Chapter 5:

The apartment

Dec 2,3,4 2000

At her house Janine went to the kitchen and put some water to boil.

"I'm glade that you came over Egon." She called from the kitchen.

"Yeah, me too. It's getting chilly outside." He sat down of the couch and turned the TV on. There was a newscast saying that it was supposed to snow in New York later that night. Outside in the pitch black, Peter snuck around the side of the house looking for an opened window. She always left on open. "There's got to be a way in." He said to himself. He looked though a window. He could see the lights on and that was about it. Just then the blinds rose. He fell back in surprise. Janine opened the window and threw out some dirty, soap water. He got all over Peter. "Great, now I wont have to take a bath." He muttered as he wiped his hands over his face trying to get rid of the suds. She closed the window and the blind when she was finished. "That was my best chance in." Peter said under his breath. Peter walked around to the other side of the house. He knew he had to find a way in there. Something would come up. He was sure of it. He heard something scratching at the air vent under the window. "Bingo a way in." he called out. He reached into his purse and took out his pocketknife. He never leaves home with out it. He slowly, trying not to make to much noise, unscrewed the four screws and he jumped back. "Ahhhhh…." He hollered as a cat jumped out and clinked to him. It was Buster Janine's calico cat that was missing for months. He rubbed Peter's face to 'say thank you for the rescue'. The cat went back inside the air vent. Another cat, this one white, with her 5 kittens stumbled out. "Well, Well, Well." Peter mumbled. The cats just sat in his lap and purred. Slimer came around the corner.

"Slimer?' the green ghost stopped. He recognized the voice of Peter.

"Pete-r?"

"Yeah spud, it's me. Shhh." The ghost just laughed and pointed at him.

"Shhh." He turned to the ghost. "I need your help. I want you to put these kittens at the front door and ring the bell. So that's what the ghost did. He hid around the corner next to Peter. The doorbell rang.

"Egon will you get that?" Egon pulled open the door. "Yes…." His eyes got really big when he saw whom it was. "Buster." He Yelled.

"What did you say Egon?" Janine called from the kitchen.

"It's Buster and his girlfriend and their kittens." He closed the door. Buster walked around Egon and purred. Buster looked around at the other kittens and noticed that he only had 4. He ran to the door and scratched at it. There was a little scratch back. Egon walked to the door and opened it. A tiny orange kitten cried out and went inside. It walked up to Egon and sat down for a minute. Then it climbed up his left pant's leg. Every time that it went farther up it dug its claws into him. It was like bees sting him all over. The kitten made it's way up to Egon's shoulder and curled up into a ball. Janine came in the den.

"Wow, Buster." She grabbed the calico up in her arms and kissed it on the head. Her eyes looked over at Egon. "I see that one likes you." She giggled at the sight as she picked the sleeping cat from his shoulder.

"Yeah," he smiled, "But his claws hurt." He looked down at his left side. Droplets of blood were shown though his clothes.

"You're bleeding." She got closer to him.

"Don't worry about it. It's nothing." A bell from the kitchen went off. Janine disappeared and was back with two mugs of hot chocolate.

"Here you are." She handed a mug to him. "It's hot so watch out." She always had to tell him some warning like that. Peter slowly made his was through the vents. He made a left turn and was right over Egon and Janine. He watched them closely. Janine sat down next to Egon on the couch. They ended up turning the station and watching an old rerun of Jerry Springer. It was probably the only thing they had in common with each other. Egon put his left arm around Janine. "This is going to get good." Peter said to himself. She reached over and touched his leg. He felt every nerve in his body go off at once and was loving it. He got a great sensation of warmth being close to her.

"I really must go this time." Egon called as he got up.

"But…But…" Janine started. Egon put the mugs up and went to the door. He opened it.

"Egon."

"Yes," He turned and looked down at her.

"I know that you are going to hate me for this but I want to do it…." She put her hands around his neck, making him lean down. She kissed him on the lips. When she let go of him he just stood there. She thought he was mad.

"How….How…. could I hate you?" He slowly looked back at her and bushed the back of his hand against her cheek. She felt chills run up her spine. His lips sought hers and she just let things fall into place. Their tongues got tangled together. With every deep breath was a source of warm pleasure they both felt. He shut the door and it slammed. That scared Peter, for he was watching them intensely. He watched Egon as he picked up Janine and left the room.

To be continued………………………..