Chapter 24:

Help is on the way

6/26, 7/11-15, 7/17, 7/21 2002

Inside the firehouse:

Winston went to empty the traps while Ray went up to Janine's desk.

"More calls guys. Why are there so many all of a sudden?" Janine inquired.

"Don't know Janine." Winston came back from the basement. "More calls? When will our day be over?" Ray looked over at Slimer as he floated up to them. "Slimer you stay here with Janine. We will talk to you later about what you did." Ray and Winston got back in Ecto and flashed the lights. Outside the firehouse the ghostgirl was thinking about a way in. This is where they went. Now just to find a way in there with out being seen by anyone. The doors flew open to her surprise. She floated in hoping that she wouldn't be seen. She slid on in. No one can see me? No one did anything different. She floated by the lockers when she saw Slimer standing there looking at were Ecto had been. She didn't want to be noticed right away. She didn't want to scare him and make another scene to get him in to trouble especially not at what was supposed to be his house.

"What did you do this time Slimer?" Janine asked knowing that Slimer might lie to her.

"I did nothing wrong. Tried to save friendly ghost."

"Who Casper?" Janine joked. Slimer didn't get the joke though. "No really I don't believe in to many friendly ghost Slimer."

"Well, it true."

"I guess that I have to baby sit you. Can you behave?"

"Yes," Slimer went into the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat in the fridge. With Peter gone, there usually wasn't anything in there. Ray and Winston

always went out. Slimer opened the fridge and found little in there, which made him think of Peter. Is he coming home or even Egon? He floated back to where Janine was. She looked up and rolled her eyes when she saw him. She could tell he looked lonely.
"What is it Slimer? Are you mad cause the guys wouldn't let you go with them?"
"Well, me…." He swallowed "Me miss Peter."
"Me too Slimer me too. Why, I don't know. We never get along with it each other at all." She smiled. She couldn't believe that she missed him that much. "I guess he really is part of this family."
"Me also worried about Egon. Me want to see him. When he coming back?" Janine stared at Slimer funny then she realized that he had no clue where the two of them really went. No one told him the whole story. I thought he knew. He just thinks they left not that they are missing somewhere in the unknown. How to explain it to him though? I can't just tell him straight up can I? This is a sensitive area. He floated up right behind her. He then pointed to the picture of Egon that was sitting on her desk. "I see you miss him too."

"Oh," Janine smiled. "The picture. Yes."

"I know that you love him!"

"Slimer!" she yelled even though she knew that he was right.

"Me know it true, me know it true." Janine got up from her chair. "Slimer getting out of here." The ghost went though the ceiling to the 2nd floor.

"The nerve of him." She yelled as she shook her head. Slimer stuck his head between the floors. She picked up the picture of Egon. "He's right. I do love you Egon. I hope I can hold you in my arms again."

"Slimer knew it. She does love him. I knew it all along. I knew that something was up between them. I could read it in their eyes." He smiled. Slimer thought it was better to let Janine be alone with her thoughts. He thought that taking a nap would get his mind off Peter and Egon. He floated to Peter's bed, "Me lay on Peter bed. He won't mind this time." He laid down right on the pillow.

Downstairs the ghostgirl came out of her hiding place. Janine felt a cold wind.

"Who's there?" she questioned. Does she not see me? The ghostgirl thought.

"Slimer it that you?" Janine got up from her desk and went to the edge of the staircase. "Slimer!" she yelled. Nothing "It better not be you playing tricks on me now! If I find out it's you. I will personally kill you!" she screamed. Oh, the ghostgirl looked confused for a second I don't think that she sees me but I know she feels my presents here. Janine felt another cold wind but this time is was colder. "Burr." She sighed. "If it's not you Slimer, then who?" she sat back down in her desk chair and rolled it forward. I know that I'm not going crazy. Why do I feel this cold wind? Her face shows confusion now, especially inside? She looked at the picture of Egon. Could it be? She picked up the picture and placed it on her chest. "I wish this frame had arms to hold me tight like you do. I need the comfort more then ever now." She smiled and replaced the picture back down. The ghostgirl floated closer to her. Why is she so sad? She looked around. Um…What's she looking at? The ghost girl noticed the picture on her desk. It was that of Egon. She gave a confused look. Wait a minute that's…… she sighed as she recognized the person in the picture. That's the man I was supposed to be watching, a pause and a sigh the one that I just lost not to long ago. Is that why she's so upset? What did he do to her?

