Ray blinked at her in surprise. "Wait. What? 2016?!"
Holtzmann nodded. "Yes. 2016."
Ray's eyes widened. "What year were you born?" He asked.
"1984."
"You should be three years old."
Holtzmann rolled her eyes. "Thanks for the math." She said.
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Ray insisted she stay at the firehouse. He got her to tell him about herself.
It was only when he asked her what job she had when she looked around.
"You're a Ghostbuster." She said. She wasn't asking him, she said it in a statement.
"Yes…?"
"I'm also a Ghostbuster." She said.
Ray almost laughed. "How?"
Holtzmann frowned. "In 2016 a couple of crazy ladies and I formed a Ghost-fighting/studying group. I'm the engineer. I make proton packs and ghost bombs and pretty much everything we use."
Ray said nothing.
"Do you believe me?" She asked after a long silence.
He looked at her. "Yes."
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"Okay… She fell from the sky, you say?"
"Yes, Peter, for the love of god! How many times do I need to tell you?"
Peter smirked. "Just trying to annoy you." He flung open the door and entered the room, plonking himself down at the table.
Ray hurriedly followed him. "Holtzmann?" She grinned at him from the couch.
"This is Peter Venkman. He's one of the Ghostbusters."
Peter smirked at her. "Holtzmann, Ray tells me."
She nodded. "Yup."
"You fell from the sky?"
"Yup." She said again. "Squashed him flat."
Peter laughed. "He said so."
"Anyway," he continued "Ray also tells me you are a Ghostbuster."
Ray huffed from behind Peter. "I AM RIGHT BEHIND YOU, PETE!"
Peter turned around. "Relax."
Peter turned back to Holtzmann. "Okay, then. There is no choice except for you to stay with us. You're a fellow Buster, even if you are from 2016."
Holtzmann grinned. "I appreciate it. What's for dinner?"
"We can order in Chinese or something."
"Okay. But no wontons for me."
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"Peter and Ray have told me that you fell from the sky, from a different time." Egon said to Holtzmann as soon as he met her.
"Yup! Squashed Ray." She answered.
"You are from a different dimension, one where we didn't exist."
"Yup! Well, he existed," she pointed to Peter "He was a paranormal debunker."
Peter snorted. "Must've been a really parallel dimension. And what exactly happened to me as a paranormal debunker?"
"Well. Um. A week or so ago, we captured our first ghost, and were sorta interviewed by the news people. You as a paranormal debunker was asked if we were for real. On TV. You said 'Hell no'. And then when you saw us on TV you came to HQ and confronted us. You refused to believe us and then asked to see the ghost. My friend Erin argued with my friend Abby and then let the ghost out against Abby's wishes. Then it threw you out of a window and you went into a coma. Not sure what happened next." She took a deep breath. "Phew. I guess the moral of the story is, don't ask to see a ghost when Erin's in the room."
Peter just stared at her, as Ray fell over laughing. "He...he was a paranormal debunker?"
"Yup." She popped her lips on the 'p'.
Peter grinned sarcastically. "Yeah, okay, so I guess I died."
Holtzmann shrugged. "I dunno. I'd say so, because you fell from a second-storey window."
Egon shifted his glasses. "There would be a chance of him surviving, not a high one, but it depends on how hard he landed. He could be in a coma for the rest of his life.
Peter rolled his eyes. "Anyway, Holtzmann, thank you so much for introducing me to where I would have ended up if I hadn't started believing in ghosts. Thank you so much." He said, voice dripping with sarcasm.
Holtzmann put her hand up as if she was in a classroom. "Oh. Did I mention you were an old guy?"
That set Ray off again.
CHAPTER! Holtzy will meet Winston, Janine and Dana next chapter.
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