Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters.. And I don't own "If Only" ABC Family does.
A/N: This is a story that uses the Real Ghostbusters characters in the "If Only" story plot. There are a few fluctuations in the plot, considering that I had to watch the movie several times, and had to change it to fit with the Ghostbusters. Also, if you don't like character death, please, refrain from reading this story. Thank you, and enjoy!
When Seconds Feel Like Forever
It had been a long day for the Ghostbusters. All four men were grateful to be back at the firehouse, and able to rest. Peter, the brown haired, unofficial leader, immediately headed upstairs and collapsed in front of the television. Ray, the red headed, heart of the Ghostbusters, and Winston an African American, both followed without a word. Egon, the blonde, and brains of thr group, stopped in front of their red-headed secretary, Janine's desk. It was empty, so he assumed that she went home for the night. Sighing doggedly, he picked up a manila folder, and headed for his lab. He felt a slight anxiety, as he stood alone in the empty lab, and flipped through the contents of the folder.
"I have that presentation tomorrow..." he said to himself, as a kind of feeble reminder.
He then heard a soft knocking on the door of the lab.
"Egon, are you in there?" a female voice asked, slightly muffled from the thickness of the wooden door.
Egon immediately recognized the voice,
"Janine, it's open." he called as he checked on the small beakers full of different colors of ectoplasm.
Janine walked in the lab, as if the roof were about to collapse on top of them.
"Egon, you should really go to bed. You're gonna work yourself to death!" she said, putting her arms around his waist.
"Janine, I must prepare for this presentation. It's very important. It may be the only chance I have to get a job back at the college!" Egon said, his back still facing her.
"Well, you didn't forget about tomorrow, did you?" she asked.
"I'm sorry, but could you remind me later, I'm kinda in the middle of something here..." he said.
Janine scowled,
"I'm going to remind you now. It's my singing concert!" she said, growing slightly angry.
"I didn't know you sang." Egon answered, as he jotted down some notes onto a nearby clipboard.
"I only studied for three years!" Janine said, obviously agitated, " I can't believe you forgot, you workaholic! I expect you to be there ,Egon."
Egon waved his hand casually
"Yes, I'll try to be there. It depends on how long my meeting it, though." he answered
"You'll never get it!" She snarled, as she stormed out of the lab, slamming the door roughly behind her.
It was only then, that Egon turned around. Sighing, he put his research down, and went after her.
"Janine, wait!" he called, after her.
"What do you want!" she asked, her back to him.
"I'm sorry. It's just that...work it really important, and this job is a one-time opportunity. I'll try my hardest to make it to your concert. You know how much you mean to me. " he said, hugging her.
Her look softened, and she turned towards him.
"Alright," she said, " Just head to bed now. I don't want you to be tired for your big conference tomorrow."
Egon smiled softly,
"Alright." he said, " I just have to shut off the burners, and I'll get some sleep."
"Promise?" she asked, in a child-like tone.
"I'm always serious, Janine. You know that." he said.
"Okay. I'll be back tomorrow, to check on you in the morning." she said, exiting the building.
Egon watched her leave, as he headed up the stairs to turn off the burners, and head to bed.
"Well Spengs, you almost blew it." Peter said, glancing at him from the couch.
Egon looked up, sighed, and went to the lab, as he promised Janine. He turned off the Bunsen burners, and headed to bed.
He fell asleep a lot quicker than he thought.
Meanwhile, Ray, Winston, and Peter walked to their table to eat some of the left over Chinese food.
"Where's Egon?" Ray asked.
"I think he went to bed. He was obsessing over his presentation tomorrow. I bet he's just bunked in for the night." Winston said, " And I doubt that the argument with Janine helped."
"Well, he was really looking forward to that job at the college." Ray answered, " I think that when we were fired, it was kinda hard on him."
Peter nodded.
"We just won't take him on any busts tomorrow, that's all. We'll let him rest. Maybe just him and Janine." he suggested.
"And what if they start at each other's throats?" Winston asked.
"Well, in that case, we'll have to call animal control." Peter joked.
The three laughed, and finished the food.
"I'm gonna put some aside for Spengs. Just incase he gets hungry." Ray said, spooning food onto a paper plate, and covering it with clear, plastic wrap.
Placing it in the fridge, he followed the others. Egon was totally crashed when they found him."
Told you he was asleep. " Peter said, putting a blanket over Egon's still form.
When the others went to sleep themselves, the entire house was filled with Peter, Ray, and Slimer's light snoring.