"Egon, I can't wait to see you again. The baby and I need you here. I don't think that I can emotionally do this without someone. And I want that person to be you. I don't think that I can go on alone." She picked up the picture of him and kissed it.

Baby? She's having a baby with him? How can that be? I mean…She shook the thought. So, this is where the man I was supposed to protect, lives. Then I have to find him. I have to bring them back together. I have to do something if I leave though, I risk 'The Green Gang' finding me and hurting this people. What's my connection with Janine? Oh what a petty name. Wait there I go again knowing her name but never meeting her. What's with that? She couldn't figure out the answer but she smiled looking down at Janine talking on the phone. I've never meet anyone so… so beautiful… If I can't protect Egon then I have to protect her. I have to find out all I can about them, all of them. So I guess that I staying right here for right now. No one will know that I'm here.

Terror Mountain:

Peter jumped up and they took off.

"Faster." Master Meems looked around quickly.

"We will never make it. Split up." Master Tibo said but Peter had an idea.

"No, plaster to the sides of the wall."

"What?" all asked.

"Like this." Peter got as close to the wall as he could.

"Oh," the rest of them got on their hind legs and did as Peter. The walls were all slimy but what choice did they have.

They held their breaths and closed their eyes. "I don't know how long we can do this." Said the red one. He was holding on as long as we could. This better work, this better work. Peter kept telling himself. He felt a rat scurry by his foot. Oh no not that, anything but rats. The Bats flew by like small world wind coming inches from their faces. Please don't touch me please don't touch me. When all fell silent again Peter let out a sigh of relief.

"We can breath again." Master Tibo came up to Peter. Oh great. I'm going to get another lecture from this guy.

"Great job Peter." He called as he went by to laid the pack again.

"Thanks," Peter smiled. The passage way got slipper and slipper. No one talked for a while. Peter couldn't take it. He had to have noise. He turned around to look at the red one and lost his footage.

"Peter," he screamed but it was too late. He slipped down and splashed into some water. The red one raced over to him. Master Tibo after seeing Peter, just shook his head. He looked at Master Meems. "How much more trouble is he going to cause?"

"He's not like us." Master Meems said.

"You can say that again," was Master Tibo's only response.

"He's not skilled for this kind of work."

"I see that,"

"Will the two of you stop arguing and help me." The gray one called.

"You better behave Tibo." Master Meems said as she went to help Peter. All the rest of the wolf dogs gathered around him. He got up. "I want to get out of here as fast as possible. Let's go." Peter ran as fast as he could. "Come on now."

They all hauled to a stop running into each other.

"Great dead end. Now where to?"

"To the right." Master Seems commented seeing an opening to her right.

Oh no. Peter thought. That is where those…those sound came from. Rats. Big rat hairy ones. He shivered at the thought. I…have to be brave. I just have too.

Peter takes the lead this time he wants too get out of there as quickly as possible. He didn't think though. The dogs race after him.

"He's going to fast." Called the red one. "Remember what happened just a minute ago?"

"Faster then. We have to catch up to him." they just get there. Peter slammed on his breaks. "Ahhh.." The gray dog grabbed his pant leg just before he went over the edge of the cliff. "Gotcha."

"I hope so." Peter looked down over the small landing that they were on. "All I see down there is rocks, that I don't need a close up of." The wolf dogs pulled him back in.

"Peter." Called Master Meems stepping a little to far out into the light. A Terror Wing saw her and swooped down picking her up. "No." Peter screamed but it was to late the bird flew off.