll call you if it's her. Don't worry."
Mrs. Melnitz tightened her grip on his hands, then let go. "Go find her," she said. Egon smiled, then raced out the door.
"Where is she?" Peter asked as the guys reached the officer. The man pointed.
"In there," he said. "She wouldn't leave. She's fighting us like a wild animal."
He followed them into the park. " We're almost sure it's her. She's changed from the picture you guys gave us."
Egon heard her first. "Let me go, you monsters!" Four men rushed towards the sound of her voice, to see Janine fighting with two police officers who were holding her. That's when they noticed her hair and her attire.
"Let go of me!" she screamed. "I belong to the DeWinters!" She looked up to see Egon standing there. Ripping herself from the officers grasp, she rushed towards Egon, throwing herself into his arms.
"Christopher," she said. "Tell them I belong to you." Clutching Egon, she turned to snarl at the two officers. "Be grateful if they don't smite you down where you stand."
Egon, both shocked that she ran straight for him, and relieved that she was actually alive, didn't really notice anything she'd said or done. He held her, while the other three talked with the police. Then she pulled away.
Janine reappeared in a forest, disoriented. She had no idea where she was or how far from home. Then two men came upon her and prevented her from escaping. She'd tried to tell them who she belonged to, but they wouldn't listen.
She'd heard Magdaline tell stories of men who didn't respect the bracelets, and kidnapped the slaves for their own purposes. Then she started to panic.
She started struggling and screaming, hoping someone would hear her and come to her rescue. Then from the corner of her eye, she saw Christopher come into the clearing with his brothers. Ripping from the men's grasp, ran to him, flinging herself into his embrace. He'd found her. He'd take care of these men, whoever they were.
She felt Christopher's arms around her, stroking her back, and she began to relax, knowing everything was going to be fine. Even Michael couldn't fault her for this one.
Glancing towards Michael briefly, she noticed his outfit was different. That's when she heard him speak.
"That's Janine Melnitz. She's our secretary. We'll take full responsibility for her. We're just glad you guys found her..."
That wasn't Michael's usual tone of voice. Melnitz? she thought. Secretary?
Then she noticed the little emblem of a ghost on Michael's shirt sleeve. Why would Michael have a ghost patch on his clothes.
She gasped, pulling away from Christopher, her attention still on Michael. He looked over at her, concern in his eyes.
"Janine?" This wasn't Michael. From the depths of her memory another name floated up. A person that had the same face. Stepping back, she looked at Christopher who carried the same concerned look on his face.
I'm home.
NO!
Shaking her head, she stepped back again, looking for Raymond, thinking this was all a cruel joke. They can't pull her into another world, give her no hope of returning, make her fall in love, then pull her back into this cold world. It wasn't fair.
It wasn't fair!
Someone stepped out of the shadows from behind Raymond. He looked at her with the same concern in his eyes.
"Janine?" Darius asked.
"No," she whispered, her mind refusing to take any more. Blackness flew over her, and she welcomed it.
Peter was the first one there, catching her before she hit the ground. Behind them, they could hear the sirens of the ambulance approaching. He looked up at his friends.
No one said anything until the paramedics came.