A/N: I am having really bad writers block sorry its so rubbish and you've had to wait so long.

"Um Ray?" Cautiously Winston stepped around the bed in the main bedroom of Junipers apartment. He had to admit he thought it was a very nice room, but these thoughts were brief as he was more focused on the ghost that he could hear humming a soft tune.

"I can hear it Ray," the childish and very excitable man entered the room as well, moving over to Winston's side. He too could hear the noise and pulling out a small device he had created to record sounds that were uncharted to the human ear he laid it down on the bed along with a device that measured temperature change. He nodded at Winston.

The machines made a small bleep noises as thy turned on. First test, sadness. Clearing his throat Ray thought of the lines he had gone over.

"Winston, I had a dog once a little brown thing. He was called Billy and he used to love carrots" Ray smiled as Winston tried to picture this fictional creature "One day Billy was hit by a car, right before my eyes, I cried for weeks, I just couldn't get the image of my poor puppy, gone forever"

Winston choked back a sob, it was sad, he had lost a pet he knew the pain. A small yet horrid wail sounded from the humming being. Both men's eyes met and a solid nod was shared. Next, happiness.

"Hey Ray, I bought you those parts for the special humidifier thingy" the mans face lit up like a Christmas tree and a light giggle sounded from behind. It was actually working.

"Win, I just want you to know, I love you, platonically Of course" the two men threw their arms around each other, sharing a brotherly hug.

The humming started again "Hey Ray, I think you don't know shit, your science is baloney, Ghosts aren't real psycho!" Rays face grew red and arms out stretched he lunged for Winston. The two men clattered to the ground, Ray struggling against Winston's grip on his arms.

"Ray I didn't mean it!" A wail sounded again, she most definitely did react to emotions. Getting off of Winston and grabbing the small machine both men left the apartment, hoping to grab the love birds for tomorrows tests.

Pulling the scratchy blanket around herself Juniper looked down at the floor.

The man she had once loved sat in the room across the hall, hands cuffed to the table an officer asking him questions about the bruises on Junipers neck.

She remembered it like yesterday, the pain, the hurt she felt as the eyes of her loved glared down at her whilst her life drained away. She knew why Sophia was here, and she knew why she wailed.

She had felt Junipers sadness. Her need for love, the love she did not receive from friends or family, nor did she receive it from any sort of lover either.

Just because she knew didn't mean she didn't have questions. Why her? What was the reason for Sophia to target her specifically and not send a minor angel to do the work? And why now, was it all so she would come here, meet Egon.

Oh Egon.

The man was brilliant like nothing she'd ever seen, he had slowly but surely become her, well she supposed he had become her crush. It seemed childish to say it like that, she wasn't some school girl. She was an adult. Sighing she raised from the bed and slipped her feet into the slippers she often wore in the mornings at the fire station.

Shuffling out of her room with a yawn she made her way to the room above the fire pole, that was often where they had breakfast. It was nothing special and her own breakfast normally consisted of a slice of buttered toast.

Egon had elected to not have breakfast that morning and instead promised himself a Twinkie from his not so secret stash. Focused solely on what he was doing with his hands and Waiting for the results Winston and Ray had promised him, he didn't notice Juniper walk in.

"Hi," She muttered her voice was small as she reached for an almost clean bowl. Egon didn't even batter an eyelid as she looked over had him a sad look set on her features, oh that's how it was. Grabbing the bowl and the box of cereal she had decided looked edible enough she left the room tears brimming in her eyes.

Why did it hurt so much? She felt stupid, he was just one guy. He didn't even like her, not like that. Was she even sure she liked him...

Shaking her head she resided in her room brushing past Ray.

Ray was a little shocked that Juniper had not apologized, he had thought they had a growing Friendship. Shrugging he placed the off attitude to Menstrual problems. He felt to good to be angry or even upset right now.

The tests he and Winston had run were a complete success, Sophia wailed around sadness and sung around the sign of general happiness. Now they just needed to catch her.

It felt like a shame to have to catch the angel, even though both he and Egon knew that it was only a small part of her true form that would return to her once caught. But still Ray felt like he was doing something wrong.

Waking to the sight of a bare slender back covered in many brown curls Peter smiled, god she was beautiful. A small whimper left Dana's mouth, it was like music to his ears. His smile growing a little bigger he ran his finger tips down her spine, feeling her shiver under his touch.

"Hmm, Peter," she hummed, turning a little to face him, a warm smile set on her features.

"Good Morning"

Winston, smiled to himself as he tapped his coat pocket. He hummed a tune as he thought of the woman he'd met at the park. She was, well she was a gem. "Morning Buddy!" Rays voice echoed from the other side of the room, Winston threw him a casual wave with a good morning.

He felt like maybe some of Sophia's guidance had rubbed off on him.