Authors note: This story timeline is based around 1991. I'm trying to keep things used in this story based on that timeline, but after 20+ years it's hard to remember what was and wasn't around at that time; so bear with me. I don't own any of the characters, I'm just borrowing them...

We're here! Now what?

Good afternoon everyone, this is your captain. I wanted to let everyone know that it's currently 78 degrees in Cancun this afternoon with a windspeed of 5 knots. We are starting our final approach so if you could please place your seats and tray tables in the upright position and please turn off all electrical devices until after we have touched down. The flight crew will be coming around to collect any garbage and at this time I will be turning on the fasten seat belts sign. On behalf of the flight crew, my co-pilot and myself I want to thank you for flying United Airlines today and I hope you enjoy your stay in Mexico.

Peter re-fastened his seat belt and let out a satified sigh. Ray and Winston were stuck in the snowy north. Egon would be sweating it out in swampy Florida and Janine..well...he checked his watch. Janine was probably 35,000 ft. above the Grand Canyon right now. Fitting place for her, he thought. Janine's mouth and the Grand Canyon had sooo much in common.

Flight crew prepare for landing.

Peter's grin faded. Insulting Janine in his mind didn't give him nearly as much satisfaction as when he did it to her face. He rolled his head to the side and looked out the window, watching the plane rushing toward the ground. Why HAD he been so mean to her lately, and so moody with everyone else?

He tried to think back to when he had noticed his sudden streak of bad behavior. Was it after that bust when that ghost had not only slimed him but tried to toss him off the roof of that apartment complex? No, I was in a bad mood before I went on that bust, so it wasn't then.

Then it hit him. It was the day he had asked her to run that errand, and she said she was meeting someone for lunch. He had thrown Louis Tully's name out there but she didn't even blink, so that wasn't who she had been meeting. And then she had that dinner date three nights later.

Well what did he care? And why did it seem to irk him. Was his ire on behalf of Egon? Dumbass Egon! The woman practically THREW herself at Captain Oblivious every chance she got and he avoided her like the plague! Idiot! he thought blowing an exasperated sigh out of his pursed lips. But no, he wasn't pissed off about the Egon/Janine dynamic. He wants to spend his life among his test tubes then let him. So why the hell was he so rankled lately about Janine's dates?

Screw it! He stood up and crab walked into the aisle, reaching into the overhead bin for his bag. I'm on vacation and I'm not going to think about ghosts, or team mates or red heads or slime! Only thing I'm concentrating on is good lookin' chicks in string bikinis!

He disembarked from the plane and walked up the gangway until he reached the terminal. He checked out the signs and smiled when he saw the arrow pointing to the exit. Ladies your prayers have been answered, because I have arrived!

Janine sat with her book, re-reading the page for the fifth time and still not retaining what it said. She closed it and shoved it back in her carry-on with exhasperation before sitting back in her seat and crossing her arms over her chest. What had he been about to say? she thought. If I had gone back to him instead of running to the gate... but she banished the thought with a quick and determined shake of her head. For five years, FIVE YEARS, he had the chance to say whatever he might have said to her, but he never had.

He meant exactly what he said, she told herself as she picked up her bag and headed to the ladies room. Maybe I can find him a piece of volcanic rock with some fungus, that should make his day. Besides Winston was right, if he did have any feelings for her, he'd never show it. Time to move on, honey! She flushed the toilet and came out of the stall to face herself in the mirror.

Smiling wistfully as she washed her hands she thought about what she told Winston that morning. What happens in Hawaii...yeah RIGHT! Well why the hell not! She thought appraising herself in the mirror. It's not like I'm ugly...DESPITE what Dr. Venkman says! I've got these big green eyes, full lips... she turned to view herself from the side in the mirror. My breasts are still perky and I still have a nice, trim figure. "So I'm not Marilyn Monroe," she said softly to herself, "but then again; who the hell is!"

Why couldn't she have "a hook-up"? Not like anyone else was banging down her door. She thought about the two swimsuits she had just bought herself. The Aqua one-piece with the hibiscus flowers in all those different colors and the skimpy two piece. Her cheeks started to color a bit when she thought about just HOW skimpy it really was.

She would never wear that in New York, jut in case she bumped into anyone she knew, but in Hawaii...where she didn't know a soul and she'd probably never see them again...What the hell! She pursed her lips and started indignantly back at her reflection. Why shouldn't I flaunt what momma gave me..er...well what that lotsabucks gave me...ah...well WHATEVER! I've got it and I'm gonna flaunt it for someone that can finally APPRECIATE the wrapping!

