Chapter 7: Jail Cell
After Phoebe and the others got done looking at Shandor's Mining Company for some time before getting back inside Ecto-1. John told Trevor to take them back to the dirt farm and lay low until the heat calms down on them since they did not have any insurance that the town provided as the mayor did for the original Ghostbusters back in 1991. She looked at her boyfriend who was looking through his phone as she was currently laying up on his shoulder.
"What are you doing?." Phoebe got John's attention.
John took his eyes away from his phone to look at his cute girlfriend. "I am trying to reach out to your grandfather on what we should do next."
Phoebe got up from laying. "What did he say?."
"I have not gotten any response yet. Assuming he is low on paranormal energy," said John, putting his phone back.
"I see." Phoebe cleaned off her glasses. "Are you staying at my place?."
Before John can answer he heard a sheriff's siren and panics when having a good idea of who is behind them. Phoebe can see how worried John looked as she too is sharing the same feeling. Podcast woke up from his sleep as he looked and noticed it was nighttime.
"Trevor please tell me you have your license," John asked in the hope of them getting out the deep end too deep.
"Uh, yeah, about that..." Trevor trailed off when putting the car to a complete stop.
Phoebe sighed. "He failed his driving test multiple times."
"Damn." John looked at his girlfriend. "We are spending the night inside of a jail cell."
"You got that right, nephew."
John and everyone looked to see a light-skinned man in a sheriff uniform and hat as he looked directly at him.
John sadly sighed. "Hi, Uncle Eric."
"Boy, you are in some serious trouble," said Eric.
It did not take long for them to be sitting inside a jail cell as all the gear and the car itself is being locked up. John and Phoebe hold hands while waiting for Callie and Gary to come sign them out. Well, for Trevor and Phoebe that is while Podcast had to wait for his parents to bail him out. As for John, he had to stay until his uncle who so happens to be the head sheriff of Summerville. Meaning that his uncle is going to drop him off at home and tell his parents what happened.
"Let me guess. You dragged everyone on your silly ghosting theory."
John looked up to see his cousin and raised his brow. "Lucky, I do not know where you have been but we have been chasing and successfully trapped a class five free-roaming vapor."
Lucky looked at her cousin. "Right. And causing property damage in the process."
"It is part of the job." pointed out Podcast.
Trevor looked at his crush. "What are you in for?."
Lucky shake her hair up. "Oh, I'm not locked up. I just waiting here for my ride to come and I sometimes trick young inmates into wanting to get a long record when dealing with me when I faked being locked up. John will tell you."
"John never talks about you back in New York," said Trevor, looking back at John.
"That is because Lucky is being salty because I have been giving her some great pair of shoes on her birthdays and Christmas." pointed out John.
Lucky crossed her arms and gave her young cousin a tipped-off look. "John, those Jordans were fake Jordans."
"It is the thought that counts." Phoebe defended her boyfriend.
Before Lucky can respond back to her cousin's girlfriend, her Dad came in with his mug full of freshly brewed coffee.
"Alright, which one of you are going to call?." Eric spoke before sipping on his coffee.
"John can I call someone?." Phoebe whispered into his ear.
"If they can help us in any other way then be my guess," said John, before remembering what he has in his pocket.
Phoebe got up and told John's Uncle that she has a call to make. Eric opened the cell and let Phoebe out and take her to his office to let her make her phone call. Podcast sat down beside John as he watched him pull out his phone and a piece of folded paper that has a phone number.
"Whose number is that?." Podcast asked while enjoying his time inside the cell.
"I managed to find the number of Bryan Welsh in one of the old phone books at the town's library." John looked at his best friend while dialing the number. "This is the Rookie Ghostbuster's contact number."
"You think that number still works?." Trevor asked after done talking with Lucky.
"Will shall see." John pressed call and put the phone to his ear.
Somewhere at night in Chicago, Illinois, inside a building that was once the first and only first Ghostbusters franchise is an older man with a grey short beard and mustache currently at his desk going over the financial books. He stopped when hearing his mobile phone going off. Bryan looked and picked up his phone as he does not recognize the number. Assuming that it may be a scam or some random individual, he took the chance and answered the number.
"Hello?." Bryan asked when putting his pencil down in the center of the book.
"Uh, hi." John slowly spoke. "Um, this is going to sound out of the ordinary."
Bryan removed his glasses and spoke with interest. "Go on."
"Is this Bryan Welsh?. The Rookie Ghostbuster?." John asked in hopes of this is him.
Bryan chuckled at hearing this. "Oh, man, I have not been called rookie in decades. But this is he. Why?. Wait, is this some prank joke?."
"Oh, none of the above, sir." John got up from the bench and paced back and forth. "I want to talk about you and the Ghostbusters. Egon especially."
Bryan leans back into his leather chair. "What about it, kid?."
"What happened?." John asked and wanted to know.
Bryan paused at hearing the question. He never thought he will be telling his old career and his old former bosses and current friends. "Well...after saving the world from Ivo Shandor, the guys promoted me to having my own Ghostbusters franchise since the ghost haunting and anything supernatural will be at a low. Winston did say that five will be too much and not enough money to split evenly."
"No kidding." John leans up against the cold bars. "What else?."
Bryan brushed his mixed grey and non-grey hair. "They sent me to Chicago, Illinois since it has a good hot spot of ghost activity and set up shop here. Unfortunately, I am the only one busting since the people that I hired keep either quitting in one week or running away when a living processed scary object pops out of nowhere and goes attack them. The business was hard to run but the money is good."
