The Ghostbusters have defeated Gozer. But, being sued by the State of New York, the team decided to split up. Then, unknowingly, five years later, a portal to another dimension, universe, and time opened up, spitting you and your friend into the Gho...
Y/n and Peter returned to the facility and spotted the boys in the lab. Peter walked up to Ray and told him about the painting. "That sounds interesting. Right, Iggy?" Ray turns to Egon, who is sitting behind the desk.
"I will search up more about this Vigo Carpathian," Egon replied, glancing up from the computer. Y/N walked behind the desk and spotted a twinkie. Egon watched her stare at it for a long moment, then stood up. He steps to the side and slowly moves away, waiting to see if she is going to take it. Y/F/N walks down the stairs and smiles at everyone in the room, "Did you guys find anything interesting?" She questions Peter. "Yes... a creepy painting that's missing his kitten." He joked. Y/N turns away from the tempting twinkie and sees Egon holding one in his hand, "Want one?"
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Y/N chuckles and nods her head, "Yes, please." Egon offers the twinkie to her and grabs his own by the desk. Winston turns to see the two eating the twinkies, "Hey! I thought you didn't like to share your twinkies." Y/N snorted, quickly covering her mouth. Egon rolls his eyes, "I can share if I want. And I want to share them with Y/N."
"That's a first." Peter laughs. Winston puffs from his cigarette, "Are you going to share with us too? Or just her?" Y/F/N giggles at Egon's expression. "I did say if." Y/N turns her head to the stairs where Ray stands. She could feel someone or something watching them. It wasn't Ray. He is looking at Peter. Egon notices her confused expression and turns to the stairs to see no one. The Ghostbuster stood up and rested his hand on Y/N's shoulder, startling her slightly. She turns her head to him and gently smiles. "Let's go outside for a few minutes," Egon suggests to her.
Peter hears Egon talking to her, "Oh, yeah. You two have fun now. We'll make sure everything is good here." Egon shakes his head and walks up the stairs. The young woman follows the lanky man out of the lab, silently grabbing their coats and walking to the street. The wind blew softly, letting some of the snow fall off the tall buildings. Spengler had his hands shoved in his pockets, his head lowered. Y/N kept pace with his long strides, her cheeks turning pink from the cold as she slipped on her gloves. Egon side-glances at her, then back to the ground.
"Is something wrong?" Y/N frowns, and her voice shows some concern. Spengler stops walking, and Y/N almost passes him. But instead, he blinks at her and frowns, "What makes you think something is wrong?"
"Egon, you look like you have something to say but won't. You look worried and unsure about something." She pointed out. Spengler huffs, and crystalized air passes through his lips. Y/N tilts her head at him, studying his facial expression. His eyes avoid her own, eyebrows furrowed in concern or worry. He shuffled on his feet, and his face seemed pale and tired.
"You've been working too hard. You seem worried and tired. What is bothering you?" She theorized. Egon snaps his eyes to her, "Truthfully, Y/N, I believe that with you here, things might have changed. So, theoretically, speaking, you might have changed our time without knowing it."
Puzzlement appears on her face. Time altered without her knowing? Did Y/F/N say something that wasn't supposed to be said? Egon watches her, waiting for her to say something, "What changed?" Y/N finally asks. Spengler sighs, turning away, "Do you know who Laura Parr is?"
"No." She answered with a frown. Egon sighs, "Laura Parr was a young woman who was attacked and killed by the Phantom Truck Driver twenty years ago. Her spirit was seen a few weeks ago, searching for something or someone." He pauses to let the information sink in.
"What does that have to do with me?" Y/N crosses her arms to keep warm. Spengler avoids her eyes, "Laura Parr was supposed to be free those years ago, but she is stuck between the dimensional rift of the spirit and human world. What she wants is what has been bothering me for a while. With you here, she is probably looking for assistance."
"What Class is she?"
"A Class 4. Harmless to us; only looking for help." He answers.
Y/N frowns and studies the snow-covered sidewalk. A Class 4 searching for help. "Laura Parr..." She murmurs.
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Hiding behind an alleyway, a young woman watches the man and woman talking. Her floating form hiding in the dark shadows, carefully floats above the two, keeping herself invisible. Laura Parr feels the unknowing love the two share for each other. Yes... this will do. The Class 4 ghost smiles at the Ghostbuster and the woman. "Soon... Soon I can return home. And she will carry it for me."
A faint memory appears to the ghost before her death. She was to be expecting. But she lost it because of the Phantom Truck Driver. These two people will do it for her, and she can go home.
Y/N and Spengler continued their walk around the block back to the facility. "Laura Parr..." She ponders. "I can give you information about her while I search up the Carpathian," Egon mentions. Y/N nods her head, "Yes, please."