She stuffed the towel she had been using to dry her hands with into the trash can and stepped back into the terminal. She was about to approach the coffee stand when an announcement over the PA caught her attention.

Delta flight 1105 non-stop service to Honolulu is now boarding at gate 12. All passengers for flight 1105 to Honolulu please proceed to gate 12 for boarding at this time.

Janine did a 180 turn and headed back towards the gate she had been waiting at earlier. Look out beach boys, she thought with a smirk. Mama's looking for some pudding tonight!

Winston, who had already checked into his hotel, came out and sniffed the cold, crisp air. He stretched his arms out over his head and exhailed slowly. Vacation. Two whole weeks! No fighting, no yelling, no running around chasing ghosts...just two weeks of...of what? He scratched his head. I'm not going to spend two weeks in museums or touring the monuments that'd only take about one week. So what am I going to do on week two?

He wandered along the side of the hotel to the edge of the channel it sat on and watched the choppy iron gray water. He thought about Ray. Must be in Morrisville by now. A smile creased his face. Old friends my left ass cheek. he knew he had hit the right mark when he mentioned Elaine earlier. That blush on Ray's face had been a dead giveaway. Winston chuckled to himself as he turned and walked towards the street. Well Ray, here's hoping you manage to hit a homerun this time. Ghostbunny!

His thoughts drifted over his other team mates as he walked towards the National Mall. Peter...now that was a whole days worth of thinking on that subject. That man had always been sarcastic and snide but lately he'd been just downright MEAN. When had it started? Winston tried to think back, looking for a cause to his friend's irraciblity as of late, but couldn't come up with a plausible explanation, so he shoved it away and turned his thoughts to Janine.

He shook his head and sighed. Poor Janine, always holding out that hope. It had seemed as if she had been trying to move on though recently. She'd had that lunch date and then that date last Friday night...and she's been REAL touchy with the brain trust recently. I've NEVER heard her lay into him like she did the other day. Maybe she was finally over it. He hoped for her sake she was. For as smart as Egon is, he's a moron to toss someone like her away. Man, if I had a girl like Janine...

He stopped as he found himself at the foot of the Lincoln Memorial and started climbing up the stairs. Winston wasn't interested in Janine, and in a way he felt bad that he wasn't; but she was like a kid sister to him. Since he spent the most time in the garage they'd talked, A LOT. He probably knew Janine better than any of the guys. In a way he was surprised that she hadn't told him about this new guy she was seeing, but then it wasn't his business to pry. He wanted to see her happy, but deep down he thought that the one person who could ever do that...never would.

Which brought his thoughts around to Egon. The brain trust! When the going got bad, they all turned to Egon to come up with an answer, a trick he could pull out of mid-air to save them and the city. He had to admit the man never failed to volunteer to throw himself on the fire to save their asses...maybe that's it! Maybe he thinks that if he gets distracted like say, with a wife and kids, he'll be less inclined to do what he has to do. Winston sighed again as he looked up into the face of Old Abe.

"Why can't we just have it all Abe?" he said quietly addressing the expressionless solid face. "Why can't we all just be happy and have what we want as well?"

Ray pulled up to that old house Elaine had inherited and turned off the engine. He had already checked into the bed and breakfast in town and told Slimer to lay low and not to leave the room or open the door. Ray didn't really think Elaine would have a problem with Slimer...once she got to know him; but it was still kind of early in the game and he didn't want to spring him on her yet.

As her was about to knock on the door, it was yanked open; to reveal Elaine, dressed in an old t-shirt and jeans with her hair pulled back in a pony tail. "I heard you pull up," she said standing back and gesturing for him to enter. "Boy am I glad that you could get away from work for two weeks." She shut the door behind him and turned to face him.

"You are?" he asked surprised.

"Sure I am! I'm in the middle of remodeling the library and I could sure use the help ripping out all that old panelling!"

"Oh," Ray said a little dejectedly.

Elaine laughed at his suddenly sad face and gave him a quick hug. She stepped back but still held onto his upper arms. "And I'm also really, REALLY glad to see you!"

Ray smiled sheepishly, "you are?" He asked again.

"I are!" She laughed and grabbed his hand, dragging him towards the library.