John took it all in on the cool information that the man had given him as this was interesting since he never had any details about the rookie. "Man, that sounds like a pain in the ass."
"It was." Bryan got up and looked at his old Ghostbusters uniform and his multipurpose proton pack in a plastic glass display case. "I only had my female secretary who I married and had a son and a daughter with. Those were the good old fun and exciting days when I was a Ghostbuster. Then all of that changed when the phone stopped ringing and no ghosts were in sight. It was like they all returned back to Ghost World. Luckily I invest the money that I earned from busting in paying off the firehouse and turned it into a tourist gift shop/pizza joint to make ends meet."
Bryan sighed sadly when remembering it. "I made contact with the others to see if they were dealing with the same issue as me. Unfortunately, they are and they had to close off shop. Peter went back to teaching in college. Ray is stuck at his Occult bookstore with his only grandchild. And Winston at all of them made a fortune and made himself a thriving global business empire."
"Then what about Egon?." John wanted to know what he did.
"Egon." Bryan strokes his beard. "Well, he told me that he moved back to his old family's farm and claimed that he found the first temple that Shandor made for Gozer. He did not explain that to the others after he went off the rails in saying the world is going to end, and did not give them any exact details. He read the book we took from the Grey Lady back at the library. He says that Gozer can have an opportunity to retry destroying our world completely by creating something to give him a clean slate. Egon believed that Shandor had built something to make this possible. I told him that I wanted to help, but he said by the time I get there it would be already too late."
"Well, he is not wrong. Egon was right. Gozer is returning. We need your help." John pleaded.
"We?." Bryan raised his brow. "Who is this we in this so-called new team?."
"Myself, my best friend, and Egon's grandkids. His granddaughter is my girlfriend," said John.
Before Bryan can even ask what is on his mind he heard the phone going click. "Hello?. Hello?. Kid?."
"Damn." John looked at his phone. "My battery died on me."
Podcast played with the cell bars with his finger. "Too bad they do not allow us to charge our phones."
"Or let you have it on you when locked up," Eric spoke when letting Phoebe back in with the others.
"Sorry, Uncle," John responded after handing his dead phone to his Uncle.
After giving it up he looked at his girlfriend and told her and the others what he just learned from the former Ghostbuster. In return, Phoebe told everyone about her conversation with Ray Stantz. This has got John super excited to hear at the moment until Callie and Grooberson came. After the whole argument at the Sheriff's office with Phoebe and John defending each other and Egon's theory and the slight fallout with her mom, Phoebe was in her room crying softly on her bed before hearing a knock at her window. She turned to see her boyfriend and quickly got him inside her room. John looked at his girlfriend in huge worry when seeing her face wet with tears and boogers running down from her nose.
"Oh, do not tell me that your mom hit you?." John pulled out some napkins from his pockets and wipe his girlfriend's face.
"No." Phoebe cleaned her face and blow her nose. "Mom had always known about my grandfather being a Ghostbuster. She talked terribly about him saying he turn his back on his family, and his friends for being here in Summerville."
John pulled Phoebe into a hug and let her cry into his shirt. He too is upset about what Callie said about Egon as that is not true at all. "Phoebe do not let it get to you. Your grandfather is not nuts or an asshole. He is the brains of the Ghostbusters and he had a good explanation for what he did. Now, do not know what he is going to do now."
Phoebe broke the hug and looked at her boyfriend. "What do you mean?. John, you know everything that is paranormal. You are more than an obsessed fan. You are literally a Ghostbuster. Podcast, Trevor, Lucky, and myself have no damn single clue or know-how on what to do in busting ghosts. But you do. I love you and I am with you all the way."
John took in on what Phoebe said about him. It is indeed true that he knows all about ghostbusting and what to do. He is in fact a Ghostbuster.
"You are right, Phoebe. I am a Ghostbuster. We will call everyone for a team meeting." John looked at Phoebe. "Till then you get some sleep. I will see you in the morning. I need to head back home before my folks discover that I am not in my room. I'm already being punished for not having my Xbox and stuff."
Phoebe pulled John back and set him back down on her bed. She got on her knees and started pulling down his Ghostbusters pajama pants and underwear. John got the right idea of what was on her mind as his little friend got hard and sticking. Phoebe grabbed John's erect penis with her warm hand and stroke the shaft.
"Not until your girlfriend gives you a quick blowjob and removed that energy out of you, so that way you can sleep better." Phoebe winked seductively and licked her lips.
"Well, make it quick and get it over with then," said John.
"You do not have to tell me twice." Phoebe wrapped her mouth around John's dick and sucked.
John leaned back as the pleasure of Phoebe's warm salvia mouth feels incredible. The girl deep throat her black boyfriend all the way as there is no stopping Phoebe in sight. She made deep-throat noises that made John so turned on as he can not believe that his own Phoebe not only enjoy having his cock in her mouth but she also does not shy away from pleasing him all the way.
"Shit, this feels so damn good." John moaned.
Phoebe mumbled into her sucking as she is loving this sexual position. She pulled out with salvia dripping down. "Man, I love your dick, Ghost Head."
"Girl, I just love your warm..." John was stopped when Phoebe went back to sucking.
Phoebe picked up so much speed as she happily licked and spit on John's penis. It continued until he came into her mouth. Phoebe took the full load and swallowed down. Leaving a trail of what remains of John's cum on her lips and chin. After Phoebe kissed John on the cheek and lets him leave out from the window and locked back.
"Damn, I am so damn sleepy." John tiredly walked his way back home and felt so fatigued. "I am going to sleep well tonight. I just hope I do not oversleep."