A/N: So... This is chapter two, I hope you like it!
Standing in the centre of her apartment, Juniper crossed her arms and watched as Venkman, surveyed her apartment.
It was a cosy place, oak wood floors decorated with Persian rugs, that weren't real as she could never afford that on her salary. Walls painted a maroon colour that was warming when the orange light from the dated bulbs reflected off of its surface. A three piece suite that had been handed down from her late Grandmother, they where old and worn but they smelt of mint and the various chemical experiments that her Grandfather used to conduct in his spare time.
"I'm picking up some readings over here nothing to bad though" Venkman shifted his footing and knelt down to scan the bottom of the cabinet. "You said this ghost was a threat to your career, right?"
Juniper sighed and nodded, "Yes, so?" Peter stood and looked at her.
"So what is your Career" Juniper bristled, not liking the question. She wasn't a heart to heart person, and this was stepping out of her comfort zone.
"That's unimportant, are you actually doing anything or should you just leave now and save me the money" Venkman shot over to her side like a rocket, truth be told Juniper found the man amusing but shed never say that to his face.
"I'm checking to see where the ghost is most present lady" he turned away from her looking down"I told Spengs we should have gotten the money upfront"
A crash sounded from the bedroom both heads turned to see Ray with a wide smile. He looked a little dazed, in a trance of sorts.
"Can you believe it Peter, actual contact!" Juniper sighed as she found herself once again sat on the marshmallow couch.
"Yes Ray we're all very excited" the other said sarcastically causing the Ray's smile to drop into a frown. Egon has elected to stand in the corner furthest from Miss Fortenburry, her presence was a distraction to what ever work he was doing.
Currently he was making notes about the signal strengths Venkman had found in the apartment. They were all over the place, "I can see why you call it a she" Ray remarked eyes clouded over in remembrance. Juniper giggled bringing a hand to her lips.
The entity had touched Ray after he had caught it singing, she really had the most amazing voice during the day. "It was brilliant, hazy and white but god, it had these eyes"
"Ray I'm starting to think you're in love with it" The ghost buster blushed at Peters taunting. Juniper started giggling so hard that she almost fell off of the couch. Catching herself before she did she found herself agreeing with Ray. It was beautiful. A bright white haze that was just solid enough to make out the human form but not enough to make out a gender. Its eyes, if they even were eyes could only be described as glistening golden gems , that entranced the watcher. If the entity hadn't been threatening her career Juniper would have left it alone.
"These signals are all over the place, they appear to be showing the signs of an Inhuman Spirit" Juniper stood from her seat the same time as Ray. Her eyes were wide as she stood frozen, Ray however walked over to Egon's side eager to see the readings for himself.
"I-Inhuman?" Egon nodded, turning round the machine as if that made clear.
"An entity that is not the result of a human person that once lived on Earth. This category also includes angels, demons, devils etc. It is not known exactly where these kinds of entities come from but it is reasonably well accepted by the paranormal community these spirits are not from people who had lived on Earth and have since died." His monotone voice rang in Junipers ears, why her?
" Encounters with non-human spirits is rare and usually dramatic. Extra care should always be used if dealing with a potential inhuman spirit!" Ray recounted as if reading from a text book. "You should probably stay here with us, until we get rid the entity at least"
Juniper sighed, it felt as if she was being punished for doing nothing wrong. Egon's cheeks flared at the very idea of Miss Fortenburry staying in the Fire station. Peter turned and caught the flare an evil smirk gracing his features.
"Whatever, as long as one of you comes with me to get my stuff"