"Damn it. The power's out." Winston said.
"Hey at least the city can't blame on us again." Peter said.
"I've got a flashlight in my drawer." Ray said, "Egon, I need the key. You've got to trust me on this."
"Ok." Egon said as he walked over to his nightstand, opened the drawer and took out a key.
"Thanks." Ray said as he unlocked the locks, reached in and found the flashlight and turned it.
"Thanks Ray." Winston said.
"I have to go see if the generator is working properly." Egon said.
"I'll go call Dana and Oscar and see if they're ok." Peter said.
"I'll do the same with Jenny and Kylie." Ray said, "And Janine and Mel."
The four men headed downstairs and grabbed some more flashlights and candles, and while Egon and Winston headed down to the basement to check on the containment unit and the fuse box, Peter and Ray tried calling Dana, Jenny, and Kylie from the phone in the car. Ray called Jenny, Kylie, Janine and Melanie, and thankfully the four of them hadn't lost power and they were all ok.
After Ray hung up, he handed the phone to Peter. Peter then dialed Dana's phone number.
"Hello?" said the voice.
"Dana, it's Peter." Peter said.
"Hey, are you ok?" Dana asked.
"Yeah, the guys and I are fine." Peter said, "We lost power, so I'm calling from the car. Winston and Egon are working right now to get it back on. How are you?"
"We're fine. We didn't lose power." Dana replied, "By the way, how's Ray?"
"A little rough today, and so was Egon, but they're both doing pretty good." Peter replied.
"Good." Dana said, "Hold on a second..."
There was a pause for a minute before Dana's voice was heard again, "Sorry about that. Oscar's sick."
"Is he ok?" Peter asked.
"He has a cold, and unfortunately I'm out of kids' cold medicine and I don't want to give him any adult stuff." Dana replied.
"Do you need me to run out and get him some?" Peter asked.
"Yes, I don't want to leave him alone, but I don't want to drag him with me." Dana replied
"Ok, I'll go get it. Love you." Peter said.
"Love you too." Dana said as the two hung up
"Everything alright?" Ray asked.
"Dana's building didn't lose power, but Oscar's sick and Dana doesn't have the medicine for him." Peter replied.
"I'll drive you." Ray said.
"Ray, are you sure you're up for it?" Peter asked.
"Positive, plus you haven't renewed your license after what happened last time." Ray replied.
"Oh right." Peter said.
"The generator is working fine, but we still need to get the fuse box working." Egon said as he and Winston came upstairs.
"What are y'all doing?" Winston asked as he saw Ray and Peter getting into Ecto-1.
"Oscar's sick and Dana doesn't have the medicine for him." Ray replied, "I'm taking Peter to get some."
"Ray are you sure you'll be able to handle this?" Egon asked.
"Positive, please, you have to trust me." Ray said.
Winston and Egon looked at each other for a moment before finally giving in. "Ok, we're giving you a chance Ray, but if something happens, you're not driving again until you get over this." Winston said.
"I promise." Ray said, "You two stay here and keep working on the fuse box." The two Ghostbusters then pulled out the garage and headed off into the storm.
"I hope Ray can do this." Winston said.
"Me too." Egon said.
Rain poured down in buckets as Peter and Ray drove through the street. Lightning lit up the sky, and thunder boomed above as the duo tried to find a drugstore.
"Man, this is ridiculous!" Peter exclaimed.
"I know, but we'll get through this." Ray reassured.
The two drove for a little more before finding a 24-hour pharmacy. Ray parked the park in front.
"I'll be right back." Peter said as he got out and ran inside before he drenched.
As Ray waited, the stiffness in his ankle flared a little, along with some pain in his head.
"I can make it, I can make it, I can make it.." Ray said as sweat beaded on his forehead as he fought temptation.
Just then, Peter came out with what he was looking for and got in the car.
"Got it." Peter said, triumphantly.
"Good." Ray said.
"You ok? Did you have an urge?" Peter asked.
"Yeah, but I got it under control." Ray replied.
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
Ray turned on the car, and the two headed off to Dana's apartment. The rain was thankfully beginning to let up, and 20 minutes later, Peter and Ray pulled up to Dana's apartment.
The car phone then rung, and Peter answered it. It was Egon telling him that he and Winston fixed the fuse box and got the electricity working again. Peter said that he and Ray were at Dana's apartment to drop off Oscar's medicine. Peter hung up, and the two Ghostbusters headed inside. Since the elevator wasn't working, the two had to take the stairs.
"Man, I gotta get in shape." Peter complained as he and Ray walked up the stairs.
"I'm sure." Ray said with a smirk, "And I feel fine and my leg isn't hurting.
"I don't care." Peter said with a sarcastic tone.
The two then reached Dana's floor and walked down the hall to her apartment. Peter knocked at the door, and Dana opened it.
"Got what you needed." Peter said holding the medicine.
"Thanks Peter." Dana said before turning to Ray, "Hey Ray, how are you?"
"I'm doing ok." Ray replied.
"Mom, where are you?" called a nasally sound voice.
"I'm coming honey." Dana called, "Peter and Ray got here with some medicine for you."
The three of them headed down the hall to Oscar's room to find him lying in bed with flushed cheeks and a runny nose. A box of tissues were on his nightstand.
"Hey Peter, Ray." Oscar said with a sniffle.
"Hey, little dude." Peter said, "Sorry you're not feeling well.
"It's ok." Oscar replied.
"Hey Oscar, sorry about scaring you last night." Ray said.
"It's fine. Mom said you weren't feeling well, I forgive you." Oscar said.
"Thanks." Ray said with a smile.
Dana opened the bottle and measured out the amount of medicine required for Oscar's age. She gave the little cup to Oscar and he drank it.
"Thanks guys." Oscar said.
"You're welcome. You get some rest, and we'll check up on you in the morning." Ray said.
"You need anything else?" Peter asked.
"No, we're ok. But thanks for the medicine." Dana said.
"You're welcome." Ray and Peter said.
The two Ghostbusters left and headed back to the firehall. As the two were getting out of Ecto-1, Egon and Winston came up from the basement.
"Hey, how's Oscar?" Winston asked.
"He's doing a lot better now." Peter replied.
"You doing ok, Ray?" Egon asked.
"Yeah, although I had an urge when Peter was in the pharmacy." Ray said, "My head and my leg were killing me. But thought about Oscar and it made me forget about it. And after all I did, I don't deserve your support."
"No Ray, you deserve our support, no matter what you did." Winston said.
"And once again, I'm sorry for strangling you and scratching you." Egon said, "I guess I need to learn to control my temper a little better."
"Well, we both have something to work on." Ray said with a smile, "And speaking of which, there's something else I need to do."
"What?" Peter asked.
"Come on." Ray said.
The four went upstairs to the bedroom, and Ray went over to his nightstand, took out the drawer, and emptied the pill bottles into the garbage can.
"There, I got phase one out of the way." Ray said.
"What's phase two?" Egon asked.
"I'm gonna call Dr. Madison in the morning to see if the hospital has a counseling center." Ray replied.
"Good idea." Winston said.
"I just hope I can survive." Ray said.
Peter put his arm around Ray and said, "Ray, we've battled Sumerian gods, a walking marshmellow, got kidnapped by a group of demons, met interdimensional versions of ourselves, and a whole lot of other dangerous, stupid, and crazy stuff, of course you can survive this."
"Yeah, I guess I can." Ray said with a smile.
The End.
Author's Note: Finally, I thought I'd never get this done!" Sorry for the super long update. I've been busy with graduating from eight grade, to summer camp, to starting high school, and writer's block. But I hope y'all enjoyed this! Peace out!